Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

After Miss Razer finished her introduction, she handed over a written agreement with the details of the agreement recorded on it.

Bailang took a quick look at the agreement. It was signed between Marquis on behalf of Bingshi Mining and Black Steel International five days ago.

The security agreement is valid for three years. During these three years, Black Steel International will dispatch 30 specialists to assist the company's security work. Among them, the two senior specialists, Razer and Franka, will directly obey the dispatch of Olisia herself. After three years, both parties can determine whether to renew the contract based on actual conditions.

In fact, Bai Lang felt that there was no need to outsource their own security work. After all, the team led by Miss Hei was well-trained. But as the company's largest shareholder, she couldn't stop the Marquis from spending money to do something.

Black Steel International is a well-known security company in Terra. There is no problem in setting up the company's second defense system. However, the cost of this kind of security service is definitely not low. If there is no further progress, her Ice Stone Mining will soon become the Marquis' worst investment.

Bai Lang felt a little awkward, but she didn't show it to the two Black Steel employees. She smiled and nodded to them:

"Ms. Razer, Ms. Franka, thank you for your hard work."

"It's what I should do." Razer said calmly.

Seeing Miss Olicia smiling, Franka instinctively wanted to relax, but suddenly Razer poked her arm, and her face suddenly tensed up, and she said seriously, "It's not hard."

Bailang walked to the back door and was about to open it when he saw Franka following him through the window with a strange look on her face.

She opened the car door with one hand and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing." Franka quickly shook her head, then went to the front and sat with Razer. The two exchanged glances quietly.

"Miss Olicia, our target is the Earl's Palace in the west of the city. Shall we set off now?" Razer put his hand on the car keys.

White Wolf nodded: "Well, let's go now."

Razer turned the car key and started the engine. The black sedan drove smoothly and quickly on the avenue.

The distance from the inn to the Earl's Palace was not far, and it only took less than ten minutes to drive. In just this short period of time, the extremely sleepy White Wolf still found time to take a nap.

She held the unfinished Black Steel International Cooperation document in her arms, leaned her head against the car window, and fell asleep instantly.

The two people sitting in the front soon discovered from the rearview mirror that the new boss was sleeping, so Razer quietly slowed down the car to prevent the other party from hitting his head due to bumps.

Miss Franka looked back several times and finally couldn't help whispering.

"Razer, this is different from what we originally thought. Isn't it said that the Ursus nobles have particularly bad tempers and will get angry if their subordinates don't help to open the car door?"

Razer glanced at White Wolf and lowered his voice to distance himself from the matter: "It's different from what you think. I never said that, Franka. We are security workers. We just need to do our job well."

"Oh, you are so stubborn. Miss Olicia has been our customer for three years. If we don't understand her temper, what if we accidentally make her angry and she fires us? I am thinking about our future."

Razer shrugged noncommittally: "If you really care about the future, you shouldn't say this in front of your boss."

Franca looked back with some fear, and said calmly, "It's okay, she's asleep, we can continue."

"Why continue? It's just a short distance, but we've already arrived."

Razer pointed outside and the Earl's Manor was already in sight.

Volume 5: Chapter 87: The Decline of the Nobility

Razer pulled over to the side of the road and winked at his partner.

Franca nodded in understanding, turned to look at Olivia, and prepared to wake her up, but she did not say anything.

"What's wrong?" Razer asked puzzled.

"She looks very sleepy."

Razer quickly glanced at the boss who was sleeping with the contract in his arms, and nodded hesitantly: "Well, it seems so, but we still have to follow the rules."

"Our security service does not include wake-up calls."

"Well... there is no such option, but calling too late might delay Miss Olicia's schedule."

Miss Wolper nodded, holding her cheek and squinting her eyes, saying, "Don't worry about it for a while, Razer. Don't you think she looks cute? By the way, do you remember our mission in Columbia last year, which was to protect a movie star?"

Razer was both worried and helpless about Miss Franka. She always showed a tendency to act recklessly towards her employer, which was not a good sign.

She nodded: "Remember, he is a very popular star. What do you want to say?"

"Don't you think that Miss Olicia is much prettier than that person? There's simply no way to compare them, okay?"

