ngela observed Garen’s expression closely as she explained. She found out that Garen was genuinely surprised as if it was his first time hearing such a common knowledge. This shook her assumption of Garen being a mixed between an Everlasting Being and human.
"What species are you guys mixed with?"
"We are mixed with the white dog’s bloodline. Once you have absorbed the bloodline, you can live for a maximum of 300 years and about two hundred years on average, which is about 145 years of increased lifespan. You can live for more than two hundred years if you incorporate a series of Essence Locking Techniques."
"White Dog Man…" Garen was said aimlessly, as he had lost interest after hearing such a bloodline. With the talent he possessed, there was no need for him to obtain such a thing. He had reached the utmost limits of a human being before the age of 20. There was no rush for him to pursue such a thing as he still had at least seventy to eighty years to explore his options.
"What about the origins of the telekinesis from the Immortal Palace?" He asked a question that he had been very curious about.
"The Immortal Palace represents the bloodline of the Everlasting Beings. They are the last remaining organization which consists mainly of tainted half-breeds, so it is common for them to have special abilities. Furthermore, the majority of those humans, including those tainted half-breeds, would do whatever it took to kill the Everlasting Beings and obtain the Blood of Eternal Life. Once the tainted half-breeds were revealed, they would be in an unimaginable state, like becoming a experiment subject or a blood slave. Flamingo and Sylphalan, the powerhouses of the Immortal Palace, are prime examples. Both of them are tainted half-breeds, and their family members were mercilessly murdered. They have an insatiable hatred towards human kind."
She stopped for a while and continued.
"The Immortal Palace consists of five people in total. Now that Duskdune Shura has left due to his severe injury, there are only four left. All of them have their own secret organizations under them. Flamingo and Sylphalan have revealed their identities to the public, and we also know that Ghette, the general of Weisman, is one of them as well. Unfortunately, the last member is still in the dark."
Garen stroked his chin as he processed the information he had obtained in his mind. He recalled Celine stating that the Immortal Palace initially had five members and there are currently four as one of them had left the group. This matched the information Angela had given.
"Alright, what is the Behemoth Gate’s motive? You used Rosetta to lure me here so that Clark and the Killer Hunters Squad may attempt to murder me. What do you want?" Garen finally brought the issue up.
"I think you know why. We are after the Blood of Eternal Life that you are hiding." Angela confessed.
"Unfortunately, I am not a carrier of the Blood of Eternal Life." Garen shrugged. "There are a lot of humans with strong talents too. It’s not just the tainted half-breeds."
"No one will believe that." Angela helplessly smiled.
"This can be proven by using the detecting device, right?" Garen needlessly explained.
Angela’s eyes were wide open as she couldn’t believe what she heard.
"Why are you staring at me? I am born from a normal family. I don’t have any Blood of Eternal Life. All of this information can be obtained with some research." Garen explained.
Garen didn’t stay long since he had obtained enough information. He went back to the study room through another prison tunnel.
The eighth Golden Hoop was already sitting inside the room serving himself drinks from the pot of hot coffee on the table in front of him.
When he saw Garen, he silently took out a roll of dark red paper from his arms, and used a white porcelain cup to hold it down, placing it on the table..
Garen sat in front of the eight Golden Hoop, taking the cup and open the roll of paper.
‘Nominating NO.9 as Province Galantia’s regional director. Granting authority to mobilize all stationed military within the province.’ With a stamping at the back, ‘Golden Hoop Headquarters’
Garen understood intention of the piece of paper in his grasp.
"Is this prepared specially for me?"
"Yes." The eight Golden Hoop replied. "The upper management needs to evaluate your performance. If you can finish a small, specific task, you will have the authority to secretly mobilize the military of this province. Galantia’s chief commander and most of the commanders are our people."
Garen understood that the Golden Hoop wanted him to continue staying in the organization as his value had increased. It is also probably that they wanted him to depend on the organization’s power. Judging from the looks of it, it was so powerful that influencing the country leaders was no problem.
No. It might be the opposite, where the country leaders were planning to use him through the Golden Hoop. It was definitely a possibility.
"What do you want me to do with such authority?" Garen asked as he put down the paper.
"Just to clean up some trouble for the government." the eighth Golden Hoop smiled. "Although this is equivalent to hiring a mercenary, we won’t mobilize you most of the time. It would considered remarkable to receive a task once in a few years."
"I need something solid. I do not want these vague answers." Garen knew that with his strength, he could not live a good life even without the Federation’s support. Hence he didn’t oppose such headhunting.
"How about a mission once every three years?" The eighth Golden Hoop had obviously reached an agreement with the upper management. "The success rate of the mission must be at least fifty percent and the government will supply you the necessary monetary resources."
"Fine." Garen wasn’t stingy at all. It was preferential treatment to him as the best among the grandmasters of combat, to have a mission only once every three years.
Firearms, which were once a threat to him were no longer so, due to his rapid growth.
It showed that the government was experienced in these affairs, based on their arrangements. They were able to protect the country when needed, by gathering enough power from the citizens even with regulations this loose. It was similar to an arrangement of hiring bounty hunters.
Garen, who was seated well, poured himself a cup of coffee and surmised his recent lifestyle.
From studying sincerely in Huaishan City to finding the Antique of Tragedy. He initially thought that he could study in a university and find a job after graduation while slowly climbing up to the top of the martial arts world with his talent. It was unfortunate that things had changed so quickly.
He had unknowingly made a name for himself by helping Su Lin with his troubles since he had owed Su Lin two favors. He was also made known in the time the Immortal Palace invaded, and the changes to his master’s dojo.
He had reached the highest level in the martial art world in a very short amount of time.
Now that he had taken over the White Cloud Gate, he had become an important person in the eyes of the government, as he was also in a powerful organization in the martial arts world.
Garen felt surreal recalling these events. Practically speaking, he hasn’t even reached 19 yet, he was barely 18.