Report - Solet' Luna
After learning about the failed strength potions, I suddenly got an urge to experiment with it. Compared to the confusing demons, these slimes case looked too pleasing.
However, I don't really believe that the only thing they were doing was creating those failed potions. After all, they did the experiments in some unknown hidden location. Is it really that simple? With the increasing amounts of chaos in the past recent days, I reckon that something must be going in the dark.
So, in the middle of the dark, I went to the location marked by Vor. The amounts of guards had increased from the previously reported one. It looked like the news had been leaked. When I arrived, someone was ordering the guards to move their belongings out. My guess is that they were preparing to change their hideout after the first one was leaked.
Then comes the main event. While I was contemplating how to get inside to find some more secrets, a soft sound of a carriage echoed around, and before long, the carriage stopped in front of the house. Despite trying my best, the darkness had hidden most of the features of said carriage. The only thing visible was a golden silhouette of a rose-like symbol. On the surface of the black carriage, it looked otherworldly and mystical.
Before the carriage's door was open, two figures appeared from behind the carriage and opened it for the person inside. The two presumably bodyguards wore a unique uniform not like any others I had ever seen, at least not within the Scribel City. Just like the carriage, only the golden rose was visible under the guise of the darkness.
As if they had just noticed the arrival of the carriage, the same person who was ordering the guards shouted something, and a man was dragged out from the house by two other guards. They forced him to kneel before the carriage, in front of its door. Although I could not see anything, I could only presume that the man's identity was Donald.
Only then did the most anticipated person stepped out. Unknown gender, concealed under a black cloak. The person was holding something and took a puff out of it, exhaling a cloud of gas. Everyone around them lowered their head, awaiting the person's order.
The actions repeated for a while, and after the fifth time, the person finally threw the stuff away and said something to 'Donald'. I could not hear anything from this far, but the sheer terror in his face, as well as the repeated bowing of Donald, had fully expressed his despair. In the end, the Golden Rose bodyguards took out a small dagger and cut his throat open, not letting Donald have any chance to beg for mercy or scream. After stabbing his heart to make sure, the bodyguards finally stopped and returned to the figure's side.
After that, I slowly retreated from my hiding spot, and after making sure that no trace of me was left, I ran as fast as possible to my room and quickly wrote this report.
If possible, please conceal my name from this report, as this is a huge risk on my end. Goodness, first demons, and now underground organization? This world is messy.
