"Rion! Are you still using the satellites for sightseeing?"
In a big office, a woman was scolding a man who was lazily sitting on a chair in front of the computer.
The man was seeing the view of a mountain on the computer screen, but it wasnât normal. He wasnât using the public internet for it. He was actually using the government satellite for this.
This was a government facility where the government used the satellites to keep an eye on a few target locations of interest.
Unfortunately, there werenât many strict rules here.
"Come on, watching a military weapon facility for eight hours straight; I was getting bored. Iâll get back to it soon," the man replied.
"Sigh, you always do this. You know, right? Using these things for personal use can get you in trouble. Iâve seen you many times, looking at houses, mountains, forests, etc. When will you learn?" The woman scolded the man again.
"Donât worry; this isnât personal use. This is the well-being of staff so that I can be more effective at work later on. So this is technically professional use. Moreover, I donât use it for these things for more than ten minutes in a day," the man replied.
"Come on, give me some leeway. Itâs not like someone is going to rob the weapon facility in ten minutes. There are other security measures there as well," he continued.
"Fine. Just donât come crying when someone finds out," the lady replied before she turned back and left.
The man got back to sightseeing through his computer, unaware that his hobbies were going to become a mess for a lot of people.
...
"I want to go to Orion Beach," Lucifer told Vega his desires.
"Orion Beach? Why? Whatâs there?" Vega asked, curious.
"I want to fulfill the last wish of my parents. They wanted me to see that place, and Iâll see that place," Lucifer answered.
"But Lucifer, try to understand. We canât go there right now. After what just happened, the whole country will be under strict watch."
"Your life will be in danger if you leave now. How about you wait for a few weeks? I promise Iâll take you there personally after four weeks. How about that?" Vega asked, expressing concerns.
"Weâre only worried about you. Please only listen to me this once," he insisted.
Lucifer looked at the pleading Vega, not knowing what to say. He wanted to go there, but he didnât mean it right now. It wasnât this urgent. Vega misunderstood him.
He was just telling Vega his desires so he could arrange for Lucifer to be taken there in the helicopter later.
"Four weeks is too much. I canât sit idle for that long. Make it two weeks," Lucifer said.
"I canât decrease the time. Four weeks is the least we should be careful for. But donât worry, you wonât sit idle. Youâll be training here," Vega answered while refusing Luciferâs offer. "For four weeks."
"Training?" Lucifer inquired. "What training?"
"Alright. Listen. We all know that you have strength. But sometimes there comes a situation when we need to fight without strength."
"Maybe weâre in a situation where we canât expose our identity, and we still need to fight or anything else, but a person canât always depend on their strength."
Vega started expressing his views as he stood up. "I believe you should take that training too. It would be best if you became a Warlock that can kill without using any abilities. You need to be able to defend yourself without strength."
"Are you understanding what Iâm trying to say?" He asked. "For the next four weeks, we will train you in all forms of fighting, including the art of Sword. I know four weeks is too little for all this, but the training will be continued after you return from the beach? Howâs that?"
âFight training?â Lucifer thought as he frowned. âDo I need something like that?â
He gazed at his hand, wondering if he needed it. He wanted to learn to scheme. As for fighting without strength, that wasnât much useful for him. But still, it wasnât bad either since it could come in handy in the future.
"Lucifer, donât worry. We arenât forcing you. Weâll only go through this if you accept it out of your own free will. If you say no, weâll drop this plan. And donât worry, that doesnât affect anything. Weâll still take you to the beach after four weeks," Vega told Lucifer with a genuine sounding tone.
Raia had told him that Lucifer shouldnât feel uncomfortable from it. Vega was making it a welcoming offer where Lucifer had the choice to select.
Lucifer kept thinking for quite some time before he finally agreed. "I accept. Iâll train."
"Thatâs good. These two will be your teachers for the next few weeks," Vega said, grinning as he pointed towards Yaliza and Kellian. "The others will also contribute a bit to your training occasionally. Iâm sure youâll have fun."
Kellian stood up and stepped closer to Lucifer before he reached out his hand.
"We werenât here to welcome you last time. But Iâm glad weâll get to spend a lot of time together in the future. Welcome to the team," he said calmly.
Lucifer looked at his hands once again to make sure he was wearing the gloves before he also reached out his hand, finally shaking a personâs hand.
"Iâm back with food," Dracoâs voice entered the room mixed with the sound of the knocking.
"Alright, Lucifer. Enjoy your feast. Weâll be leaving now. Training will begin from tomorrow," Kellian said as he left, opening the door.
"Welcome to the team, Little Guy," Yaliza also greeted Lucifer before he also left after Kellian.
"Best of luck for the training," Vega said before he also left.
Draco placed the food on the table before Lucifer, who started eating.
"Draco," Lucifer said as he ate.
"Yes, Sir Lucifer?" Draco asked.
"Tell me about Yaliza and Kellian. What kind of people they are. And are they good in battle?" Lucifer asked Draco.