Dark Magus Returns
chapter-813

Inside the Demonic Faction, a city that contained the wealthiest of individuals stood strong. In the city itself there was a great tower with a golden pillar at the top, there was an individual who was ecstatic about everything that had happened so far.

"Sold out, sold out!" Bubble said, jumping for joy. His body was sweating from the exciting news he had been receiving non-stop, not just today but for weeks on end.

This was because Bubble was the sole reporter of the events that had occurred at the Martial Arts Tournament. There were others who reported on the events, but it became clear that one individual had more details than the others.

Bubble was already known for his infamous news gathering, especially after the conflict with the Behemoth Clan and the Dark Magus. But what stood out was the fact that Bubble was still publishing articles about the event.

He was drip-feeding the world of Pagna with the events that had occurred after the Martial Arts Tournament, and they couldn't help but eat it up.

It was leaving the world in confusion. Dark Faction students turning on their own, the Dark Faction leaders going against not only these students but also one of the contestants for the Demonic Faction.

It was as if someone was trying to write up the wildest things they could imagine. Regardless, it was the details of the fights between the students and the mention of another group, the Crimson Crane, that caught their eye.

Since Bubble had omitted many details, the public and clans could only make up their reasoning for what had occurred, and that was the issue-everyone was pinpointing it to something else.

Perhaps a secret plot from the Light Faction to get rid of the Dark Faction. Maybe the Dark Faction was making themselves look weak, or was it the Demonic Faction finally taking action?

'It's a good thing I was able to get out of the Light Faction. Maybe because of my distraught look, they didn't even know who I was and just guided me back to the Demonic Faction,' Bubble thought, remembering the details.

His clothes were badly torn, and his body was weak just from being in the presence of so much fighting that had occurred again and again.

Now, Bubble was walking back and forth, thinking about what else to write about. He still had many more things to tell the world.

'Do I write about the fact that Murkel was a Hybrid, and it was red in color? I did some research myself about that... the issue is it could stir the clans up. Someone might break in, demanding more information, and I don't want that to happen again,' Bubble thought.

Since the last break-in had occurred, he had upped the security. He had the funds to hire talented Middle Stage warriors. However, after seeing those who fought in the Martial Arts Tournament, he wasn't sure they would be able to do much.

This was why he felt the need to be more careful compared to before. He still hadn't figured out who had broken in last time, asking for information on the Dark Magus, or who had sent him the special artifacts. After seeing them used in the Light Faction, he was also careful not to get on their bad side.

It was because of these reasons he had been careful about reporting what he had seen on that day.

'Maybe I could talk about the Hybrids I saw; there were a couple of them, or the fact that a Demonic Faction Student was also a Hybrid. It would increase sales in the Demonic Faction territory... it might also cause others to look into the Splitting Fang Clan. But there was also the Vice Principal and one of the direct descendants of the Neverfall Clan who were all Hybrids as well.

'If I'm going to release information about the Hybrids, I need to mention all of them.' At that moment, Bubble could see his entire tower crumbling in a single strike. He gulped down his saliva and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

'Being in the Demonic Faction, it's best not to anger them. I'll leave it for when our sales completely tank. We're still doing good, and besides, with the way things are going, there will always be news around the corner.'

Right on cue, Bubble's trusted partner bashed through the double doors. He hit the side so hard with his shoulder that he ended up tumbling to the ground and nearly fell at Bubble's feet.

"Cookie?" Bubble asked, looking down, at the scruffy haired man. He had next to no meat on his bones, but had been with Bubble for the longest time. He was also quick on his feet.

Back in the day, the two of them would be on the field getting the reports of information themselves first hand.

"What happened? Are we under attack again? If so, we can use my special escape room. Quick." Bubble said, turning to his book shelf.

"No, it's not that, sir," Cookie said, getting up from the ground, holding his sore shoulder, and handing several papers to Bubble.

Bubble took the papers, going through them, and as he continued to read, his eyes started to widen. He went through the papers again to make sure he hadn't misread them.

"Are you sure about everything in here, that this is factual?" Bubble asked.

"Yes, sir!" Cookie answered. "We checked it with our sources and external sources. Everything in the report is true."

Bubble then held up the reports, placing his hand over his mouth, but the smile could still be seen underneath-it couldn't be contained.

"I can't believe it! The White Dragon is the same person. They're all the same person: the Demon, the exceptional student at the Martial Arts Tournament, and the Dark Magus-all of them are the same person."

"And now, this person is leader of the Dark Faction!!! This takes instant priority, and as people find out this information, I can't wait to see their reactions!"

In just a few hours, the news spread across the entire Pagna continent.