Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

One move a day? Go play with the ghosts, I'm not putting up with this anymore.

Or we could swallow our pride and go talk to His Majesty and His Highness to see if we could get Surtr and Mudrock back to teach them ourselves, which would at least relieve some of our boredom.

"Are you really not going to get off?" the supervisor asked when he noticed that Winster showed no intention of sitting back down.

“I’m not playing anymore.” Winster shook his head.

The supervisor sighed, "Well, this is probably the last time we'll have a chance to play chess."

Winston raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean? You old codger, you've finally figured out your own death date?"

Unexpectedly, the supervisor did not refute, but instead gave Winston a bitter smile, spread his hands, and sighed:

"I don't know, I don't know, the secrets of heaven are hard to fathom. But if nothing unexpected happens, the Great Yan Dynasty is probably going to be in chaos for a while."

Is the Great Yan Dynasty going to be in chaos for a while?

Winster asked incredulously:

"Is your emperor a tyrant?"

"No. Although he wasn't a wise ruler, he was competent at maintaining the status quo and wasn't incompetent or foolish."

"Is there a problem with the sea borders you are guarding?"

"The alien species in the deep sea are being closely watched by the Zhenhai Division and the Canal Transport Zhenjiang Office, so they can't cause any trouble."

“Then…could it be that something unusual is happening in the tundra?” Winster asked, racking his brains. But the supervisor shook his head.

"No. The divination indicates that the cause of the turmoil lies within, while the contributing factor is external. I cannot discern the rest. Based on my guess, there is probably a traitor within the court who has colluded with the Ursus people. This has already been reported to the True Dragon."

The righteous path was being monitored. This left Winston somewhat puzzled.

The censor's analysis was not without merit. Since the divination indicated that the cause of the turmoil was internal, the cause must lie with the imperial court. As for the contributing factors, they were external. So, at this time, who else, besides the long-awaited military empire of Ursus, had the capability and ambition to strike against the Great Yan?

Since the supervisor has already seen this out and reported the information to the court, what is there to worry about? If the true emperor is not a foolish ruler as he said, then the court must have already begun a major investigation, right?

Speaking of which, this year is still 1092, which is also the time of the Dali Temple's inspection every four years. If the True Dragon is not a fool, the Dali Temple will definitely be more vigilant than in previous years.

"But that's where the problem lies."

The supervisor said with great concern,

"Even though we have taken precautions against Ursus, and the court has begun a major investigation, the divination results are not only not improving, but are gradually getting worse. The Purple Star is already setting in the west. If this continues, chaos will break out."

"Should we...?"

Winster was speaking when a contact request suddenly popped up on his screen. Seeing the caller's name, Winster's expression turned serious. He said to the supervisor, "Sorry, let's talk later," and hung up, then answered the call from Vina.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, greetings. It must be late at night in Longmen. What are your orders for calling this old minister at this hour?"

“Help us look up the Saintess of Lateran, Michael.”

Vina got straight to the point.

Chapter Sixty-Six: The Women of Lateran Are Not Easy to Deal With

Checking on an individual?

That's easy. Unicorns do exactly that. How many does Her Majesty intend to investigate?

"Investigate only one: the saintess of Lateran, the woman codenamed [Michael]."

Lateran?

Winster took a deep breath and asked:

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, what are the Zarathians doing here?"

For a unicorn, finding out an individual is indeed a simple matter, but that simplicity does not include finding out someone from Laterano.

Of the nations on Earth, there are two that are difficult to investigate, one being the Great Yan. The Great Yan is a closed-off country; forget about planting spies or informants to investigate, even entering legally requires a lot of effort and a mountain of certificates. And even if one wanted to sneak in through illegitimate means, they would have to ask the immortals for their permission.

The other country is Lateran. In stark contrast to the Great Yan, which is a kingdom that has turned its back on the gods, Lateran is a kingdom ruled by the gods. It has strict rules, a strong religious atmosphere, and the three major institutions of the Inquisition, the Notary Office, and the Papal Court control everything in Lateran. It is almost impossible to infiltrate it.

