Dole estimated that it would still take a month for the people from the Imperial Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Northwestern Ministry of Internal Affairs to arrive, so there was no rush.
In truth, this was also just procedure. He had provided practically everything himself. As long as no one stirred up trouble for him, it should pass smoothly. Of everyone currently here, that fellow Aiton was especially good at making things happen.
Thinking of this, Dole's avatar seated in the City Lord's Manor raised its head and called out, "Someone."
A middle-aged man entered through the door, gave a slight bow, and said, "My lord City Lord."
Dole glanced at him and smiled faintly. "Invite Patriarch Aiton over. Tell him I have a matter to discuss. Also, invite that person from the Alexander Family."
Although the Glory Empire appeared harmonious on the surface, there was no shortage of secret strife beneath it. The Alexanders had created trouble for him and had even tried to use the Empire's power to exile Bal. That was simply intolerable.
He could even hand over the Mystic Corpse Worm and the Heavenly Frost Worm, but Bal could not be exiled. If the place it was sent to was an exceedingly dangerous world, would that not be sending it to its death?
The Alexanders were forcing him toward a dead end. That was something Dole could not tolerate.
The man at the door gave Dole a puzzled glance. After pondering for several seconds, he answered, "Yes, Master."
Dole smiled at him. "Keep your attitude a little better. Just say that I have a matter to discuss."
The man nodded, offered his apologies, then turned and left.
Watching his retreating figure, Dole's expression instantly darkened.
This man was naturally one of the spies sent by