My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 565

Hearing Duke’s argument, Kisha paused, considering his words carefully. She knew he was right.

While she was stronger than him, Duke’s awakened abilities, especially his elemental abilities, couldn’t be underestimated.

It could prove invaluable in unforeseen situations. After a brief moment of thought, she nodded in agreement.

She and Duke had always worked well together, their coordination seamless, so having him by her side wouldn’t be a hindrance—it would make the mission that much more efficient.

"I want to go too, Young Madam, Master," Vulture said, his voice filled with conviction.

Kisha instinctively opened her mouth to turn him down, thinking about the need for more manpower to guard the base while she and Duke were away.

But as she met his gaze, the pleading look in Vulture’s eyes stopped her. It was a look she knew all too well, one she had seen in her own eyes when she was begging others to join her in fighting for her family or saving lives.

At that moment, Kisha understood. She knew how deep the bond was between Vulture and Sparrow, and how much this mission meant to him.

She let out a soft sigh and, with a small nod, conceded. "Alright, you can come."

Afterward, Kisha reached out to Aston, Tristan, and Duke’s parents to inform them that she, Duke, and Vulture would need to leave the base for a while on a critical mission.

Once the calls were made, she turned her attention to the mission board. With efficient precision, she posted the mission notice, registering their names under a search and rescue operation.

As she did, she couldn’t shake the weight of the task ahead, but she knew this was necessary to bring their missing team member back.

Why did she have to go through these steps? The reason was simple: she had no choice.

If she left the base without proper protocol, it could jeopardize her S-Class mission, "Taking Nest for 30 Days," which required her to remain in the base for the specified duration.

The mission was scheduled to conclude the day after tomorrow, and leaving at the last minute would certainly affect its completion status.

To avoid any complications, she made sure her outing was officially recognized as a mission sanctioned by the base itself, taking all the necessary precautions.

After sending the mission request to the Central Hall with her signature and the list of participants, the person responsible for maintaining mission records was puzzled.

Why would the City Lord need to formalize a mission instead of handling it directly, given her position?

Additionally, the reward—a mere five crystal cores—seemed more like a formality than an actual incentive.

Despite the confusion, the clerk complied, recording the request and issuing the mission permit for Kisha and her team to leave the gate.

Once the Winters’ man sent by Kisha received the permit, he flashed a smile and returned to the villa.

When he arrived, Aston, Tristan, Mr. and Mrs. Winters, and even the Patriarch were already gathered in the living room, sitting around Kisha and Duke on the sofa, ready to discuss their next steps.

The man approached Kisha with a respectful demeanor, presenting the permit to her with both hands before retreating and quietly closing the door behind him, allowing the group to speak freely.