Surviving As An Extra In Fantasy World Isn't Easy

Chapter 87 87:Striking A Deal[3]

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TOCK!TOCK!TOCK!

Pitter, patter sound resounded in quick succession. Lucas, finding the door half opened, asked while taking a step inside.

"Scotch, can I enter?"

CLUNG!

The tick, tick sound of hitting the keyboards ceased. Scorch's body froze and as he turned back, he saw Lucas' bewildered expression.

Lucas blinked a couple of times.

With three monitors overlapped on the table, some sort of code was running in one, while the other two screens displayed chats of certain individuals.

And the contents were a bit messy. If one had to assume, the chat on one screen looked like chats with the wife and another one with a mistress containing cheesy and sleek lines.

Scotch immediately stood up, trying to switch off the monitor to hide the things, and then looked at Lucas.

Hiding his flustered and embarrassed expression, Scotch spoke"Lucas, I can explain."

Lucas just shook his head, not knowing what to say.

"No, it's fine, I understand. You are a person of admiration. Playing two-timers is not easy. Should I come later?" Lucas asked, stepping back.

"No… No…it's all a misunderstanding. You are not understanding the context." Scotch waved his hand.

"This… I am just," Lucas gasped heavily, feeling that this was just a waste of time.

"You are monitoring people."

"Yes!" Scotch nodded happily, but his expression changed.

"Naidoo! Hell no, what did you think of me?"

Lucas chuckled a bit.

"It's okay, I am here because I know everything." Entering inside, Lucas sat down, pulling a chair under Scotch's scrutinizing gaze.

The atmosphere became solemn, which Lucas already expected.

"What did you mean by that statement?" Scotch carefully assessed Lucas's movement.

"Recently, I have become Secretary of the Student Council Presi…"

Lucas paused, seeing Scotch's shocked expression.

"Yeah, it's unbelievable, but you can indeed check," Lucas said nonchalantly.

"There is a secret deal between me and the Princess which many are not aware of. I have seen the secret stash of files under the Princess Intelligence report, and do you know what I found?" Lucas gave a cheeky smile, raising his chin.

Scotch felt a lump stuck in his throat.

He hoped that the following words may prove false, he sincerely hoped for that, but the reality was cruel.

"Scottsdale Taser a.k.a. Scotch, a member of Secret Intelligence forces working under Silver Knight Empire who had been bet…"

Swish!

With a murderous glint, Scotch sprang forward.

Before Lucas could finish, Scotch's figure appeared before Lucas and he thrust his hand coated in aura, but what he met was empty air.

Lucas, expecting the outcome, used Shadow steps and jumped into a nearby shadow.

Scotch looked around after Lucas's figure vanished in the empty air.

"How did he?''

RING…RING…RING.....

Scotch, who searched for Lucas frantically, panicked after receiving a phone call.

Gritting his teeth, he received the call while searching for Lucas's presence.

"Listen to my words first, I swear for Goddess Rebecca, I don't have any bad intentions. I just came searching for help and making a deal of mutual beneficence. I know the person who framed you and killed your group."

Crackkk!

Scotch squeezed the phone tightly, and tracing the voice he found that Lucas was on the down floor near Aaron's office, making it hard for him to make a move.

"Damn!" He kicked the chair in frustration.

Falling into a pinch, and not wanting the secret to be leaked, Scotch could only step back now.

"How can I believe you?"

"I can swear An Oath. I know the words might be difficult to believe as oaths are ambiguous, so we can sign a Mana Contract later. You just need to promise not to harm me and divulge this matter."

A brief silence lingered.

Lucas gasped in anxiety. If the words leaked, and Julian knew Lucas made her a scapegoat, something bad might happen for real.

After getting beaten like a rag doll yesterday, he did not want to go through that experience again.

At least for now.

"Okay, for once, I believe you."

"Take the oath."

"Come here, I swear I will not harm you." Scotch taking a Mina oath, cut off the call and threw the phone, feeling his heart stifle.

