Outside the street, Gray Mouse looked at Charles with eyes full of admiration.
"So we're just going to let this matter go?"
With a strange feeling stirring inside him, he hesitated for a moment before finally asking.
"Madam Metler's case was reported only as far as the regional director. The secrecy classification is very high, so only those two people know the details. I've already used mental magic to cast the Forgetfulness Spell on them, making them believe the intelligence was false..."
Charles said calmly, "We Reincarnators have power, but that doesn't mean we should act like brutes and use force to solve everything. Of course, we should still make preparations afterward. Move the Metler family somewhere else... Give them new identities and let them live in another country..."
"You're right, boss!"
Gray Mouse was thoroughly convinced. Suddenly, a round of applause came from nearby. "As expected of the Mind King. There are very few Reincarnators as rational and restrained as you these days!"
"Reincarnator?!"
Fine hairs suddenly sprouted all over Gray Mouse's body, transforming him into a monster. He stared at the figure that had appeared out of thin air.
The man wore the Black Clothes Society's standard uniform. His face was pale, and his pupils were an unusual wine red. At the words, he immediately waved both hands. "Please don't misunderstand. I mean you no harm! I just happened to see a few things while passing by. Charles, you remember me, don't you? We had a bit of history back in the Insectoid Race world!"
"Shadow King Oliver?!"
Charles closed his eyes. "I never thought even you would be recruited by the kingdom..."
"The Shadow King?!"
Gray Mouse cried out in alarm and immediately dropped his battle stance.
After all, this was a famous Reincarnator in the Main