You don't even want to call me godfather

"Forget about Yan Country. You don't want to know the specific reasons." Kal'tsit stopped moving when she heard Yan Country. She said seriously, "Besides Yan Country, the countries closest to us are Ursus, Lateran, and Syracuse. I believe you don't want to go to the lands of the first two."

"That's true..."

"It's almost time to dock. According to the report from the Scourge Messenger, there may be a natural disaster here in two weeks. We have to hurry."

Kal'tsit swiped her finger upwards on the tablet screen, then put the tablet away, and Rhodes Island's movement stopped as she did so.

"Huang, notify Amiya and other operators to prepare to land in Syracuse."

Kal'tsit turned and walked towards the elevator leaving the deck, and Huang picked up the chainsaw and followed her out.

Kal'tsit walked in front, her expression somewhat calm, as if she was confident of what she was going to do next.

What kind of role will the new godfather of Syracuse be?

She is now looking forward to meeting the godfather.

Trust her plan, nothing will go wrong.

Chapter 70 Acting Prime Minister

"The Cascades are starting to make their move."

"Sixteen of our people have lost contact, four of whom are councillors, and further on-site verification is needed."

"It's been over a week. Have they finally gotten tired of sitting still?"

"Hey, Providence, what do you think?"

In the conference room on the second floor of the government building, more than a dozen members of parliament sat around the conference table. Several of their seats were empty, apparently having been "cleaned out".

"Ah? My words..."

Providence was thinking about something when he was suddenly called by the acting prime minister and his computer went offline for a moment.

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" The acting prime minister sat at the head of the conference table, looking at Providence beside him with concern, and asked, "Even if you are very busy recently, you can't neglect your health. You are the 'brain' of the government."

"I know, Fred, I know, I'm just a little tired, no problem."

Providence held his forehead with his hand to prevent his expression from being seen by Fred and the other congressmen.

He was certainly not in a daze because of fatigue, but was thinking about how Koshei's efficiency in action was so high.

You know, regardless of the number of people affiliated with the government, there are only a dozen or so members of parliament alone. Four of them were killed in one night. Who would dare to sleep peacefully in the days that followed?

Although he did not regret handing the list to Koshei, Koshei's first action caused too much fuss.

If he were to comment on this action, he would only say that it was too impulsive.

However, the number of people on this list has been reserved, as some people have been screened out, some people who should not be cleared.

"Regardless of whether Cascade's intention this time was to 'paint the red wall' or to make 'thousand-layer pie', there is no doubt that their actions have seriously violated our bottom line," Providence said to the congressman after a brief thought, "and what I care most about is why the Cascade family was able to take down our people so accurately."

"You mean, someone leaked the information?"

Fred frowned when he heard this. It was no joke that Cascade's eyes existed inside him, not to mention that he was an informant who knew the personal information of all the people.

"Not necessarily, but we can't rule out this possibility," Providence sighed secretly in his heart. The chain reaction brought about by this incident was too great, so he could only clear himself first. "If this is really the case, then the risk is extremely high. To put it bluntly, even among the dozen people here now, there may be their eyes."

"You can't be so absolute, Providence. If you think like that, we will be on guard against each other and engage in intrigue. We might just fall into the trap of those evildoers."

As soon as Providence said this, an old Luper member of parliament refuted it bluntly.

Providence was speechless. As a native of Liberia, he was not a popular figure in the Syracuse government, not to mention the opinions of these closed-minded congressmen of the older generation.

"I think Providence is right, Mr. Luo," but at this time, Fred, as the interim prime minister, stood up to speak for Providence, "In the current situation, even the people around you cannot be fully trusted."

"You kid, you just speak for him." Seeing Fred speak, Luo Lao could only speak out even if he was unwilling. "Really, it's always like this. I don't know why so many people would elect you as a temporary representative."

"Don't think too much, Pro. Luo said this for everyone's sake. When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact?" Fred used his identity to temporarily stabilize Luo. He continued to say to Providence, "But I believe in your judgment. So many crises before were overcome by your extraordinary wisdom, so this time is no exception. I hope that the task of investigating the traitor can be handed over to you, Pro."

"Yes, I understand. I'll take care of it."

Providence accepted the task with embarrassment. Interrogating himself seemed to be a job that could perfectly cover up his identity as an informant, but he also knew that if there was no result for too long, he would still be suspected.

"Then we will end the meeting here. In the next few days, Providence will handle the issue of Cascade's informants. I will also personally visit various families and institutions in Syracuse to try to find useful intelligence." After seeing that the important cases had been discussed, Fred stood up and began to pack up the documents in front of him. "Before that, please relax and don't be too nervous. Just handle your daily affairs as usual."

