Amili of the Death Rattle

All thirty-four members of the Destiny Organization's Fourth Special Operations Team had been wiped out, without exception.

The Wetting Conglomerate had lost the Number Two Mechanical Security Force and two Armed Security Personnel.

Without a doubt, this was another major victory for the Wetting Conglomerate.

Yet few within the conglomerate felt happy about it.

The Destiny Organization's actions had made its position clear. These terrorists had no intention of letting the matter rest.

It wasn't that the Wetting Conglomerate feared the Destiny Organization. No one could stand a persistent fly buzzing around them, refusing to leave them alone.

More importantly, the Wetting Conglomerate currently lacked the ability to eradicate the Destiny Organization completely.

They had too many bases, and too many conglomerates had interests tied up in them. Wiping them out would mean being prepared to offend several other major conglomerates.

Jonas knew this couldn't be accomplished overnight, and he had long since drawn up a detailed plan for it.

"Mr. Jonas."

The medical worker who had arrived belatedly spoke with some hesitation.

"Is this young lady the injured patient?"

Pulled back to reality, Jonas looked at the medical worker, nodded, and said:

"Yes. Take her to Wetting's Steltert Hospital... Once she's been treated, send her to Enlis District."

The medical worker hesitated at his words. Only after a long pause did he ask:

"Did you say Enlis District?"

If he remembered correctly, wasn't that one of the Destiny Organization's strongholds?

"Is there a problem with sending someone from the Destiny Organization back to the Destiny Organization?"

Jonas turned his head and asked.

"N-no."

A bead of cold sweat trickled down the medical worker's forehead. He glanced at the girl's body out of the corner of his eye, unable to keep his nerves from rising.

She's with the Destiny Organization?

Those terrorists had always acted without the slightest restraint.

After all, the hospital didn't have the security resources of the Wetting building in Alt. If they learned that a member of the Destiny Organization was receiving treatment at Steltert Hospital, the consequences would be unimaginable.

A bitter smile crept onto the medical worker's face.

This Mr. Jonas really has saddled us with a troublesome job.

The attack ended, and within half an hour, news of it had spread throughout District 25.

Some gloated, some grew wary, and others began reassessing the heir who would soon join the Wetting Conglomerate's board of directors.

The previous incident might have involved some luck, but this time, anyone with eyes could see that the Wetting Conglomerate had laid a trap to draw its enemies out.

Young Master Jonas was still young, but his methods were anything but immature.

Of course, the possibility that someone was advising him behind the scenes couldn't be ruled out.

Whatever the case, this incident had boosted Jonas's reputation considerably once again.

Even the gang members in the Slums had begun discussing District 25's newest power holder.

The Wetting Conglomerate, Alt Branch Building.

Eiffel was tallying the losses caused by the Destiny Organization's attack. Looking at the cheerful Jonas beside her, she said helplessly:

"Mr. Jonas, this is still a building you own. Don't you feel even a little bad about the damage?"

At her words, Jonas smiled and asked in return:

"At least we achieved our goal, didn't we?"

The Destiny Organization probably wouldn't dare trouble him again anytime soon, and he wouldn't have to expend effort setting traps for them.

Hearing that, Eiffel pressed a hand to her forehead.

"But you could have simply ignored those bugs."

In her view, the Destiny Organization was nothing but a disorganized rabble. They couldn't be stamped out, and getting involved with them would only bring more trouble.

Naturally, Jonas couldn't tell her that he was preparing for the future.

The Wetting Conglomerate's structure was already nearing completion, making rapid development almost impossible.

Since it couldn't develop rapidly, he could only approach things from another angle-

By holding back the Destiny Organization's development.

Seeing that Jonas remained silent, Eiffel knew he hadn't taken her words to heart. She could only change the subject helplessly.

"Someone from the Peacekeeping Forces came by. They said they wanted to meet you."

Jonas was puzzled, but he didn't think much of it. He merely asked casually:

"What do they want?"

"Probably something to do with the two recent attacks... Would you like me to turn them down?"

Jonas considered it briefly, then said:

"No. I happen to have a few things I want to discuss with them. Arrange a time for me."

"Of course."

Eiffel was a little surprised, but she agreed nonetheless. Then she heard Jonas continue:

"Who are the Peacekeeping Forces planning to send?"

Eiffel quickly recalled the name and said:

"Yucas Amili. I believe she's the Peacekeeping Forces' newly appointed branch director."

"..."

It took Jonas a long moment to react. With some uncertainty, he asked:

"Who did you say...?"

Though puzzled by Jonas's reaction, Eiffel repeated the name:

"Yucas Amili."

Seeing his somewhat dazed expression, Eiffel frowned and asked:

"Mr. Jonas, do you know her?"

Only then did her words pull Jonas back to reality.

He waved a hand without speaking, but his mind was anything but calm.

Yucas Amili...

Others might not know her, but he was all too familiar with that name.

She was one of the top-tier characters who would one day stand alongside the [Black Valkyrie], and the one with the biggest tits in all the game's character illustrations.

She was known as Amili of the Death Rattle.