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Devil Slave (Satan system)-Chapter 1229: The Real Spy?
"If we’re to root out the spy hiding among you, there’s only one person whose presence is absolutely necessary." Enel added.
Victor, arms crossed, raised an eyebrow. "And who might that be?"
Enel didn’t hesitate. "...My mother... and mate... Allison."
The room erupted into low murmurs among the commanders many of them could not believe what blasphemous words they had just heard.
Allison being Enel’s mother was known, but being his mate was another matter entirely.
Even Victor was surprised by the turn of things but dismissed it while perseus and Tomato who.already knew this watched.
Some exchanged glances, their expressions conflicted. Allison’s name still carried weight—a mixture of anger, betrayal, and resentment.
Commander Kael, his voice sharp, was the first to break the murmur. "You mean the traitor? The one who abandoned her post and disgraced the pack?"
Enel turned to Kael, his expression cold. "Call her what you want. I call her the key. If you want to find the spy, I’ll need her."
Victor’s golden eyes flickered, betraying a moment of consideration before he waved his hand dismissively. "Bring her in."
Two commanders saluted and left the room. The air grew heavier in their absence, and Enel stood silently, his expression unreadable. A faint hum of energy emanated from him as he waited. The gathered werewolves, some still disturbed by his earlier work on weeding out the demon and devil spies, avoided his gaze.
When the doors opened again, the sound of chains dragging against the floor filled the room. Allison was wheeled in, bound in a metal chair embedded with faintly glowing runes. Heavy chains snaked around her arms, torso, and legs, their runes pulsing with soft light, suppressing her strength and preventing transformation. A thick gag-like chain extended over her mouth, keeping her teeth locked together.
Her emerald eyes, dulled by exhaustion and pain, met Enel’s. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of recognition, followed by shame.
Enel’s frown deepened as he approached her. "What is this?" he asked sharply, gesturing to the chains.
One of the commanders, a younger werewolf with a nervous expression, answered hesitantly, "The chains are necessary to keep her restrained. She’s... dangerous."
Enel turned his icy gaze on the man. "Dangerous? She’s half-starved and broken, and you treat her like a rabid beast?" His voice was calm, but there was an undercurrent of menace that silenced any rebuttal.
The commanders exchanged uneasy glances before looking toward Victor for guidance. Victor, standing at the back, gave a small nod of approval.
"You heard him," Victor said, his tone neutral. "Remove the chains."
The commanders hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. They worked cautiously, as if expecting Allison to lash out the moment the restraints were gone. One by one, the chains fell to the floor with heavy thuds, the glow of the runes fading as they were removed.
When the gag-like restraint was taken off, Allison inhaled deeply, her jaw trembling slightly as she flexed it for the first time in what seemed like days.
Enel knelt in front of her, his voice softer now. "You’ve been through enough." He glanced at the commanders, his expression hard. "This is no way to treat a member of my pack."
"She left. She is no member of the pack." Kael responded.
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In truth, this pack was under the lenny royal family rule, and therefore under Enel’s rule. This was what Enel meant. But he was still not yet interested in giving out his identity.
After all, with how porous Victor’s pack had proven itself, he had to do more.
Allison’s voice was hoarse when she spoke, barely above a whisper. "Why... are you doing this?"
Enel’s gaze softened just for a moment. "Because you’re still needed...I need you."
There was warmth in his voice as he embraced her.
Victor watched silently, his expression unreadable. The other werewolves stood by, their reactions mixed—some visibly uncomfortable, others skeptical, but none daring to question Enel’s authority after the display they had just witnessed.
Enel turned to Victor, "I need information... on everything... from when the rogue fallen angels attacked."
To this, Perseus coughed as he spoke, he wanted to ease the tension in the air a bit.
"It had been a day like any other. We had just finished the mission on the crying world, a place where it never stops rain but is ever dry.
Through a lot of hardship, we had finally taken the Treasure that plagued the plane.
And when we had returned we were unaware that we had been tracked using a feather from a fallen angel that had been intentionally left on the armor of one of the pups.
We had lost a lot that day, but indeed that attack had been an accident. And we..."
"No... it was not an accident." Allison suddenly spoke up.
Everyone gasped.
"I did it... I invited the rogue fallen angels to Imperilment. I led them here."
There was suddenly a murmur. Many could not believe what they had just heard.
Some called for her death and some others screamed stating how they had lost loved ones during that time.
Many of them would have leaped for her neck if they could, but then she was not done.
"You fools," she stated, "I did it for you all. For us all." She screamed out, her voice drowning their own.
"The death of a few lives for the whole."
"What do you mean?" Perseus asked obviously holding back his anger.
"I had investigated for a while and long discovered that we had a spy of senior rank within the city.
My multiple missions out of the city had eventually brought me to this truth. And I was determined to bring the offender.
At first I had thought it was even the the Hell beast, Vandora. After all, the records say that she had been a pet of the Morningstar, but I discovered that she had long sworn loyalty to Lenny Tales who had been the Morningstar’s beloved. It was then that I found the actual culprit.
And then she turned to Victor, "It was all him... Lord Alpha Victor. He is the Morningstar’s spy."
The entire hall went silent.