Wizard Earl

Thinking of this, Christant lost all interest in continuing his reminiscing with Valdes. He took a deep breath and bid farewell to Valdes beside him, saying, "The matter has arisen suddenly and is of such great importance that I must immediately return to arrange for people to handle it. I won't stay here any longer. I will personally return this metal black box to you intact the day after tomorrow!"

"No problem, go ahead! Just remember to be careful."

As a former intelligence operative, Valdes naturally understood Christant's feelings and the pressure he would face. Therefore, he didn't try to stop Christant, but instead bid him farewell:

After waving at Valdes, Christant left the secret room without looking back, quickly walked out of the Church of St. Antis, and headed towards the two-story building not far from the church, which was the headquarters of the Black Organization.

As he watched Christant leave, Valdes shook his head slightly with a hint of helplessness. His aged eyes slowly became complicated. The reason he was willing to take such a big risk today to help Christant and buy him three days was partly because of the decades of life-and-death friendship he shared with Christant.

On the other hand, there were also considerations of their own interests. Both Valdes and Christant had worked in the Black Organization for decades. Before he was transferred to the Church of Saint Antis due to problems with his cultivation, Valdes, as a first-level wizard, although he did not reach the de facto top position of Director of Intelligence in the Black Organization like Christant, was definitely a high-ranking member of the Black Organization.

As an intelligence operative, especially in a highly sensitive organization like the Storm Church's Black Organization, it's practically impossible to work for decades and reach a high position without any scandals or dirty tricks. It's just a matter of whether your scandals have been discovered or dug up. Historically, the Black Organization has seen numerous instances where high-ranking members had their scandals exposed and were subsequently purged within the Storm Church.

As a former high-ranking official, Valdes did some shady things while working for the Black Organization. However, he was not worried that his deeds would be exposed because his friend, Christant, who was involved in those shady things, was the director of the Black Organization. With Christant around, his dirty secrets would definitely not be dug up!

However, if Valdes were to step down from his position as the intelligence director of the Black Organization, especially if he performed poorly and was ordered to resign, it would be very dangerous. At that point, the newly appointed intelligence director, in order to demonstrate his abilities to his superiors and establish authority among his subordinates, might very well turn against his predecessor. This is exactly what Christant and Valdes did when they first took office in the Black Organization, driving the former intelligence director to suicide.

So now that they're almost at this point, Valdes and Christant must be feeling a mix of emotions and apprehension. That's why Valdes told Christant that he would tell Lena about going to the Black Organization to be his deputy.

From any perspective, Lena's situation is a significant signal that the higher-ups are dissatisfied with Christant's work. Lena's existence is a threat to Christant. Undoubtedly, Lena will start as a deputy, familiarizing herself with the environment and work of the Black Organization. If Christant's work still fails to satisfy the higher-ups, then those who are familiar with the Black Organization will naturally replace Christant.

If Lena becomes the de facto ruler of the Black Organization, not only will Christant be in danger, but even Valdes, a former high-ranking member who has already left the Black Organization, will be in serious trouble.

That's why Valdes, without waiting for Christant to speak, proactively handed him Milik's metal black box and went to great lengths to buy him three days to investigate how Milik died. Valdes's purpose in doing all this was to help Christant stabilize the situation within the Black Organization and thus protect his own secrets from being exposed…

After pondering for a while, Valdes, sitting in the secret chamber, sighed softly and then resumed his cultivation.

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In a square of a residential area in Frosinone, Margaret, who was meditating, suddenly opened her eyes. She then took out a purple-gold pocket watch from her bosom. Seeing that the hour hand of the watch pointed to ten, Margaret nodded slightly, put the watch back, and snapped her fingers. As soon as the snap occurred, a white, somewhat transparent barrier appeared in the room, isolating and eliminating all energy fluctuations in the room.

Seeing this, Margaret smiled slightly, then took out a crystal bowl, its surface completely translucent, from her spatial ring and placed it on the ground. Having done this, Margaret poured some water into the crystal bowl. When the water level was level with the rim of the bowl, Margaret pricked her finger and dripped three drops of her blood into the bowl filled with water.

The blood fell into the clear water in the crystal bowl and quickly dispersed, turning the entire bowl of water bright red. Seeing this, Margaret, knowing the time had come, still began to chant a spell.

"Griezmann, Fabio Trent, Odero, Dembele, Asliano, Cassano, Antonio"

As the incantation was chanted, the water in the crystal bowl, stained crimson with Margaret's blood, began to gradually boil. The rising steam condensed above the bowl, forming a water curtain. Watching the water curtain form, Margaret stopped chanting and looked at it with anticipation.

Under Margaret's beautiful gaze, the water curtain began to change. A graceful and elegant young woman with exquisite and captivating features appeared on it. Everything about her seemed perfect, so breathtaking, except for her cold and aloof demeanor, as if she were an unapproachable stranger, like the unmelting ice on a glacier that had stood for millennia. Anyone who saw her would instinctively keep their distance.