Conservatives and Radicals

Richard stood beside the Four-Eyed Person holding the communicator. Around him, every invader, regardless of strength, had collapsed unconscious onto the ground.

Even though Richard and Ulysses were currently using avatars, these little Level One and Level Two creatures were no different from insects to them.

"Ask them. Can they tell me what organization they belong to?"

The Four-Eyed Person looked around in utter bewilderment. Richard and Ulysses had moved so quickly that one second ago, he had been reporting that everything was going smoothly; the next, the entire invading force had fallen to the ground.

"Y-you..."

The Four-Eyed Person pointed at Richard. His emotions were too agitated for him to speak properly. Richard sighed helplessly and flicked his hand, casting Soul Sorcery that calmed the soul onto the Four-Eyed Person.

"I'll ask again. What organization do you belong to?"

Before the Four-Eyed Person could answer, a voice came from the communicator in his hand.

"We are the Fusion Party. Unheard-of powerhouse, where did you come from?"

Richard was slightly startled by the question from the communicator. He had not expected the person on the other end to guess his identity from a single question.

To confirm his suspicions, Richard deliberately answered vaguely. "I came from the East."

"The East?"

On the other end of the communicator, a richly dressed Four-Eyed Person fell into deep thought.

"Could he be some hermit who secluded himself during The Cataclysm?"

To ordinary people, history from before The Cataclysm was an exceedingly niche and obscure field of study. Even if they deliberately sought it out, they would often have their vision muddled by countless vague and unclear accounts. But for secret organizations like theirs, knowledge of pre-Cataclysm history was essential.

As a high-ranking member of the Fusion Party, he knew the history before The