Those venomous words pierced the heart of the receiver on the other end like arrows.
"He has to die at Pier Point, hung from the Company's tower like a dead dog!!"
His fury erupted like a volcano, as though it could travel through the Communicator itself, incinerate the entire ecological ship, and reduce this stretch of the Stellar Rail to ashes.
The communication ended there.
Russell looked at Topaz, his expression somewhat strange.
"Sounds like there are actually quite a few Preservation Followers within the Company?"
That phrasing made even Topaz shoot Russell a dissatisfied look.
"The vast majority of people in the Company are followers of the Amber King."
"It's just that Preservation Followers generally aren't as skilled at maneuvering as those who walk the Path of Knowledge, so..."
She paused there, then changed the subject.
Tragic.
Preservation Followers were getting thoroughly crushed by high-iq capitalists right in Preservation's own headquarters.
"Anyway, I've already embellished the intelligence from this side and sent it over."
"Next, the Company probably won't make such a fool of itself."
Her face was full of confidence as she said that.
The Company council was full of bastards like Alaya from Type-Moon, always pursuing cost-effectiveness in everything.
Unless someone gave them a proper slap across the face, they might really keep sending over nonsense indefinitely.
Russell looked at Topaz's remarkably apt fabrication and revealed a satisfied expression.
He had stood up Huanlong, so she definitely would not let the matter rest. She would certainly come after him.
Once the two sides ran into each other, the Company people whose ambush had come up empty would not mind killing Huanlong's horse instead.
"Huanlong, you have to win."
Filled with hope, Russell pressed his palms together and silently prayed for Huanlong's victory.
His anticipation was like a