The Prince Of Magic

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With the help of the automaton, Hadrian found that the intruders were already scattered all over the island, running off into each four cardinal directions.

There are three intruders, and he saw that all of them were wearing black cloaks and white masks that made them elusive to the Moon Cell's observational ability, which made Hadrian unable to find out their identities and see their features.

One intruder was in the west, the second was in the east, and the third was in the south, which was in the center of the island.

In addition, Hadrian kept note of their differences in physique.

The one in the west was tall and broad-shouldered, causing Hadrian to estimate that the intruder must be six and seven feet tall and heavily fit for combat.

The one in the east was around six-two feet tall and quite fit as well, while the one in the south has the above average height of a grown man, probably around five-eight feet tall, but slimmer in built.

But, what roused his suspicion and curiosity was their reason for running off those places in the island and then stopped, remaining in one place as if they were on standby.

It was quite obvious to him that they have a reason to do what they did, the question that Hadrian wondered was why.

'Again, the automaton can't get through this arcane. Just like that time in the abandoned mansion. What a headache…' Hadrian shook his head, then he paused. 'Hm…?'

Hadrian blinked, realizing something.

The young heir noticed that the three masked intruders were actually carrying black sacks over their shoulders, which Hadrian only realized just now.

The two in the west and east have two sacks each in their arms and shoulders, while the one in the south only has one, and now Hadrian was watching them dropped their burdens on the ground.

As he watched them did so, Hadrian thought of the possibilities of whatever might be in those bags.

'Hostages? Possibly, but two of them looked big enough to fit a human, but there are those that are too small…' Hadrian mused.

Whatever that was in those burlaps, Hadrian knew that the three must be stop and nothing would gain him by standing idly.

Finding the intruders and his musings had only occurred in a matter of a second, thanks to 'Memory Partition' and 'Thought Acceleration'.

The two abilities were quite helpful in allowing him to make up plans upon plans, though the one flaw about the former magecraft was that all thought processes only work on one goal.

Hadrian normally uses the two abilities in combat, seeing as it enables him to think of separate ideas of how to take out his enemies and calculate the chances of the success rates of his plans, along with the data he gathered. But after the Moon Cell fused with his soul, he only uses the two sometimes.

Nevertheless, the two abilities remain helpful to him in these types of situation.

Opening his eyes, Hadrian felt that it was time for him to make his move.

And so, he turned to his retainers, who seemed to be attentive to his mood and were already awaiting his orders.

'Good…' Hadrian nodded, approving of their mental preparation.

"Charles, Scathatch, you two will move to intercept the intruder that's in the west. Rider, Yan, Astolfo, get the one in the east. Arturia, Arash, go meet the one in the south." Hadrian commanded, then he turned to the remaining two. "Dia, Kieran, you two will stay with me here. Someone needs to help me guard this place."

"Gotcha, boss." Yan and Arash gave out their friendly salutes, grinning.

"Kay, Master!" Astolfo chirped, grinning as well.

Charles simply gave Hadrian a thumbs up in acknowledgement to his instructions.

Rider and Scathacth were also silent, but they gave him a nod of acknowledgement as well. Arturia nodded her own assent to his orders, along with Dia.

The only one who seemed out of sorts was Kieran, who looked around him with an anxious expression before settling his gaze upon Hadrian.

Seeing Hadrian's raised eyebrow, a silent question of whether he was willing to participate, Kieran let out a weary sigh.

"Dammit, I knew this shit's goin' happen…" He muttered under his breath, scratching the back of his head out of frustration.

In other words, the amber-eyed Servant will follow his orders, but it was quite obvious to anyone that he was not happy about the situation, dreading it more like.

Hadrian chuckled, then turned to face his other retainers, who had been quietly watching their exchange with amus.e.m.e.nt in their eyes.

"Before you all set off, keep in mind that our goal here is not to cause extensive damage on that island. No matter how things go, remember to not use too much of your powers and do your best to try and capture one or all of them. Break every bone in their bodies or bring them to a near death state, I do not care. Just make sure that they can still talk." Hadrian stated with a calm expression.

The sound of a gun being c.o.c.ked was heard in the room, causing Hadrian and the others nearby to turn to Kieran, who was holding a black gun the size of a 50 caliber magnum in his right hand.

"Aight, ladies and gents, you heard the man! Now let's bring those bitches down, so that we can all go home early!" Kieran shouted, looking fierce as he held the weapon that Hadrian gave him before.

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