"So, who are we sending to kill him?"
Ethan faced the crowd and spoke slowly.
"Simple, according to the traditional rules, draw lots."
Sandro smiled and spread his hands.
As a result, George directly conceded, saying, "I abstain, I’ll give up half of my share for the next two months, is that okay?"
The Evans Clan indeed had no more people, and couldn’t afford to lose anyone.
"I agree." Sandro nodded, looking at everyone.
Since George was so straightforward, willingly giving up benefits, the others had no objections.
So the scene turned into a one-on-one, king against king.
Ethan, and Sandro.
Ethan, at this mont, could not back down.
Every confrontation with Sandro was crucial now.
This was a showdown between the new and old forces of Winster.
It was also the wind wandering between the two of them before the final strike.
For now, the wind was temporarily blowing from Ethan towards Sandro.
"Let’s draw lots then." Ethan tapped the table.
John Hott stood up at this mont and said, "Why don’t I host it? Do either of you have any objections?"
He was a third party, not part of the Mafia, and if speaking of connections, although he was introduced by Sandro, his main employer was Ned.
Ethan was quite close with Ned now.
"I have no objections." Ethan and Sandro shook their heads at the sa ti.
John Hott imdiately ordered soone to bring paper and pen, wrote different contents on two pieces of paper, then swapped them behind his back before pressing them into his palm.
"Co on, who’ll choose first?"
"Sandro is the elder, let him go first." Ethan looked at Sandro.
Sandro did not refuse, nor did he hesitate much; he said the left hand.
John Hott raised his left hand in front of everyone, then revealed the answer.
He was not a transcender, just a common man, and everyone could clearly see his actions; no cheating was possible.
The answer was: No.
He then opened the other hand’s answer, for the sake of fairness.
The slip indeed read: Yes.
Ethan.
"I understand, I’ll send soone to do it as soon as possible."
The eting ended.
On the way back in the car, Anya already knew the content of the eting and said, "Master, could it be a trap?"
"For now, it doesn’t seem so... but Sandro would not make a move without reason."
The situation was as if two swordsn had reached the mont of matching their auras.
Though the wind was blowing towards Sandro, who could say Sandro wouldn’t suddenly show so extraordinary move.
After getting ho, Vincent proposed that he go on this mission.
"Albertine’s strength should be second to the True Na of the Law Enforcer, Virel is not suitable to go, I should go instead."
Ethan nodded but said, "No rush, let’s wait for the Shadow to arrive."
Now that they were aware Sandro might have so tricks, they couldn’t rush.
This matter needed to be done steadily.
It needed to be done neatly, without fanfare.
The Shadow had already dealt with matters back ho and would soon arrive in Winster.
This was one of Ethan’s hidden trump cards.
And then there was...
Gustav.
"We’ll go to Winster University later."
Since we gave Gustav an officer’s true na system last ti, it’s necessary to fully prepare if we’re going against Albertine.
So later that evening, Ethan arrived at the seaside cliff.
But the atmosphere at Winster University felt a bit off today.
Oppressive.
There weren’t many people visible at the school, even if there were people, they walked briskly as if afraid of being caught by soone.
Ethan ca directly this ti, without notifying El in advance, so he didn’t see him imdiately.
However, on the way to Gustav’s lab, Ethan overheard a few students whispering.
"I heard... agents from the Kingdom Defense Bureau ca to our school?"
"It seems it’s true, they even went straight to the principal’s office, what’s going on?"
"Could it be sothing happened to the principal?"
"Forget it, let’s not talk about it. That’s the Kingdom Defense Bureau, we better hurry to class."
Upon hearing this, Ethan stopped in his tracks.
Kingdom Defense Bureau?
The principal...
So Solomon hadn’t co looking for Loren earlier?
Then how did Loren disappear?
Ethan wasn’t afraid of the Kingdom Defense Bureau, he even had a slight personal relationship with Solomon.
Out of curiosity, or rather, a desire to confirm sothing, Ethan also headed toward the bluestone building.
As he reached the entrance, he saw El standing there, looking worried, but not entering the bluestone building.
"Dean El, has sothing happened?" Ethan called out.
"Oh, Ethan, why are you here?" El seed a bit dazed.
"I haven’t attended class for several days, so I thought I should co," Ethan said offhandedly, then returned to the previous topic.
"Is the principal... back?"
"No." El shook his head, looking even more bewildered, with a hint of despair.
"I don’t know what happened, and then..."
Saying this, El paused, glancing around, then looked at Ethan.
"You mustn’t spill this..."
"Rest assured, I’m part of the school too."
"Here’s what happened, today a group claiming to be the Kingdom Defense Bureau ca to find the principal, I said the principal wasn’t here, they wouldn’t listen, they barged in, and after entering the principal’s office, they kicked out, and now I don’t know what they’re doing inside..."
As they were speaking, there was movent from within the bluestone building, soone Ethan recognized as one of Solomon’s n erged quickly.
He glanced at Ethan, clearly recognizing him, but said nothing, just spoke to El, "Loren Roland has been confird to be involved in a major threat to the Kingdom’s security, we need to conduct a thorough investigation on him, please lead to et the board mbers, and until our investigation is over, this office is completely sealed, no one is allowed in."
While he spoke, so of his colleagues were already moving things outside; Ethan caught sight of one of them holding a black robe and a pure black mask.
So, the principal was the Black Robe?
"This... yes, please... co this way, officer." El was completely stunned, having originally thought the principal was rely missing, but now it was linked to so significant security event.
Would it even implicate him?
Ethan noticed the agent looking at him, nodded while smiling, and left as well.
So, the principal fled?
That wasn’t entirely surprising.
Even Ethan could predict that the Kingdom Defense Bureau would conduct a thorough investigation; the principal could not have been unaware.
But if he were the Black Robe, then, who would the King of Winster be?
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