"You're right. Besides, I've planted spies in their midst. Otherwise, I wouldn't have learned of Langley's movements so quickly. But Edward, you have to know that although they have few people, it doesn't mean that they aren't capable!" Ma 'am Lena answered Edward's question very seriously.
"And Organization Blake is Organization Blake. Although I have the upper hand, I don't dare to touch their bottom line. What you're doing now, Edward, is touching their bottom line. If they get hold of crucial evidence, they can directly report it to the headquarters of Organization Blake without going through us. You should know better than me what the consequences will be!" Looking at Edward, who was deep in thought, Ms. Lena continued with a deeper meaning, "You don't need to go through us. You're the one who's going to bring the evidence to the headquarters of Organization Blake.
"Lena, just be straightforward. What do you plan on doing?" After failing to come up with a good solution, Edward decided to consult his reliable ally in the Church.
Faced with Edward's inquiry, Ma 'am Lena didn't hesitate and said directly, "First, we have to apply for martial law in the entire city. If the Loen municipal government doesn't approve it, we have to at least impose martial law in the North Borough where Zach Textile Factory is located. The people from Agency Blake are now lurking underwater. With my understanding of them, once martial law is imposed, I believe they will only surface if they really have evidence. If they don't have evidence, they will continue to observe!"
"Second, regardless of whether Zach Textile Factory left any evidence behind, we have to completely destroy it as soon as possible. We can accept that we won't get anything from there, but others must not get any evidence from there either. Third, we have to come to an understanding with Marguerite. In order to reach this stage, we can make certain sacrifices, but if Marguerite insists, then we have to get rid of her immediately and plan for the worst! "
Ma 'am Lena said three points in a row. Clearly, she had already made preparations and thought of a solution before coming to Edward.
After hearing Ma 'am Lena's countermeasures, Edward quickly made a decision. He took out a bronze token with his name engraved on it from his interspatial ring and handed it to Ma' am Lena very carefully. Then, he said, "This is my personal token. Holding this token in Loen is equivalent to me being there in person. All the Arbiters in Loen will be at your disposal after seeing this token. Lena, I'll leave this matter to you. I hope you can help me resolve this problem!"
Looking at the bronze token in Edward's hand and then at the serious Edward in front of her, Lena felt very helpless. She knew that Edward was trying to drag her down, but even though she was well aware of his intentions, it wouldn't benefit her if Edward, a bishop, were to fall from power. Therefore, she had to help Edward clean up his' ass', even if it for her own sake..
"Leave it to me!" Lena took the personal token from Edward's hand and nodded in agreement.
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Ferguson's Apartment, 16 Rand Street, East Loen.
"Why are you here?" Under the cover of the dark night, Connor, who had sensed Varga's presence with his mental strength, opened the door of the apartment and welcomed Varga, who had come to visit in the middle of the night.
After taking off his black robe, Varga looked at Connor and asked sensitively, "Why can't I come here?"
"Varga, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that. Didn't we agree to go to the safe house whenever we meet?" Connor hurriedly explained when he realized that Varga seemed to have misunderstood something. For some reason, Connor felt that Varga was a little abnormal today.
"Can I take a look around?" Varga asked Connor expressionlessly after scanning the dirty and messy apartment hall.
"Did something happen?" Upon hearing Varga's question, Connor confirmed that something had happened to Varga that he didn't know about. Connor hurriedly held Varga's hand and asked seriously.
To Connor's surprise, Varga actually shook off his hand. He looked into Connor's eyes and asked again, "Can I take a look around?"
Looking at Varga's stubborn eyes, Connor seemed to realize something. He was silent for a short while before he smiled at Varga and said, "Of course! But I had something to deal with a few days ago, so I just came back and didn't have time to clean up the apartment … So Varga, don't laugh at me. "
Varga didn't get Connor's humor. She glanced at Connor and went straight to the second floor of the apartment. Watching Varga's back, Connor gradually stopped smiling and leaned on the sofa in the living room.
Ever since he killed Paredes a few days ago, Connor had been living in his safe house on Ramsey Avenue for the past few days for the sake of safety. In fact, it was only three hours before Varga came that Connor sneaked back to his apartment from the safe house after he sensed that the wind had passed.
Connor finally understood what Varga was doing now. He was obviously here to catch them in the act, which made Connor extremely annoyed. However, this annoyance wasn't directed at Varga, but at that b * tch Martina. That day when he trapped Martina in the magic circle of Castilla, Connor and Marguerite forced Martina to sign a series of "unequal treaties". However, these unequal treaties were mainly to prevent Martina from telling others about his relationship with Marguerite and Marguerite's identity. They were also bound by the oath of the Eye of Arbitration and the Shadow Blood Oath!
However, looking at Varga's expression today, Martina seemed to have played some tricks on him behind his back!
Just when Connor leaned on the sofa and thought about how to make trouble for Martina with a gloomy face, Varga, whose expression had eased a little, walked down from the second floor of the apartment. Seeing Varga coming downstairs, Connor instantly put away his gloomy face and smiled at Varga again on his angular face.
"Sorry! I shouldn't have doubted you! " Looking at Connor's smiling face, Varga, who didn't find anything in the apartment, lowered her head and said softly to Connor. Her voice was full of apology.
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