The Genius of Cloning in the Academy City

Chapter 104: Violet Agreed To Hide Someone

Violet drove the truck frantically.

She maneuvered through the city streets into alleyways, then from alleys back onto the main roads, twisting her route repeatedly.

An hour passed in no time.

As she drove, the shock and fear she had felt earlier subsided significantly.

Still, that scene would be something she could never forget for the rest of her life.

Suspicious-looking riders on motorcycles circled the truck.

They were rider Violets.

Three dispatched motorcycles, pausing their delivery work, were escorting the truck while keeping a set distance, checking for any tailing threats.

“Is the explosive ready?”

“I packed it, but we’re low on stock since we blew up that facility in the dungeon earlier.”

The role of the escort team was simple.

If any pursuers showed up, they were to fend them off, and if that wasn’t possible, they would use self-destructive measures to block them.

“Hey, Violet? I don’t know where you’re heading, but Lucian and the others in the back don’t look so good.”

Daphne, sitting in the passenger seat, asked anxiously.

She glanced worriedly at Lucian’s party riding in the cargo area.

“Shouldn’t we take a break?”

“We can’t stop right now.”

Their condition as seen through the rearview mirror seemed psychologically strained.

Nonetheless, I shook my head firmly.

Although I had destroyed that re

“What is it?”

With the conversation wrapping up, Irene cleared her throat and, with a serious expression, asked Lucian’s team a question.

“This is urgent, so I need an immediate answer. Do any of you have family in Rustlum?”

Her words left the three of them puzzled, as though they didn’t understand what she meant.

After a moment, the faces of the two younger ones, excluding Lucian, turned pale.

It seemed they had only just realized the possibility that their family could be targeted by academies or clans.

“Uh… you don’t mean that, do you?”

“Oh no… oh no, what should we do…?”

Irene pressed on.

“Granite, right? You’re thinking correctly. Tell me immediately. Do you have any family or close relatives staying in Academy City?”

“No, I don’t. My grandparents live outside the Rustlum Archipelago.”

“Me neither. My relatives aren’t here either. I came to study abroad.”

“That’s a relief. For now, there shouldn’t be any immediate problems. Outside Rustlum, the Federation has a strong influence, so even the Four Great Clans wouldn’t dare act so openly. I’ll also make arrangements through my clan.”

Hearing the assurance from the successor of the Helios Clan, the two of them sighed in relief.

“What about you, Lucian?”

“Me? You don’t need to worry about me. I don’t have any family.”

“Oh…”

Irene’s golden eyes flickered uneasily, perhaps shocked by his sudden revelation of being an orphan.

For that matter, I hadn’t known Lucian was without a family either. It seemed we shared something in common.

I felt an odd sense of camaraderie.

“You don’t have a mother either, huh!”

“What? You, you idiotic jerk, what did you just say…”

“Ah! Sorry if I offended you. I didn’t mean anything bad.”

“What are you even talking about?”

“I mean, I don’t have parents either!”

The five people sitting around the table widened their eyes as if they couldn’t believe what they had just heard.

“Vi-Violet, what do you mean by that?”

“Exactly what I said. I don’t have a mom or dad!”

I answered cheerfully.

Everyone’s faces froze.

Even Daphne, who already knew the truth, looked at me with pity.

Lucian’s expression twisted into an awkward grimace.

“Uh, um…”

“It’s fine! It’s all in the past.”

Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.

After finishing all the minor discussions, Violet’s truck headed to the outskirts of the central district.

There was a lot to do today.

As I was driving, a message came in.

“Number 15, take this call.”

“Got it. Is it Leslie, the boss?”

Number 15 read the text. It seemed the broker was finally starting to do his job.

<“Sir, I’m contacting you because the tasks you instructed have been completed!”>

<“The trade appointment has also been arranged. You should be able to make contact soon. Please let me know when it’s convenient!”>

The tasks I had assigned were broadly twofold: investigating people and securing weapon trade routes.

Whether this person had done their job properly remained to be seen.

“The timing’s not bad. Remember the level of the chairman and his underlings? We need to secure heavy weapons quickly!”

“Is that guy even human? He launched orbital bombardments! We can’t handle him with just a company-level force.”

“It wasn’t orbital bombardment. Let’s just call it an airstrike.”

“It’s the same thing!”

Having witnessed yesterday’s chaos, the Violets were filled with a sense of urgency.

The chairman was a monster beyond imagination.

Charging recklessly would only get us roasted by the lasers raining from the sky.

Even the mage underlings wearing those ridiculous fishbowl helmets were terrifying.

Sure, I could bomb their buildings or kill some people with a terrorist attack, but that wouldn’t be enough.

To take down the academy, we might have to face the entire Magna Nabis Clan.

That meant we’d eventually have to fight them head-on.

Based on the knowledge I had before my possession, there weren’t many cases in history where the weak defeated the strong and achieved their goals.

Maybe exceptions like America defeating Britain or Vietnam expelling France?

These cases had something in common: they employed strategies and tactics and mobilized armies to crush their opponents.

Terrorism alone wouldn’t suffice.

Sustained, hit-and-run attacks over years might be enough to destroy a clan or corporation.

But that kind of victory wouldn’t be enough for what I wanted to achieve.

I needed an army.

And those three people who would soon crash at our building could fill the gaps in our Violet unit.

Superior magical skills, long-range bombardment, and powerful close-quarters combat abilities—things we lacked but could cultivate.

They could add variables to our otherwise monotonous Violet forces!

“That depends on what they decide.”

“Who’d be crazy enough to fight against a clan?”

Of course, it was unrealistic for now.

Even among the Violets, many saw this as merely wishful thinking.

For now, there was only one thing to do. I had to introduce Kalia to my friends.

It would be her first time meeting the others.