"I might not be able to take this commission, because I'm still an employee of the Blue-Clad Union..."
For the first time, Jiang Han realized that she had actually said no to Angelite.
Simply put, this was the temperament of most witches.
During the term of a contract, they would not betray their company. Their loyalty could be fully guaranteed for as long as the contract lasted—but once it expired... ehehe!
Orderly yet chaotic—such was the ecology of witches.
With a wave of Angelite's hand, the dreamscape changed, becoming the interior of the Sovereign Palace.
"I have a cooperative relationship with the Blue-Clad Union, and recently acquired shares as well. This is the format of the equity certificate... Don't worry about me deceiving you. I don't do dishonest things." A remarkably genuine contract appeared in her hand.
Half-believing and half-doubting, Jiang Han read through the contract. It roughly stated that the Blue-Clad Union had exchanged 3.6% of its equity for Angelite's support, while unconditionally granting Angelite command authority over some employees, as well as the right to make personal deployment arrangements for development operations in Testnango and send in her own troops.
Angelite then produced another letter of appointment.
The contents of this one were the sort of contract Jiang Han knew best.
"...Jiang Han, a witch subordinate of Angelite's Night Watchers, may accept Angelite's commissions when permitted."
Because of witches' peculiar nature, every business spy in the witch world was born amid such interlocking contracts. Without cooperation, there was no way to send spies in, no matter what one did.
Of course, throughout history, there had been relatively few witches as skilled at employing spies as Angelite.
Angelite chuckled.
"I imagine the factional restrictions on this commission are no longer an issue."
There really wasn't a factional issue... But