Green realized this might be a conspiracy. His first instinct was to get away from the two women in front of him and make it clear he had nothing to do with them.
He was about to stand when a bell suddenly rang out from the Graveyard, reverberating through his mind. It jolted him awake and stopped him in his tracks. He forced himself to calm down. If this really was a conspiracy laid by some hidden force against the Blind Sisters Society's Calamity Rank powerhouse, then he had clearly become one link in the chain. Otherwise, Elizabeth Franton would never have come to him. If he backed out now, he would disrupt their plans. Should the whole conspiracy be exposed, or the Blind Sisters Society catch wind of it, the people behind it would surely take their anger out on him. At his current strength, he could not withstand their wrath.
His best course was to play the fool, pretend he knew nothing, and let events take their course. Once the conspiracy was underway, he could look for a chance to avoid the danger. As for profiting while the snipe and the clam fought, Green did not dare entertain the thought. Only a Calamity could take on a Calamity. Anyone hoping to pick up scraps from at least two Calamity Rank powerhouses was either missing a few screws or tired of living.
Green steadied himself and looked again at Elizabeth Franton and Shirley Will across from him. These two women still have no idea how serious this is.
But he had no intention of pitying them. Sitting at ease, he said evenly, "You should know that the person Headquarters sent to investigate this matter is Special Adviser Hiddink. He only borrowed some personnel from the Landon City Anomalies Bureau.