The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 170: correcting naughty boys the crushing move

After getting out of the territory of the weapons specialists town, Clark took a sharp turn, driving to the outskirts of the town. As the town was close to the Landmark border, they were essentially going to the outskirts of the country.

During their discussions back in the day, they settled on taking the simplest and most practical mission. As its location was also the closest to the Landmark kingdom, they readily settled on it.

As it was a level 1 mission, it was not too difficult. For the current them, the mission was simply beans. But they still had to be cautious, as not everything was as they eye saw, complications could arise at any point.

The target of the mission was a pirate soldier. Scarface was the name he was known as. He was only a 1st rank high-grade soldier, so they did not feel any pressure on taking it.

The only thing that could develop to become a problem, was that the man developed a small pirate organization that already had above 50 soldiers in its ranks.

A month ago, the greedy pirate took his organization to go on a raid attack. They slaughtered more than 70 civilians in a small town, that was in the nearby Hashtag Dynasty.

In the end, they succeeded in getting what they wanted, an exotic sword that was in the custody of a retired soldier, who was also the leader of the town.

After the incident happened, the town got furious at the ruthless slaughter. After contemplating the best decision, they finally agreed to pay large sums of money to the Mercenary Alliance to get their services.

As the mission was given for over a month already, mercenaries were already pursuing Scarface to get the bounty.

Despite this guy being just a pirate, he proved to be elusive and extremely intelligent as none of the mercenaries have succeeded in getting his bounty yet after so long.

As Clark drove forward steadily, Emily was focused on her mini virtual projector. She was currently in the Mercenary Alliances online portal.

The mercenaries who were after the target recently gathered in a nearby deep forest, as signs of Scarface were reported to be seen by the local vigilantes. They intended to try and nab this in as their first mission success.

After getting to the edge of the highly modified forest, which now looked like those in adventure movies, they finally parked their car.

Taking such a weak car deep into the woods in pursuit of a pirate was not advisable, they intended to cross the rest parts of the journey on foot.

After coming down, they donned their identical military bags before going into the densely packed forest. They were prepared for this, that was what motivated their adventure-like dress code.

After an hours journey in the forest, where they encountered and killed an exobeast, they finally came before the first resting camp in the forest.

In a large forest like this one that was at the outskirts of the Landmark kingdom, most people and mercenaries tend to come here to get easier and quicker ways to make money.

Resting camps like this one were littered all over the forest, where transactions can be done between mercenaries, and where they can rest to recuperate from exhaustion.

With the perks offered by these camps and bases, some people can decide to spend all their life in the wilderness as life there is freer. There is no war; though there is fear of pirates, it is far milder than the fear of being exterminated by war.

Most of the people and mercenaries who reside here make a living by hunting the exobeasts in the large forest, and also doing mercenary missions like the one they were after.

Though there are a lot of ingredients that can be used to make nutrient packs, exobeasts are still one of the best ingredients. The energy in their body serves as a good nutrient, which is very nice for the human bodys development.

Clark and Emily quickly came before the large resting camp. It was built like a thatched cottage, but with technologically enhanced forest wood. This camp housed 8 large resting buildings.

They did not waste much time on the camp though. They just went there to experience the atmosphere between mercenaries, get more information about the forest, and fill their protesting stomachs.

After doing their business, they asked for further direction before continuing their journey to their intended destination.

About 30 minutes later, after moving across lonely in the forest, they finally met the resting camp that they were after.

Unlike the last one, this one was made using bricks, like buildings from the 21st century. It was much larger than the one they passed previously, housing 15 large resting buildings.

The camp buildings were positioned according to the level of visitors. The one labeled with a 1 and was at the very front, was the best building where most of the mercenaries who came for the mission gathered.

After paying to the camp keepers, Clark entered the building with Emily in tow.

On entering the silent cavernous building, with the only sound coming from the beers being downed by the mercenaries, they drew all the attention immediately.

They did not mind though, as they already reset to their poker expressions. After going through so much in his short journey of life, resetting to a poker face was something as easy as releasing gas to Clark.

Most of the mercenaries looked at them with narrowed eyes, hiding hostility. Every one of them was a competitor, as only one person would get the reward in the end.

The best that the Mercenary Alliance allowed, was sharing the reward between 2 mercenaries who co-operated to finish the mission.

Unlike most of the bunch, the other mercenaries did not give a damn, they all had nonchalant expressions on their faces. These were either the elites or the elite posers.

Bum!! Clark quickly sat down after Emily on the dirty chair that was at the side, causing it to make bum and creak sounds.

