In a dimly lit room, candlelight flickered softly, illuminating a well-fed woman. Her gaze was sharp as her fingers tapped lightly against the table, as though she were pondering some complicated problem. She asked, "Do we have any members in the Imperial Magic Academy?"
The black-robed man standing before her lowered his head slightly, clearly puzzled by the question. After pondering for a moment, he replied, "I don't recall hearing anything about that. It may be a newly developed peripheral member who hasn't reported in time. I'll investigate carefully when I return and ask the relevant people in charge."
The well-fed woman did not respond immediately. Instead, she took a deep breath, and her gaze gradually darkened. "Be careful. This is very likely a fishing operation set up by the Magic Guild. They've been making quite a few moves lately, and they're watching closely. We cannot reveal any flaws at such a critical time."
The man nodded in understanding. "I'll warn everyone. Our actions must be even more covert."
The woman waved her hand, signaling that he could leave. The man withdrew respectfully, and the room returned to silence. Leaning back in her chair, the well-fed woman frowned as she considered the recent situation. The Imperial Magic Academy had been under tight scrutiny lately, and the guards had also arrested a suspicious magic apprentice. Both matters left her uneasy.
"Something doesn't seem right. The Black Magic Society has always been cautious. Could there really be a mole?" she murmured, the doubts in her heart deepening. Though she had not participated in the operation directly, as one of the planners behind the scenes, she knew full well that a mistake at any step could deal a fatal blow to the entire organization.
She decided to wait and see for the moment,