Naturally, Shien knew nothing about Moro.
That was unavoidable.
After all, strictly speaking, Shien had not even met the Imperial Consort named Moro, nor did he know what she looked like. He had merely learned of her existence through the intelligence Harvis had brought him, and knew nothing else.
That was also one of the reasons Shien wanted to work with Harvis.
The one who had truly dealt with Moro was this prince, not him. Since he was going up against such a mysterious woman, he naturally needed someone to tell him about her.
Harvis believed he was nearly worthless to Shien by now, never realizing that Shien had already gradually obtained what he wanted from him.
No matter what, Shien was definitely going to meet Imperial Consort Moro.
Thus, Shien looked at Harvis.
"Then, Your Highness, what do you have in mind?"
Shien sought Harvis's advice.
If he wanted to deal with Moro—or rather, lure her out—he had to do so through Harvis.
Harvis had been clashing with Moro for more than ten years. In that case, he surely had some plans of his own.
That was also why Rocket had sent Shien to find Harvis.
Within the Imperial Capital, if one were to ask who knew Moro best, who most wanted to deal with her, and who had dealt with her the most, Harvis would undoubtedly be the first choice.
And that was indeed the case.
"I have observed Moro for a long time. Although I have not uncovered her background or identity, I do know two of her secrets."
Harvis spoke.
"Secrets?"
Shien raised a brow.
"Yes." Harvis's face was solemn. "One of these secrets was something I discovered by chance. The other was something I found while secretly investigating her."
As he spoke, Harvis walked over