Werewolf Hunting Rules.

Chapter 469 Humming
Swies did not continue to make things difficult for Hazel because of this flaw, after all, Hazel was someone Jeremy trusted.

In addition to the two matters mentioned above, Swies was also concerned about the theft of silver from warehouse number 96, and brought it up again at this time.

"And we can't give up on that lost silver either. The Key Gang couldn't protect it. You need to have others continue the investigation. I've contacted a group of Hook Detectives. They should arrive tomorrow. You need to have your people meet them and get this matter completely resolved."

He walked to the table, bent down, and placed his hands on the tabletop, looking directly into Hazel's eyes.

“The lost silver couldn’t have gone off the train. My cousin was in charge of checking the cargo manifests for the train’s freight. Any large shipment had to pass through his eyes. Unless hundreds of people each had a silver ingot in their pockets, it was impossible to evade inspection, but how could that be possible? You just need to keep an eye on the docks in the West End.”

The warehouse theft should have been Cuomo's responsibility, but since Cuomo has disappeared, Swish has to devote more of his energy to dealing with it.

This theft dealt a severe blow to Bassbee's prestige, because the silver was not Bassbee's private property, but rather a contribution from all the members of the Friendship Society for the upcoming "War against the Darkborn." Bassbee was merely guarding the silver for everyone.

The theft of the silver shook the image of the Basbe family, even though they were one of the most powerful families in Weiodia.

Power is not something that can be demonstrated by one person alone; it requires the trust and obedience of many people.

In order to salvage their image and maintain their current status, even though the other members of the Friendship Society had hired armed detectives and guards to investigate the matter themselves, Bassbee had to make a greater effort, even if the silver had likely already been sent out of Weodi, they still had to continue the investigation.

At least let others know how much Bassbeh cares about this case.

"What if the silver went north?" Hazel asked, pressing his left hand on the blank card.

The north is Conionai's territory.

“I know they have some secret agreements with us, but no one can say for sure whether they are still willing to abide by them now.”

"The culprit behind the theft of Warehouse 96 was a werewolf named Edwards. They thought Edwards was one of our people, and therefore assumed that we had a secret connection with the elders of Sasha City. That's why they impulsively raided Warehouse 96, making things easier for those thieves."

"However, this account is not entirely credible. Although Mr. Jeremy did agree to allow them to cause some damage to our property before he left, that was to avoid arousing suspicion from other members. On the same night, these werewolves attacked Warehouse 96, as well as our glass factory and steel mill, causing enormous damage."

Hazel stared directly at Swies, his pen spinning silently in his hand: "This is a real cut in the flesh. It's hard to say whether they're covering for us or trying to use this excuse to weaken us. Maybe that so-called Wild Wolf is just a fabricated character, and such a person doesn't even exist in the world."

“Especially since we didn’t tell them about the existence of that silver beforehand, even if they remember the agreement, even if their reason for storming Warehouse 96 was genuine, they might still betray us after guessing the purpose of that silver.”

"Perhaps by now, the silver has already reached their castle."

"Don't doubt them, don't send anyone to investigate," Swies said calmly. "They are indeed suspects, but it may not be them. Probing them rashly may push them to the other side. Don't do anything futile."

He straightened up and turned his back to Hazel.

On the wall opposite Hazel, there is a map of the city with very detailed location markings.

“Jeremy is gone, and we need to carry on his work here, but I don’t think we have to follow his wishes exactly as he left. Things can change at any time, and we have to adapt to reality, because reality can’t adapt to us.”

"I can tell you clearly that I support a long-term partnership with Conionnai. They need respect and money, a clear ruler, a predictable presence, and real control over the entire Bodarabik. Even if they are hostile to us, we can still get what we want through trade and negotiation. But if they disappear and are replaced by an idiot, or a group of scheming people who cannot effectively integrate the region's resources, it will be detrimental to our cause."

"So you're just going to leave the North District alone?" Hazel asked.

"Let Hutton's soldiers do the work. I'll talk to him about it. The local army and the Conionai are intimidating-looking guys, but they're not the type to go all out without a plan. They're a perfect match. They're all afraid of public opinion, and once something is done, there's no going back."

"You need to be careful not to let the conflict escalate, so they don't go crazy and reveal their true colors, which would be bad for everyone."

After finishing his business, Swies Basby left, with many other matters still awaiting his attention.

Now that they have formally allied with the Druids, the planning of the railway line should begin now; Basbel cannot afford to pause. After he left, Hazel sat in his seat, deep in thought, still not uttering a word about the card he had been holding in his hand.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly chuckled softly at the wall.

As his master said, for him, the ship Bassbee was indeed going to capsize.

Although Swish Basby was arrogant, his point of view just now hit the nail on the head. If things continued like this, he would have no way to gain any benefits from the Basby family.

Although that one chose the Bassbe family as its host, this host was not to be underestimated, and it grew rapidly.

These members of the Basby family's collateral branches have only been in the company for about ten years, yet they have gradually become more substantial than their reputation suggests. They now possess some of the qualities of pragmatists. No wonder that person wanted to send people to destroy the traces of Orlanster's early funding of Basby. If these individuals are allowed to continue to grow, they will eventually discover the truth from the records.

He knew that the other woman had actually developed some genuine feelings for Bassbee, but in order to take things further, she had to discard that pretense.

The molting method of the winged serpent and the protective techniques of the Stone Gate School actually have some similarities.

Only by severing unnecessary connections can they purify themselves.

His path of witchcraft has been severed by this ideology, but if he goes with the flow, he may still be able to continue through secret transmission and obtain the seat of the immortals.

After sighing for a while, Hazel casually tossed the card aside, took his empty cup and went out to get some water, but almost bumped into a small figure.

Touching a stranger would also weaken the protective magic of the Stone Gate School. He was both surprised and angry, and shouted at the other person to drive him away with great dissatisfaction, but then suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why would there be a child in the building?

According to regulations, employees are not allowed to bring family members into the building without permission, but these things are hard to investigate. The situation in Weiaodi has been quite chaotic these past few days; the company building is teeming with security personnel, making it safer than other places. Perhaps some employees are afraid to leave their children at home, so they brought them along.

However, the child was standing at the door at some point, and it was unclear whether the child had overheard their conversation, which involved some confidential information.

However, judging from his age, he probably doesn't understand those things yet, and he might forget them as soon as he turns around.

Hazel stood in the corridor with his water glass, pondering for a moment. He hesitated several times before finally deciding that it was a trivial incident.

Julius was unable to contact Orlanster.

But he made contact with the Holy Grail Order.

Based on his true identity.

"Actually, we have no hostility toward the elders' council of Sasha. It was just a coincidence that we got involved in this conflict."

In the café, the Grail Order messenger sitting opposite Julius kept smiling.

That was a genuine laugh, without a trace of pretense.

"For a creation technique that combines secret teachings and witchcraft to be perfected and mature, it must first undergo numerous experiments, and Weaudi is a suitable testing ground. Without the support of massive experimental data, no matter how beautiful the language of the paper is, it cannot convince our clients to pay for these technologies."

"You should be aware of this as well, Mr. Julius."

(End of this chapter)