The 10 Legendary Swords
The Eye Group Headquarters

"Arav, try to think clearly. How could you try to get into enemy territory?" Viscount Ariville shook her head.

He repeatedly tried to stop Arav's intentions which he thought were sloppy while Arav and Masket smiled awkwardly at the middle-aged man's behavior.

"What will happen if they find out about your identity? How about they take you hostage and ask your father to hand over power through this plan?"

"Did uncle forget that Duke Sanjaya was the one who could carry out this plan?" Arav looked at Masket with a faint smile, "You said your sister's house was near my uncle Avan's?"

Masket shook her head as fast as she could, "Right ... Never mind, sir is willing to accept-"

Arav raises his hand, "You don't misunderstand me. Coincidentally my real goal is an armory factory."

"Warehouse weapons?!" The unison of Viscount Ariville and the mascet were unable to contain his shock.

"Uncle once said that there are rare weapons such as firearms produced in one special place ..." Arav smiled awkwardly.

"Arav, since that incident you've changed a lot. What makes you interested in having an army equipped with firearms?" Viscount Ariville replied while frowning.

Arav coughed softly, not without reason Viscount Ariville asked Arav who had been uninterested in war all of a sudden said that.

"Ariville does not have many people who are in the class of Shooters, about tens to hundreds of people who are able to reach this class ..."

In Antasia, it is currently only someone who is gunner class capable of using this weapon to the fullest, but it does not rule out the possibility that someone in another class is able to do so.

In this world, Arav fully knows the level of strength a person is determined from birth and can not be changed again if it has one of the following abilities, divided by several categories.

The piercing class was at a low level, yet the strongest at this level. The cutting class and the healing class were below one level from it, usually starting from level 1, to 20 alone was unable to exceed the limit.

The Killer Class was the most powerful being at the intermediate level, level 20 to 50, only the Ariville noble family and few outsiders could use it. Shooter class is also in the middle level with the Assassin class but one level below it as well as the last class, the destruction class is ranked the lowest in the middle level.

Maskets were born mastering the class of shooters, so their power level was at the mid level of the initial level 20 from birth. While about the level of a strength shows the results of the development of someone at that level who stuck at level 50.

"The world is very cruel when someone who has low ability will only be oppressed by the strong ... No wonder Antasia is looking for someone who has the potential to create a talented offspring ..." Mumbled slowly.

"I can! Besides, I still have friends who are capable of the same!" Masket offered herself, "Please let me help your plan ..."

Arav nodded his head, "Indeed I was planning to do this from the beginning, about the human resources you said earlier, where are your friends now?"

"I don't know where they are at the moment. But to my knowledge most of them chose to flee to the city of Arnet for fear of being made a slave, maybe it was my fault for suddenly siding with you ..."

The only masket chosen to be the leader of a small group by Aidyn recounts his fate and his friends.

Because of her ability to reach the middle level, plus her beautiful appearance made Aidyn want to make her a personal bodyguard.

One day he was offered various jobs, but Masket actually rejected all offers given because he thought it was impossible and rejected Aidyn's request.

Decides to become the leader of a spy group consisting of herself and her female friends because of higher pay. But who would have thought the location of this headquarters adjacent to the city of Garlet.

"When I heard that the Ariville family needed a bodyguard, that's when Aidyn asked me to be a spy ..."

Evidently thanks to his work as a financial spy his family is much improved, because the mission carried out is a life bet.

Because thinking about the fate of his sister, if he was killed in carrying out the mission made him want to resign from his job.

Coincidentally at the same time an incident occurred in the Ariville family. Not long after, he also gets the last mission of killing a young master of the Ariville family.

***

"Thus ... On the outskirts of Garlet, this used to be your group's headquarters?" Arav looked at the neighborhood around the city and found a beautiful view.

Arav shook his head while patting Masket on the back, stopping the girl's intentions which he thought were excessive.

"Although selfish, but rejecting someone who asks for help is not something I can do ..."

"You mean ..."

"Isn't this for your friends? Don't you want to save them?" Arav advanced several steps past the silent Masket before the Girl followed in his footsteps, "It is beyond belief that Uncle Avan has set up a special spy group in this fast time ..." Mumbled slowly.

Moments passed since their trip almost reached their destination, the two agreed to choose to remain silent without discussing anything else that was not important.

Masket was initially hesitant to take Arav to her old headquarters after seeing the surroundings so different.

"Is this your old headquarters?" Arav looked at the head-scratching Masket, "Not bad either ..."

After speaking Arav entered into a magnificent building made of wood inside only illuminated by the light of a torch.

"It looks like Clare and the others are gone ..."

Masket told me that their group consisted of 9 people who were almost entirely in the middle level of the Shooter class. Even approaching the order of the 2nd best spy forces in Antasia.

He could not feel the presence of magic energy around him but that did not mean Arav could not feel it either.

"Cleele! You're that?" Masket's gaze fell on a beautiful girl in her 12s, before finding another girl in her 13s whom she knew as a member of her team.

Meanwhile, Arav frowned because he found the strangeness of the girl named Clare who seemed to be getting more alert when approaching her.

"Chairman Mascet, thank goodness you're okay! Is this the one who hurt you?" Clare immediately concluded and spoke in a cold tone of voice, before looking at the girl beside her named Maya who was shaking her head.

Masket said the two girls started the attack on Arav after taking out their fire rifles.

"Do you think that a bullet from a firearm is enough to penetrate my defenses?" Arav catches the shot, barely making Masket's eyes not blink with his tongue.

Clare recharges her ammo as Arav approaches her, Maya helps him buy time by firing dozens of marbles but not as accurate as the one shot by Clare as he is able to hit Arav's body until injured.

"I can't believe that the rifle bullets in this world are as powerful as I thought ..." Arav mutters before Masket embraces his body.

"May! The clare! Stop that!"

The two girls were stuck in their respective places when they heard Maskets words, when an attack they were unable to avoid.

***

"Mr Arav! Please forgive our attacking foolishness without hearing your explanation!"

Maya and Clare simultaneously kneeled before Arav who was sitting on the bed while examining the wounds on his body.

"Cleele! Maya!" Masket intended to punish them directly before Arav prevented her, "But sir ..."

"They just don't know my identity ... Think of this as an act of self-protection ..."

Maya and Clare can breathe a sigh of relief as Arav says that, neither of them dares to look Arav in the eye directly after learning the identity of the young man who is an heir to Ariville's power.

"Young master ... If you'd like, please allow me to heal the wounds that are on your body ..."

"Please consider letting me and Clare survive, whatever you want we'll fulfill!" Clare nodded her head after hearing Maya's plea.

Making Arav look at Masket who indirectly persuaded her employer to grant the wishes of her two best friends.