Trident Headquarters.
File Management Office.
The Absolution Hunting Team, having rushed back from Eagle Dragon Hunting Ground covered in dust, was anxiously awaiting the investigation result.
"It's verified now, there are no agents with the code names 'Potato', 'Watermelon', and 'Cowpea' in the Trident London Branch, and none among the contracted hunters... nor at headquarters."
Lewis, the office manager, looked compassionately at the few dejected young wizards before him, comforting them, "This is not your fault. Based on your description, they appeared very professional... I reckon even the old hunters in the Bureau would stumble in such a situation."
"More than professional... they even made us sign a Silence Contract!" Zheng Qing moaned softly, very thankful he was wearing a cat-face mask, which could somewhat lessen their embarrassment at the moment.
"But you're lucky."
