My Soul card is a Reaper

Upon entering the secret facility of Dr. Mac, he directly went to the control room and no robot roaming around stopped him either.

As he entered the place using his biometrics and retina scan, Azzy saw the scientist working with some gun that is emitting something similar to that of a laser beam. Its power was quite high.

She was using it to cutting down a shield made of 92% adamantine. And the result was a clean cut.

"Hello, Doc," greeted the teenager.

Raising the gun, Dr. Mac turned around with a smile and spoke, "Azrael, come and look at the new prototype, although it was more of an upgrade rather than a new invention."

"What is it?" asked Azzy.

Dr. Mac answered as she threw it to him casually, "This is a laser gun that can shoot concentrated beams of dark matter."

Azzy caught it in reflex and observed it. The gun looked just like an ordinary semi-automatic gun used by police officers but is quite heavy. "Adamantium." He mumbled.

Azzy then removed the magazine to check what kind of ammunition it uses. He saw the magazine is full of bullet-sized capsules with transparent liquid like water.

Dr. Mac then said, "It is liquefied dark matter, which will transform into pure energy once it escapes the capsule. Thanks to Demon Berith's blood, we managed to create it. We have a long way to go to create our own dark matter bullets but for now, we need demonic creatures as captives. Aria has gone to the hell realm to acquire test subjects but I could also use your help. There are a ton of them in Arcana world. They have low purity of demonic energy but we can somehow manage with them."

"I just made a breakthrough to the 8-star realm, Doc. I'm mentally tired and want to do normal stuff for the moment. Not to mention, there's an upcoming invasion from your former home." Azzy doesn't fear the creatures above his realm but it is just that he wants this alien scientist to focus on something else.

"Alright. Tell me when you are ready then."

Dr. Mac gave him the time he deserved as she wasn't that desperate to research dark matter too. For a moment, even she thought of going on a vacation for a couple of weeks.

Little did she expect Azzy to suddenly take out the energy cube that is trapping the divine energy of Gaia and hand it over to her.

Her eyes widened in shock followed by her limbs started shivering in excitement as she took it into her hands. "Wow, I never knew about this. When did you make it to the core of the planet and how did you achieve this?"

"Trade secret." Azzy didn't tell her about his relationship with the guardian god and the mother goddess. He decided to stay mysterious.

Dr. Mac knew that Azzy has a lot of secrets that even she wasn't aware of. She didn't push him too and just promised him that she will return him with a piece of good news as quickly as possible.

Soon, Azzy bid his farewell to the scientist and decided to return to the clan as he has nothing else to do there. But, before that, he would have to report to work as it has been more than two months since he has shown his face to his superior.

Hence, Azzy went to WAMO's Headquarters and met the supreme commander. As soon as the elf sees him, he neither greeted him nor did he ask what the teenager was doing during the past couple of months.

Instead, he casually took out a file from the drawer and placed it on the table. "You are back at the perfect time. There's a new mission that came in. If you are interested, then, we'll proceed with the new identity."

"New identity?" Azzy was surely taken aback by Kruger's words and quickly opened the file to look at the details.

It has the list of a few kids and their biodata. All of them were the sons and daughters of military commanders, wealthy families, politicians, and so on. Basically, they are all from influential families.

Of them, there was one particular kid that stood out, not because she is the only daughter of the President of a nation but it is because that president is Azzy's friend.

"Serestia Leveret? Mia's daughter?" Azzy observed the image carefully once again. Remembering the boyish girl from nearly three years ago, he thought, "She has changed quite a bit, became more girly I guess. I met Mia a few times during these past few years but never get to meet this niece of mine. I guess this is a good opportunity. But that also means that I will have to be away from home for a while. I wonder how long. Ugh… Affy is going to throw a fit again."

As the supreme commander of the organization spotted Azzy staring at a certain page longer than necessary, he couldn't help but comment, "It looks like someone caught your attention?"

His serious tone indicated that he was genuinely curious, not teasing his subordinate. Azzy understood that much and he decided to be honest with his superior too. Showing the image of Serestia, he said, "It's my friend's daughter."

"That's right." Kruger went on to reveal to him that she is the primary reason that this mission is assigned to him.

"I see..."

Azzy nodded in understanding and flipped the documents. He found out that he will have to go to Emerald Academy as an official of WAMO and work there as a replacement theoretical combat instructor as well as class 10-A's homeroom teacher for the next three weeks.

As for his mission, he will have to make sure that none of them gets abducted during this time while trying to locate their agent (the past teacher) who went missing.

The remaining details weren't written in the documents. Hence, Azzy enquired with his superior right away to get clarification on the matter.

Who is the enemy? Why were they targeted? What will happen after three weeks? Azzy wanted answers.

However, for some reason, his superior isn't interested to divulge the details. When enquired, he just said, "no questions. If you are up for this task, then, go. Or else, we will send Captain Rudra."

Azzy frowned inwardly but didn't say anything, feeling that the matter must be quite confidential.

Placing the file in his storage card, he asked, "When is my departure?"

"The school runs only on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Today is Saturday. So, you have three days to report at the academy," replied the elf.

Azzy then saluted, "I understand."

"Good, you may leave."

Azzy turned around to walk away. Just as he reached the entrance/exit of the room, he halted his footsteps and turned his head, "Sir, one last question. Why am I posing as a teacher? With my appearance, I can pass off as a student. You can create a background story for my sudden enrollment."

"I know." Kruger nodded firmly. Before Azzy ask him why, he raised his thumb, index, and middle fingers, "But there are not one but three reasons. One, there's already an agent posing as a student. Two, you wouldn't likely follow the orders of instructors who are weaker than you in combat. I'm sure of it. And three, we need someone who can use their authority to put those rebellious spoiled brats in check. A teacher would have such a right."

"I see," Azzy grabbed his chin and thought about it. He felt like his superior was right. He saluted once again and left the room.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Zuweth nation, on a train traveling in the middle of a vast desert, there was a group of mostly middle-aged people sitting together in a compartment with their respective bodyguards behind them.

At the moment, all of them were intently listening to a young man with a blindfold for some reason. His voice was also quite commanding as if he was talking to subordinates.

"The treaty will be signed on March 6th. I don't care how you lot will do it but I need all those kids as our captive by the night of March 5th. You just have four weeks to accomplish the task. Understand?"