The field they work in was laid in danger. He might not be suitable for shadow guard, but with his sharp mind and mastered hacking skills, he played a vital role in many investigations.

That year, The Emperor of Silver Knight asked the shadow forces to investigate a certain matter. Before they could get close to solving the matter, their team was attacked.

Scotch, who oversees intelligence and hacking, stayed in the back to formulate plans and was the only one to escape alive.

Thereafter, he had been hiding here in Cyprus while slowly investigating the person behind this.

CLINK!

Scotch turned his haze towards Lucas, who walked unsteadily.

"Give me some water."

Wiping his sweat, Lucas chugged down the water handed by Scotch.

His vision was still fuzzy, unable to adjust to the influx of light. This was the first time Lucas used Shadow Step.

The moment he stepped into the shadows, the entire world seemed to become dark, and the light was cut off from his sight.

Within the area of 50 meters, Lucas could feel a world of overlapping images of shadow boundaries, and his body sunk in it. As soon as he selected a spot, it didn't even take a second for him to jump out.

Fortunately, Aaron's office was in the radius of the shadow steps, and he had already activated it before Scotch could make a move when he paused his speech.

'Shadow Steps is a great skill. I don't understand why it is ranked F.'

Scotch waited for Lucas to calm down.

Lucas nodded and continued.

"You might already know that the Princess had bad blood with the Silver Knight."

"Eh!" Scotch nodded.

"For safety, The Princess likes to regulate all the forces moving in and out of Silver Knight that could pose harm to Cyprus. You were also on that list."

Scotch can modify his identity and can even hack into the Empire's server, so it was very hard to trace him or find out his origin, so it was even hard for him to believe this.

"This is impossible."

"Why? Do you think you are the god that can't make a mistake? You are just a 4-Star who had been pretending to be unawakened." Lucas snorted.

Scotch's expression faltered, and his hands trembled with anxiety.

Seeing this, Lucas knew his half-baked lie worked. The matter about the list was true, but Scotch's name wasn't on it.

"There was also a note written under your file. It had been found that Count Eddie was the main preparatory behind that event."

Scotch almost collapsed on his seat.

"It can't be. Why… How can that guy do this?"

Lucas sighed in disbelief, witnessing Scotch's expression and spoke.

"The Count along with the Second Prince promoted Black Magicians and Warlocks to attack Cyprus, but their plans were foiled. The Emperor must have asked you to investigate the massacre of Wedenberg. The massacre was done to collect life forms of people to create ghouls."

Originally, after Frederick ties with skies, he would notice Scotch's ability and would make him work under him. In doing so, he was able to get subtle hints about Scotch's past, and during the period of war, his identity was exposed when a squad of Shadow Force from Silverknight met them coincidentally on a mission.

But Frederick protected Scotch from them.

Then investigating a bit, he offered his help to Scotch, who, with Frederick and the entire Duchy's support found out the schemer. Later, when Black Magicians started rampaging across the plain, the incident about Wedenberg along with many other places, came to the limelight.

Scotch knew Count Eddie from quite before. He was a good friend of theirs and one of the brothers-in-arms. He killed them to preserve his and the Prince's image.

It was basic. From Lucas's perspective, there was nothing complicated in this regard, as these two were snakes in human skin.

"If you don't believe my words. Let's visit the temple. We can speak there." Lucas spoke

with a sigh, seeing Scotch's worsening look.

"Allow me some time to process this. And yeah, I will help you with anything you need unless you are something bad."

"What did you think of me? Do I look criminal to you?" Lucas snorted.

"No, but is not, that's what every criminal says and pleads that he is innocent." Scotch muttered helplessly.

Lucas almost stumbled back. He stared at Scotch wondering if this was a joke, but seeing his broken-hearted expression, it seemed reality hit hard.

"Scotch, you better wake up to reality. There is no use grieving over spilled milk.'' Lucas mumbled, walking out.