Chapter 342: Unbearable

"Andre Lee Willenstein? I've heard that name. He's a fighting prodigy under seventeen, Lucky Andre, of the Willenstein family, right?"

Natalie Mays quickly flipped through the stack of documents before her. She knew the situation couldn't be that simple; otherwise, Michel wouldn't have singled out this person's name.

If this person merely belonged to the Willenstein family, wouldn't Michel have just told her to contact the latter directly?

Then she soon found the relevant information.

"I found a news article here. Mr. Medici, you recently invested in Sunrise Electric Retail Company? Valued at five billion shields? And there are rumors that you're planning a marriage alliance with the Willenstein family, with Andre as your chosen candidate?"

"You said it yourself, it's just a rumor, Ms. Mays. This public information you're looking at is actually useless."

Michel chuckled: "All you need to know is that this guy is one of the few forces in Atlanta that possesses demigod-level power."

Natalie was visibly moved: "Demigod? Mr. Medici, please don't joke with me."

A company that had only risen a few months ago, valued at just five or six billion shields, yet possessing demigod-level power—this was hard to believe.

"Of course? I can take responsibility for what I say."

Michel Medici's voice was somber: "Let me offer you a piece of news. Not long ago, Andre clashed with the legendary mage Douglas Duncan. The result was that the latter, even with his magic tower, still lost. He is currently missing, suspected to be sealed in the astral plane."

"Something like that actually happened?" Natalie Mays's eyes were already gleaming.

"Very few people know about this. Even the Old Continent Mage Association and the Medici main family are still in the dark. But if you invest resources to investigate, it's easy to verify."

"Natalie, if there's anyone in Atlanta now who can fight the Void Night Lord without restraint, then he might be your only choice. I've given my advice. What to do next is up to you. If you're interested, you can contact Nanette. I know you two share a certain friendship."

With these words, Michel Medici ended the communication.

The girl in the western skirt, still behind her desk, fell into deep thought.

...

At the same time, in the Treasury Building of Abraham, America, Lawrence Rockefeller sat in his office, his pupils bloodshot as he stared at a black gift box before him.

Inside was nothing but a bloody toe—and Lawrence, without even needing to look closely, could guess who it belonged to.

"Mr. Secretary!"

Several men and women in the office stood or sat around Lawrence, all with solemn and grave expressions, making the atmosphere tense and oppressive to the extreme.

"I suggest you appropriately retreat from your original stance in the upcoming closed-door cabinet meeting. For the sake of Master Dacia, it's clear that these aberrants have a very ruthless and crazy style."

"I don't recommend that."

A woman with black-rimmed glasses spoke: "Thanks to media propaganda over the years, the public is terrified of aberrants. And how long can the current news blackout last? I'd say within 36 hours at most, this incident will explode across all of America. Once the Secretary's stance in the cabinet meeting is exposed, it will inevitably invite attacks from both the government and the opposition. You know, even though it's a closed-door meeting, the leakers in the White House are like cockroaches—they can never be eliminated."

"I don't think it's that serious. This involves Master Dacia's life safety. I believe the public can understand."

"But the Secretary's political career will end there. Even maintaining neutrality at this point would be seen as weakness by voters."

"Then avoid it. We happen to have a business negotiation with India soon. We can temporarily raise the negotiation level."

"That won't help. The aberrants' demand is for the Secretary to take a stance favoring them in the cabinet discussion on Kingsman. As the second-ranking member after the Secretary of State in the cabinet, the President won't allow the Secretary to evade and bear the responsibility for this incident alone."

"Can't we rescue the person from the aberrants? The FBI, CIA, Rockefeller—we can gather several demigods."

"The chances of success are slim. The FBI's advisory team has assessed that even with about five demigods working together, there's a 90% chance they'd be banished by the Void Night Lord. And even if we forcefully break into Atlanta, they would definitely choose to kill the hostage. That Void Night Lord can easily lead his subordinates to escape from the astral plane—"

"No more arguing!"

Lawrence Rockefeller interrupted the debate, his face twisted as he closed the 'gift box' before him.

"I will not change my stance in the cabinet meeting! Releasing Skywalker Kingsman would only trigger a greater disaster. That guy is a true madman. This is not just about my personal political career."

His breathing was heavy, his voice hoarse and cold: "But before that, we still have time. We can't give up on Dacia. Jack, help me think of a way to avoid the cabinet meeting three hours from now in an irreproachable manner. Then, I need to contact those few in Atlanta. Whoever among them can successfully free Dacia will earn the friendship of Lawrence Rockefeller!"

...

When he received the call from Nanette Drew, Li Mochen was at the Linden Academy gymnasium, engaged in another simulated battle.

After nearly half a month, the situation had slightly improved. With Li Mochen's 'Power Domain' enhancement, even William, who was only level six, could barely hold out for three to five rounds under Li Mochen's protection. William adopted a new tactic, circling around Li Mochen, using the latter as a shield and leveraging Li Mochen's super-strong attack power to deter strong enemies.

Meanwhile, the strength of Lina, Louise Linden, and Angela had also grown considerably.

The magic profession levels of the first two had both broken through to level eight, while Angela, though not leveling up, had completed her bloodline awakening and advanced to level seven Dragonblood Sorcerer, with her overall improvement surpassing the other two by a large margin.

For some reason, her spell power was exceptionally strong. Though her magic intensity was far inferior to Li Mochen's and her understanding of magic was much less, all her fire spells delivered extraordinary power, making the opposing outlaws extremely wary.

The group coordinated, attacking and defending around Li Mochen.

However, their five sparring partners on the opposite side also adjusted their tactics in time, not attempting to sweep William and the others off the platform early on. Instead, they used combined attacks to counter Li Mochen's group's changes.

Their coordination was so seamless that 'heart-to-heart' would not be an exaggeration. Two casters and three melee fighters all maximized their strength, engaging in a steady, unhurried rhythm. In three consecutive simulated battles, they followed the order of William, Louise Linden, and Lina. In the end, it became a situation of Li Mochen fighting five alone, making the situation even more unbearable than before.