Evelin paid close attention to all of Sorom's words.
“The boy Willys found was Dijo Mugo. He was brilliant and abandoned alone in a CCC. His parents never came to visit him, so much so that Dijo says he doesn't even remember them.”
“And these are the stories of the heads of your organization.”
“Basically.” Sorom replied by moving the car to the main road again.
“And you want to kill God so that more people don't go through it.”
“Not only that. Fates are stupid. How does a supposed God make people stay their whole lives focusing on just one thing? You yourself spent almost ten years of your life knowing that your life revolved around someone else. Now you're free of it! Imagine if the whole world had that opportunity.”
Evelin had a sense of freedom for a moment; however, she looked at his arm and saw the glyphs saying that her destiny was to protect the chosen one. Sorom, seeing this scene spoke again.
“That's why we have to kill God. You are already free of your destiny, I assure you. But with God dead you won't have this constant reminder that you have no control over your life.”
“How can you be sure I'm free?”
“Did I not kill the general before he fulfilled his destiny? And your chosen friend too...”
“But I'm still alive....”
“One of them was the focus of your destiny. You are free, no other chosen will appear, because God will fall soon.”
“And how can you do that?” Asked Evelin frustrated. “You're full of secrets, but this is the weirdest thing. Fates should not be avoided!”
“So, you have now seen that my cause is just and that I have power to make it happen. There's no more reason you don't be a hundred percent with us.”
The girl looked at the driver without knowing what to feel.
“But how...”
“It doesn't matter. I'm going to change the world, I assure you. There's a lot of lives at stake to me not take this seriously. I hope you take it too.”
“If I help you, will I find out all your secrets?”
“I don't see why not. When you show yourself reliable, we're going to have a long talk. Do you want to have dinner somewhere before we get back? I'm going to tell you you're going to miss the food here in town.”
Evelin did not know if she was impressed by the casual way the leader spoke, or if she feared it. Yet she felt the confidence emanating from the man.
New Mission
Evelin spent the next few weeks adapting better to the new routine and eccentricities of some of the members. She was with Tug cleaning up guns when Dijo's voice echoed through the base through communicators.
“Evelin Simeht, your presence is requested in the meeting room.”
“Repeat.” Said Willys' voice trying to imitate a radio announcer.
“Evelin Simeht, your presence is requested in the meeting room.” Repeated Dijo's voice.
Tug looked at his impressed companion.
“The little princess has barely arrived and is already being called by the bosses.”
“I don't... I'm sorry,” Evelin said embarrassedly.
Tug opened a big smile and threw a rag at her.
“I'm messing with you. Dry that sweat before you introduce yourself.”
Evelin returned the smile and followed her companion's suggestion.
When she reached the boardroom, she saw the five members who were on Norna's ship. Golbert pulled a chair next to him for Evelin to sit down.
“Madam,” said the man with a smile on his face.
“Thank you,” Evelin replied, looking with doubt at others. “Why am I here? I'm not complaining, I just want to know why they called me to a meeting if you don't trust me yet.”
“We are giving you the opportunity to build trust,” Sorom replied.
“And because Sorom thinks you may have extra information vital to this mission.” Norna added.
“Anyway,” Sorom continued, “it will be an extremely dangerous and essential mission for our plans.”
“Can I finally blow up the whole city?” Asked Willys with a twinkle in his eye.
“Almost. First, we're going to split into two groups, one going to Kurtrick because we're going to need a lot more guns than we have.
“Who is Kurtrick?” Asked Evelin.
“An arms smuggler,” Norna replied, “but the last time we went there we had some problems, I don't think he's going to agree to do business with us. Mostly because we don't have any money.”
“A great point!” Sorom spoke with a smile as if everything was going according to his plans. “So, you will lead this group and convince Kurtrick with your wonderful charisma.”
The pilot frowned in disapproval but said nothing.
“While you're with that guy, I'm going to infiltrate Pharaoh's Ziggurat-City.”
Evelin couldn't hold the laugh, and everyone stared at her.
“What's so funny?” Asked Sorom.
“You can't be serious. As if it were easy to get into the Ziggurat-City.”
“It's going to be pretty easy actually. There's going to be a ball there and it turns out I'm on the list.”
Evelin noted that even some of the other members were also surprised.
“Sorom...” Norna spoke severely and Evelin did not understand why, but he did not let her complete.
“I have a contact inside. I'm going to break into the ziggurat and lead the mission. Willys and Dijo are coming with me.”
“Seeing the Ziggurat on fire will be wonderful,” Willys said.
“I imagine you're going to need my hacking skills,” Dijo said. “I'm warning you it's not going to be easy.”
“And what is the mission in the Ziggurat?” Asked Golbert.
“We will have three main missions. The first will be to steal several ziggurat ships, including the Rubilacxe, for our attack on the Temple of the God-Computer.”
Evelin looked tensely at Sorom, who was already waiting for it.
“Is my father going to this dance?”
“He is on the list,” Sorom replied, “and he does not usually miss such events, especially requested by the Pharaoh himself. And that's the second mission: I'll use my years of skill living on the street to steal Simeht's tablet, which has confidential information from the Air Temple.”
“What is Rubilacxe?” Asked Golbert.
“It's my father's ship. Created with Temple technology,
