Even though their bodies were quite injured, none of these three stopped to rest even for a moment. From Michael's observations, they were extremely tense, as if they absolutely had to catch someone.
"Ignivar, Glacior, when you two find them later, immediately use the fusion technique to restrain them both. Rias's ability is extremely troublesome. She doesn't deal much damage in a fight, but her buff, defense, and escape are too good."
Based on the direction he was looking, the white-haired old man was Glacior and the other was Ignivar. Michael paid close attention to clear details, so he had already started remembering these people's names and appearances.
When Glacior heard her name, his expression turned gloomy, full of reluctance. The two of them had a very good relationship before. It could be said she was one of the few people who could be friends with him.
Remembering the days of carving ice with her under the scorching summer sun, the bridge of his nose felt a little tingly.
Ordinary ice would indeed melt under such strong sunlight, but what he and she used was eternal ice created from his ability. As long as the energy wasn't exhausted, it would remain intact and wouldn't melt even if burned with fire.
"Elio, do we really have to hunt them down to the very end?"
Anyone with no hearing issues could hear the clear regret in his words. Of course, Elio and Ignivar had no hearing issues, and their expressions also turned grim.
"Elio, do we really have to go all the way? They are demigods after all, killing them would be a great loss for The Great Sun Temple. Moreover, they weren't the masterminds behind this. How about we turn big matters into small ones, and small matters into nothing?"
Elio shook his head and sighed. If it could be done that easily, he wouldn't have suffered so much over the past month. Though he sighed, his gaze was extremely determined. Those two either had to die or become completely crippled, turned into vegetables, for him to feel at ease.
"It's been a month… You two pleading for them over and over won't help. In ten thousand years, the foundation of The Great Sun Temple has never been shaken as strongly as it is now. We must wipe out the roots to eliminate any future trouble."
The words were emotionless, but deep inside was a sense of regret hard to describe. The person he was hunting down wasn't a stranger, but someone he had an extremely good relationship with. If not for that unforeseen incident, perhaps the two of them would still be good friends.
"I know that, but can't you let me complain a bit? Dozens of years of friendship... Can you just throw it away like that?"
With his middle-aged appearance, Glacior's putting on a grumbling, pouting look was actually a bit funny. If he weren't handsome, it would definitely look terrible. Someone with a face as serious as Ignivar's couldn't pull off this kind of act either.
"We still understand our duty. Since this matter can't be changed, we have no choice but to choose the outcome that benefits The Great Sun Temple the most."
Ignivar sighed, and his gaze shifted a moment later. Compared to his own feelings, someone like him needed to prioritize responsibility more.
The three fell silent again and continued chasing their target. No matter if this operation succeeded or failed, no one among the three of them felt happy about it.
Inside the magic lamp, Michael wished he could find something to snack on while eavesdropping. Just from listening, it was clearly an internal conflict, with close people betraying the organization.
"Ha ha ha, didn't think I'd run into such an interesting mess right after arriving. So is the chosen one the traitor? These people talking so politely don't seem like the bad guys. If they're not the bad guys, then does that mean the chosen one is the bad guy? System, which one of my thoughts do you think is right?"
The more he thought, the more interesting he found his first job as a genie. He didn't know if it would succeed, but it was clear the system had arranged for him to come to a world with plenty of things to do.
[I am not obligated to answer this question. But regarding whether the chosen one is good or bad, I think you should meet them directly and find out for yourself. That would be best.]
The system didn't answer directly, only gave a piece of advice. This advice was basically meaningless, because no matter what the system said, Michael would still only take it as reference. For him, his own judgment was the most authentic.
"Fine, don't say anything then. Just stay quiet so I can keep eavesdropping."
[...]
[Friendly reminder. This experience can only be experienced a maximum of two times per world. Once when you first arrive in a new world, and once of your own choice. So don't get addicted. If you get addicted, there's nothing to replace it.]
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Michael was fuming at the system's condescending tone. Since when was he the type of person to fall into depravity like that?... Staying cooped up at home for ten years wasn't depravity, it was a 'progressive' step away from the hustle and bustle of society.
"Shut up. Don't ruin my fun."
With that, he ignored the system and sped up, quickly overtaking the three people. He wanted to get to the place before those three arrived and see who exactly the two they were chasing were, and who the chosen one was.
The magic lamp's speed surged so much that everything in Michael's sight became blurry shadows. He quickly stopped to check if he had gone too far.
At this moment, his eyesight was even better than an eagle's. He looked through the foliage and spotted two figures down below.
"Could it be them? Let's get a bit closer and see."
He halted his supersonic speed and quickly approached them. The closer he got, the clearer his vision became. Those two were a man and a woman… no, it was three people, because the woman was holding a newborn baby in her arms.