After leaving the seaside, Lamias immediately called the dean in charge of teaching at the university, who was also a clandestine member of the same Order.
Behind her, in a car, a man and a woman were currently unconscious and stark naked in the back seat... As she looked at the dean's phone number in her notebook, Lamias entered the digits on the screen.
"Who is this?"
"It's me."
"Why are you calling from an unfamiliar number?" The dean was greatly surprised.
Lamias casually made up an excuse and got him off the subject... Her main purpose in calling the dean was to determine whether he was worth the Order's internal order to capture her.
After speaking with him for a while, Lamias was almost certain that he knew nothing about the matter... It seemed that Lady Catarina's plan to sacrifice herself was also being carried out in secret.
As expected, even after compromising, they still need to stabilize the emotions of the members of the entire old faction.
Lamias sneered inwardly. Having already become utterly disappointed in the Black Order, she now hoped that a conflict would erupt between the new and old factions within the Order, leading to internal strife.
However, with the pressure of the Holy Church's Descending Angels, this idea probably would not come to fruition for a long time... Returning to her conversation with the dean, she said, "I need to use some weapons."
"When?"
"The sooner, the better."
"Wait for me at 78 Third Street in half an hour."
Lamias could even hear the dean getting dressed on the other end of the phone... After hanging up, Lamias tossed the phone back into the car, picked up a black briefcase, mounted her motorcycle, and rode toward the designated location.
The case contained the Fear