Chapter 89: Identity

Night had already arrived in the district as they all returned to the Mazeltov office, which was now completely destroyed.

The flames had been fully extinguished thanks to the firefighters, who had managed to contain the fire before it could spread to the surrounding buildings.

They all walked over the ashes scattered across the floor, with all the documents and furniture completely gone.

“My computer…sniff, sniff!” Emma cried as she hugged the computer, which now had nothing left but its frame.

“Aleph, are the two representatives alright?” Zane asked.

“Yes. They are both safe. But…they decided to withdraw their offer,” Aleph said with a weak smile.

“Sigh…of course they did. They’re not stupid enough to invest in a company being hunted by an underground gang. I don’t blame them,” Zane said.

Lars and Max also looked at the extent of the destruction before Lars noticed a figure lying on the floor.

“What is this?” Lars asked as he nudged the figure with his foot.

“That is a member of Black Maria who called himself Opiter. He’s the one responsible for bombing this place,” Aleph said.

“Then… was he a suicide bomber? So he’s already dead?” Max asked.

“I don’t know.” Aleph shrugged.

“I don’t think so. Even after I cut off his limbs and head, his hand was still able to move and activate the bomb. It’s possible that he was being remotely controlled from somewhere else,” Zane said.

Lars frowned as he looked at Opiter’s remains.

‘Remotely controlled? Then this is much more dangerous than I think.’

Oscar and Benn Strong searched through the ashes for anything that could still be salvaged.

Meanwhile, Ryuken looked at the framed picture of all the Mazeltov members. He picked it up, stood it upright, and wiped away the dust covering it. After that, Zane gathered everyone for a meeting, with all of them standing in a circle.

“First of all, we need to share whatever information we have,” Zane said.

They then began telling each other everything they knew: their enemies, their fighting styles, their abilities, and even their personalities.

“I think Kay Sung, Ferro, and Opiter are the top three hunters of Black Maria. The old men at my place told me they’re all dangerous hunters who stand above the other members. I’ve personally faced Kay Sung twice, and he’s really strong,” Lars said.

“You’re not wrong. He is indeed very talented,” Vega said.

“Even for you, Vega?” Oscar asked.

“I think in terms of raw strength, I’m on par with him. But in terms of Class, he definitely has a better one than me,” Vega concluded.

All the Mazeltov members remained quiet for a while. If Vega, the strongest assassin in their group, said that, then they felt like they had no hope of defeating their enemies. It seemed almost impossible.

Zane, however, suddenly smiled.

“Don’t lose hope so quickly, everyone. We actually have someone who can help us,” Zane said.

“Huh? Who?” Benn Strong asked.

Zane then turned toward Lars. Lars looked at her before sighing. Along the way here, Lars had already known this situation would eventually come up.

Zane already knew his identity and possibly some of his abilities. Besides, he could no longer use his identity to do business in the Dungeon Hub, as he had already been blocked from there.

And most importantly, his Class was a game changer for the current situation. It could completely turn the situation around. He then looked at everyone around him. Each of them was strong and talented in their own way. And if they were given Classes from him, their growth could explode, just like Max’s.

‘This might actually be the perfect opportunity to test how far my Classes can push them.’

Lars had already made his decision. Without saying much, he brought out all the Class Books from his storage and placed them on the floor. These were all Classes he had duplicated before.

Everyone’s eyes widened, except for Max, Zane, and Aleph, who already knew the truth.

“No way! This… this is War Templar! I’ve been dreaming of having this!” Benn Strong said excitedly as he picked up the Class Book.

“Ice Warlock! This is the one that sells for half a million Zents! I can’t believe it!” Oscar was equally excited.

“Battle Reaper… this Class is insane,” Sarah said, unable to hide her excitement.

Then, all of them suddenly stopped. One by one, they turned toward Lars.

“Don’t tell me…you’re actually Anonymous214?” Oscar asked in disbelief.

“Yes. That’s me,” Lars said.

“What?!”

Everyone was shocked. All this time, they had been standing alongside the very person they had been searching for.

“Miss Zane, you knew about this?” Sarah asked.

Zane nodded her head.

“I will give all of you those Class Books for free, as compensation for all the damage that happened. I just hope that all of you can keep my identity a secret from the public,” Lars said.

“For free?! Thank you, Lars!” Oscar jumped with excitement. With this new Class, his offensive power would soar to a whole new level.

“Are you sure, Lars? All of these Classes are worth more than a million Zents,” Zane said to him.

“I already told you. This is compensation for the damage I caused by dragging you into this. However, there is only one person I won’t give any of these Class Books to.”

Everyone fell silent as they listened to his words. They were afraid they had somehow said something wrong before that had made Lars angry with them.

Lars then slowly raised his hand before pointing toward Vega. Everyone turned toward him.

“I need your help to beat Kay Sung. So, I will give you an exclusive Class specifically designed to beat him!” Lars said with a wide smile.

Vega grinned behind his mask.

“I will accept it.”

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Celine was now pacing around her room as she struggled with the effects of drug withdrawal. The Black Maria members had provided her with the drug, but Celine had thrown it away.

She had decided that she would no longer rely on it. Suddenly, she heard a conversation coming from outside the room.

“Did you hear? Thom and the others were beaten by that guy again. I think this is the second time.”

“What was that guy’s name again… Lass? Lars?”

“Lars?” Celine muttered. She then looked toward the room surrounding her. She couldn’t just wait here until Lars arrived.

She needed to do something. Celine clenched her fists as she tried to endure the withdrawal symptoms.

‘If Lars is really coming for me…then I need to find a way to help him.’ She looked around the room, searching for anything that could possibly help her escape.