"I believe everyone is aware of the atrocities committed by the Yellow Group, but another equally influential sect has been hiding in the shadows, and that is the Cult of Cthulhu."
Joe Butran said seriously.
“The followers of the Cthulhu sect are much more low-key than the Yellow Group, but that cannot hide the fact that the Outer God Cthulhu they believe in is extremely evil.
The members of the Cthulhu cult remain a mystery at present, but according to known data and archives, the followers of the Cthulhu cult are more likely to be found on the seaside.
This may be related to the slumber of Cthulhu and the city of R'lyeh under the sea. At the same time, we found traces of activities of humanoid creatures called Deep Divers in a large number of port cities.
They usually have human appearance, but cannot leave water for long.
They are generally as strong as an ox, but when they enter the later stage of mutation, they will show atavism: they look very similar to their father god Dagon, with a fish head, gills, and webbed membranes growing on their fingers and soles.
Unlike the spellcasters of the Yellow Group, the Cthulhu faction is more adept at transforming their own body parts and engaging in close combat. "
Joe Butran said as he displayed the information.
"This is just an ordinary threat at best. Is it necessary to go to so much trouble to call us back?"
Heyman asked, sharpening his knife.
“The problem is that the Cthulhu Cult started hunting down the members of the Yellow Group a few days ago in order to celebrate the fact that R’lyeh briefly emerged from the water again on the day of the annular solar eclipse.
The bodies of the Yellow Group members were found in the sewers of the Mooney Black Market.
Joe Butron responded.
"Wouldn't it be nice to let them fight each other?"
Heyman asked, raising an eyebrow.
“If this was just a fight on the mysterious side, then today’s meeting would be unnecessary.
I wonder if you have noticed the recent international situation? "
Jobtran asked.
"Since the Prussian-French War, the whole world has entered into an intense military competition. If the mysterious Yellow Group and the Cthulhu Cult intervene at this time, what do you think will happen?"
Jobtran asked himself and answered.
"According to you, a world war will begin?"
After Harvey figured out the key, he asked with a serious expression.
“That’s right, and the next key point lies in the positioning of our Mysterious Investigation Bureau itself.
Should we attack both sides or just one side? This will affect the overall situation in the future."
Joe Butran said.
“According to my analysis, the upcoming Munihei Music Festival will be a very critical node.
People from the Yellow Group and the Cult of Cthulhu should take this opportunity to gather together openly.
During this period, we must remain vigilant to prevent them from causing trouble.
Mysterious Investigation Bureau, it's time to step up. We must intervene in the conflict between these two sects.
Only in this way can we do our utmost to prevent war from happening.
I don't expect everyone here to be willing to have the spirit of dedication to make a choice just for this terrible possibility. If you don't want to wade into this muddy water, you can just leave.
I will not use my temporary acting authority as director to issue orders, to suppress you, or to force you to make a choice, but I hope that everyone here can consider that you are not alone.
Perhaps many people may die in the coming struggle. Each of us who is willing to join this dispute should have the spirit of living towards death.
But I believe that maybe you chose to leave for your wife and daughter at this time, but if a full-scale war breaks out, can you still stay out of it
I'm afraid not.
What I foresee is a world war, where the whole world will be reduced to a scorched earth.
Now, please take a moment to think about what choice you would make.
If they want to leave, please don't be hostile to those who stay behind, as they must have their own difficulties."
Jobtran finished this soul-stirring speech with great righteousness.
The people present were talking about it; many of them lowered their heads, thinking about something, while some of them quietly walked away along the wall.
The first person to express his opinion surprised Joe Butron. It was Ross, the member of his team who had no sense of existence since he changed his clothes.
"Captain, I'm tired of looking at files. I still have an old mother. It's time to do something big with you! Although I may not be able to help much, I will do my best."
Ross waved his fists and said with fighting spirit in his eyes.
The other members of the team also nodded silently. In their daily interactions during these days, they could all see that Joe Butran was a very cautious man. It was a reassuring thing to put their lives in his hands at this time.
Harvey, who was born as a Templar, laughed when he heard this.
“Young people are really energetic. I think the strength of our Munihei branch alone is not enough for this matter.
I'll send someone to contact the Holy Light headquarters later. It's time for those dull old men to break their old ways."
After hearing this, Jobtran gave Harvey a grateful look.
Relying solely on the power of the Munihei branch to forcibly stop the fight between the two behemoths will only make them cannon fodder in their fight, but if they can join the Holy Light Society, it will change the current situation of a mantis trying to stop a chariot and give Jobtran more room for maneuver.
"Wouldn't it be better to just chop them all to death?"
Heyman threw the scimitar in his hand into the air, then caught it again and said with a grim expression.
"I don't like group activities, but I know what happened. If you find someone dismembered, it was me who did it."
After Heyman finished speaking, he left the scene alone, holding the knife and whistling.
Harvey said to Joe Boutrang,
“Don’t worry, although Heyman has a strange personality, he is also a kind-hearted person.
The fact that he didn't leave immediately means that he would carry out the activity in his own way.
According to his personality, he will probably go looking for trouble with the Cthulhu sect, this stubborn guy who loves close combat. "
Joe Boutrang jumped down from the table and held out his hands to Harvey.
"After all, everyone has different personalities, and we can't expect everyone to absolutely obey our arrangements."
Seeing that there were still about a hundred people left in the venue, Joe Butran felt relieved.
"Thank you to everyone who is willing to stay here. I won't spend too much time asking for your names one by one, but everyone who is willing to stay will be a hero."
Joe Butran said to the rest of the people.
There were about three hundred people in the field, but not all of them were willing to sacrifice themselves for the civilians.
"Next, we need to have a brief combat meeting. Please pay attention to the grouping details."