Loren Could Never Escape

By the stream flowing through the capital, at the Saint Krui Di Monastery estate, on a night when even the moonlight occasionally hid itself.

Bright light shone from behind the curtains on the second floor of the estate.

Lanchi and Talia had spent a long time in the study researching this mysterious pink divine-grade Ultra-Long Range Communication Program-7.

"I can't reproduce this card. Its craftsmanship is so unique."

Talia analyzed the Communication Magic Card in confusion.

She had the feeling that it might even use the principles of some ultra-ancient divine artifact. Its level of encryption was completely unlike the technology of this era.

The one Lanchi currently held clearly had some functions that could not be used.

He checked the communication directory.

Apart from Landry, there were eight other contacts.

"So that means the secret organization Landry belongs to has nine members in total?"

Lanchi muttered to himself, equally puzzled.

The original owner, Landry, was number seven, relatively far down the list, and seemed to have joined fairly late. As a result, there were not many messages in the Communication Magic Card.

Moreover, apart from numbers one and two, the others could not send private messages. They could only chat in the group.

At present, it seemed that—

Number one should be the organization's leader, while number two was the Coordinator who handled affairs on the leader's behalf.

Before long, a new message popped up, drawing Lanchi and Talia's attention.

It had been sent by the contact named "Truth."

Truth (No. 2): That's good. Everyone except No. 4 is in Bulida now. In principle, we can't interfere with or investigate one another, partly for the sake of our own safety.

Truth (No. 2): Still, let's help each other as much as possible.

The other party added another sentence.

"So