He who is Desperate

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/Meanwhile…/

"... Alright, it's been about 15 minutes." Derol said as he checked the time

'It's time for me to do my job.'

Back at Resko, while Dale was busy grinding Favor, Mr. Derol, the disguiser, got ready to act as Dale himself.

'Everything went as planned.' He thought as he checked his inventory 

'When everyone was called for Babylon, I stood amidst the crowd, some of the agents also recorded this just in case.'

To cover all fronts, some of the agents were posing as normal streamers, they logged in after Babylon opened, catching a glimpse of Dale before they entered the event zone to further solidify that Dale wasn't a player.

Because logged players couldn't refuse being summoned.

'Even for the players that logged in later, they saw me walk around, there's no way they could suspect.'