"If they have any doubts about what I've been doing, then let them see this." Before leaving, Salomon pulled a thick stack of documents from somewhere, with several photographs tucked between the pages. Natasha Romanoff was extremely familiar with this format; she had personally written countless mission reports. "I'm sure that after they look through these, they won't have the slightest objection to anything I've done."
"What is this?"
"Mission reports on combating Human Trafficking, along with reports on Intelligence Department operations over the recent period."
"You're allowed to get involved in this sort of thing?" Romanoff asked curiously. "I remember you said that unless the magical world or the mundane world faced an extinction-level crisis, Kamar-Taj couldn't intervene. You took the same attitude toward your previous missions."
"Kamar-Taj cannot, but the City of Immortals can. There are always loopholes in the law, and the Sorcerer Supreme doesn't mind if I exploit a few." Salomon opened one of the documents. "This is the Human Trafficking network in Ukraine. They were transported from Eastern Europe to the East Coast, eventually docking in New York. Those girls were lured onto the ships with promises of jobs. What happened afterward hardly needs guessing."
"How many of those girls joined the City of Immortals?"
"At least half. They are currently the Sisterhood's largest source of recruits," the Arcanist said. "Besides that, the Sisterhood has been fighting warlords and arms dealers in Africa, rescuing child soldiers. The methods are somewhat cruel, but for those beasts who have practically become livestock themselves, violence is the only universal language. To conceal our activities, the City of Immortals established many companies. In the name of those companies, we opened schools locally, built handicraft workshops and factories, trained decent people to become police officers, and constructed prisons and other