Three days later, at the Confidential Operations Division's Branch Office on the Atahoka Continent.
Over those three days, neither Iron Crow, the agent from headquarters, nor Saatchi from the Titan Plant Company had sent back any news.
The two seemed to have vanished like stones sinking into the sea, leaving no trace at all. The Branch Office's last information about them ended with Iron Crow's report and his decision to follow White Stone Master and the others into the Star Spirit's Throat.
This situation made them extremely nervous.
According to the Hunter Rider Team's report, White Stone Master had been confirmed killed by Chen Chuan, and the battle had reportedly lasted only a few seconds.
With their opponent displaying such formidable combat strength, it was inevitable that their thoughts would turn to further possibilities.
Jonas Calloway had held meeting after meeting over the past few days, received intelligence from several sources, and managed to consult some veteran Fighters for information. After finishing yet another phone call, he sat in his chair, exhausted and silent.
His assistant approached, placed a cup of hot, invigorating drink on his desk, and said quietly, "Sir, perhaps we underestimated him far too much."
Calloway said nothing. He picked up the cup and took a sip. He knew perfectly well that two Mystic Hall Fighters could not possibly go three full days without sending back any news.
Something must have happened to them. Now he had no choice but to consider the worst-case scenario.
If that was the case, then, including Noah White Stone, whose death had already been confirmed, three Mystic Hall Fighters had been lost in the Star Spirit's Throat. There was also Black Catfish, who had inexplicably disappeared earlier. Headquarters would certainly find these losses unacceptable.
Although he still appeared composed and confident