"Very good. I didn't expect you to gather news about that idiot Bane so quickly."
"This really is a little beyond my expectations..."
Listening to the highly satisfied reply from his superior—the Lady of Black Night—
After opening and closing his mouth, Iolam wisely gave up on admitting that he had barely made any effort and had bought all the information instead. He kept silent, standing there as motionless as a plant.
After all, it was always good to let one's superior praise them.
Even if he had more than one superior.
And there was still the great Lady of Pain hiding behind the scenes.
All that could be said was that undercover agents in such a high-difficulty line of work were often rather good lackeys before they were exposed...
They usually did more than ordinary lackeys, and did it more diligently!
Holding down two jobs alone while working better than everyone else really left little for anyone to criticize.
However, as she looked through the intelligence he had submitted,
The Lady of Black Night's expression quickly brightened.
She saw a rather strange piece of information and unconsciously read it aloud.
"Recently, someone spotted Elminster near this area. It is said that he was searching nearby for some magical materials..."
"Elminster..."
As she repeated the name of that Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, the Lady of Black Night's habitual tendency to turn things over in her mind led her to connect it with many things.
She guessed uncertainly,
"Could it be that Mystra, that unfilial daughter, has sensed that something is wrong too...?"
As the second-generation Goddess of Magic,
After Mystra inherited the legacy of the first-generation Goddess of Magic,
In essence, she carried part of the latter's personality, memories, and power.
Thus, it would not be wrong at