It's not that Unicorn can't investigate Laterano, but the fact that Vina is asking to investigate the Holy Maiden of Laterano makes things tricky. Winster doesn't know what this Sakorta named Michael looks like, but since she's a Holy Maiden, she must reside in Laterano's most mysterious Papal Palace. Trying to extend intelligence into that area... is extremely difficult.

Frankly, Winster even thought it would be easier for him to assassinate the king of a small country than this.

Hearing Winston's question, Vina frowned. Winston was a very serious man; would he really say something like that? Was it really that difficult?

"If it's too difficult, then we won't bother the unicorn."

Wayne spoke up after a moment of contemplation.

This was the first time he had ever seen something that even a unicorn found difficult. But upon closer reflection, it wasn't surprising. If Wei Yanwu was backed by the Saintess of Lateran, and Wei Yanwu's goal was to seize the throne of Yan Kingdom, then it wouldn't be surprising if the Saintess of Lateran who was helping him was no ordinary person.

It was at most a little unexpected, but the fact that Mostima subconsciously ignored her presence, that the unicorns struggled to conduct effective investigations, and that she had the ability to support Wei Yanwu's bid for the Yan Kingdom's throne was something Wayne had never encountered before.

"It's not a problem. If His Highness Wayne is willing to give us some time, we can gather the relevant information. But it certainly won't be as fast as we usually are."

As the leader of the unicorns and a noble immortal, Winston naturally dislikes the word "trouble." To him, what could possibly be considered troublesome?

It's simply a matter of spending a little more or a little less time. The efficiency of receiving tasks from Wayne one day and having all the necessary information on his desk the next is impossible, but spending a few more days, a week, or even a month will eventually reveal the flaws.

Humans leave traces wherever they go in the world, and unicorns are mythical creatures that leave no trace in legends. If Laterano tries to outsmart them by hiding, they are still too inexperienced.

"In that case, I'll leave it to you."

Wayne nodded in satisfaction.

There's no rush with this. What he should be thinking about is how to tell Chen about the contents of the box tomorrow.

Does it simply say there's a necklace, or reveal the meaning behind the necklace, or leave it as a riddle for Chen to figure out?

These three options could lead to three completely different outcomes. After all, Chen's personality is what it is: impatient and straightforward. If he were to confront Wei Yanwu directly, Wayne would also be in an awkward position.

Putting everything else aside, he did say something like he wanted to "offer moral support to Wei Yanwu." He couldn't just turn around and betray him, let alone betray him so completely. That would ruin his character.

"Your Highness Wayne."

Just as Vina was about to hang up, the unicorn suddenly called out to Wayne. Wayne composed himself, took the phone with a puzzled look, saw the unicorn making faces in the video, turned off the speakerphone, and asked:

"what happened?"

"Um, Your Highness Wayne, is the Saintess of Zarathustra involved in this matter?"

“Yes,” Wayne nodded. How could this be unrelated to him? He was the one who kept his word, she was the one who went to the meeting alone, and he was the one who followed the clues—of course it was related to him.

It's not just related to him, it's related to the whole of Victoria. Lateran is now eyeing the Great Yan, and it's hard to guarantee they won't try to undermine Victoria again in the future. Getting back up after a fall—holding grudges is a Western trait.

“Ah, then I must give you some advice,” Winster said earnestly. “The Saintess of Lateran is not someone to be trifled with. You have so many options, so why don’t you just give up?”

Wayne: "?"

After staring blankly at his phone for a while, Wayne finally realized what Winster meant. "Why did you make me turn off the speakerphone? That's it?"

How dare you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? When has Wayne ever been interested in Laterano women?

What, Mostima?

Mostima doesn't count. Look at Mostima's background icon; it's categorized under Penguin Logistics... People from Penguin Logistics, can they be considered Laterano?

