Although the other party is very likely here to investigate the whereabouts of Black Archbishop Casar, and may even want to capture Vincent back.
Ethan wasn't too nervous.
Because Casar disappeared directly on the sea, leaving almost no information, what the other party knows must be very little.
And all those who knew Vincent's identity are dead.
Now, those who can help them make a breakthrough seem to be only Ethan.
This is actually an opportunity.
Ethan decided to et with the other party first.
The eting was arranged for the afternoon of the next day. The person coming was the nominal highest official on the other side, Otto, the White-robed Priest, who was also the president of the New Continent First Bank of the Sun God Church Bank newly established in Wenster.
Afterward, he would be stationed in Wenster for the long term.
This was a man in his forties. At first glance, he didn't look like any kind of clergyman at all, even though he wore the robe of the Sun God Church, his brow showing none of that pious aura.
When Ethan saw him, he only felt a sense of shrewdness from head to toe.
This was a businessman.
It's strange; in the past few days, Ethan first t a man who looks more like a believer than a captain, then saw soone more like a businessman than a believer.
"Oh, Mr. Ethan, you must be Mr. Ethan. On the way here, I have already heard much about your greatness from dear Palon. After arriving in Wenster, I read many newspapers and chatted with many people, and I ca to know what an important figure you are. It's an honor to work with you."
This fellow nad Otto was really flattering.
Ethan seed to enjoy it, inviting him to sit down while Anya served Brando coffee from the Old Continent.
Ethan had already learned that this guy loves coffee.
Sure enough, as soon as he picked it up, he was delighted: "These are beans from this year's Brando? The fragrance, oh, it's intoxicating…"
"If you like it, take so with you later," Ethan said with a smile.
"Oh no, I'm too courteous." Though he said it was too much, his eyes clearly ant he wanted more.
After drinking the coffee, the two of them talked initially about issues regarding the opening of the bank, including procedures and so related policies.
The conversation ended on a pleasant note.
But Ethan didn't ntion anything about finding soone or hint at such topics, and this Otto didn't reveal a thing either.
He was very composed.
But Ethan wasn't afraid of his composure, as he was here today to demonstrate strength and hint at his demands.
Only if both parties had needs would the other party possibly ask him for help.
After sending Otto off, Ethan received a phone call from Marvin.
"Heisenberg has arrived, and I've said all that needed to be said."
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Heisenberg arrived in Wenster in the morning.
He went straight to the headquarters of the Prohibition Bureau.
At that ti, Marvin was handling a newly uncovered illegal liquor case.
This was certainly a case given to him by Ethan.
After he completely bet his stake on Ethan, Ethan promised to give him enough illegal liquor every month to report back.
But correspondingly, for those people Ethan turned over, Marvin couldn't impose too heavy a punishnt and would release them after a suitable ti.
This was balance.
Moreover, Ethan promised that when the ti was right, he would give him a big enough achievent to boost his career.
Marvin might not have been enjoying it thoroughly, but his heart indeed had beco peaceful, with not a trace of sha for bowing to enemies or criminals.
Or perhaps all his feelings had already been dissolved in the laughter he had after eting Joseph that day.
So when he saw Heisenberg, he didn't have any emotions.
Not blaming him for coming so late or anything else.
Instead, it was Heisenberg looking sowhat guilty.
"I'm sorry, Marvin, I should have co earlier, but sothing tied up. How have you been lately?"
"Quite well. Initially, indeed, I was a bit overwheld by the Kingdom Statistical Bureau, but who would've thought Joseph would be so stupid?"
Heisenberg also laughed a bit upon hearing this.
"That's good to hear… Has there been any news about the King of the Beihai?"
He lowered his voice to ask the latter question.
The King of the Beihai, always the King of the Beihai. Hearing this na brought a deep feeling of aversion to Marvin.
These people were only concerned with their own affairs; who really cared about them?
The surge of emotion he felt was quickly suppressed.
"No news."
"Marvin, I've also heard about Albertine, though I don't think much of him. But don't worry, he's our brother after all, and now that I'm here, no one will bully you."
Heisenberg patted Marvin's shoulder firmly.
Marvin nodded, seemingly appreciating it: "But right now, the biggest thing in the city should be the anniversary of Winster University. I always feel that sothing might happen between Ethan and Oswaldo, and... when it cos to the King of the Beihai, Oswaldo is indeed very suspicious."
The last sentence was, of course, Ethan's instructed articulation.
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The anniversary day of Winster University was drawing closer.
The festive atmosphere in the entire city was growing stronger.
But on this morning, the second-to-last day of April, sothing not so joyous occurred.
At the seaside.
The place where Sandro's castle once stood, now flattened, was briefly reclaid from the sea, only to be inundated by the ocean again.
In this very place, another incident of sea inundation occurred.
Besides encroaching back onto the land, the sea also brought with it many strange items.
Many corpses of deep-sea fish, as well as so seemingly ancient artifacts that may have been buried in the seabed for countless years.
There were remnants of buildings, statues, murals, and stone tablets.
These things all had one characteristic in common.
They all bore strong imagery of Sea God worship.
This situation once again aroused people's panic and reignited the voices opposing land reclamation, which had started to fade back into a furor.
People once again gathered outside the City Hall to protest, and it took great effort for the City Hall to suppress it.
Besides these voices from common people, there were also others paying attention to this sea inundation incident.
Especially the anomalies, those strange items that were washed up.
Why would ancient relics of Sea God worship exist in the sea?
Is it truly a warning, a punishnt from the Sea God?
Or did Oswaldo, who initiated the land reclamation plan, engage in so unknown actions?
Amid the undercurrents.
The anniversary day of Winster University was finally approaching.
That day was a sunny day.
The sun was bright, and the sky was nearly cloudless.
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