The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 440: leaving for the mission

Master, please I want to tag along.

Albert pleaded again for the umpteenth time since he got the news that his master was about to go on another dangerous mission.

Whenever he remembered Clarks stories about his adventures in the Everest, he always felt a yearning in his heart to experience the same. He wanted to fight and kill exobeasts, he wanted to experience such thrilling encounters.

Unfortunately, his master kept on refusing adamantly to take him along.

Master, please

Nah, the Sahara is too dangerous for a soldier like you.

Hearing that sentence that always left his head billowing with smoke again, Albert shifted angrily, pouted his lips before forcefully sitting down.

Seeing his expression, Clark laughed. Do you know how funny you look with that expression? Youre a big man you know, stop being so childish.

Instead of whining, use this period to train hard and become a 3rd rank high-grade soldier before I come back. That way, you would not miss other interesting adventures in the future.

As Clark chided his student, his hands were busy as he arranged the few clothes that he would be taking for his mission inside his bag.

He already arranged all the weapons and gadgets that he would need for the mission. For those that he didnt have and were recommended by the Calibri Intelligence Agency, they secretly provided it for him.

Just like every other person that was close to him, he didnt tell Albert his real reason for taking on this mission.

According to a certain wise man, the fewer people knew a secret, the more secure that secret was. To not complicate matters, he decided not to tell a single soul about the real purpose of his mission.

Hearing the last word that his master said, Albert was stunned for a moment before he raised his hands to his chin in thought. Master.

Yes, speak.

Do you think I have a chance of becoming a 3rd rank high-grade soldier before you come back?

Clark turned and flashed him a smile. Nothing is impossible.

Hearing that, his eyes lit up as fantasies started being created in his mental world. The more he imagined, the more excited he became as he could already see himself at the top of the world.

Then, like he suddenly came to a realization, he deflated. Youre doing this just to make me stay behind, right?

Clark kept looking at him with an amused expression now on his face. What did you think of before?

Damn! Youre a wicked master.

Amid Alberts whining, there were 2 knocks on the door.

Come in. Albert and Clark said at the same time as they already knew who was the one knocking so early in the morning.

Entering the room, Rose swept a glance at her boss then at the mischievous Albert. Seeing the black bag, she already understood that the time was here.

Boss, youll be leaving this morning?

Yeah, its obvious.

What of the commissioners, have you informed them of your plan.

Clark suddenly froze, then he facepalmed. Damn, I forgot.

While he rushed to get his communication device to contact his head commissioner, Rose expertly went towards the black bag and started meticulously arranging the other clothes.

None of the clothes were conventional ones. Due to the treacherousness of Clarks destination, all the clothes that he prepared for the mission had some mechanical function in them.

He needed water in the desert, he needed to keep himself warm in such a super-hot environment, and he had daily necessities also.

These clothes were not a jack of all trade, but they all had useful functions that would help him during his duration in the treacherous Desert.

A few minutes later, Clark came back having spoken with his commissioners.

King called. He casually spoke to the 2 people in his room.

Oh, what did he say? Albert asked curiously.

Of course, it was just some random talks to keep himself from getting bored like always and he also talked about my mission.

As Clark explained, he placed the finishing touches in his bag, before patting to indicate that he was done.

Thanks. He flashed a thumb up at Rose who waved her hands in acknowledgment that it didnt matter.

She led the both of them downstairs to the garage. To prevent unnecessary complications, none of Clarks workers knew of their employers recent mission.

After entering one of his exotic cars, Clark waved at Rose with a bright smile on his face as Albert put pressure on the accelerators, driving him smoothly out of the mansion.

As he was driven through the streets of Vatican City, he leaned back on his chair as he looked at the city that was still in the initial stages of recovering from the war.

After a lot of efforts on the governments part, the dying optimism in the city was already recovering slightly.

As was normal after every major war recorded in the republic, more young boys and girls were enrolled into military training bases with the motivation to become soldiers.

When Clark saw the statistics a few days ago, a complicated feeling engulfed his heart as he faintly felt like he was seeing his old self.

Just like these teenagers, his yearning to become a soldier was also sprouted after the invasion war by the Mocan republic then.

He still remembered when the news came to him that his parents died to Mocan soldiers after safely tiding through the invasion war.

Then, he felt lost, confused, and a little afraid. But now, he was no longer that young teenager, he was now the one who protected other teenagers from losing their parents prematurely.

He closed his eyes, letting all these memories fade away. Right now, the war was already gone, what he wanted to focus on was his mission.

After being separated for years, he finally had a chance of reuniting with Sonia. To be sincere, he felt a little nervous, he didnt know what her current situation was nor did he know what her reaction would be on seeing him.

In the end, he simply erased all these from his heart and focused on the present. He would do his best to find and rescue her, after doing that before he would think of any other thing.

With such a mindset, his thoughts became harmonious again. Not long later, Albert drove him to the airport.

He bumped fists with him before turning to enter the airplane that was already verified to take off.

He was off to the Nirmir Republic.

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