"Climb, climb, climb, can't you think about it in a positive light? I'm doing something important."

Wayne grumbled and hung up the phone. Winster gave a helpless shrug.

Young people these days have become too independent and disobedient. Getting down to business?

For Your Highness Wayne, is there a conflict between doing serious business and flirting with girls? When have you ever done serious business while simultaneously bringing someone into the palace?

Alright, let's not talk about the young people anymore, let's get to work.

Winston stood up and knocked on a nearby pillar, causing the unicorns that had been hurrying around to immediately stop in their tracks.

"We've got a mission. This one's tough. Get your gear ready. Gan, Wen, and Cui, the three of you come with me. The rest of you, stand by."

"understand!"

At the same time, he handed the phone back to Vina. Facing her questioning gaze, Wayne rolled his eyes and muttered:

"They didn't say anything serious, they're being all mysterious, trying to pry into my gossip."

"Mr. Winster would do something like that?" Vina exclaimed, as if her eyes had been opened.

“Everyone has another side. My brother Theresis used to enjoy cooking in his spare time. He was actually quite a good cook.” Theresa inadvertently revealed a little gossip about the Chairman.

"Why in the past?"

"Vina asked."

"Because he can't stay idle now. And he seems to have severe hair loss, probably because he's afraid his hair will fall into the pot?"

“That’s terrible,” Vina and Wayne said at the same time.

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Guard Bureau's Desperate Situation

"how is the situation?"

Leaning against the garbage truck in the corner, Jiu gripped the communicator in her hand, keeping a watchful eye on her surroundings while asking Hoshiguma a question on the other end of the line.

"Well—the situation... to be honest, I'd like to say that the situation is not bad, but the current situation really doesn't allow it."

Hoshiguma took a deep breath; her situation was far more dangerous than Jiu's. Jiu had at least temporarily shaken off her pursuers, but she was already cornered upstairs. Through the empty window of the abandoned building in the slums, Hoshiguma peered out. People wearing eerie black cloaks, embroidered with a rattlesnake tattoo, were patrolling back and forth downstairs with remarkable discipline.

They knew Hoshiguma was trapped upstairs, but they weren't in a hurry to go up. A cornered dog will jump over a wall; don't pursue a desperate enemy. If you push a ghost too far, it's not impossible for it to withstand the building's force and knock them to the ground.

Anyway, Hoshiguma has no chance of escaping. As long as they stay downstairs and keep sending people to harass her, they can trap her for a day until she is exhausted, and then they can go upstairs to capture her without any problem.

This is the slum district three, the lair of the infected riot organization "Rattlesnake," and also a war outpost run by a man codenamed "Rattlesnake," one of the Kosichean scales. There's no way the cops could get in to rescue her.

"Tsk. They're all staying downstairs, probably planning to trap me here to die."

Hoshiguma clicked her tongue in amazement. She and Kyu had originally come to carry out an infiltration mission. But the enemy seemed to have been aware of this all along and had actually turned the tables on them by luring them deep into their territory. The Guard Bureau's informants within the riot organization hadn't even had time to send out the message before Kyu was completely taken into custody. Kyu and Hoshiguma, who were completely unaware of this and had infiltrated with false intelligence, were also immediately separated and trapped in different locations.

This was the first time such an accident had occurred in the history of the Guard Bureau, and Hoshiguma couldn't help but have some doubts:

"To be honest, Ninth Bureau, I don't think these people are any kind of infected riot organization at all."

Nine took a deep breath on the other end of the communicator. She knew what Hoshiguma wanted to say; in fact, she felt the same way.

The discipline, teamwork, and tactical acumen of this group are incredible! They're nothing like the loosely organized, purely driven by anger and a dark desire for revenge against society that Nine had in mind—a crazed infected riot organization. To put it another way, they're more like a rigorously trained paramilitary organization like the Guard Bureau!

But the more Jiu thought about it, the more unbelievable it became.