My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 478 We are the shadows of the empire, we are the blades of the empire (Part 1)

The capital of the empire, a gathering place for military hat makers.

At this moment, all the hat makers of the extraordinary rank or above who were not on assignment had gathered at the assembly point, awaiting their next mission.

The Hatters' organization originally didn't have many members.

Especially at this point in time, a large number of people have been deployed to dispel the fog.

Even with the intervention of the Society and the Vatican, a large number of personnel still did not return from outside.

"Delan, do you know what we're going to do later?" a hatter who knew Delan asked him.

After all, Delan was among the first hatters to return from their travels, and arguably the only one.

During the worst of the fog disaster, the Hatter took enormous risks, practically risking his life to explore and restore order.

The first batch of squads sent out were almost completely wiped out, with only Delan's team returning intact from the territory of Aslan.

"You're asking me? I've only been back for a couple of days to rest... But I do know that a new batch of equipment will be issued before we set off."

"The mission might be safer then."

The hatter, who was gathering information, clearly had no intention of giving up. Instead, he leaned close to Delan, who was maintaining his hand cannon and counting ammunition, and whispered, "Aren't you very familiar with the Grand Duke? And you also have a good relationship with Her Highness the Princess."

"Isn't there any inside information?"

“I heard that Her Highness the Princess has left the front-line outposts of the Mist Disaster and returned to Isfar.”

"There's movement on Riskan's side too. You really don't know anything?"

Delan rolled her eyes at her colleague and said indifferently, "It's best not to know too much about things you shouldn't know. Besides, I've been away from His Excellency the Grand Duke for a long time. If I were still by his side, I might know something."

"But now... I'm more interested in what exactly we're here to do."

"The Vatican is hunting down all cultists around the world, especially the Chaos Brotherhood lunatics."

"Moreover, with the combined forces of the elves and dragons, the empire doesn't need to spare extra troops to guard many places."

"The Chalk Wall and Aslan Territory have now become military factories, and the United Society has begun to manufacture weapons and war machines."

"But the fact that they still chose to conscript him shows that the mission is extremely urgent and dangerous."

Hearing this, a helpless chuckle came from beneath his colleague's mask: "Of course we know that... I just want to confirm how high the chances of us coming back are."

"If it's not too high, I'll have to write down where I hide my secret stash of money and put it in my will. The mission allowances I've saved up over the years are enough for my family to live on. Not to mention the imperial pension."

Delan laughed too: "Why not be optimistic? Even if the sky falls, there are always tall people to hold it up."

"Also, don't forget that the gods have reappeared. This time, we are fighting alongside them. Just imagine how future generations will record our story."

"Oh, not only gods, but also demon kings, elves, and dragons."

"This may be the first time the world has been so united."

"This is a great opportunity to become a legend, even if it's just a fleeting mention in a story, even if all that's left in the record is the word 'Hatmaker'."

Even so, your descendants will still have something to brag about.

"Don't forget, even if the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table who followed the Knight King are now down on their luck, it still doesn't stop them from bragging. No matter how badly they've fallen on hard times, they're still just impoverished nobles who can still reminisce about the glory of their ancestors, right?" His colleague sighed, "Fine, take that as you trying to comfort me."

"I'd better go revise my will; I won't have a chance once the meeting starts."

After he finished speaking, his colleague left the waiting room, and the room, which had become somewhat lively because of his inquiry, fell silent again.

All that remained were the sounds of wiping hand axes, maintaining hand cannons, and counting ammunition.

Ten minutes later, two figures walked in through the door.

When Delan saw the two people enter, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Everyone, check your equipment. Assemble at the training ground in three minutes. After receiving your new equipment, board the airship and depart immediately!"

The speaker was the leader of the Hatters, codenamed Hatter, who was also a warrior of the ninth-ring legendary rank.

Even though he may appear to be a harmless, bespectacled, and polite gentleman, he is in fact the empire's most powerful assassin and intelligence master in the shadows.

Therefore, he rarely appears directly in front of the hatter; he only makes a suitable new hat for the new hatter when the hatter starts working.

After all, the hatters were actually directly commanded by the royal family, and the leader also had things that only the leader could do.

It was his appearance that made everyone realize the extraordinary nature of this mission.

Although the woman standing next to the hat maker was a stranger, she was clearly no ordinary person to walk into the conference room alongside her.

Everyone sprang into action the instant the order was given, leaving the waiting room in an orderly fashion, with the hat maker also taking the lead.

In the end, only Delan and Amya, who had followed the hatter into the waiting room, remained in the room.

"Surprised?" Amy laughed. "You didn't really think I was just a branch manager, did you?"

"Have you ever wondered why such a large organization as the Hatters would have a separate branch in Isfar?"

Delan was speechless for a moment after hearing this, and could only ask with a forced smile, "Mother... what exactly is this mission about? Why has even the hat maker appeared?"

Amya laughed: "This is doing something for His Highness the Grand Duke. For the Empire, for humanity, for this world."

"As for what it's supposed to do... to be honest, I don't really understand either. It seems to be to assist in the inscription of some kind of spell and the installation of devices."

"Not only us, but elves, dragons, and even demons will act together. They'll just be responsible for different areas."

"The various levels of the empire's administration have also received orders, and they will carry out those tasks as well."

"What we need to do is connect those strange patterns together and make the things created by Master Toran and Master Russell's joint institute work."

"Let's go, it's time to set off after we get our gear."

Delan suddenly realized: "Grand Duke Roland's plan... What does that man intend to do?"

“I don’t know.” Amya looked a bit troubled. “Not to mention him, even Master Toran and Master Russell, who were in charge of manufacturing the device, don’t know.”

"However, according to them, what they developed is essentially a high-efficiency energy transmission network."

"I don't understand the specific effects, but I heard them say that once it is successfully deployed, the person inside the device can instantly transmit their power to the area covered by the energy network."

(End of this chapter)