Miss President wants to talk to you

The system provided a response.

[Problem analysis in progress...]

[Estimated thinking time: 5 minutes]

Eleanor's hesitation just now was simply waiting for the system to finish its thought process.

The results are in.

[Target device: Tesla Labs Magic Phase Pointer, Pulse Type 1.]

The energy projection module uses a constant voltage magic capacitor bank, and the power output is determined by the trigger threshold of the main control valve.

[Current factory setting: Trigger threshold is 2400 Pascals of magic pressure.]

This setting causes the energy projection module to release pulses at excessively high power during source tracing and localization.

[Adjustment Plan: Lower the trigger threshold of the main control valve from 2400 Pascals to 380 Pascals, then gradually increase it by 1% per minute until it reaches 680 Pascals.]

[After the modification, the pulse output power will be reduced to 16% of its original value, which is sufficient to complete magic trace tracking, but not enough to cause fatal damage to the target.]

It turns out that you only need to modify one parameter.

Eleanor suddenly realized why the system's thinking time was so short.

With the results in hand, Eleanor could naturally make a decision.

This is his problem; Edgar shouldn't take the blame.

"You don't need to write a letter of responsibility."

Eleanor said, "I need you to report to me as soon as the tracking is complete."

"No action other than arrest is permitted until I give you my next instructions."

Edgar breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems I had misjudged Eleanor a bit.

He doesn't need anyone to take the blame; all he needs is his own stance.

Edgar nodded emphatically.

"clear."

"Go ahead, I'll take care of the application report for you."

……

Forty minutes later, an unmarked black truck drove out of a military underground warehouse.

Inside the carriage was a dark gray device, only the size of a suitcase, with densely etched runes on its outer shell.

The curved antenna on top vibrated slightly while driving.

Two lab operators squatted down beside him to perform the final calibration.

"Director Hoffer, is this really alright?"

One operator said, "We haven't tested this parameter yet. If the pointer malfunctions, it's not our problem."

"Just do as I say!"

Edgar sat to the side and said helplessly.

Just before the operation began, she received a call from Eleanor, who asked her to lower the trigger threshold of the pointer to 380 Pascals.

Then gradually increase by 1% per minute until it reaches 680 Pa.

Eleanor's attitude was extremely firm.

If no changes are made, he will cancel the entire operation.

Edgar had no choice but to comply.

Finally, the parameters were modified, and the operator pressed the start button.

hum!

An invisible pulse instantly spread in all directions, and soon, the display panel reacted.

"It actually works!"

One operator blurted out, "Incredulous."

They modified and tested countless parameters, always encountering various problems, but surprisingly, this time, nothing went wrong!

"Have you found the location to cast the spell?"

Edgar didn't care about any parameters; she only cared about whether she could complete her mission.

"found it!"

The operator looked at the display panel.

"The location for casting the spell is St. Joseph's Cathedral!"

Chapter 42: The Operation Begins

St. Joseph's Cathedral, also known as St. Joseph's Cathedral.

In the early 19th century, a large number of Rhine immigrants poured into the Norton Commonwealth, hoping to maintain their language and cultural traditions in the unfamiliar New World.

So a community was formed and the Catholic church was built.

The church's patron saint, Saint Joseph, also had an extraordinary background.

He was the husband of the Virgin Mary, the foster father of Jesus Christ, and the most righteous and generous man in the world.

If he could, Edgar would not have wanted to clash with this group.

The Rhine Empire has been developing rapidly recently.

Their industrial revitalization plan made great progress, and the international standing of the Rhine Empire rose rapidly.

Even Rhine immigrants in the Norton Federation have begun to receive some preferential treatment.

but

We're giving you these preferential treatments not so that you'll try to take advantage of Mr. Hopkins!

Upon learning of the destination, Edgar quickly notified the Bureau of Investigation and ordered agents to begin assembling at the church.

When Edgar arrived at the stakeout near the church, there were already more than a dozen agents waiting there.

When they saw the bureau chief arrive, they all bowed.

"Good morning, Director!"

"Director Edgar, you've been working so hard lately, you look so haggard."

"We're all ready, and we can get started anytime!"

Edgar nodded, but his expression showed no sign of relief.

Taking action against churches must be done with utmost care, as a slight misstep could trigger a huge public outcry.

Has Claire arrived yet?

Edgar asked.

"Coming, coming, Chief, I'm here!"

A short-haired woman in an investigation bureau uniform ran over.

Claire Torsen.

Deputy Director of the Bureau of Investigation, Edgar Hoffer's most trusted working partner and close comrade-in-arms, and currently the FBI's strongest asset.

She was exceptionally tall for a woman and had a neat short haircut.

"Claire, get ready and move out immediately."

After Edgar finished speaking, he turned to his secretary and instructed, "Once we enter the church, you will be in charge of coordinating the situation. Don't let a single person escape!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Helen Gandhi, Edgar's secretary, is responsible for coordinating the internal operations of the Bureau of Investigation and is aware of all the secret plans since Hoffer took office.

By the way.

The form of Gandhi, although it sounds a lot like a certain celebrity from Borneo.

The two are unrelated. Helen is a native-born white woman from the Commonwealth with no Bornean ancestry; their surnames are simply pronounced the same.

Edgar Hoffer, Claire Torsen, and Helen Gandhi form the undisputed "iron triangle" of the FBI today.

"This mission is a bit tricky."

Edgar unfolded a structural sketch of a church.

"The target is in the basement, the number of people is unknown, but it is certain that they are all traditional spellcasters."

"According to the pointer's monitoring data, the surrounding magical aether is still active, possibly preparing for a new round of spellcasting."

Edgar was also somewhat taken aback.

On her way here, she had been listening to the operators' exclamations of amazement.

The problem of controlling the power of the phase pointer has existed for a long time, and their laboratory has not been able to solve it.

But Edgar found the perfect parameters just by answering a phone call.

How is it done?

Edgar couldn't answer that question at all; who knew how many staff members Eleanor had behind him?

Who knows, there might be a genius in the field of magical industry?

So she could only brush off all the questions with something like, "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about."

Let's get back to action.