"Intelligence?!"
[Fool] sneered and cut him off. "Do you think the Dragon Kingdom would put their very best fighters on paper for the whole world to see?"
"Don't be naive! This man himself is one of the most highly classified secrets in the world!"
[Fool] took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm his violently surging emotions.
He looked at the three faces before him, still tinged with doubt and defiance, and knew that if he did not explain himself today, these three idiots might get them all killed.
"Haven't you always wondered about the truth behind that forbidden incident five years ago?"
"Today, I'll tell you!"
[Fool]'s gaze fell on Yue Changlong again, his eyes filled with an indescribably complex mix of emotions.
"It was all because of him!"
"Five years ago, he stormed our Headquarters beneath the Alps, all by himself!"
"At the time, nine Thrones were stationed at Headquarters, including me!"
"Among them were the previous [Strength], [Chariot], and [Temperance], three elite fighters whose power was closest to the National Authority Level!"
"We all thought it would be a slaughter with only one possible outcome."
"But we were wrong! Horribly wrong!"
At this point, [Fool]'s voice began to tremble uncontrollably.
Those nightmarish memories he had sealed away for five years surfaced vividly before his eyes once more.
"In that battle, he used nothing but his fists!"
"He fought his way from the detention cells on the third basement level all the way to the command center on the seventh floor!"
"He burst the [Strength] Throne's heart with a single punch!"
"He tore the [Chariot] Throne clean in half!"
"The [Temperance] Throne never even touched the hem of his clothes before he crushed their soul with his psychic power!"
"That night, six of [Skull and Bones]'s Twelve Thrones