"Meeting dismissed."

Providence, the Prime Minister's assistant, announced the end of the meeting as per custom.

A few minutes later, Fred and Providence were the only ones left in the conference room.

In front of Providence, Fred put down his airs in front of the congressmen, sat in the armchair, raised his legs high and placed them on the conference table.

"Huh... I have to pretend to be serious every day and deal with those stubborn old people with rigid ideas. It's really annoying."

Fred even pulled out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

"I can't help it. After all, in the eyes of the new generation, you are the most suitable person for this position." Providence walked to the window helplessly and opened the window of the conference room for ventilation. At the same time, he teased, "But I think you seem to be enjoying it."

"Oh, stop joking. I'm exhausted from scheming against my own people all day long, not to mention having fun. I should be thankful that I have time to get a good night's sleep."

Fred protested weakly to Providence's teasing, but all he got in return was a slightly smiling expression from Providence.

That's right, this interim prime minister was the friend who promoted Providence into the government as a civil servant.

It was also because of this that Providence would not feel ashamed or reveal his betrayal as a Mafia informant in front of anyone, even in front of those older generation congressmen. But only Fred, his good friend, was the person he was unwilling to face in this matter.

……

"Dululululu."

"Di."

"Hello? Who is this? So early in the morning."

Meanwhile, in the mansion on the other side, Koshe answered the phone call that woke him up with a bit of grumpiness.

Last night's action lasted until this morning, and Koshei was able to return home to rest. This phone call interrupted his already short sleep, and he was certainly not in a good mood.

"Godfather, it's me, Loft."

"Loft? What's wrong?"

Koshe sat up from the bed, rubbed his hazy eyes, and the wolf ears on his head trembled as he began to receive information from the outside world.

"I'm very sorry to disturb your rest, but there is something you may need to deal with personally." Loft's next words made Koshe completely sober up, "An overseas organization called Rhodes Island has anchored near Syracuse and applied for its internal personnel to enter the border of Syracuse."

Chapter 71: Initial Meeting

Syracuse is a country where the people are not very open to the outside world. Kal'tsit had heard about this when she traveled around this continent.

Because what plagues the country is the enduring entanglement between the government and the mafia, as well as some of the other organizations involved.

But it was only when she visited Syracuse in person that she truly realized the Syracusan people's sense of rejection of outsiders.

In this country where people are generally divided into Brumper and Wolper tribes, the group of people that Kal'tsit brought with him seemed so out of place as they walked on the streets of the city.

The Syracusans who passed by looked at outsiders like Kal'tsit with strange eyes. Although their expressions were not as contemptuous as those of the Ursus people, they were not welcoming either.

From time to time, Kal'tsit glanced at Loft who was leading the way in front, and spent more time focusing her attention on her own people.

She did not bring many people to this meeting. Apart from Amiya, there was only Huang and Outcast who insisted on participating in the meeting.

For this veteran operator who is over 50 years old, Kal'tsit often ruthlessly rejects her application to participate in various operations on the grounds of age.

But this time, Outcast's attitude was firm.

'The rate of gun ownership in Syracuse is alarmingly high, which is not a good thing. As a Sakota and former church member, this gives me a bad feeling.'

Feeling Outcast's attitude, Kal'tsit understood that she could not win over her old friend this time. Considering that the possibility of armed conflict in Syracuse was not high, Kal'tsit reluctantly agreed to her application.

"We're here," Loft, who was leading the way, stopped thinking and said to the others, "The Godfather is in this mansion."

After saying this, he went forward and rang the doorbell of Koshe's residence.

"Doctor Kal'tsit," Amiya, who had been protected by Huang and Kal'tsit all the way to prevent her from seeing the eyes of the Syracusans, suddenly pulled the corner of Kal'tsit's clothes and asked, "Why, do I have to come too?"

“To teach you something,” Kal’tsit glanced at the still young Amiya and replied, “Negotiation skills. This is something you must learn in order to become the leader of Rhodes Island in the future.”

"But Dr. Kal'tsit, aren't you the leader of Rhodes Island?"

Little Amiya seemed to be very confused.

Looking at the still somewhat confused Amiya, even Kal'tsit, who has lived for so long, couldn't help but smile a little.

"You will understand in the future. When that day comes, you will know. Before that, you just need to study." Kal'tsit turned his gaze back to the front. The door of Koshe's mansion was already open. "And now, I will show you the first step in negotiation, which is a calm attitude."

