My magic panel is too numerical.

"Oh dear, the Moretti family has fallen on hard times; they're actually sending a girl to negotiate on behalf of the family."

"It seems their family has no one else of note."

"What are you negotiating? It's not a marriage alliance, is it?"

"Is this a apology? With such a beautiful face and that rumored talent, how powerful will the child she bears be..."

"It doesn't seem like it. What kind of girl dresses up like this for an arranged marriage? It looks more like she's here to intimidate you."

"Exactly, she doesn't act like a girl at all."

……

Pharos's ears twitched slightly as he listened to the hushed conversations around him, most of which were expressions of discontent.

"I must say, this Miss Serena is indeed very clever," Miss Raven praised.

"How so?"

"In a way, a banquet among nobles is a battleground for aristocratic women," Miss Raven said. "Most girls will try their best to dress up and become the focus of the banquet."

Pharos understood.

These Mafia families also followed suit, imitating the social dinners of the nobility.

Miss Serena did not choose to compete with these women for attention, but instead focused on herself in a different way.

"Ahem!"

Beside him, Roman coughed, signaling everyone to be quiet and watch his performance.

She took her sister's arm and went forward to greet them.

Rosa was starting to consider running away.

The plan failed, and not only did it fail to suppress Serena's arrogance, but because of his plain attire today, his aura was overshadowed, making him appear like a supporting character.

Both being young ladies from wealthy families and members of the Mafia, Rosa found it hard to accept, but her brother held her back.

"Long time no see, Miss Moretti," Rosa greeted him with a shy smile.

However, his eyes inevitably radiated hostility.

The surrounding crowd and invited reporters all used their cameras to record this harmonious and awe-inspiring scene.

Serena didn't bring her sword, and Roman didn't bring his dog either; it was a rare moment of peace.

In Dawn Town, there couldn't be any bigger news than this.

"Good afternoon, Roman and Rosa." Serena nodded slightly, gave a polite smile, and greeted them.

Rosa sometimes really dislikes her brother, standing by without saying a word.

With so many reporters watching, she had no choice but to greet them herself.

"I was quite worried about you these past couple of days because I didn't see you at school. I'm so glad you're okay..."

"No need to be so polite, Rosa," Roman suddenly interrupted. "We're all old friends. Today is my birthday dinner, thank you for coming. My dear friend and I, Faros, welcome."

His very first words were filled with a strong sense of tension and hostility.

Upon hearing this, Serena's eyes flickered slightly, and sure enough, she spotted the lazy, brown-haired young man in the crowd.

She turned and left, as if she had made up her mind.

What about Pharos?

He froze for a moment.

He watched as the young lady walked straight toward him, and suddenly felt a little flustered.

"Don't be afraid of Pharos, she's not armed, it's not a big deal, at most... she'll slap you?" Miss Raven teased.

Miss Raven... don't make it sound so easy. She's a seasoned mafia member, after all. What if she pulls out a gun?

Actually, Pharos felt more embarrassed than scared.

Although he didn't think he was wrong, Miss Serena was ultimately the victim.

Finally, when they were about three meters apart, Serena stopped and their eyes met.

After a two-second silence, Serena suddenly lowered her head, bowed, and said, "I'm sorry."

A simple word.

Pharos's mind went blank for a moment.

"What?"

"My father's matter... he did something wrong..." Serena said, her black hair falling down her ear, her voice slightly nasal. "I'm sorry to have dragged you and the detective into this."

The entire room fell silent.

Whose apology?

Who is apologizing?

That Miss Serena? Apologize to this ordinary detective's assistant?

The camera flash kept blinking, making Pharos a little dizzy.

For a fleeting moment, he even wondered if this was the fake Serena from that morning in disguise.

…………

Reception room.

Serena had been talking for an hour with several key members of the Corleone family.

Miss Crow flew back to the dining table.

Pharos was still eating his steak. The banquet was a buffet, with waiters and maids constantly adding various snacks, steaks, and main dishes to the long table.

"Stop eating Pharos... You look like a starving ghost..." Miss Raven commented sharply. "As a gentleman, you should take the initiative to invite a lady to dance, like Miss Rosa, who has been looking at you ever since."

Pharos was clearly not interested in this; he adhered to the principle of not taking initiative, not refusing, and not taking responsibility.

In other words, he was too lazy to deal with all the formalities; Roman told him that as long as he ate and drank well, that was all that mattered.

"What are they talking about?" Pharos asked.

As an outsider, Pharos naturally found it difficult to enter the reception room and listen to the conversation between the two families.

Therefore, Pharos asked Miss Raven to help him spy on the situation.

Being a spirit is indeed very convenient.

"The situation is actually a little worse than Miss Chris anticipated," Miss Raven said.

"Oh no? What do you mean?" Pharos rolled up a large mouthful of Roman pasta and stuffed it into his mouth.

To my surprise, the meat sauce for the Roman pasta contained rosemary and basil.

As expected of the Corleone family, so extravagant.

"Currently, the unusual activities in Bedel Green have been noticed by the two gang families. They have exchanged information, and the strange events in Dawn Town have already made both families take them seriously enough."

"They! They found out?" Pharos exclaimed in surprise.

"Keep your voice down!" Miss Crow warned. "You know we have Mafia informants in the church, and besides, these strange things have been happening way too often lately. How could word not have leaked out?"

Indeed, Mr. Paul was a spy planted in the church by the Moretti family.

The entire East End, including Bedell Green, is almost entirely Mafia territory.

With the mechanical scorpion and Miss Venus causing such a commotion, it's impossible to suppress the news.

"What is the purpose of their negotiations?" Pharos asked tentatively.

Miss Crow didn't answer directly, but instead kept her in suspense, asking an analogy: "Pharos, do you know what ants do before it rains? What mice do before an earthquake?"

"Moving...running away?" Pharos frowned. "No...it should be self-preservation."

"You're absolutely right," Miss Raven agreed.

The people of Dawntown aren't fools, and neither are the Mafia. Although they've been abandoned by the three major powers of the Empire, they still want to survive.

"Their goal is to band together to deal with this White Giant crisis," Pharos concluded.

Miss Crow nodded.

Not only the church, but even some ordinary people sensed the seriousness of the situation.

"Since they haven't spread it, does that mean they also realize the seriousness of the situation?" Pharos pressed.

"That's how it sounds for now. In a couple of days, Moretti and Corleone will jointly hold a meeting of the heads of the five major gangs to discuss countermeasures and share intelligence."

"Do the other three families know as well?" Pharos asked.

"It's hard not to know."

The five major gangs tacitly covered up the matter.

To avoid causing panic, this is the entire internal structure of Dawn Town trying to save itself.

"Although gangsters are usually very domineering, they will still stand up for each other when faced with common danger." Pharos pondered for a moment. "Since... the church is so short-handed, is it possible for gangsters to become our allies?"