Me, a priest? How could that be!

Chapter 180 Inviting the Enemy into the Trap

Reporter Saipan rushed back to the news agency. As soon as he entered, he shouted to his colleagues who were busy preparing for tomorrow's issue, "Everyone, I have big news!!"

"Big news?"

"What big news?"

"Tell me quickly!"

Saipan was the newspaper's best reporter, having seen all sorts of ups and downs, and anything that could be considered big news by him must be something that would shock everyone.

The Knights Commander has been assassinated!

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"But then he was resurrected."

"cut"

"But the criminal escaped!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"But he will be arrested soon."

"cut"

"Because someone has offered a 5000 million reward!"

"Oh my god, the whole newspaper office is in an uproar now."

Any one of these news stories alone would be enough to cause a major upheaval, let alone the fact that they are now part of a combined attack that almost no newspaper can withstand.

However, a younger reporter cautiously raised his hand and said, "Um—Mr. Saipan, we're a fashion newspaper, right? If we keep publishing this kind of news, won't it damage the newspaper's image?"

"So, are you just going to willingly hand over these news stories to others?"

"I don't want to, but—"

"There has to be a trade-off, right? I understand what you're trying to say. But 5000 million is enough to buy even our newspaper. And Mr. Charlotte is giving me this honor, asking me not to publish the news. Can you really withstand the wrath of those who are just eager to make money?"

"Well—"

Let alone adventurers, even the people at the newspaper are eager to get their hands on this money.

"And I believe Mr. Charlotte won't treat me badly afterward. At worst, we can just switch to a different business and become a newspaper that publishes this kind of news. Consider it our first shot."

"————Okay, I understand."

In the end, the reporters were all persuaded.

Faced with tremendous opportunities, failing to adapt and ultimately disappearing without a trace is the most unacceptable thing for journalists who appear active on the surface but are actually operating in the shadows.

"By the way, Mr. Saipan, is it just a matter of raising the bounty to 5000 million? Are there no other changes needed?"

"Well—"

Reporter Saipan remained silent for a moment, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, before finally speaking slowly: "No, Mr. Charlotte and his team provided the latest information on the prisoners, and we will attach that information to our reports and release them as soon as possible."

"I see."

He then shared his supposed new intelligence with the other reporters, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow, and said to everyone, "We'll probably be working overtime today, but I believe everything we've done will be worth it. We'll definitely be richly rewarded. At least after this incident is over, I'll give you all bonuses!"

"Oh!!!" N

The atmosphere in the newspaper office became more enthusiastic. Sometimes, making grand promises can be very exciting, at least it can motivate them.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go check out the Knights again; maybe I'll find some new information."

After saying that, Saipan turned and left again.

Watching his disappearing figure, the young reporter who had just asked the question sighed, "Mr. Saipan is truly excellent; he always answers this..."

Maintaining such high enthusiasm for this kind of thing is truly admirable. Right, senpai? —Senpai?

"Ah, ah————"

The senior colleague next to him seemed a bit distracted.

"What's wrong, senpai?"

"How should I put it—you saw Saipan wiping his forehead with a handkerchief just now, right? That's strange, is he that meticulous? No—it's probably just my imagination. Maybe it was given to him by his girlfriend or someone like that."

"is that so?"

The young reporter tilted his head. Having just joined the newspaper, he hadn't spent much time in Saipan and therefore didn't know much about Saipan's lifestyle.

the other side.

Saipan, the reporter who informed the newspaper of the news, quickly returned to the Knights' headquarters, only to find the brightly lit headquarters unusually quiet, even eerily so.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

The more something happens, the more it needs to be covered up. It's not impossible for the Knights Commander to be assassinated, but it's already a scandal, so it's understandable that they would remain silent to show that everything is calm.

However, the more you try to cover it up, the more attention you attract. I really hope the Knights can understand public relations a little. I might as well just tell them myself later. In any case, we should restore the original liveliness.

Saipan greeted the knight guarding the gate and easily entered the Order.

It was something I couldn't even think about before today.

Because Commander Albert disliked the 10th Cavalry Regiment, it was said that this was because a reporter revealed that he had fought to the death against the Demon King's army in the capital, which ultimately led to his assignment to Brescia Castle.

Now, Saipan is practically Charlotte's man, and Charlotte is here to help arrest the smugglers, so he's just hitching a ride.

Now we can properly explore the Knights' headquarters.

Who knows, we might uncover some unknown secrets? For example—where exactly is the real corona stone hidden?

"Strange, it's so quiet."

Saipan frowned slightly.

He wasn't afraid of the camp being deserted; he was afraid of the camp being brightly lit but with no one in sight. This made him subconsciously slow his steps, his breathing gradually become weak, and his heartbeat gradually quicken.

Until "Mr. Charlotte? What are you doing here?"

On the way to the Knights' apartment, there is the Knights' training ground. Directly opposite the training ground is the Knights' Commander's room, which allows him to observe the training of the Knights' members at any time.

At that moment, Charlotte was standing in the center of the training field. Alone, she looked rather strange.

"Mr. Saipan, you're back."

"Yes. I've already handed the news over to the newspaper, and I think the message will get out smoothly tomorrow, then the prisoner will have nowhere to escape!"

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard work, not hard work at all. If I could get firsthand information, it would be worth dying for!"

Saipan is particularly obsessed with this kind of thing.

It perfectly matches the stereotypical image of a journalist.

"Is that so? Then let's not delay and arrest the criminals."

"Has the criminal's whereabouts been found?"

"Ah, it's confirmed. We just need Mr. Saipan's cooperation."

"Me? Why?"

"Because—the person we're arresting is you, Mr. Saipan!—No, Mr. Smuggler!"

With a snap.

Charlotte snapped her fingers, and the lights in the training ground suddenly became several levels brighter. When Saipan adjusted to the bright light, she found that many knights, as well as Sato Kazuma and others, had appeared around the training ground.

He was completely surrounded!

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