The Extra's Rise
Chapter 613 - 613: Moonshot (1)

As soon as I returned to Avalon, I was engulfed in work. Any hopes of easing back into guild responsibilities were immediately dashed by the sheer volume of accumulated decisions, strategic planning sessions, and time-sensitive opportunities that demanded my immediate attention.

My sister Aria was away on a trip to the Northern continent with her friends. My parents were equally occupied with their own responsibilities at Minerva.

'Perfect timing, really,' I thought as I settled into my office on the top floor of the Ouroboros headquarters. 'I can devote my entire spring break to guild business without feeling guilty about neglecting family time.'

'And you're going to need every minute of it,' Luna observed, her mental voice carrying a note of anticipation. 'What you're planning is either brilliant or completely insane. Possibly both.'

The centerpiece of our current operations was ambitious enough to qualify as either description: Project Lunar Reach, our attempt to establish the first permanent extraction and refinement operation on the moon. The potential rewards were staggering—aetherite represented a revolutionary advancement in mana technology, offering capabilities that far exceeded anything achievable with traditional beast-part components.

'If we can pull this off, we'll be positioned at the forefront of the next generation of magical technology and Ouroboros could sit atop every guild in Slatemark Empire,' I reflected.

I stood before the large conference table in my office, looking out at the core leadership team of Ouroboros. These were the people I trusted with the guild's most sensitive operations, individuals whose competence and loyalty had been proven through years of increasingly complex challenges.

Kali Maelkith sat at my right hand, her position as Vice Guild Master reflected in both her seating arrangement and the way the others instinctively deferred to her input. Her black hair caught the afternoon light streaming through the office windows, and her sharp eyes held the kind of focused intensity that made her such an effective administrator.

Jin Ashbluff occupied the chair to my left, his presence serving a dual purpose—he was both a capable guild member and our primary liaison to the Western continent's political establishment. The dark-haired prince had proven invaluable in navigating the complex diplomatic requirements that accompanied our growing international operations.

Elias Vance sat directly across from me, his meticulously organized files and holographic displays representing the administrative backbone that kept our organization functioning. My secretary's analytical mind was perfectly suited to managing the intricate logistics that complex operations required.

Reika Solienne had claimed the chair nearest to my position, her violet eyes—shaped like the flower she was named for—focused on me with the kind of unwavering attention that had become her trademark. At twenty, she possessed a competence that put many senior to her to shame, combined with a personal devotion that sometimes made me slightly uncomfortable.

Finally, Carrie Milton sat at the table's far end, her veteran experience evident in the way she studied our planning materials with professional assessment. The red-haired swordswoman was older than the rest of us, her years of practical fieldwork providing a grounding influence that balanced our sometimes ambitious theoretical planning.

"As all of you know," I began, my voice carrying the somber weight appropriate for such a significant undertaking, "this is potentially the most important endeavor our guild has ever attempted. The successful extraction and refinement of aetherite could fundamentally change the balance of power in magical technology."

I activated the room's holographic display system, filling the air above our table with detailed schematics of the lunar extraction equipment we'd spent months developing. The machinery was elegant in its complexity—extraction units capable of identifying and harvesting aetherite deposits, refinement systems that could process raw materials into usable components, and transportation arrays designed to ferry finished products back to Earth.

"The research and theoretical aspects of this operation will be primarily handled by the Tower of Magic and the Creighton family," I continued, gesturing toward the relevant sections of our operational plan. "Their resources and expertise in advanced magical theory far exceed our current capabilities. Our focus will be on practical implementation—ensuring the extraction and refinement processes function smoothly under actual lunar conditions."

"Carrie," I said, turning to address the veteran directly, "you'll be leading the on-site operations. Your experience with hostile environments and complex logistical challenges makes you the natural choice for ensuring everything functions according to plan."

"I accept the assignment, Guild Master," Carrie replied with a crisp bow that spoke to her military background. "The equipment specifications appear sound, and the support infrastructure should be adequate for extended operations."

"Master," Reika said, her use of the more personal title immediately drawing my attention. Our eyes met across the conference table, and I saw the familiar mixture of respect, devotion, and carefully controlled ambition that had characterized our relationship since she'd joined the guild.

"I wish to accompany the lunar expedition," she continued, her voice carrying quiet determination. "My skills could prove valuable in supporting the extraction operations."

I considered her request carefully. Reika, Carrie, and I were the only members of our guild who had successfully crossed the Wall to Ascendant-rank. While our organization was growing rapidly, most of our personnel were still developing their capabilities. Having additional high-level support on the moon could prove crucial if unexpected challenges arose.

'She's certainly qualified,' I mused. 'And her tactical capabilities would complement Carrie's operational expertise.'

"She cleared three seven-star dungeons specifically to prepare for this mission," Kali leaned in to whisper, her breath warm against my ear. "Been training non-stop since you announced the project."

The information brought a smile to my lips. Seven-star dungeons represented serious challenges, and completing three of them demonstrated both exceptional capability and remarkable dedication to the mission's success.

"Alright, Reika," I said, noting the way her violet eyes brightened at my words. "I'll assign you to work alongside Carrie. Your combined capabilities should be more than sufficient to handle any complications that arise."

"Thank you, Master," Reika replied, offering another bow that somehow managed to convey both professional gratitude and personal satisfaction.

"Jin," I said, turning to address the prince, "I need you to travel north and coordinate our refinement and processing arrangements with the Creighton family. Your diplomatic status will be valuable in ensuring smooth cooperation, and your technical knowledge will help bridge any gaps between their theoretical approach and our practical requirements."

"Understood," Jin replied with the easy confidence of someone accustomed to handling complex negotiations. "Should I establish a permanent liaison position, or will this be a temporary assignment?"

"Permanent for now," I decided. "The aetherite processing infrastructure will require ongoing coordination as we scale up operations. I'll join you there after completing some remaining business in Avalon."

"Kali," I continued, addressing my Vice Guild Master, "you'll remain here to oversee our coordination with the Tower of Magic's manufacturing facilities and research departments. They're handling the production of specialized equipment and providing technical support, but someone needs to ensure our interests are properly represented."

"Any particular concerns I should watch for?" Kali asked, her sharp mind already working through potential complications.

"Resource allocation and timeline management," I replied. "They have multiple projects competing for attention and resources. Make sure our operation receives the priority it deserves."

"Also keep an eye on their researchers," I added. "The Tower of Magic has a tendency to get distracted by fascinating theoretical possibilities at the expense of practical deadlines."

"Elias," I said, addressing my secretary, "you'll maintain oversight of general guild operations as you've been doing. Continue managing our standard contracts and business relationships while the senior team focuses on the lunar project."

"Of course, Guild Master," Elias replied, his organized mind already cataloging the various responsibilities that would require attention during our absence. "Should I prepare contingency protocols in case the lunar operation encounters unexpected developments?"

"Yes, but keep them discrete," I said. "We don't want to advertise potential complications before they actually materialize."

"What about you?" Kali asked, her question carrying the slight edge that suggested she'd noticed something in my planning that concerned her. "What will you be handling while we're managing these various operations?"

I felt a smile tugging at my lips as I considered how to answer her question. The meeting I needed to attend was both crucial to our long-term success and potentially dangerous enough to warrant significant concern from my team.

"I have to meet with someone very important," I said, deliberately maintaining an air of mystery that I knew would both intrigue and frustrate my assembled leadership team.