A good person?
For Lulu, the term was undoubtedly ironic to the extreme.
As a spy who had infiltrated the enemy from within to gather intelligence and secretly sabotage them, he had never done a single thing that benefited the Organization. Even some of the secrets Milia and Galadria knew had been deliberately leaked by him.
But considering the Organization's utterly deranged actions on the island over the years, secretly undermining them was practically the same as doing good deeds.
With that thought, Lulu removed his black top hat, smiled, and bowed. "Thank you for the compliment. It was simply my duty. If you don't mind, I'd like to copy these research materials and results and take a set back with me."
"No, that won't be necessary. Because... I never said I would grant you protection in any form." Allen curled his lips into a malicious smile.
Although he did not hold any particularly strong ill will toward this man, whose presence in the original plot had been overwhelming, he did not dare overestimate the moral limits of the country behind him.
Who knew what those ruling classes, who wielded enormous power and possessed boundless ambition, would do after obtaining these materials?
Perhaps they would be like the Organization, find some place, and begin secret research into so-called "perfect" biological weapons.
After all, things like dragon slayers turning into dragons were far too common in the real world. Almost every person who successfully slew a dragon eventually became the very thing they had once hated most.
"What do you mean?!" Lulu instantly sensed that something was wrong.
"Heh, exactly what it says. Haven't you noticed? What Allen wants is not merely the destruction of the Organization. He also intends to cross the sea and launch a War of Vengeance." Teresa