Lord Shadow

Chapter 1558  The Six People

Among the few that Boris considered is Death Monarch and his sister, Katarina.

 Yet, he quickly dismissed the notion that either of them had orchestrated this audacious intrusion.

Especially not Death Monarch

The prospect of Death Monarch masterminding such an incursion is met with scepticism on Boris part.

Their relationship is marked by a profound absence of camaraderie; they were far from being allies.

Boris always harboured a deep-seated aversion to Death Monarch, a sentiment that had festered over time.

Death Monarch is not his friend and he is not his.

And Boris always hated Azief guts

The source of this animosity lay in part due to his sister’s unwavering admiration for Death Monarch, a sentiment that Boris struggled to reconcile with his own emotions. The complex tapestry of his feelings

because his own sister keep pining for him

Probably any man that made his sister fall in love would always be someone that Boris would not like

And like Hikigaya, Boris is certain that Death Monarch remained unaware of Tartarus’s existence. 𝒪𝔳𝐞𝑙xt.𝒸𝚘𝚖

This is not the kind of thing that he pays attention to. After all, you could count the years that Death Monarch is on Earth.

Most of the time, he is on other worlds, having his own adventure.

If not that, he would seclude himself in his Palace in Pandemonium. And his approach to governing has always been kind of laisses faire.

Likewise, Boris held no doubt that his sister Katarina, despite her own strength and influence is equally ignorant of Tartarus’s existence.

If she had been privy to the prison’s secrets, her reaction would have been swift and decisive, and Tartarus would have faced utter upheaval in the wake of her efforts to free him.

Tartarus, formidable though it may be, bore its limitations, even within the scope of Boris meticulous design.

It stood as a testament to his architectural ingenuity, a labyrinthine expanse intended to confine a wide array of beings and potential threats.

However, Boris is acutely aware that not all entities could be adequately restrained by its confines.

The likes of Death Monarch, who had ascended to the zenith of the Divine Comprehension realm, existed beyond the parameters this prison was engineered to encompass.

Death Monarch’s power and mastery over the Laws of the world is of such magnitude and beyond any of his comprehensions and the comprehension of the architect that build this prison

that the very architecture of Tartarus could not hope to constrain him.

The prison’s barriers, though designed with all kinds of magic and protection measure, would undoubtedly crumble under the force of Death Monarch’s might.

His transcendence into a realm that surpassed the prison’s capacity of power, the ceiling of power that this prison could contained rendered him an uncontainable force

As for Katarina, in theory, if she were to become cognizant of Tartarus’s existence, her authority could authorize the release of its captives.

Yet, Boris recognized the disparity between her pursuits and those of politics and imprisonment.

Her interests lay in domains untouched by political intrigue, and his conscious decision to withhold knowledge of Tartarus from her precluded any involvement on her part.

“I’m really regretting that I did not tell her about this prison right now”

As for why he thought that Death Monarch will come, it is because of his sister. But that is another story.

The remaining trio in Boris’s contemplation consisted of Loki, Sasha, and the elusive Lockpick Master.

 Among them, Loki stood out as a figure with an uncanny knack for having his finger in every proverbial pie.

Boris knows that Loki is like a repository of diverse knowledge, with insights into a wide array of subjects.

“And he has the Book” he muttered. Boris knows that after Loki killed the Broker, he took “That Book”

However, Boris found it incongruous to attribute such a conspicuously flagrant and impactful intrusion to Loki’s calculated and subtle modus operandi.

While Loki’s skill set made him a plausible contender, Boris questioned whether Loki’s motivations aligned with orchestrating such an overt operation.

Loki’s typical approach is characterized by intricate manipulation and the weaving of complex schemes.

The brazenness of the prison break seemed to clash with Loki’s preferred mode of manoeuvring within the shadows.

Boris hesitated to attribute this audacious breach to the trickster, sensing a misalignment between the act and Loki’s customary enigmatic methods.

This kind of method suit people like Raymond.

Boris’s conviction grew as he eliminated each potential candidate from his mental roster.

Amid his consideration of Loki, he found solace in the belief that Loki’s involvement is unlikely.

