Barty, representing LCRF at this meeting, was also the largest presence among the "ghosts" in The Present.
Oddly enough, he had managed to keep an extremely low profile before this—no speaking, no appearance, as though he existed beyond everyone's field of attention.
But once he stepped into the spotlight, he displayed exceptional eloquence, launching into an expansive speech. "The current situation is this: the impact of Ronan's performance has already been created. If things continue like this, he will soon become an authority in the relevant fields..."
Bald Jeff politely reminded him, "He already is one, Mister Barty. We cannot deliberately underestimate him."
There was a barb in those words.
In certain circles, there were no real secrets.
The other attendees gradually came to realize the subtle, even bizarre position of the burly man before them.
Once a world-renowned market operator;
A senior representative of LCRF;
Yet his most solid identity at this stage was still as the Martial Emperor's investment manager—the kind who had signed a contract and drew a salary and commission.
Originally, that meant nothing. What position could capital possibly have beyond capital itself?
But now, that damned wipeout livestream on the beach was still going on, while the dark clouds of enormous losses were rapidly gathering over their own heads.
At a moment like this, Barty stepping forward carried considerable implications.
Barty paid no attention whatsoever to the strange looks from the others and continued:
"But he is still far from becoming an academic power. He has no foundation in the academic world, nor does he have any effective financial backing... Oh, I know you will mention the Blood Flame Order and Castle Conglomerate. But looking across the world, Castle Conglomerate is still far from entering the core circle. Otherwise, Madam Harold would probably be here