How Did You Know I Just Recruited a Four-Headed
A messenger from the Spirit World?
Bayam, the "Generous City," Governor's Mansion.
"Would you like me to help you recall, Qonas General Your Excellency?"
Amyrius Levitt was of average build and did not appear particularly robust. His uniform was impeccably tailored, with red sashes on his shoulders, dangling medals, and gold cufflinks that harmonized with the matching epaulets. He was beardless, with azure eyes that exuded an undeniable and powerful authority.
When he spoke, the imposing tone of his voice seemed to command everyone to stop moving and obey his will.
That's right, Admiral Amyrius is indeed a Military Demigod, Sequence 4 of the "Arbiter" Pathway, and a "Imperative Mage".
He casually cut the steak on his plate, but his voice was sharper than the gleaming knife in his hand, "The Sonia Sea has always been within our navy's sphere of influence. Since when has MI9 been allowed to get involved?"
Clang, clang.
The sound of the knife scraping against the porcelain plate made the governor sweat even more.
"Oh"
The admiral's heavy pressure didn't affect Qonas; the tough-looking man swirled the golden liquid in his champagne glass, his expression calm. Amyrius's oppressive aura seemed to be somewhat Distortion around him.
"Your Excellency, we have no intention of competing with the navy for spheres of influence."
The "Lawyer," Pathway Sequence 4 "Fallen Earl," chuckled, "I had no choice but to do this to fulfill His Majesty's mission. Please understand."
"His Majesty's orders are for us to cooperate with your MI9, not for you to ride roughshod over us."
Amyrius said calmly, putting a piece of steak into his mouth and chewing. He seemed more interested in crushing Qonas's neck than the steak.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
"Heh. Such a fine banquet deserves some good wine, doesn't it?" Governor George Negan rose as if speaking to himself. "I'll go to the wine cellar."
After saying that, he turned and left, leaving the two important figures and their respective entourages staring at each other in the restaurant.
"So, you don't want MI9 personnel on the warship?"
Qonas said.
"You may board the warship, but the navy has its own rules; you cannot be in command!"
The issue the two were arguing about was actually the control of the operation. It's important to understand that while the Royal Family controlled half of the Military, the other half was held by various families, with the Levitt Family being one of them. As a representative of the family, one naturally wants to secure as much benefit as possible.
"Overall, this is a good thing. If it really comes to fruition, those usurping kings and generals will be brought to justice, and the navy's strength will increase as a result," Qonas advised. "Why sacrifice the greater good for a trivial matter?"
"Of course I know it's a good thing, but as I said before, our navy must take the lead."
Amyrius refused to budge.
That's really tough.
Seeing this, Qonas couldn't help but shake his head.
It seems we have no choice but to do as that person instructed.
"Vanster, you can go down now."
He gestured for his entourage to leave the restaurant, and the general opposite him glanced at him and then slightly raised his finger, signaling his Secretary to lead the guards out.
"Your Excellency Your Excellency, your younger brother, Governor Auston Levitt of Oravi Island Your Excellency, has recently been discussing some matters with you, hasn't he?"
After clearing the scene, Qonas said in a nonchalant tone.
"Click."
Amyrius's movement of cutting the steak paused almost imperceptibly for a moment. This subtle change would go unnoticed by an ordinary person, but it would not be missed by Sequence 4 Demigod. This momentary hesitation was enough to say a lot.
It worked!
Qonas's expression remained unchanged, but he sneered inwardly.
As that person said, Amyrius may seem cold and stern, but he actually values family and kinship. If you use that matter to manipulate him, it will be enough to make him give up!
"Your Majesty believes that His Your Excellency Auston might be able to resign from his post as governor and return to the interior to serve as an official. What do you think?"
He continued.
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Amyrius put down his knife and fork, raised his head, and looked over expressionlessly.
After a moment, he sighed almost imperceptibly.
Above the Gray Fog, the gathering was drawing to a close. Finally, [The Magician] Fors shared some information she had gleaned from a friend.
Third Princess Sophia has gone missing?
"Justice," Audrey exclaimed in surprise. She had seen this member of the Feysac Royal Family at balls on several occasions during his visit to Loen.
She disappeared too?
Luther frowned slightly.
Red-haired Helene from the Sauron Family, Sophia from the Einhorn family... if we add a descendant of Medici, we'll have a complete list of Hunter -Angel family descendants.
Why is the disappearance of Feysac's Princess attracting Loen's attention?
"The Hanged Man," Alger asked in a deep voice, his mind filled with doubt.
"I do have a guess."
The Hermit spoke slowly, "According to some rumors, the current emperor of Feysac is not in particularly good health. And Sophia's line of succession seems to be quite high."
Oh? Is that so?
Upon hearing Fors, Fors gasped. This matter concerns the throne? Then I'd better advise Hugh not to get involved. It's too dangerous.
After that, there wasn't much else for anyone to share.
"Let's call it a day then."
The Mr. Fool, at the very head of the table, chuckled softly.
Your will is our direction.
Everyone stood up to greet them.
As crimson beams of light surged forth, everyone on the bench was sent away, even Mr. Fool himself. Only two remained at the long table: [World] Klein and [Temperance] Luther. Their gathering of Transmigrators' Gathering had begun.
Just like last time, the two shared their experiences from the previous week with some reservation. Klein had arrived in Bayam, killed the "Admiral of Blood's" second mate and his men, and recruited a Spirit World Creature as a messenger. As for Luther, his deeds had already spread Five Seas.
"Klein, about Red-haired Helene."
After the two relaxed a little, Luther asked seriously, "What do you plan to do?"
"What, you have something on your mind?"
Klein sat up straight.
"Hmm, that guy is clearly from the Demoness Sect, probably connected to the Great Smog incident and the Royal Family," Luther said coldly. "I was planning to find her, but she delivered herself to me. If you're planning to work along the trail of Red-haired Helene, I think we can cooperate."
"No problem."
Klein nodded, saying that the Great Smog incident was also a lingering shadow in his mind. "Then I'll begin the preliminary investigation. If I have any accurate information, I'll contact you immediately."
He paused here, then said with a hint of a smile, "Use the messengers I just recruited."