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The town administrator preemptively explained to the group the seriousness of falsely reporting military intelligence.

He doesn't want to be bothered by other things right now.

If the major changes that occur in the black market are not handled properly, they could affect one's career.

To provide an excuse for the newly appointed viscount of the fiefdom.

They took the opportunity to cause trouble and transfer him away from himself.

Then wouldn't all the hard work he put into building Yantiecheng for 20 years have been for nothing?

Even the worst consequence is that they will discard them after they have served their purpose.

He died inexplicably in some dark, stinking ditch.

Considering the potential consequences, the administrators had no choice but to take this major incident seriously.

The trio standing opposite the desk felt the administrator's cold and authoritative aura.

In the end, it was Calvin with the big beard who stepped forward and gave a solemn bow.

"Sir, we did not mean to disturb your work."

"This matter is extremely important and must be reported promptly, otherwise it will be too late to regret it."

The administrator's interest was piqued; he picked up a cigar from the side, lit it, and...

He took a deep breath: "Phew~, interesting, please continue."

"I'd like to see just what this matter of great importance you're talking about really is."

Captain Calvin glanced discreetly at the old coachman behind him.

After seeing the other party nod, he began to explain everything.

When the administrator heard that the goblin and Dorothy had appeared, his pupils, hidden behind his glasses, contracted sharply.

The act of smoking paused for a moment.

Only after hearing all the information did he regain his composure.

"Calvin, your story is wonderfully told."

"Looks like after being stripped of your position as mine guard captain, you're planning to become a bard?"

The administrator slammed his hand on the table and said sternly:

"If you want me to believe you, then please provide evidence."

"Do you have goblin loot, or goblin heads?"

Faced with the administrator's sharp questioning, he stepped aside and gave his companion, Leah, an encouraging look.

"Go ahead, believe in yourself, you can do it."

Lia pursed her lips and mustered her courage to step forward.

"My lord, I possess the ability of [Memory Projection],"

"I can show you my memories as evidence."

"Oh? That's a rare ability."

The administrator flicked off his cigarette ash, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

He casually touched the sapphire ring on his left hand, his expression no longer serious.

"Then please demonstrate it to me, so I can see if what you're saying is true."

"Okay," Leah readily agreed, removing the hair ornament from her head.

Her hair moved on its own, flowing freely even without wind.

His eyes began to emit blue light.

A memory about goblins appeared in the office as a projection of two eyes.

The administrator narrowed his eyes as he looked at the light screen that appeared in mid-air.

The hand wearing the sapphire ring unconsciously rested on the table, directly facing the light screen.

As more and more content is displayed within the light screen...

Beneath the administrator's calm exterior lies a turbulent inner world.

It began to gradually provide ample emotional value energy.

To contribute to the creative power of Lu Chen.

[Ding! The administrator's emotions of "shock from the upheaval of the strategic landscape, ecstasy from soaring ambitions for power, and excitement from meticulous calculations" have increased by 15 and have been converted into 0.3 Creation Power.]

After reviewing all the memory projections, the administrator interlaced his fingers on the table.

The reflection on his glasses obscured his thoughts at that moment.

That emotional ability, so different from others, profoundly demonstrates this person's extraordinary nature.

He didn't experience the fear that most people feel when they see a monster labeled with 9 tags.

Instead, he saw this new crisis as an opportunity for career advancement.

Once we can find a way to conquer the newborn nest.

To obtain its internal control core.

Therefore, one can quickly spawn low-level monsters by consuming magic crystals, thereby achieving the goal of training and leveling up.

This will not only allow the soldiers in the town to break through to level 10.

This would also bring him great merit, and he would be granted the title of hereditary baron by the kingdom.

To temporarily escape the threat posed by the Viscount.

Thinking of all the benefits, the usually serious-looking administrator slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

The cold light reflected from the glasses seemed to soften a bit.

"Captain Calvin, thank you for bringing such crucial intelligence."

"This will allow Iron City to take preventative measures..."

As they were talking, the administrator suddenly changed the subject:

"However, you should also know that although I have seen the truth, outsiders have not."

"But to mobilize the city guards and convince everyone, we still need substantial evidence."

The administrator stood up and left his seat.

Somewhat melancholy, she began to complain:

"In addition, the shootout that took place at the black market last night has led to the deployment of most of the city guards to maintain order."

"I'm really stretched thin here..."

Calvin, a seasoned veteran, raised an eyebrow, understanding the other party's hidden meaning.

Is the intention to send them out to hunt lone goblins?

Or could we pinpoint the location of the fertile nest?

Are you kidding me?

We barely escaped the wolf's clutches; if we were to encounter it again, what good would it do us?

Although he was reporting for the safety of the town and its civilians.

But that doesn't mean he's a reckless idiot.

The administrator noticed the rejection on Calvin's and the others' faces.

He was not surprised by this.

If you want someone to go ahead and find out the location of the brooding nest, you naturally need to use both kindness and force.

He pushed up his glasses and sighed:

"Calvin, when you offended the old Viscount by trying to save people during the mine collapse, it was through a deal I made in exchange for something."

"That's why you were able to rescue the miners and were only stripped of your job."

"They did not receive any real punishment."

The administrator's words struck like a heavy blow.

It struck Calvin's conscience hard, making him grit his teeth.

"The town is in dire straits right now, and there is a severe shortage of manpower."

"Can't you step in and save everyone from this disaster?"

"On behalf of the entire Iron City, I implore you to stand up for your hometown once again."

The administrator's next words struck a nerve with Calvin's sensitive moral views.

This made his struggling heart teeter on the brink of collapse.

Seeing that the other party was becoming increasingly swayed, the administrator adjusted his glasses and threw out the final bait:

"If you can find out the location of the brooding nest and obtain physical evidence of goblins this time..."

"Then I can not only reinstate you as the mine's guard captain,"

"Furthermore, we can petition the kingdom to reward you and bring the truth of the mining disaster back to light!"

Calvin, who was still blaming himself for the mining accident, could no longer bear to hear these words.

His eyes turned bloodshot.

He clenched his fists and stared intently at the administrator.

A reply, word by word:

"I don't care about any mine guard captain."

"What I care about more is the truth coming to light."

"Are you sure the truth about the mine will be revealed? That justice will be served for those unjustly killed miners?"

The administrator, who had returned to his desk, nodded.

He very seriously analyzed the pros and cons for Calvin.

"Of course you can."

"As long as the fertile nest can be properly managed, the kingdom will bestow rewards."

"Then we'll see the despicable things a disgraced old viscount does..."

"Nothing is more important than new achievements in expanding the kingdom's territory."

After the administrator's explanation, Calvin suddenly understood.

It seems our own administrators have big ambitions.

The idea that they can use the emergence of a new meritorious figure to overthrow their former employer suggests that they are not truly on the same page.

That's a good thing.

As an ordinary citizen, even if I collected a lot of evidence under normal circumstances,

Even that couldn't bring down a fallen nobleman.

This is a good opportunity to seek justice for the miners who drank and ate with us.

To stop their families from weeping.

Having made up his mind, he glanced back at his two companions.

When they saw that both Leah and the old coachman Holm were nodding,

He then realized that they shared the same thoughts as him.

This further strengthened Calvin's resolve.

"I understand, Your Excellency."

"Our caravan accepted the mission to search for the fertile nest."

"Then I won't disturb you while you're handling your other official business."

The trio bowed and slowly left the office.

As they were about to leave, the administrator waved goodbye:

"Everyone, please be careful."

"Iron City cannot afford to lose any of its pillars."