As Franca spoke, she took out her phone and flipped through a photo to show her partner: "See, I was right."

Miss Razer was shocked by her companion’s audacity: “You, when did you take the photos? We can’t just take photos of our employers…”

"You're too rigid. There's no rule that says you can't take pictures. Besides, she's a movie star after all. You don't see her very often. What's wrong with me taking a picture as a souvenir?"

"This, this is immoral..."

Obviously, this kind of moral theory has no binding force on Franka. She has already pretended to point her phone at Miss Olicia. Seeing this, Razer, who was watching, quickly snatched the other party's phone and stopped this ridiculous behavior.

As usual, the two would have an argument, but their noise disturbed the sleeping third party. Miss White Wolf's ears caught the outside sounds, trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

"Ms. Olivia, we have arrived at the destination as scheduled. The whole journey took eleven minutes." Razer reported in an extremely professional tone.

White Wolf, who had just woken up, was startled by this precise reminder. Seeing Miss Franka next to him also had a solemn expression, he immediately became alert. He felt that Black Steel International was different and was professional and reliable in every aspect.

She glanced at the Earl's Mansion not far away and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work. We will get off here. You will follow me into the manor later. If I want to go into the meeting room, please wait outside first."

Franca couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Olicia, will you be in danger when you are alone?"

White Wolf smiled and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. You can relax and just watch the wind outside. Also, if this is a private occasion, you don't have to use the honorific 'you'. It sounds quite unfamiliar."

"Oh oh." Razer and Franka agreed repeatedly, and then followed White Wolf to the Earl's Manor.

……

In the center of the manor, in a magnificent Victorian classical-style hall, old Count Joseph sat silently in a chair in deep thought. He had been maintaining this posture ever since he learned about what happened last night and spoke on the phone with the Marquis Carolingian.

"Master, Miss Olicia is here."

The servant whispered in the ear of the count three times before Joseph finally noticed.

"Here she comes." He murmured incoherently, his wrinkled eyelids drooping, and he whispered a little dazedly, "Please ask her to come over."

White Wolf was invited into the room.

At first glance, she did not see the Count in this lonely and magnificent hall. He was sitting in an inconspicuous position at the side of the hall, silent and motionless, so she had to concentrate to observe him before she saw him.

The first time she saw the old count, she was startled.

Count Joseph looked completely old and frail, and the energy in his eyes seemed to be drained away. She clearly remembered his appearance in the past, an image so deep and steady that it was difficult to look directly at him. She didn't expect that he would become so weak in just a few days.

As an earl of Ursus, he definitely has more than one offspring, so is that young man so important in Count Joseph's mind?

Joseph was also examining the white wolf in front of him.

From the first time they met, he knew that she was not a simple noble lady and could not be viewed with common sense, but he was still blinded by the desire for power and took all kinds of plans that he now regretted.

If he hadn't had some agenda for a higher power, he wouldn't have let Serven take action. If he hadn't been so obsessed with climbing up, he wouldn't have failed to notice Serven's abnormality.

Serven was his most outstanding descendant, the successor whom he had cultivated with all his heart. Now, his heir was dead, died in the most helpless and indisputable way.

He didn't even have the urge to get angry about this.

His illness is already very serious and he will no longer have the energy to train the next successor.

He had traveled enough distances to know that the situation in Ursus was no longer the same as before. Now, the empire was changing every day. Even the most far-sighted people would find it difficult to grasp the flow of worldly affairs, not to mention his remaining descendants who only knew how to have fun.

It was the end of Joseph's family.

When his influence fades away, the once-famous Joseph family will sink into the mud like other fallen nobles.

Bai Lang silently looked at the old man in front of her. She felt a strange sadness in his cloudy eyes. She suddenly felt that all the calculations and negotiation plans she had considered had lost their meaning.

The other person’s sadness is something much deeper.

This silence moved her heart for a moment. At this moment, should she feel sorry for such an old man?

Why!

The course of nature is constant, the waxing and waning has its limits, the rise and fall has its own rules. If we pity those who have worked hard to reach this point, where should we put the millions of people who are howling in the dark abyss?