“Owing something to that Trickster is never good.”

 Even if Loki were the architect of this daring intrusion, Boris is disinclined to embrace the idea of being rescued by him.

His intimate understanding of Loki’s character left him with a clear awareness of the trickster’s modus operandi.

Loki is notorious for his selective benevolence, reserving his assistance for those who could offer something of value in return.

Boris harboured no illusion that Loki’s motivation, if he were the orchestrator, would be driven by altruism.

Rather, it would be a calculated exchange, a transaction woven with intricate strings and hidden agendas.

With a deep-seated distrust of Loki’s cryptic maneuvers, if he is saved by Loki, he believe that he would a pawn in the trickster’s elaborate game.

The prospect of being indebted to Loki is a chilling notion that gripped Boris thoughts.

In his estimation, there existed no other thing to him that is more daunting than being beholden to the trickster.

“I would rather stay in Tartarus then throw myself into Loki arms. That would be like escaping from a horde of elephants only to run into the mouth of a lion”

Loki actions has always been shrouded in an intricate web of intentions, rendering his true motives virtually inscrutable.

This inability to decipher Loki’s true intentions bred an acute sense of unease within Boris.

Trust, a fragile and precious commodity, is not something Boris could afford to extend to someone as…to put it politely, tricky as Loki.

The very foundation of trust rested upon a shared understanding and a predictability of actions.

Yet, with Loki, predictability is an illusion, and understanding his true motives is akin to grasping at elusive shadows.

Thus, Boris’s reservations in relying on Loki is very well-founded, stemming from the unnerving knowledge that dealing with the trickster meant embracing the unknown and navigating a treacherous path laden with concealed pitfalls.

Sasha the Nightingale, possessed an air of mystique that defied easy comprehension.

the commander of the Shadow Guards, she commands an assembly of around fifteen thousand, her influence is woven through shadows and secrets, leaving ripples in the tapestry of clandestine operations.

across the intelligence community.

The very mention of her name sent whispers of intrigue echoing across the intelligence community.

While the existence of Tartarus might elude the knowledge of many, Sasha’s position within the intricate web of espionage led to speculation.

It wasn’t beyond the realm of possibility that she concealed knowledge of the prison’s existence behind a mask of feigned ignorance.

After all, Sasha wielded her own brand of secrets, and in a world where information is power, feigning ignorance might serve her plans more effectively than revealing understanding.

Amid the cloak-and-dagger realm she navigated, Sasha herself probably maintained her own clandestine enclave, a black site that hummed with the potency of hidden truths.

 This very endeavour hinted at a deeper understanding of the concealed and the forbidden.

The intersection of her operations and the existence of Tartarus raised the question: Could she truly be unaware?

As the highest authority within the formidable ranks of the Shadow Guard, Sasha is the weaver of fates, orchestrating the intricate intelligence operation all over the world

Her role as commander and the one trusted the most by Death Monarch probably granted her access to a tapestry of knowledge that few could fathom.

With each covert maneuvers and each veiled revelation, she held the strings of a realm that existed beyond the grasp of ordinary perception.

The Shadow Guard, a moniker that conjured notions of fantasy, harboured the essence of a clandestine brotherhood.

Yet, beneath this illusion lay an organization akin to the CIA, draped in the allure of shadows and shrouded in enigma.

Their methods, like Sasha’s own, is defined by secrecy and manipulation, a whisper in the dark.

“But it would not be her. I bet my head” he thought to himself.

However, the notion that Sasha might orchestrate a rescue mission seemed implausible.

 If anything, her intentions might align more with keeping him ensnared within the depths of Tartarus.

To her, his prolonged imprisonment could be a desirable outcome, a chess piece positioned precisely where it suited her agenda.

Considering the intricate web of her machinations, it appeared unlikely that she would take such overt action to liberate him.

 Rather, if Sasha’s influence extended even to the shadows of Tartarus, it could be deduced that she might harbour motives beyond a simple rescue.

the prospect of her personally facilitating his release seemed far from probable.

“So, it would not be her” he muttered to himself

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