"The Godfather is already waiting inside. Please allow me to lead you to meet him."

Love opened the door of the mansion. He looked at Hong who opened the door, then turned and spoke to Kal'tsit and others.

"Please lead the way, Mr. Loft."

Kal'tsit gestured with her hand.

Then, they followed Loft's steps and entered the mansion.

The moment she walked through the door, Kal'tsit noticed Hong beside the door. At a glance, she became wary of this girl who looked about the same age as Amiya.

Hong immediately disappeared from the door, like a red shadow, and disappeared at the end of the living room corridor.

"That child just now..."

Obviously, Huang also noticed Hong's presence, but she didn't say much. After all, she was a veteran operator who had followed Kal'tsit for a long time, and she understood the principle of being cautious in words and actions on other people's territory.

Outcast just lowered his cowboy hat and silently placed his hand on the Originium revolver at his waist.

"The Godfather is in the study now, please come this way."

Led by Loft, the four of them walked around the bend in the corridor and turned left to reach the study.

The door of the study was open, as if welcoming the arrival of these guests. After Hong's just appearance, there seemed to be an uneasy feeling among them.

"Godfather, I have brought the person."

Loft walked into the study first, nodded slightly in front of Koshei, and said.

"You go out first, Loft, don't let anyone disturb us." Koshe sat on the recliner, pinching his brows. He seemed to be a little sleep deprived, but seeing the arrival of several people from Rhodes Island, he still forced himself to be alert. "Welcome to the arrival of several friends, please take a seat."

Koshe's eyes quickly swept over the people in front of him, two Filins, a Carters, and... a Sakota?

Although he was doubtful, Koshe suppressed his doubts and just became a little curious about the Rhodes Island organization.

"Godfather of Syracuse," Kal'tsit sat down on a chair in front of Koshei without any hesitation. The others stood behind her. She saw Hong, who had just disappeared, standing silently behind Koshei like a guard. She said, "It's an honor to talk to you face to face. I didn't expect that you, as the king of a country, are so young."

"You think too highly of me, leader of Rhodes Island," Koshepi looked at Kal'tsit with a half-smile. The feeling this Flin gave him was different from anyone he had ever faced before. Even his father Ulysses had never given him such a strange feeling. "Being the king of a country is not something that can be said with words. I am just a godfather, far from being a lord of that level."

"But it's obvious that this is a matter of time, isn't it? The Godfather of Syracuse."

As soon as these words were spoken, the temperature in the room seemed to drop sharply along with Koshe's mood. As if sensing Koshe's mood, Hong quickly drew out his dagger.

"It seems that you know a lot, ma'am." Koshei lost the smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to stop Hong, signaling her not to be impulsive. At the same time, he stared at Kal'tsit coldly, "I think there is no need to continue these useless conversations. Let's get straight to the point, ma'am."

"You are so generous, Godfather." As if she wanted to deliberately anger Koshei, Kal'tsit reached behind her and Huang handed a document to her. "Then we will not delay any further. I believe that after you read this document, you will understand the purpose of our visit."

Kal'tsit placed the document on the desk and gently pushed it in front of Koshe.

Koshe was speechless. He looked at Kal'tsit with suspicion and vigilance, then picked up the file bag, opened it, and pulled out a few sheets of paper.

The contracts written in black and white were ordinary, but the contents made Koshe's pupils shrink a little.

After a moment, he put the paper down and couldn't help laughing at Kal'tsit's whimsical idea.

"I'm beginning to wonder what you have up your sleeve, ma'am."

Chapter 72: Ore Disease

"I'm beginning to wonder what your trump card is, ma'am." Koshe pressed his fingers on the papers and pushed them back in front of Kal'tsit. "But before that, I can't agree to the contents of this contract."

"May I ask, Godfather, are you dissatisfied with this contract?"

As if she had already anticipated Koshe's refusal, Kal'tsit asked calmly.

"If I understand correctly, you want to cooperate with us, right?" Koshei leaned his arm on the table, stared at Kal'tsit's eyes, and said, "But the conditions in this contract seem to be not very favorable to me."

"If you are not satisfied with the contents of the contract, we can modify it at any time. After all, it is just a piece of paper. Of course, your request does not exceed our expectations." Kal'tsit looked at him without showing any weakness and said, "Godfather."

"Since this is a collaboration, you should also know that the benefits are mutual, right? Madam," Koshe leaned back in his chair and said, "According to the contents of the contract, you seem to want to 'borrow' some people from me. If you really understand the current situation in Syracuse, it should not be difficult to guess that I will definitely reject this request."