Chương 427: Chapter : 427

"The grandmasters retreated to the deep underground vault," Karna reported grimly.

"They tried to protect the Kingdom's most prized possession. They tried to guard the Neitherworld Devil Seed. The King of Bluemoon hid the seed deep below the palace. The grandmasters built a massive stone dome to seal the artifact inside the room." Ken finally uncrossed his arms. He rested his hands in his pockets. He knew exactly what the Neitherworld Devil Seed was. It was a terrifying, ancient artifact. It possessed massive, destructive dark power. The Black Magicians wanted it.

They needed it for their ultimate, apocalyptic goals.

"The Black Magician leader entered the vault," Karna stated.

"He brought his top lieutenants. They engaged the grandmasters in direct combat. The fight was brutal, but it was very short. The enemy overwhelmed the Bluemoon defenders completely. They shattered the stone dome. They defeated every single grandmaster in the room." Karna lowered his head slightly. He delivered the final, terrible piece of news.

"The Black Magicians secured the Neitherworld Devil Seed, Boss," Karna confirmed.

"The leader grabbed the artifact from the pedestal. The Bluemoon Kingdom lost their greatest weapon. The enemy forces currently control the entire capital city. The King is trapped in his palace. The dark magic covers the valley." Ken listened to the entire story. He did not yell. He did not punch the wall. He did not show an ounce of fear. He absorbed every single detail with the calm, focused mind of a supreme ruler. He knew the Black Magicians were a massive threat.

He knew they wanted to awaken a world-ending monster. He knew the stolen seed was a major step in their twisted plan. But Ken also knew that panicking was completely useless. He needed logical facts. He needed data.

"They secured the seed," Ken said quietly. His voice was deep and steady.

"They marched straight through the capital city of a very strong Kingdom. They defeated five legendary grandmasters in a single morning."

"Yes, Boss," Karna nodded firmly.

"Their offensive capabilities were overwhelming." Ken tilted his head slightly to the side. He looked at Karna with piercing dark eyes.

"A frontal assault of that magnitude requires massive coordination," Ken observed coolly.

"A Kingdom like Bluemoon does not just fall in a few hours. They have sentries. They have magical alarms. They have outer perimeter alerts. The capital should have received a massive warning long before the enemy reached the gates." Karna offered another crisp bow. His silver eyes shined with professional respect. He recognized his master's sharp tactical mind.

"You are absolutely correct, Boss," Karna replied smoothly.

"The rapid success of their invasion is the most alarming part of this entire report. It defies all standard military logic. A foreign army cannot simply walk up to the outer walls of a fortified capital city without triggering a single early warning system." Karna stepped closer to Ken. The spymaster prepared to deliver his personal, highly calculated analysis of the situation. He wanted to present his theories to his commanding authority. He wanted to explain exactly how the impossible invasion happened.

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. Ken walked over to his small wooden desk. He pulled out the wooden chair. He sat down facing the spirit. He leaned back comfortably in the seat. He rested his elbows on the armrests. He laced his fingers together. He assumed a posture of relaxed, absolute authority.

"Tell me your analysis, Karna," Ken commanded simply.

"Tell me exactly how they bypassed the perimeter." Karna stood perfectly straight. He placed his hands behind his back. He was completely ready to present his detailed tactical briefing. The real mystery of the fallen kingdom was about to be explored, and Ken was fully prepared to listen.

Karna stood in the center of the tiny bedroom. The green light from the summoning circle had vanished entirely. The room felt completely normal again. The spymaster looked at Ken. He began his formal tactical report.

"Boss," Karna started. His voice was incredibly steady.

"I surveyed the outer boundaries of the Bluemoon Kingdom myself. I examined the ruins of their early warning systems. The kingdom possessed a flawless network of magical alarm bells. The bells were stationed miles away from the main city walls. They were designed to ring automatically if any hostile dark mana entered the valley." Ken listened in silence. He did not interrupt. He stared directly at the spirit.

"The alarm bells did ring eventually," Karna noted. He raised a single finger to emphasize his point.

"But they rang far too late. The bells only activated when the Black Magicians were already within visual distance of the main gates. The enemy essentially bypassed the entire outer security grid without making a single sound." Karna paced slowly to the left. He kept his silver eyes focused.

"I have outlined several tactical possibilities regarding how the enemy neutralized these perimeter alerts," Karna explained professionally.

"I will present my analysis to you now." Ken gave a very small, very calm nod. He permitted the spirit to continue.

"Possibility one," Karna stated.

"The Black Magicians utilized a massive, wide-area cloaking spell. They could have masked their dark mana signatures completely. If they hid their magical presence, the automated sensors on the alarm bells would not detect them passing through the valley." Karna paused. He shook his head slowly. He discarded his own first theory.

"However, I find this highly improbable," Karna argued logically.

"A cloaking spell large enough to hide dozens of powerful Black Magicians requires a massive, constant drain of magical energy. It also requires total concentration. The enemy forces arrived at the gates with completely full mana reserves. They had enough raw power to instantly shatter the grandmasters' shields. They did not waste their energy on a long-term cloaking spell." Ken remained seated. He leaned his head slightly to the right.

He continued to absorb every single detail without offering any immediate reaction. He looked completely relaxed, but his mind worked at an incredible speed.

"Possibility two," Karna proposed. He held up a second finger.

"The enemy utilized a targeted magical jamming device. They could have sent a small, fast stealth unit ahead of the main army. This stealth unit could have manually attached jamming runes to the physical bells. The runes would block the magical signal, preventing the alarms from transmitting the warning to the palace." Karna frowned slightly. His sharp features looked very serious.

"But I examined the bells," Karna admitted.

"I found zero trace of external jamming runes. The physical bells were completely untouched. The magical wiring was perfectly intact. There was no physical sabotage found on the outer perimeter." Karna stopped pacing. He stood directly in front of Ken's desk. He placed his hands firmly behind his back again. He delivered his final, ultimate conclusion.

"This leaves only one logical possibility, Boss," Karna declared. His voice dropped into a dark, certain whisper.

"A coordinated assault of this magnitude absolutely requires insider assistance. The enemy did not bypass the established outer defenses. The defenses were intentionally lowered for them." Karna looked at Ken with absolute conviction.