Chapter 388 Old Friends from Hometown Meeting
Ismel sat up and shook her head.
"Whew... I feel much better now, Uncle Marcus. I never expected that you would be the one to save me."
Marcus said, "If it had been someone else, they probably wouldn't have noticed the subtle differences in you."
"Yes, indeed..." Ismel said with some fear, "That terrifying creature, it actually read through my memories, then just acted a bit more despondent and pained than usual... How did you realize something was amiss?"
"Don't forget, I am your Uncle Marcus."
Marcus replied vaguely.
Like Lavan, the six-person team he led also infiltrated this place smoothly.
Part of the success was because he was already familiar with the area, but more credit went to that infuriatingly comprehensive "strategy."
The Skeleton Instructors, like genuine Strange Beasts, had perfectly grasped the psyche and habits of every person here and had crafted a series of interlinked plans.
All he needed to do was to verify and strictly implement them.