292 No Rest For the Wicked (1/2)
UNS Singapore, Captain's Quarters
”Is this report true?” Blake asked as he read through the paper document with red stamps of 'Top Secret' stamped here and there.
Intel Officer Tavor nodded. ”As much as info I could gather from the boy.”
”But there is no way for us to verify the truth,” He added.
”If what he claims is the truth,” Blake put down the report. ”It could change the war totally for us!”
”Yes, Sir,” Tavor replied. ”But as I said, we can't deny nor verify the facts. He could be spinning a tale for all we know.”
”Even with a truth stone?” Blake asked.
”If the person under the truth stone strongly believes what he is saying is the truth,” Tavor explained. ”The truth stone will only show that the person is telling the truth.”
”It is not a fail proof method,” Tavor continued. ”If the person was subjected to brainwashing... whatever he or she says will show up to be the true cause, he or she has been led to believe in it.”
”And the boy has been working with Raman and his gang for quite some time, we do not know what had done to the boy during their time together,” Tavor added. ”But we did manage to verify one point of his story, which was the time he spent on board a merchant ship called the 'Wave Dancer'.”
”We managed to rescue one person from the landing party,” Tavor said. ”And that person has now joined us as our shipwright. He verified the part of the boy on board the ship and even recognized him.”
”Interesting,” Blake rubbed his chin. ”Can we use the boy for our own political ways?”
”Hard, Sir,” Tavor replied. ”The boy has not much influence with any of the prominent Lords of the Empire as he stated.”
”He does have an uncle that favors him, but he appears to be in the level of a mid bureaucracy role within the Empire,” Tavor gestured to the document. ”Influence wise, not much.”
”Alright, keep digging,” Blake nodded. ”Find out everything you can on the boy, his relatives and who is sympathetic to him.”
”Yes, sir!”
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Airspace North of Orwell's Point
Blue Thunder gently rode the warm air currents as he and his crew patrolled the region, on the lookout for any Imperials
Before them, the shoreline of the Source Sea spread out as far as the eye could see. The freshwater lake was massive almost like a sea of its own, sparkled under the sunlight.
”Boss, boss...” Blue Thunder called out. ”Why do you think Ras is ignoring me?”
”Of course she is ignoring you dense piece of dragon shit!” Flight Sergeant Stamford muttered. ”She was expecting you to save her cause you like her or something, not because of duty!”
”Oh, but I do like her!” Blue Thunder sighed. ”Its was a misunderstanding!”
”Well, tell that to her,” Stamford shook his head. ”Explain it, with... erm... some gifts that dragons would like!”
”Eh?” Blue Thunder tilted his head and folded his arms as he lazily glided in the air. ”What would a red dragon like? Fresh meat? Gold? Monster ivory? FLOWERS?!”
”Can't help you there, mate!” Stamford laughed. ”I'm not a pro with chasing dragons!”
”Maybe I find some nice dramas for her,” Blue Thunder sighed. ”Maybe it will cheer her up!”
”Sure thing,” Stamford patted Blue Thunder's side. ”Okay, focus on the patrol now.”
”Okey dokey...” Blue Thunder sighed. ”I think I see something there...”
”What is there?” Stamford asked, alerted.
”Looks... like ships!” Blue Thunder moaned. ”Why... can't we have a nice patrol without seeing anything!”
”Get us closer!”
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Orwell's Point, Marine Command
”So we got a whole invasion fleet just beached offshore north of us?” Joseph clarified. ”How many troops? Which faction?”
”Estimated twenty thousand,” The operator replied. ”Imperial.”
”Rothschild?” Joseph frowned. ”Hmmm, how far away are they?”
”Roughly 2 days march away,” The operator reported. ”Dragon One reports majority as infantry.”
”Drop an UAV over,” Joseph ordered. ”And bring the alert level up to orange!”
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Magister's Thorn Lab
”Where is it?” Thorn opened pulled out another drawer and ransacked the contents inside. ”Where has it gone to?”
He searched fanatically high and low, all over his workplace, even the sofas were overturned. ”Howdid I misplaced it?”
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He paused to take a breather as his room was turned upside down by his mad search. ”I know! Dr. Sharon was here the last time!”
Quickly leaving his room, he dashed out towards Dr. Sharon's workplace and found her hunched over some paperwork in her office.
”Dr. Sharon!” Magister Thorn panted. ”Did you take it?”
”Take what?” Dr. Sharon paused in her work and gave Thorn a quizzed look.
”The vial blood!” Magister Thorn asked. ”Rastraz's blood!”
”Huh?” Dr. Sharon gave a confused expression. ”I did not touch it at all...”
”But... but...” Magister Thorn flopped down on one of the chairs in the office and looked deflated. ”It's lost!”
”Are you sure you did not misplace it?” Dr. Sharon looked at the disheveled Thorn and asked gently. ”Did you put in your room?”
”No.. no...” Thorn sighed. ”I checked and searched everywhere! Someone must have taken it!”