She whispered, "My Lord Earl, I'm sorry for the situation now."

The old count said in a hoarse voice: "It is the Joseph family that should apologize."

White Wolf did not deny it, but continued: "You don't have to worry about the news. Your descendants should have a decent ending."

The old earl nodded slowly.

White Wolf said indifferently: "I saw a special black building in the institute. Some people said that the Joseph family detained a large number of infected people in it without permission, and also provided more excessive accusations related to the military..."

The old count's eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his head with a sad and desperate look: "Do you think the Joseph family will do this?"

"No." Bai Lang shook his head, his tone without any emotion. "You know I often go to the institute. During this period of time, I have already investigated the matter thoroughly and obtained the evidence I wished for. The current evidence shows that..."

She paused, as if thinking about how to continue: "I personally think that the accusations against Joseph's family are slander."

Count Joseph opened his eyes wide, opened his dry mouth many times, and finally uttered a trembling voice: "Thank you, thank you."

Volume 5: Chapter 88 Hunter

Olicia had been gone for a long time, but old Count Joseph was still sitting in the room, lost in thought.

The sudden turn of events forced him to rethink the Marquis Carolingian's proposal. Originally, he might have still had a glimmer of hope, but now, that hope had been shattered.

That young man...

No, it should be Viscount Olicia, who has held the biggest handle on Joseph's family for many years.

Illegal trafficking of infected slaves will only result in mild punishment, but privately controlling military power is the biggest taboo in the empire. The Joseph family started out as an infected trader, and only by using bribes to control military power can they obtain a large amount of infected resources.

Moreover, Joseph's family did not belong to the class of military nobility. Once the news of his unauthorized collusion with the military spread, even if he was a count, he would be sent to the Empire's Supreme Military Court within three days and tried by the Emperor himself.

He didn't know whether Olicia's behavior was instructed by the Marquis. Now thinking about it, it was most likely the case. The Marquis first proposed a condition that he was extremely unwilling to accept, and then Olicia immediately gave him a blow. If it was not instructed, how could such a coincidence happen?

Joseph struggled for a long time, and finally pointed at the table with his index finger and summoned the servant over.

Perhaps he had already made up his mind, so Joseph felt relieved. Just as he was about to order his servants to contact Marquis Carolingian, the whole story flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, and his pupils dilated instantly.

All of this stemmed from his own plot against the Marquis Carolingian. He put himself in the role of a hunter, preparing to use Olicia as a springboard to seize a higher position of power by taking advantage of the Marquis's unpreparedness.

But is he really a hunter?

Olicia was obviously a very cunning person, so why did she have a reputation for being naive so early on, causing him to mistakenly target her?

Why did he suddenly get the inside scoop and know that Olivia had a close relationship with the Marquis Carolingian?

Director Stoeger!

It's him!

This person provides all the information related to Olicia!

This person was the first one to see and report Olisia's situation to him!

This person is an important matchmaker for the secret connection between Joseph's family and the military, capable of providing intelligence to Olicia!

Stog!

That's right, it was Stoeger who betrayed the Joseph family.

why?

He is just a small person, yet he dares to do such a thing.

The long-lost anger ignited in my heart.

No matter what, I must make the other party understand the price of betrayal...

He suddenly remembered that Stoeger had died in yesterday's military operation.

This thought made the earl stunned for a moment, and then a more vicious thought came to his mind again: So what if it is so? Stog should have a family.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his ruthless youth. He asked his followers sinisterly, "I remember that Storg was born in a small mountain village north of Bratz?"

The attendant replied nervously: "Yes, sir, but that place is not under the management of Bratz now."

"why?"

"You may not pay attention to these little things. Two years ago, a small hematite mine was discovered in the northern mountainous area of ​​Bratz. The municipal government did not want to spend time on such a small marginal mining area, so when a noble proposed to purchase it, it was directly sold, and the small village next to the mine was also sold."

The Earl asked angrily and anxiously, "Who is the noble who purchased it?"

"I have checked and found out that he is Viscount Lindal of Koros City, but..."

The attendant glanced at the old earl nervously: "But there have been rumors for a long time that the buyer is actually the Marquis Carolingian."