Tales des Révélateurs

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Le Professeur online.

Le Professeur: I assume you saw the news?

Le Commerçant: Oui, maitre. I took every precaution to keep it under wraps, but the mention of Desper's state leaked somehow. I still think we should've warned the Provisional Navy and Police.

Le Professeur: Perhaps. But even it was Desper's doing indeed, this warning wouldn't have saved LaFlamme. They couldn't hope to check every possible suspect in time. Besides, project "Parole" can't be disclosed, especially now. My main concern is that the news leaked in the first place.

Le Commerçant: Do you think it was

Le Duc online.

Le Commerçant: You've got some nerve, Maximillian.

Le Professeur: To what do we owe the pleasure?

Le Duc: Sarcastic as ever, uncle. I just came to say goodbye. And to thank you. For your tutelage, my rank, and more importantly, your research at Lausanne.

Le Professeur: I figured as much. Ambitious as ever. But what you did with "Parole" and les Révélateurs was reckless.

Le Duc: Perhaps. But there's not much you can do about it. After all, our interests align, if only in keeping "Parole" under wraps.

Le Professeur: Oui. I only hope that your actions don't stain our family name further.

Le Duc: As if it could fall much lower. Besides, you were quick to forget that Deschamps isn't our name. I'll simply reclaim what should've been ours for centuries.

Le Professeur: The Enclave is a losing bet for that.

Le Duc: Perhaps. But it is better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven. Farewell, uncle.

Le Duc offline.

Le Professeur offline.

Le Commerçant offline. Relay scuttled.