Published: March 2, 2025
Inside the Neerles Security Bureau, there was a flurry of activity. The work of the Security Bureau was crucial; there was no formal military within the Demon Palace, so the Security Bureau naturally took on some of the military's responsibilities. They were akin to armed police, maintaining the safety and stability of the Demon Palace.
In stark contrast to the busyness outside, Thalass's office was unusually quiet. As a level one investigator, Thalass did not need to concern himself with trivial matters; he only needed to handle significant events that could impact the safety of the Demon Palace.
For instance, the invasion of outsiders...
He sat back in his chair, eyes squinted, seemingly dozing off while his thoughts churned continuously.
An invasion by outsiders... Such a major event had not occurred in a very long time. When was the last time? Oh...
It seemed to be before he joined the Demon Palace Security Bureau...
Memories stirred quietly, and Thalass slowly recalled the information he had once reviewed. After a while, he straightened up, picked up a pen and paper from his desk, and began to write swiftly.
"Negative 911th Floor of the Demon Palace, abandoned research institute, previously an unnamed research facility of the Demon Palace, became the main interception battlefield during the invasion of outsiders over a thousand years ago, resulting in the death of 32 invaders, including 5 eleventh level strongmen and one escapee named Ling. After the great battle, the abandoned research institute became a place unsuitable for further application due to chaotic spatial currents; originally 28 spatial passages leading to lower levels, only one remains."
At this point, he paused slightly, recalling his brief encounter with Director Agu. After a moment, Thalass smiled gently.
It truly was a good opportunity to capture the invaders then, yet the disparity in strength made Thalass hesitant to act recklessly. What followed felt entirely natural.
The soul system strongman known as Wen Yu withdrew, likely having found what he sought. On the surface, this operation appeared to have completely failed, yet upon shifting perspectives, everything seemed to take on a new twist.
Perhaps it was not a twist but rather some inevitability.
The enemy’s objectives had been confirmed, and their overall strength was also established. All that remained was to set a trap on a necessary route leading to the origin pool; these invaders would certainly rush in, driven by their greed—this is the irreconcilable open conspiracy. Either you abandon the operation and leave the Demon Palace quietly, or you make a forceful breach; there is no second choice.
And since these guys had already entered the Demon Palace, surely they would not simply give up their operation without trying, right?
Recalling the personality traits described in the intelligence provided by Feirnas regarding the leader, Thalass shook his head with a smile, dismissing the possibility of them withdrawing without a test.
A simple waiting game, yet the effectiveness could only be described as exceptional.
For it was not the thieving invaders who held the initiative but rather the Demon Palace Security Bureau, which relied on the strength of the Demon Palace.
Thus, Thalass continued to write.
"The remaining number of invaders has been confirmed to be 4: Wen Yu, Bai, Ye Nan, and Leogua. Among them, there is one eleventh level strongman, whose power is at the lower tier of level eleven, and three level sevens, among which Wen Yu's actual combat power is at the upper tier of level eleven, Bai is unknown, and Ye Nan... is surprisingly weak. Overall strength evaluation is extremely weak!"
After writing this, Thalass contemplated for a moment and added a few suggestions.
"Recommend deploying 4 high-level eleventh level strongmen, along with additional staff to respond to this invasion incident. Signed: Thalass, level one investigator of the Demon Palace Security Bureau."
After finishing, Thalass set down the pen and paper, gently blowing on the sheet, watching as the pristine white paper seemed to dissolve into thin air. Once everything was completed, he stood up, donned the coat hanging on the rack, and strode out of the office with confidence.