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"A transcendent hiding on campus?"

Laim expressed appropriate indignation: "What are they planning? Under the glory of the Goddess, how can such filth be permitted?"

St. George University could be considered the private garden of the Church of the Goddess of Light; naturally, it would not allow outside transcendents to infiltrate its ranks.

"I know from my family's knowledge that the person is a transcendent, but I have no idea how to deal with it!" Sulu feigned a look of bewilderment.

"That is perfectly normal. After all, ordinary police officers would not believe your claims, and by the time the other party commits an irreversible act, it will be far too late!" Laim agreed.

"Fortunately, I know Donald, and Donald knows you!"

Sulu said, though he did not mention the true identity of the hidden individual.

"Your actions are brave, and you have upheld the safety of the school; you shall be rewarded for this!" Laim spoke for a few more moments before finally relenting: "How about a scholarship for an outstanding graduate?"

"I am grateful for your generosity, but I have always been very interested in the transcendent world!" Sulu subtly pressed his request.

"This... I am afraid that is somewhat difficult!"

Laim frowned: "The transcendent world is dangerous, and mystical knowledge even more so! The transcendent you know, according to Donald, can command shadows and has already strayed from the righteous path of the Goddess, falling into darkness... Her abilities should be revoked, and her mystical knowledge strictly regulated..."

"Oh?" Sulu glanced at Donald, who could only offer a wry, helpless smile.

Well, it seemed he had overestimated Donald's connections.

Sulu paused: "Then, if we take a step back, what about other spoils of war, such as Gold Dragons... or perhaps books that touch slightly upon the mystical?"

Laim hesitated for a moment, looked at Donald, and sighed: "Very well... if the content is not too 'sensitive,' I can allow you to make a copy. That is my bottom line! Now, tell me her name!"

"Instructor Catherine!" Sulu took a deep breath: "I became suspicious of her through Molly, and... she is dangerous. It seems she is hiding something else as well."

"Catherine, is it?"

Laim nodded and stood up, signaling that it was time for them to leave.

Seeing this attitude, Sulu and Donald could only rise and bid farewell.

Until the two had left the villa, Laim remained in the living room. He did not leave, but instead sat back down, sipped his black tea, and suddenly asked: "Well?"

A wall suddenly opened, and a figure stepped out from within.

He was in his thirties with a resolute face and a unique aura. At this moment, he replied in a meticulous tone: "Nothing special. He has not embarked on a 'transcendent' path; he is merely an ordinary person!"

"I thought as much. A fallen little family that now has to obtain transcendent knowledge from the outside world... I fear their heritage has long since been severed." Laim smiled and shook his head: "Are you going to deal with that Catherine?"

"That is just a minor matter. A Tier 1 Shadow Binder whose shadow cannot control more than three people; a squad of armed police could eliminate her."

The man replied in a rigid voice: "Notify the police station; they will send elite personnel to resolve this. I did not come for this matter."

"Is it for 'that matter'?"

Laim's expression turned grave: "That beautiful Miss Beatrice Taylor?"

"Yes! Her growth rate is unimaginably terrifying! Enforcers have already died at her hands..." the man said.

"What?" Laim stood up in shock: "She... killed an Enforcer?"

Enforcers came from a special department of the Federation, and every member was a transcendent! They were the elite among transcendents, specifically tasked with handling extraordinary events!

"The bureau has already adjusted her danger rating, but we do not know—we do not know where she obtained her 'heritage'! Therefore, they sent me to the university to investigate!"

The man's face held a trace of confusion: "Everyone around Beatrice needs to be screened one by one... I was initially suspicious of this Sulu, but after meeting him today, I found that he is truly just an ordinary person!"

"Then... where does the danger actually come from?" Laim asked with curiosity.

"I do not know... After all, this is the greatest upheaval in three hundred years. As the world undergoes drastic changes, those hidden, powerful, and indescribable existences will gradually awaken from their slumber! Casting shadows upon our world..."

The man's voice became incredibly ethereal, gradually sinking into a low murmur.

"I'm sorry..."

Back in the carriage, after closing the door, Donald suddenly spoke: "I didn't know..."

"It's fine."

Sulu shrugged his shoulders.

Since he was the one asking for a favor, it was perfectly understandable that the terms would be lowered.

However, this Donald might not have been unaware of the catch earlier, yet he still chose to proceed this way because Laim offered compensation in other areas?

For instance, the merit for this incident would leave a significant mark on Donald's personal record once he joined the Church?

Sulu did not shy away from using the worst malice to speculate on human nature. Compared to wild, unverified transcendent power, the long-standing Church was naturally more trustworthy.

However, the look of longing for transcendent power that Donald had shown earlier did not seem fake either.

"Are you... planning to watch from the sidelines?"

The carriage sped along, arriving at the university campus.

After stepping out of the carriage, Donald asked, hesitating to speak his mind.

"I will certainly be watching, but as for picking up scraps or anything like that, don't even think about it!"

This time it was an official strike, so an accident was highly unlikely.

If there were to be one, it would be another witch that Sulu had previously kept hidden.

The reason for this was, naturally, that he had his own plans.

Through his previous negotiations with Catherine, he already knew that as long as he didn't speak, no one could possibly guess the truth about what happened in the sewers with Beatrice.

He had deliberately held back information from Laim earlier precisely to create some "accidents"—accidents that would work in his favor!

For instance... the prisoner escaping due to a miscalculation of strength, or something similar.

When that time came, it wouldn't be impossible for him to calmly step in and reap the greatest rewards.

Of course... the most likely scenario is that Mr. Laim will mobilize a massive force and seize control of the situation with overwhelming superiority, in which case I'll just have to accept my bad luck. Either way, eliminating two hidden threats isn't bad at all.

"Just as I thought!"

An eager expression appeared on Donald's face. "It's highly likely we'll get to see a clash between transcendents; how could I miss something like that?"

"Can you find out when they're going to make their move?"

Sulu became interested at once.

"You don't need to ask around to know that; you can just guess. If you possessed vital intelligence and held absolute superiority in strength, would you still wait?"

"Of course not. I would strike immediately to take everything into my own hands and eliminate all uncertain factors!"

Sulu nodded. "I understand. It will most likely be tonight!"