Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 779

Chapter 779: Dweezel’s Discovery
“Aeryth…is that you?” Dweezel asked, his voice quivering.

Long had he waited for this moment.

All he needed now was one confirmation.

“Huh? Who else could I be?” the young priestess tilted her head to the right, slightly confused.

After hearing her words, tears streamed down the old snake’s face, followed by uproarious laughter.

“Hahaha! Yes! Yes!!! One step closer to my ideal world!” he exclaimed with excitement.

It was the first time Primo had seen his father lose his composure—or the second, had he been present at the failed ambush on Shye.

Still, he watched his father with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

The old man was undeniably obsessed with certain goals and wouldn’t rest until he achieved them.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck the young priestess’s head, causing her to lose consciousness once again.

“A-Aeryth!” Dweezel exclaimed in alarm, quickly supporting Wendy’s back with his hands.

As he did, her robe slipped slightly, uncovering a hidden crest engraved on the upper side of her chest.

The crest was black and instantly recognizable to Dweezel.

Hadean Varsa!

At that moment, Dweezel was dumbfounded, utterly confused for a moment.

However, the old snake was quickly able to regather his wits.

Seeing that Aeryth was still breathing, Dweezel let out a sigh of relief, quickly followed by a sinister laugh.

“Shye Crowley, who would have thought our fates were destined to collide?”

***

Back at the WAA Valenzia Headquarters, a loud bang was heard from the director’s office.

“WHAT?! HOW DID THE BASTARDS KNOW ABOUT SUCH CRUCIAL AND CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION?!” Belford raged upon hearing the report of one of his aides.

Two of his region’s heroines were ambushed by Sinister!

This could only mean one thing: one of his high-ranking aides was a damned terrorist mole!

Unfortunately, now was not the time to hunt down the rat, as Elysia was recuperating in the emergency room.

It was a miracle she had managed to return in such a dire state.

However, it was quite strange too.

After all, Elysia was already in the terrorists’ clutches.

Why did they let her go? They could’ve killed or captured her as well!

Unfortunately, the reason was bound to remain a mystery to the old director, as he was not important enough in the bigger picture.

Rushing towards the emergency room, Belford slammed its doors open.

“Where’s Elysia?!” He asked in a loud voice.

“Why are you shouting, old man? I’m right here,” Elysia replied, prompting the old man to finally relax as he noticed her lying on the hospital bed, her condition steadily improving.

Aside from a few broken bones—which would take about a week to heal even with the help of medicinal tonics and healing spells from priests and priestesses—her body hadn’t sustained any major damage.

“I apologize, Elysia,” said Belford. “Do you have the energy to recount what happened?”

The mage heroine naturally recounted what happened to the old director, hoping he could send someone to rescue the priestess.

Despite her composed exterior, Elysia’s heart was consumed by fury and turmoil, her worry for Wendy overwhelming.

After finally reuniting with the sister she had longed for, they were torn apart once more—this time by damned terrorists!

“Those bastards!” Belford spat angrily. “Thank you for your efforts, Elysia. Rest now—you’ve earned it. Don’t worry, Shye Crowley has just returned. I’ll speak with him and see what can be done.”

As soon as he left the emergency room, the old director pulled out his mana communicator, dialing a sequence of numbers to reach his most trusted hero.

Shye, just moments away from activating the Hadean Varsa return scroll, paused and retrieved the mana communicator from a small pouch strapped to his hip.

He then made eye contact with Shirley before answering the call.

“You called, director?” He said.

“Crowley, we have another emergency! W-Wendy Primrose of the Immortal Radiance has been abducted!”

At Belford’s words, Shye froze in shock, nearly dropping his mana communicator.

“WHAT?!” He responded in utter fury. “WHO DID IT?!”

The old director was surprised yet pleased at Shye’s reaction, as it meant that he would do everything in his power to rescue the young priestess heroine.

“A-According to Elysia, Sinister was the one responsible for the ambush!” Belford replied.

Of course, Shye instantly knew who kidnapped Wendy, and it was not Sinister.

‘DWEEZEL HAWKINS!!’ he inwardly cursed, gritting his teeth.

He wasn’t able to utter a single word for a few seconds.

It was only after Shye took a deep breath that he was able to continue the conversation with Belford.

“I understand. Leave this to me, Director. Wendy is a close friend of mine, and while I can’t promise I’ll be able to save her, you can be certain that I’ll give it my all.” was what he said, easing the worries in the old director’s heart.

“I’ll be counting on you, Crowley!”

*BEEP*

Meanwhile, Shirley watched her lover with a concerned expression.

From what she had heard, Wendy had been kidnapped, causing her heart to be overwhelmed with worry.

“S-Shye, what happened? Was Wendy kidnapped?” she asked, trying to confirm what she heard.

“Yeah… and it’s most likely Dweezel’s men behind this. He used the same tactic on me—disguising himself as Sinister and framing the terrorist organization for his vile actions.” Shye responded, almost crushing his mana communicator with how tightly he gripped it in utter frustration.

He was deeply concerned that the old snake intended to use Wendy as a subject in his accursed experiments, though he couldn’t quite figure out exactly what Dweezel planned to do with her.

Nonetheless, he had to make his move, and fast!

“Let’s go back to the headquarters for now and discuss this with the old man.” He continued, activating his return scroll.

The next moment, he and Shirley found themselves at the Hadean Varsa Main Headquarters.

Putting on his white mask and urging his lover to do the same, the couple left the teleportation room. They then showed their badges and crests to the guards before heading toward the old man’s room.

Once they arrived, Shye didn’t bother knocking, simply opening the door.

“Old man, I need your help! Wendy has been kidnapped by Dweezel!”