"Wait for death?"
Jing Nan's brows furrowed slightly, but she quickly understood Arthur's intentions and said:
"You mean Charles will obstruct the mission to find the special medicine, and then you'll use that to attack Charles, right?"
"More or less."
Arthur did not deny it. He shrugged and explained Jing Nan's words in more specific terms:
"When the City Lord announces that Mark is the next City Lord, you should take the responsibility of caring for the City Lord's condition and hand it over to Charles yourself.
"Remember, you must make it clear to him that the current supply of special medicine is insufficient and will only last the City Lord a few days.
"At the same time, you must make him personally promise that he will arrange a ground mission to find special medicine as soon as possible. Then record your entire conversation as well.
"After that, I suspect that among the tricks Charles can use, the most likely one is to lure Mark into causing an unexpected incident, thereby agitating City Lord Morgan. He might even use drugs to worsen the City Lord's condition.
"That way, Charles can claim that Mark angered the City Lord and aggravated his illness, while there was no special medicine available for treatment. Then Charles could naturally succeed him as City Lord.
"But if we have your recording as evidence and produce the special medicine in time, Charles will inevitably be ruined.
"Oh, right..." At this point, Arthur asked Jing Nan with slight concern:
"Your Lighthouse should have recording pens... or some other small recording device, right?"
"What's with that look? Of course we do." Jing Nan sounded slightly displeased. "Do you really look down on our Lighthouse that much?"
"This... no, absolutely not. It's just that you don't even have an Individual