While Richard was expecting a meeting filled with worthless pleasantries, roundabout deals and boring arguments.

What he ended up getting himself into was anything but.

"Do you have any plans to start your own Mystical Organization Mr. Rex?"

The man who was the "director" not leader, but director of the FMC introduced himself as Adrian Allen Lowe.

Richard wanted to ask him if he wrote any poems or if his family were ever affected with tuberculosis but he restrained himself.

Some things were better left unsaid and Richard wanted to maintain a "serious" air about him as his poker face was maintained throughout the conversation.

"I don’t, but I am not planning to join one either. I only plan to do some things here and there. Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything like the mass hypnosis incident or whatever you call it. I only wish to resolve some... personal matters"

Richard got a good understanding of how the government and the other mystical groups dealt with the situation.

In fact, this wasn’t the first time such an issue arose.

Sometime in the past, a few courageous explorers and researchers tried to uncover the mysteries surrounding the frequent disappearances within the territory of the Nova Munda.

That group also ended up becoming victims but not before releasing a video of the horrors they encountered. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The mystical community was at the brink of being revealed to the world but in true government and mystic fashion. The released video was turned into a "film project".

Stand-ins for the deceased had been planted, their direct relatives swapped out and everything was made out as a "publicity stunt".

What happened with Damien Dixon was problematic but not that hard to deal with.

Especially since the actors of the events were all big names and the core people were either dead or missing.

All they had to do was throw some blame around, put out warrants, give a random list of names, victims who already died by Richard’s hands and the safety net Damien Dixon prepared was executed well by Edward Moore.

The billion dollar company returned to normal, no major economic shift happened.

All in all, the nation remained stable, while losses occurred within the ranks of the FMC, FBI and other agencies. Many of the traitors and lost agents were dealt with silently and their relatives were already aware of how their loved ones would likely meet their end.

Though there were devastated families, the event was not something weird.

It’s not like the FBI hired people on the same street, in the same suburban community.

Richard barely dealt with a hundred agents and those agents came from backgrounds that spread throughout over three thousand counties.

Their deaths did little but create a few hundred more orphans.

Though that was also what was great and also bad about the American lifestyle.

Loss was a norm to many and so was divorce and having multiple fathers, mothers...

There’s a reason why the "step-sister" tag appears in home made videos.

It was not "rare" to have a step-sibling, step-mother or step-father.

As problematic as it was, that instability in family life is what gives American society the stability to endure through some rather extreme scenarios.

With all that he was told, Richard basically understood that he was called here so that the FMC director, Adrian, could tell Richard, "We’re not gonna hunt you down so please don’t leave the US".

This is because the man started to hint about some benefits, offers of assistance and partnerships that Richard could make with the FMC, FBI and even the pentagon. If necessary, he could even meet and make a deal with presidents!

Those were things that any nationalistic man would be hard pressed to reject but Richard-

"Sorry, as I said, I have other plans and more important matters to resolve"

Richard repeated the same response again, he did not want to make a deal with the FMC.

Even if they proved that they weren’t actively working against him during the whole debacle. That did not remove the fact that their people were responsible for much of the shit he had to go through.

Yet, as Richard was about to leave-

"We know who the people responsible are"

The Salem witch who wore a lab coat spoke up, after remaining silent since he entered, she finally spoke up and her words immediately caught Richard’s attention.

Richard who was about to leave his seat sat down and focused his attention towards the witch as he asked.

"I’m listening"

The witch crossed her legs as she gave Richard a smile before asking.

"What do I get in return?"

"Isn’t that shared information?"

"My information is not the same as theirs, if it was, they would have already said so"

Richard turned to the blondie who had an airheaded look on her face. She didn’t seem to care about the meeting while Adrian turned his face away while clicking his tongue.

"I have many things but I don’t know what you would want?"

If there was anything Richard was lacking, it was information.

Despite being a witch herself, Cindy was not part of Salem and given how Hana was- Richard could see why she acted the way she did with how the supposed leader of Nova Munda was acting.

"You’re sharp, I want some blo-"

"NO"

Richard didn’t let her finish her statement, what the witch was asking for was obvious and Richard knew the importance of many things.

Moreover, in the world of mystics, words mean a lot and Richard was not going to let himself get scammed through "interpretations".

His answer was a resounding no but the witch was unbothered as she let out a sigh before continuing her words.

"Fine, how about a trade? You impregnate one- no, ten witches. In exchange, all the information we have of the people who target you would be given free of charge"

Richard scoffed as he replied, "Free of charge? Isn’t my seed the price?"

But the witch still maintained her casual air and tone while answering.

"It’s not though? We will offer you virgin witches, you know, people say that virgin witches are a delight to break"

Her words echoed with seductive force, Adrian winced despite not being the target but Richard only shrugged it off as he replied.

"Back at you, Merlin was not a ladies man without reason. Some legends even describe him as a sort of legendary gigolo. You’re witches, would be the ones having a good time"

Maintaining his rationality, Richard did not let the witch awaken his primal urges.

[How did you know that Merlin was a legendary gigolo?]

’I was just BS’sing- but it’s true?’

[Hm... how amazing, to think that your random BS would be true. Could it be that you have evolved your premonition into actual reality warping?]

The goddess joked around but Richard couldn’t deal with her now as he was too focused on handling the witches’ advances.

"Is that so? How about I add myself into the mix? Not to brag but mystical beings love virgin women. As the leader, I have strength and with it comes purity. I don’t mind trading it in for a private exchange~ ♥️"

The leader of Salem leaned forward and lowered the zipper of her leather crop top revealing even more of her white skin.

"Don’t believe her, that wench slept with hundreds of men! I know since I’m one of them!"

Adrian spoke up, although his words were quite self-destructive it still gave Richard a reason to push back against the leader of the witches. Moreover, it also gave him ammunition to get a better deal.

"Hm... I see, so, how much of your words could I trust?"

The red head turned towards Adrian, her expression showing annoyance as she spat-

"Fuck you Adrian"

"I don’t mind if you Fuck me Natasha"

Adrian said with a grin but his reaction only made the Salem leader, Natasha’s expression to turn even more sour.

"Tsk, how the fuck are you resisting my control?"

"We won’t fall for the same trick twice"

Adrian’s response was calm but it was easy to see that he was still struggling somewhat.

But that resistance he gave showed that he was indeed capable of going against Natasha’s control or whatever it was that she was using.

The witch observed Adrian for a bit before turning her gaze towards the blondie who answered her with a silent smile.

"Sell-out"

Natasha spat towards the blondie who rolled her eyes and answered back with-

"Whore"

’I want popcorn’

While all this was happening Richard was leisurely sitting on the chair watching.

The three leaders continued to glare at each other until Natasha let out a sigh and turned towards Richard.

"Agartha, if you want to learn more call me"

The witch Natasha left those words before standing up and tossing a card towards Richard.

It was a standard business card, not a calling card or anything that a night walker would give their customers.

"Salem Industry Group?"

Richard read aloud the business name that was on the card.

Seeing his curiosity, Adrian explained.

"Witches also need money, one of the reasons why we can’t do anything about them is this corporation that started during the nation’s founding"

Recalling the information he had on the various groups, Richard could see how the Salem Witches were able to create such a hidden force.

Moreover, as someone who delved in the world of business himself, Richard was well aware of how many huge "old-money" corporations worked.

But those matters had nothing to do with him now, Richard raised his eyes and stared at Adrian and asked.

"So, wanna tell me about Agartha?"