Chapter 376 - 177: Lemondaff

And so, the group entered Ivan Pharmaceutical’s production complex with ease.

"Alright, out of the car."

Sean was the first one out of the car. He adjusted his collar and headed toward GMP Plant 3.

"Master, there are a lot of people here. Over five thousand," Eleanor whispered.

Sean raised an eyebrow. "So it seems we’ve underestimated our dear Chairman?"

’He’d figured that even with the Wizards from the White Bear Organization, Lemondaff could gather two thousand people at most. After all, the Kovloki Family had tamed many Wizards, breaking their fighting spirit. There were certainly far more than two thousand Wizards in all of Mortana, but he would have considered it a good turnout if even one in ten trusted Lemondaff enough to dare join the fight.’

Elise pushed the door open, and Sean entered the plant.

Sure enough, the place was packed.

The plant had two levels. The second floor was a gallery that wrapped around the main floor. Both the ground floor and the gallery above were packed with black-robed Wizards. Many of them held Magic Wands, a sign that they were not of a low Tier.

"You’re here?"

Seeing Sean and his group arrive on time, Lemondaff walked over. "This is everyone I could find," he explained briefly. "There’s just one person who hasn’t arrived yet."

"This will do," Sean said with a smile. "Honestly, Mr. Lemondaff, you’ve given me quite a surprise."

"And your people?" Lemondaff asked. "Are they all here?"

"Of course." Sean glanced at Elvire and the others. "You met them all last time, so I won’t make introductions."

Lemondaff: "?"

"What do you mean?"

Sean: "What do you mean?"

Lemondaff’s face darkened. "Don’t tell me the people who came to my office last time are all you’ve brought."

Sean tilted his head. "Is there a problem?"

Elise gave a cryptic smile. "Underestimating us again, Mr. Lemondaff?"

Lemondaff took a wary half-step back. "You never said this was everyone."

Sean shook his head with a smile. "Mr. Lemondaff, you’re a Wizard too. You should know that numbers aren’t everything."

’Never mind Elise and Eleanor—with a Forbidden Spell, he himself could easily kill dozens, even hundreds of Low-tier Witch Hunters.’

’To put it bluntly, in a large-scale battle like this, Low-tier Wizards are just cannon fodder. The ones who can truly decide the outcome are those at Tier Five and above.’

Lemondaff understood the principle, but he still seemed unconvinced, asking again, "Is this really all of you?"

Yisha’s eyes widened in a glare. "Still asking? You want a beating?"

But Elvire suddenly tugged on Sean’s hand.

"Something’s not right."

’Asking that kind of question once is enough. It’s not like he’s blind—can’t he see for himself? But Lemondaff kept pressing the point. It didn’t feel like he disbelieved that this was all they had. It felt more like he was trying to confirm that everyone was present, so he could trap them all in one fell swoop.’

Lemondaff noticed her subtle movement. Instead of offering an explanation, a sinister smile spread across his already grim face.

"As expected of Miss Flame Crow. How perceptive."

Elvire: "?"

Elise and the others: "?"

"You know us?"

’This was Sonaros State, not Siracle State. The fact that he knew the name "Flame Crow" said more than enough.’

Lemondaff didn’t answer. He simply continued backing away, a smile playing on his lips. "Didn’t I just say there was one more person who hadn’t arrived?"

"Well, now she’s here."

With that, Lemondaff turned and bowed respectfully toward the second-floor gallery.

"Thank you for your trust, Miss Bofunova."

"Sean, Flame Crow, Dream Builder... all ten of them are in the net."

"I have fulfilled my duty."

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