After they sat down, the original silence and tranquility returned to the large sitting room.

After another 10 minutes of this, one of the mercenaries who seemed like one of the more well-known finally spoke out.

Its time. By my guess, everyone is here. If you are all ready, we can go at any moment. He spoke coldly while maintaining his nonchalant expression like he was speaking to his subjects.

After speaking, he sat back on his chair. This was when some of the mercenaries finally started standing up to point out others that were not qualified to take part in the mission.

They were already more than 20 in the cavern, which was more than predicted. Having more mercenaries, meant more competitors, so most of them tried means to intimidate others away.

In less than 2 minutes, the weaker and more easily intimidated ones withdrew from the group, leaving them at 12 mercenaries.

A small girl like you is not qualified to compete for a mission with us, scram! It was at this moment that one of the burlier men stood up, pointing his finger accusingly at Emily to emphasize his point.

After he finished, his hand remained hanging in mid-air as no one spoke out in reply to him. Clark kept quiet, Emily kept quiet, everyone kept quiet, making the atmosphere suddenly turn chilly and awkward.

Seeing this, the man suddenly felt embarrassed, but he was not resigned to succumb to a female mercenary he felt was weaker than him.

Who do you think you are to ignore me? Feigning anger, he suddenly closed the distance between them while extending his finger to poke Emilys forehead with his hand intimidatingly.

Seeing this, Clark secretly shook his head. The sages are right; you must meet fools anywhere you go in the world.

As the mans finger got closer and closer to her head, her slightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open as her figure erupted from her chair like an abyssal lord uprising.

Catching the mans finger, she twisted it to unimaginable angles, prompting a scream from him immediately and startling the hell out of the other mercenaries.

As her left hand did this mischief, her right leg in her iconic black and red boots lifted speedily, brushing the wind aside in its wrathful rise. Eyes widened on seeing the abominable trajectory of the kick.

Not in between the legs

Crack!! The chill in the air suddenly decreased again by a few degrees, following the sound of squashing eggs. All the male mercenaries shuddered, before tightening their legs in tandem.

Ahh...!! The man wanted to scream as his legs wobbled weakly, but he could not, as Emily cut his cloth with her daggers before stuffing them into his opened mouth. This made him jerk unsteadily, as he choked from the unexpected move.

With smoother moves than the rest, she just made; her hands dipped into her tactical combat vests pockets to retrieve her other dagger.

Whoosh!! The air vibrated following the speed at which her hand swung about, as 3 bloody lines were drawn on the mercenarys cheeks on both sides. He just got 6 bloody tattooed scars for free.

After doing this, she finally sheathed her daggers back before seating back on her chair gracefully, stylishly, and with class.

Seeing this, despite his poker face, Clarks lips could not help but twitch fiercely. Showoff, why not try that on someone like Arthur?

Thud!! The already unconscious mercenary finally fell back to the floor, as another mercenary who seemed to be his acquaintance rushed forward to help him.

After getting silent approval from Emily, he thanked her repeatedly before carrying his incapacitated and castrated friend away.

As he did this, he still shuddered again, he could just imagine what his friend felt on feeling that precious stuff crushed by a woman.

After this scene passed, absolute silence descended into the sitting room, making it even more grave-like than it originally was. All the mercenaries were shocked, as they tried to take in what they just experienced.

What the f**k? This was their only thought at the moment.

Umm, I think no one has any objections again. Lets go complete the mission. The mercenary who stood up at the beginning finally summoned the courage to stand up, before saying in a far meeker tone this time.

He didnt wait for any confirmation, before picking his bag and going outside. His fragile heart was almost fracturing already.

He was a 1st rank high-grade soldier, but he could not still see the depts of this womans strength. He could not even follow her swift moves; they were too fast and incomprehensible to him.

Is she a 2nd rank high-grade soldier already, or even a 3rd rank high-grade soldier. F**k, then what is she doing here? I have to be more careful in the future.

Following his lead, all the mercenaries stood up to leave the sitting room with far more humble expressions on their faces. Most of them here were normal soldiers, such strength was godly strength to them.

After everybody left, Clark and Emily finally stood up before going outside also.

Nice job there, you taught them some humbleness. But next time, I think you should have more respect for that place you crushed. Clark poked Emily, as he softly muttered to her without blushing.

She still kept her poker face despite this, but she grinned inwardly on finally receiving Clarks praise for the first time. Despite it being against weaklings, she still felt proud of it.

She completely forgot the last part of his sentence.

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