560: "The Real Martin"

"The Real Martin"

After settling things with Martin, Ainsley brought Martin to the meeting room to meet the other inner circle members and surprisingly, everyone accepted him without any complaint.  2

It seemed that the real Martin was someone capable. 

Ainsley's glinted coldly as she looked at the fake Martin in front of her. 

'Where is the real Martin? Is he dead? If he is, where's the body?' 

And one thing Ainsley was suspicious of was about how the impostor could impersonate Martin. 

It should be when Martin came back from the mission all injured...right? That must be when this impostor took Martin's place… 

Ainsley tapped the armchair with a gloomy face. 

'It means that the real Martin didn't come back from the mission recorded in his mission log history...the real Martin is either dead, kidnapped, or Injured and hidden somewhere.' 

Thinking that she lost a truly good subordinate over a spy, Ainsley felt like smacking the back of the fake Martin's head right away, but she controlled herself. 

'Calm down, there's no proof that the real Martin is dead. If only I can ask someone to find the real Martin...but who should I ask? I can't tell Elliana and the others since I need to keep this a secret from them.' 

Ainsley scratched her cheeks as she pondered in her heart. At the same time, Martin was socialising with the higher-ups and couldn't help but feel happy that the higher-ups accepted him. 

"Martin! I know you're a capable guy– " 

"Oh, Martin, isn't it? The rumoured one of the future five buds." 

"I heard that your ability is ••• Can you show me?" 

When Martin heard the last question, he almost smacked whoever said it. 

What?! I can't use Martin's real abilities, okay?? And I have used up the illusion stone too! 

Martin suddenly felt the need to get more illusion stones from his seniors or just get a copycat ability user to tail him in the dark and helped him use 'Martin' abilities. 

'Damn it. I have to contact my senior tonight. I MUST!' 

Martin put a fake smile on his face as he glossed over the question. 

"Hahaha, I'm sorry senior, I used up all my energy battling Senior Jevon in the tournament, and I haven't recovered…" 

"Oh? Don't you drink any recovery potion? Just trade your contribution points for such a potion!" 

"Uhhh I'm trying to save up my points to buy something quite expensive...hehehe. No worries, tomorrow, I can already use my abilities again…" 

The way Martin bluffed it out was definitely good, so good that no one noticed something amiss in his answers...except for Ainsley. 

The baby kept staring at Martin while grinding her teeth. 

'Hmph, hmph. You are not tired or anything. You just can't use Martin's abilities because you're not him! Hmph! Just where did you keep Martin's body...or maybe he's still alive?' 

Ainsley really hoped that the real Martin was still alive...and he actually was. 

The impostor Martin didn't kill Martin and kept him at their base to discover all things about the Sloan Family, as well as using his abilities. 

Right now, the impostor Martin even thought of contacting his seniors and tried to find someone who could transfer special abilities from one person to another. 

'Hmmm, is that possible, though? We don't have anyone with that kind of ability but a copycat ability user can do...unfortunately, I need more than just one copy abilities…' 

Martin felt that either he had to stock up tons of illusion stones or have a shadow copycat ability user doing all the fighting for him. 

'Ugh, this is such a hassle!' 

While Martin was thinking about his problem, Ainsley secretly asked the Godfather to find out about the real Martin's whereabouts since she couldn't ask anyone else. 

[Can you do it, Godfather? I won't leave the mansion until you come back with the news, so don't worry about my safety…] 

Lately, Ainsley didn't bother to use her cutesy language with the Godfather. She already felt close enough to him to show her real self and not her fake persona. 

And the Godfather actually preferred Ainsley this way. 

[What things this lord can't do? Don't worry over all things, Lil Lass. This Lord will gather the news or send some of this lord's friends to find the Martin guy.] 

Well, the people he called 'friends' were actually the dead spirits that he beat up and now became his subordinates. 

Hearing what the Godfather said about gathering his friends, Ainsley couldn't help but giggle. 

You don't even have friends except for Zev, right...hahahaha 

But Ainsley never said that out loud and just encouraged the Godfather to leave. The Godfather didn't stay long and immediately went before dinner. 

Because of that, Zev was the only spirit around Ainsley. 

[Are you lonely that Dave isn't going to be here for a few days?] Zev casually commented as he floated around Ainsley. 

It's been a while since he last got screen time and a chance to talk. He almost thought that the author didn't love him anymore…

Ainsley looked up at Zev and tilted her head. 

[Miss Godfather? I do miss him...but I think you're the one feeling lonely and all fidgety when the Godfather isn't with you.] 

Ainsley shrugged at Zev and snickered. 

'Don't think that I don't know what you guys are doing behind my back just because you guys hide from me!' 

Ainsley had caught Zev and the Godfather in action several times, and none of the spirits knew about it. 

First, she knew that Zev, in his toddler spirit, became so spoiled that he wanted to sleep with the Godfather all the time! 

Yes, you heard it right. Zev is the one begging the Godfather to sleep together…

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