Wizard Earl

Although it was awkward and I disliked Jovic's direct approach, Jovic was, after all, a second-level wizard and divine punisher of the Storm Church, and one of the Church's most elite forces, second only to Pope Ilsanker.

At this crucial juncture, as she challenged Hummels on the issue of who would be the next pope, Elena knew that even if she couldn't win over someone like Jovic to her support, she absolutely couldn't afford to antagonize him and push him towards Hummels's faction. Therefore, she suppressed her resentment and smiled, saying, "Of course, Jovic, everyone knows your character. However, if one day you have any new ideas, I would be very willing to have a good talk with you!"

Jovic, the blond middle-aged man, nodded upon hearing this, not completely refusing Elena's offer. After a brief chat, Jovic steered the conversation back to business, asking Elena with a serious expression, "Elena, my mission is to assist you in dealing with Reyes. However, I've just arrived here and am not yet familiar with the situation. Could you tell me about the situation in Frosinone?"

Upon hearing Jovic mention this, Elena's expression shifted, as if she wanted to say something, but seemed unsure how to begin...

Upon seeing the blond middle-aged man, Jovic, his expression was one of confusion, wondering what Elena was doing. He then said with some displeasure, "Elena, I am a divine punisher of the Church, and I was personally ordered by His Majesty Ilsank to be transferred from East Hoy to assist you in completing your mission. You can completely trust me!"

"If you don't trust me, you can always ask His Majesty Ilsank to let me return to East Hoy and have other Divine Punishers come here to assist you in dealing with Reyes!"

Sensing that Jovic seemed a little angry, Elena, who had been hesitant to speak, finally gave a wry smile, made up her mind, and said with great reluctance, "I'm sorry, Jovic, you've misunderstood. It's not that I don't trust you, but this matter is really difficult to talk about..."

"Elena, what do you mean by that?" Jovic didn't understand what Elena was trying to say, and asked with a frown, puzzled:

Seeing this, Elena sighed and did not answer Jovic's question directly. Instead, she waved her hand gently, and a light blue barrier enveloped both her and Jovic.

Jovic, trapped within the barrier, scanned the pale blue enclosure and then said softly, "Elena, I don't know what you're planning to say next, but isn't your reaction a bit excessive?"

"This Mensaka Manor is a secret estate of our Storm Church, and this villa is the core of the manor, protected by several arrays. With such security, you're still worried that our conversation as two level-two wizards will be eavesdropped on, and you've even used a soundproof barrier to prevent it. It seems that the situation here in Frosinone is worse than I imagined!"

Hearing Jovic's lament, a hint of helplessness appeared on Elena's cold and beautiful face. She then said, "Jovic, you're right. Although I haven't been in Frosinone for long, I can now deeply feel that the situation here is abnormal. You should have heard about the operation a few days ago, where I was in charge, Christant was in charge of the specific operations, and Andrew, Giovanni, and others participated, right?"

"At that time, Christant, Black Organization's men used the Eye of the Storm and other technical means to locate Reyes' two assistants, Bispin and Southgate, who were hiding in the Académie neighborhood in Frosinone. So in the next hour or so, we quickly sealed off the Académie neighborhood and launched an operation to capture Bispin and Southgate."

"But after we started the operation, we discovered that Bisping and Southgate had already left the Akkadian community before us. And that alchemist Southgate had left an alchemical bomb in the Akkadian community. Giovanni almost fell for this dirty trick."

"Jovic, you were also involved in the Rune incident back then. You should be very familiar with the Secret Society's all-pervasive intelligence capabilities. So, we suspect that there's a mole within our ranks who tipped off Reyes and his group this time, which is why Bispin and Southgate were able to escape our capture."

"Currently, Christant has begun investigating everyone who knows about the operation. I believe he will soon give us a satisfactory answer and expose the traitor lurking within our ranks!" Elena said coldly, her eyes flashing with a cold light as she clenched her fists.

Although Elena spoke these words while looking at Jovich, unfortunately, she didn't notice the fleeting, strange look that crossed Jovich's face after he heard there was a mole within the ranks...

Jovic pondered for a few seconds, as if processing the information Elena had shared, before slowly speaking, "Besides catching the mole, have you figured out how many accomplices Reyes has in Frosinone, and how many people from the Secret Society have come?"

Hearing Reyes's question, Elena felt slightly embarrassed, but still spoke frankly: "Intelligence work has always been handled by the Black Organization. In the days since I arrived, although I have repeatedly urged Christant to provide me with a complete situation report, Christant, relying on Archbishop Hummels's backing, has repeatedly made excuses to disobey my orders, always shirking responsibility..."

"Furthermore, I haven't been in Frosinone for very long, so I'm not entirely sure how many helpers Reyes has here. However, given Reyes's consistently cautious approach, I imagine his intelligence gathering efforts on Christant's side aren't going very smoothly," Elena analyzed.

Seeing Elena's candor, Jovic felt embarrassed to press her further and could only nod slightly to indicate that he understood.

Just as the conversation between the two reached a stalemate, the atmosphere became slightly strange, and neither of them knew what to say, Margaret suddenly changed her expression. Her slender hand brushed against her spatial ring, revealing a palm-sized mirror made entirely of pale purple crystal. At this moment, the mirror was emitting a faint purple light, looking very mysterious.