Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Ring~

The telephone phone and several people placed their hands on their lips, with some others tracking the sound's location. It was Camilla. [Alright boys, no need to fret. The President is in safe hands and will be coming back to Office in 3 days. He was badly hit, and for his safety, as well as the safety of the Red House, we won't be returning anytime soon.]

[... Of course if you all would like to confirm his state, you can call contact safehouse 003 for updates.]

Hm? Safehouse 003? Several people immediately passed through the Safehouse's database with fast hands. All everyone in the room could hear were the sounds of keyboards clicking away. Again, Wiggins and the rest asked: Where were your expertise when the Red House was getting hacked left, right and center? Even these professionals couldn't understand how the attack on the Red House happened. Could it be that they had lost bits of their memory that they didn't even spot intruders venturing into the country's safest place? "Sir, we found footage!" Someone announced, making everyone crowd around him. There, they saw Camilla and another youthful man carefully taking the pale looking president Ghant to Safehouse 003.

As per protocol, their identity was first verified. And even the president's eyes, fingerprints and other aspects were checked. Yup. That was definitely the president. Facial scans and matching also proved that he was. It's just that his pale and morbidly twisted face made them doubt for a second that it was him. But the faces of the disciples and elders turned grim when staring at the so-called Mr President who needed to heal. That's not him!.

Wiggin's eyes flickered thoughtfully.

"Yes, he's in good hands. But can– never mind. Just get up." Eh? The experienced staff stood up in confusion, not knowing what Wiggins wanted to do. Hey, he was one of the top hackers within the Red House, and possibly within Vardos. His skills were unprecedented, and he dared to say that none of these military people would be able to do any better at his job than him. Well, that's how he thought, until Wiggins's hands began to chaotically fly over the keyboard so fast that it was leaving confusing after images behind. Blam! Someone fell off their seat and wiped their eyes exaggeratedly, not believing what their 2 eyeballs were recording. Are the military so bad-ass now that they're so good in not only physical combat but hacking too? The other disciples and elders weren't surprised by Wiggins' ability. As the Grandmaster said, it would be unfair for any exorcist to take a regular mortal examination with a normal mortal. While within the Academy, don't think that they left behind all worldly studies. Technology and other worldly matters must still be learnt. In fact, it's mandatory for Exorcists to learn other core aspects but involving exorcism, or else how will they be able to accurately track down and gather information about potential targets and locations? From Geography to History and even Hacking, everyone was advised to stay 1 or 2 days after completing missions to head to public libraries to learn a thing or 2. Of course, Wiggins recalled word for word and page for page, several fundamental and advanced books on hacking. But it was only after 5 months that his skills had grown to his current level. It might have been shorter if he just focused on reading and preparing without doing his exorcism duties and cultivating in the academy. Again, it was paramount to know that learning any mortal subject was far easier than mastering a cultivation skill or performing an exorcism. There were too many magical and mystical elements and heavenly truths one must realize when it comes to exorcism compared to learning a mortal skill that was plain and quite easy to grasp for those who had more 'advanced photographic and widened' brains. Most importantly, while studying, they also created their own codes and aspects particular to them.

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Clack-clash-clack-clack-clack~

Everything happened so fast in just under 10 seconds. Soon, Wiggins paused on a page for another 2 seconds, before wiping everything clean

… At this point, they wanted to know what it was he had been looking at. Can they say that 2 seconds was not enough time for them to catch a glimpse at whatever it was? And where were these people going now?

The group of Red House IT techs, hackers and top notch security personnel, looked at each other, confusion, shock and helplessness still evident on their faces. But why exactly were they helpless? "What— Am I dreaming? When did this guy put an encryption on the president's signal? And how come I've never seen it before?"

Words alone couldn't describe the atmosphere in the room. In the meantime, Wiggins and his group had already left the Red House, leaping and rushing through the streets. It didn't take long for them to traverse through the vast City, reaching the outskirts in a twinkle of an eye. Coins were immediately tossed into the air. Before they touched the ground, several people whispered short spells that created a barrier around the broken down, abandoned home before them.

This was not the Safehouse shown on the video at the Red House. It seemed the President's phone signal disappeared out here. Creak~

The floorboards cried every time he advanced into the rigedy home. They could have chosen to move stealthily, but didn't bother to mask their presence while here. Searching the place from top to bottom, they found no entities lurking in the dark. However, the foul stench that had infected the walls and even the floors was hard to miss with their eye-eyes wide open. There was no mistaking it. They were in the right place..

"Elder Bewoh, Elder Chan-ki… We found something!" Oh? Bewoh and Chan-ki calmly walked down into the basement, accompanied by Wiggins and the others. The basement was filthy and covered with dust and spider webs. Everything looked like it had hardened been touched for ages, except for the massive mirror at the far. Even a mortal might feel memorized by the air of mystery surrounding it. The longer one stared at it, the longer they would feel there must be something magnificent about the mirror, perhaps history or heritage. Perhaps it belonged to some King or Noble in medieval times… Such thoughts will flood the minds of normal mortals who glimpse at the current mirror. For Wiggins, Julius, Berry, Harry, Dalahali, and the others, they stared at the mirror with perplexed thoughts. they had an inkling of what was to come, but have never actually dealt with such situations before. Only Bewoh and Chan-ki had calm demeanors.

"I'm sure you all have read about the mirror world and the Shadows… Some of you have also monetarily seen your Shadows, but have never actually visited the shadow world. However–" Bewoh paused. "I must warn you all that as exorcists, our shadows also grow stronger, the stronger we grow. They might know our skills, but their fighting prowess might not be underestimated!" There was suddenly tension in the air when several people recalled the silhouette they had once glimpsed on severally in the past. It was rare for them, who have practiced the art of having a calm mind, body and heart, to feel uneasy. But can you blame them? The enemies they were about to face were their very own shadows, the shadows knew where they were at every time for the day. Fortunately, the Grandmaster had said that once within the Academy's grounds, their shadows become oblivious to whatever it is they're doing there. Everyone swallowed hard, watching Bewoh and Chan-ki step forward to guide them. Bewoh's eyes scanned the group. "Only 6 will be going on with me… the rest will stay with Elder Chan-ki to keep the portal open." Chan-ki nodded. "At our current strength, we can indeed keep the mirror world open for hours. However, the creature that did the swap will notice… So, we only have 20 minutes to go in and out. No more, no less!" Why 20? Normally, such a creature might notice a breach to its mirror barrier within 5 minutes. However, it had just done the swap between President Ghant and Ghant's shadow. It needs to focus its energy on ensuring that the shadow is well Vitalizer and cocooned while in the human world. Know that only after President Ghant's human world essence is dissolved within the shadow world, can the shadow walk merrily without true control in the human world. Now, Ghant's shadow can't move much, and practically lies around like a dead body. But in 3~4 days, it will have rosy cheeks and look completely human because Ghant in the Mirror world would have long lost his Mortal spark, absorbing the essence of the mirror world instead. By that time, the other shadows would be able to devour him and kill him cleanly. Wiggins, Dalahali, Berry, Julius, Harry, and another, were chosen to follow Bewoh in. The rest would stay with Chan-ki. "Remember, they will try to drag us in till the very end..." So be careful.

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