Chapter 632

It’s not that… Is Aquarius actually brain-damaged or something?!

After hastily calling over “Damaged Miss” and meticulously questioning her from start to finish, confirming the intelligence she had uncovered, even the well-versed Red-haired Bureau Director was momentarily at a loss.

If what Layla saw was true, then this matter… damn it! What is he trying to do? He gave up on his dream of replacing the Taurus Director to ascend to the palace, just to come and cause trouble for our Virgo Subdivision? What the…

The Red-haired Bureau Director, unable to find an answer after much deliberation, clutched his head with both hands, messing up his smooth and shiny red hair. Then, he pursed his lips forcefully and said:

“Leon, I need to report the news Layla heard to the Directors immediately. Afterward, there might be more meetings again. You… um… have worked hard recently, so I’ll give you a few days off. But during this time, I hope you can try your best to…”

“I won’t leave the Capital City.”

Leon, who was equally familiar with his Bureau Director’s style, calmly spoke with a composed expression:

“If the General Bureau comes to a decision or if there’s anything that needs my attention, Director, please let Senior Jerry contact me through the Mirror World. I will return immediately.”

“Hmm…”

Upon hearing Leon’s response, the Red-haired Bureau Director couldn’t help but feel a slight warmth in his heart. Nodding at him, he then took out the [Celestial Sphere Mirror] from a nearby cabinet and began making a “call” to the General Bureau.

Meanwhile, Leon, having been granted some vacation time, consoled the somewhat bewildered Layla briefly before pushing the door open and leaving the Red-haired Bureau Director’s Office. Then, with a loud bang, he collided full-on with someone else.

？？？

What the hell, are there actually people in the corridor? Looking at the unfamiliar young man who had been knocked to the ground by himself, Leon was momentarily confused and didn’t immediately help the youth up. Instead, he curiously examined the other person.

This young man, with an average build, average clothing, average appearance… someone who would disappear into a crowd instantly if thrown onto the street, seemed to be used to being treated this way. He directly got up himself, then kindly apologized to Leon with a smile: “Sorry, Senior Leon, I was lost in thought and didn’t notice you coming.”

Senior Leon?

Hearing this rather unique title, Leon finally realized something. In the new member list given by the Red-haired Bureau Director, aside from “Damaged Miss” Layla, there was another person… hmm… what was his name again?

“My name is Matthew, Matthew Notemeli.”

Whether it was because he noticed Leon’s embarrassment or was simply used to being forgotten, the ordinary youth introduced himself and then smiled as he asked:

“Senior Leon, I’ve been part of our subdivision for several days now. Could you tell me where my office is?”

“…”

I apologize… After submitting the list, I completely forgot about you. If it weren’t for just bumping into you now, I wouldn’t have even remembered there was someone like you…

“That… Ma… Ma”

“Matthew.”

“Um, Matthew!”

After repeatedly reciting this name, which wasn’t particularly difficult to remember but somehow always slipped his mind, Leon sheepishly admitted: “Your office hasn’t been arranged yet… I sincerely apologize…”

“It’s fine, it’s not your fault.”

As they continued their conversation, Leon’s clouded memories gradually became clearer as his impression of the young man deepened.

…

As one of the two new recruits joining the Clearing Bureau alongside “Damaged Miss” Layla, this Mr. Ma-something-Mei had an immersion value that was slightly lacking, but still reached the “Great Perfection” level of a Level 2 Cleaner.

His abilities were completely opposite to those of Layla, who joined the Clearing Bureau at the same time. If Layla’s ability was “always present at the scene,” then his ability was “completely unnoticed by anyone on the scene.”

This Mr. Ma-something-Mei came from a minor noble family and had an astonishingly weak presence, naturally being ignored or forgotten by everyone.

Before passing the review to join the Clearing Bureau, he worked in the Guard Bureau for five whole years without being assigned a single guard duty, effectively stealing a salary for five years without doing any work.

Although getting paid without working was great, unfortunately, his salary, like his work assignments, was often overlooked. Occasionally, when he arrived late for work, even his bed for rest and personal locker would be reassigned to newly arrived guards, considered unused.

In his guard career, which was less of a failure and more like it never started, the only and last task he was ever assigned was to protect Princess Veronica from assassination by rebels.

But tragically, the princess’s bodyguards also overlooked him during the “clearing” process, leaving him standing within ten steps of Princess Veronica with a nail gun. When the rebels attacked, he fell down and couldn’t escape in time.

This unfortunate Mr. Ma-something-Mei was then arrested as a rebel due to holding a dangerous weapon in a place he shouldn’t have been and was directly thrown into prison…

Everyone forgot about him naturally.

The bodyguards who threw him into prison forgot there was such an assassin; the judge responsible for the rebels’ trial forgot there was someone untried; even the rebels who broke into the jail failed to notice a missing “ally.”

After being forgotten by everyone, due to his extremely low presence, he rarely received food. Hungry and unable to endure it, he repeatedly escaped while the prison guards mistakenly believed his cell was empty and kept adding new prisoners. He would first go home to eat, then return and turn himself in.

This utterly ridiculous imprisonment experience lasted eight months, during which he escaped over ninety times to avoid starving to death, accumulating his sentence to over four hundred years, eventually earning enough capital for the death penalty and successfully making it onto the Clearing Bureau’s recruitment list…

Tsk… I seem to recall now, this guy is practically a natural-born assassin, but the biggest problem is, someone has to remember he exists and assign him tasks.

Gradually recalling all the details of the ordinary youth’s resume and the reasons for inviting him to join the Clearing Bureau, Leon finally relaxed his tense body. With the thought of “passing on the torch,” he began teaching the highly promising newcomer the summarized “Emma Leftovers Sutra.”

The extremely amiable ordinary youth quickly took out a small notebook, just like the younger Leon did back then, soaking up all these precious experiences like a sponge.

And when Leon finished imparting all of the “Leftovers Sutra,” the ordinary youth carefully stored away the little notebook and then asked respectfully: “Thank you, Senior Leon! I will definitely remember all of this… By the way, was everything you just taught summarized by Senior Emma?”

“Yes.”

Upon hearing this, Leon nodded and kindly replied: “All of these are things Senior Emma taught me before, so you don’t have to thank me. When Senior Emma finishes her mission and returns, you can thank her directly.”

Hmm? The ordinary youth was slightly startled upon hearing this and couldn’t help but ask in confusion:

“Senior Leon, hasn’t Senior Emma been back for several days already? Haven’t you noticed?”

“？？？”

(End of Chapter)