Chapter 2912: Central Axis 2

Chapter 2912: Chapter 1381: Central Axis 2

Yu Chen immediately greeted them politely.

Elisa and Black also nodded with a smile at the man who was astonishing in every way.

As for Motan, he feigned a rather surprised expression and asked a bit puzzled, “So, you came here for?”

“I wanted to chat with you about the previous competition. I think we can exchange some insights, or perhaps, have the Black Vatican Priest give me some pointers.”

Foster didn’t come inside, but stood at the door smiling, “So if you have time, would you do me the honor of accompanying me to the academy? There are a few vacant devices there, and we can replay the match.”

“This…”

Motan scratched his head, hesitating a bit, “It’s not that I don’t have time, it’s just… uh, today should be the finals of the Warfire League, right? Is it okay for you to ask me to review and exchange thoughts?”

“It’s no problem, our cadres at Dan Slave Military Academy and the person in charge over at Mercury Gold Military Academy can maintain order perfectly. Besides, the workload on the last day isn’t very large, just follow the process.”

Foster smiled gently and said cheerfully, “I already informed them over there before coming, so it’s completely fine.”

Motan had nothing to say.

“Come on, go ahead. Don’t you have no plans today~”

Then Yu Chen spoke up, making a funny face at Motan.

Obviously knowing that the person who faced off against Motan before was Teresa and not Captain Foster, she was very aware that this matter wasn’t simple, and also knew that Motan knew she knew, but didn’t ask further, merely collaborating in ‘ushering away’.

“Ahem, then I’ll just go with Captain Foster and learn something.”

Thus, Motan stood up somewhat ‘helplessly’, winked at Yu Chen, bid farewell to Elisa and Black, and then left the inn with Foster.

…

Two minutes later, on Mirehaus Avenue, on the road

“Captain Foster, regarding our Church of the Dawn…”

Ever since leaving the inn and remaining silent, Motan suddenly turned to Foster, casting him a meaningful look.

“Hold on.”

Foster slightly smiled, then squinted the dark red eyes behind his glasses, and took a deep breath.

The next instant, two phosphor beetles perched on a streetlamp not far away suddenly saw a black rift tear open beside them, and countless tiny tentacles, barely visible to the naked eye, surged out, dragging them into the rift, disappearing as if they had never existed.

“The surveillance has been dealt with.”

Foster said softly, his expression calm and composed, “What’s certain is that the hotel you’re staying at, Green Lodge, is very clean, but those two bugs followed us half a minute after we left. I observed them for a while, and I can basically confirm that they were summoned by a fairly accomplished magician whose strength is yet to reach Epic level, because their source is a highly-developed demon plane, making it nearly impossible to identify the summoner.”

“Thank you, it’s enough to know there’s no surveillance.”

Motan smiled, exhaling a relaxed sigh, “But achieving this in less than two minutes proves Captain Foster indeed has hidden depths.”

The latter shook his head, speaking lightly, “Rather than saying hidden depths, shouldn’t it be said as a mutual matter, Black Vatican Priest… or should I call you, Clown Brand’s Crownless King?”

“Please don’t, I really don’t want to be linked with your public service organization, so Captain Foster, please do not regard me as one of your own, or even a partner.”

Motan strained a smile, shrugging, “If classification is difficult, just consider me as someone to be mutually exploited.”

Foster blinked, then chuckled, “You really seem to dislike taking responsibility.”

“To be precise, I don’t like being relied upon, anticipated, or watched.”

Motan sighed, helplessly, “By the way, even without targeted surveillance, is it really okay for us to speak so openly?”

“It’s okay.”

Foster stated firmly, then added, “Although we’re discussing undisclosed matters, to others, what we’re discussing seems to be other topics.”

Motan nodded slightly, once more marveling, “You really have hidden depths…”

“Too kind.”

Foster accepted Motan’s compliment happily, then turned to look at the Dawn Priest who stood nearly twenty centimeters shorter, lacked any special aura, and at first glance seemed no more than a bystander, and asked, “So, before we go to the agreed meeting place, should we go somewhere else?”

Motan blinked, stunned, “Huh?”

“I mean…”

Foster adjusted his glasses with a flick of his finger, patiently repeating the question, “I’m asking, before heading to the agreed place to meet, should we go somewhere else? After all, in the plan I received earlier, there seemed to be no related arrangement.”

“No, absolutely not.”

Motan shook his head vigorously, puzzled, “Why do you ask?”

“Because you’re walking in the opposite direction…”

“Huh? Weren’t you leading the way?”

“I’ve been following you.”

“Uh…”

“Weren’t you supposed to decide the place? That’s what Tan Mo previously mentioned to me.”

“Ahem, yes, I’m aware of what Tan Mo told you.”

“So?”

“So should we retrace our steps and go back?”

“Hmm…”

…

Fifteen minutes later

In Academy City’s Central District, in front of the Ante Leus Water Bar

“Yo, Boss~”

Today, wearing a plain princess dress, Ivy Lehman stood up and waved to Foster, with a bright, sunny smile, “You skipped the meeting too?”

Sitting on the adjacent chair, Teresa also hurriedly stood up, staring dazedly at the prince she thought she wouldn’t see for a long time beside her chairman, “Bl… Black Vatican Priest… why are you here…”

“Because the Black Vatican Priest is the collaborator I mentioned to you all before.”

Foster smiled, sitting on the opposite side of the two women with a somewhat awkward-looking Motan, “Introduction, this is the chief commander of our operation tomorrow, Black Vatican Priest of the Church of the Dawn. These two are… hehe, Teresa you may already know, our Clown Brand’s Red Heart A, and this Lady Hearts 10.”

Motan nodded slightly at both of them, greeting a bit uneasily, “Nice to meet you again, Lady Teresa, and this is… um…”

“Ivy Lehman, a woman determined to become the lover of Ghost Card.”

Ivy extended her hand to Motan straightforwardly, smiling, “I’ve heard you have a close relationship with him, so I won’t hide my identity, after all, we’re family.”

Teresa, on the other hand, blushed to her ears, eyes spinning round in circles, and when greeting, she stuttered, “Tha… that… Black Vatican Priest… hello, I, I’m very glad to see you again.”

“Ahem, we’re pressed for time and have a heavy task, so I’ll cut to the chase and get straight to the point.”

Motan thought for a moment and decided further chitchat might become increasingly awkward, so he cleared his throat and directly began to discuss the matter, “To put it simply, this operation targets a very troublesome target. You should have already seen the specific information, so I won’t elaborate here. Overall, in tomorrow’s operation, the four of us will act as the axis of the entire operation. Putting it another way, today is the last preparation time, so if possible, I’d hope the three of you take it seriously.”

“I will coordinate with the Law Enforcement Force to the maximum extent.”

“Don’t spare me, just tell me what to do~”

“I… I will definitely try my best not to hold everyone back!”

Chapter 1381: The End