"It seems that this process does not exist." Lemire nodded, "Or rather, it does exist, but we are not qualified to see it."
"'The inside story'." Tilan immediately followed up, "An army of three thousand people... maybe Earl Xieyang is going to deal with this matter."
"It could also be a coincidence." Lemuel shook his head and took out another newspaper and handed it to her.
"Look at this... On the third page, 'The first batch of medical supplies to support Manion has arrived.' Although it is a small news item hidden in the corner... it can also reveal a lot of information."
"It's normal to have medical supplies." Tilan also took out a newspaper and pointed to the headline on it and said, "Because there is an earthquake over there!"
The title is "Summary of Earthquake Situation in Sicinna Parish", and the content below details the time and location of the earthquake, which also coincides with the time when Earl Xie Yang was stationed there.
"Date." Lemuel shook his head. "There were only three days between these two newspapers. Normally, three days is not enough time for news to fade. But three days later, the news about the 'earthquake' was squeezed into page three. Don't you think this is strange?"
Ah...it's true to say that. It seems like there is a sense of intentional concealment and downplaying of the impact.
This is very strange, because no matter how civilized Sara is, it is still ruled by the king. If King Elwin is unhappy with those people, he can just make their governance process public. Is it necessary to be so secretive and ambiguous?
"So, it's most likely an evil disaster..."
Tiran muttered.
Only by putting the evil disaster into context, and thinking that they did not want the evil disaster's bad influence to spread, can it make sense. It can be understood that the "earthquake" is actually an evil disaster, and the materials mobilized for the "earthquake" are to make up for the losses caused by the evil disaster. Earl Xieyang led the army to provide disaster relief. We can even be more imaginative and think that this disaster was caused by the local class who did not want to abolish the slave trade...
When you think about it this way, these newspapers really reveal a huge amount of information.
"Lemire, you are amazing!"
Tilan praised from the bottom of his heart.
"They always say I'm smart, but they don't know you're the one who helps me."
"But I can't do anything with my own strength." Lemire shook his head, "At least no one will listen to anything a woman who was born a slave says... I actually benefited from your highness's help."
There is a theorem: in a country where slavery is legal, even if you are not a native, you may become a slave.
Lemire encountered this possibility. She was the daughter of a local lord's family. Her father was defeated in the war and her whole family suffered. She and many female relatives and servants were also captured and sold. Fortunately, she was young and was not defiled. She was lucky enough to be bought by Tilan, and her fate took a turn for the better.
The two discussed this topic for a while, but the information was still too limited, so they decided to take a break today and continue the targeted investigation tomorrow.
For example, regarding personnel transfers... You don't have to tell me and I don't have to ask, but I don't want to ask about Xixinna. I'm curious and want to understand Sara's system, such as the recent transfers of some officials. It shouldn't be a big deal to ask about this kind of information that is already public, right?
As long as we get this information, and further based on the previous positions held by the officials transferred to Xixinna and what they are good at, it is easy to infer the current situation there.
Being good at epidemic control means there is a plague.
To be good at boosting the economy, you need to rebuild the market.
This is easy...even Tilan can push it.
But they didn't expect that such an investigation would encounter resistance.
Suddenly, overnight, those Sara officials who used to welcome them with a smile began to ignore them. No matter how they tried, it was useless - they couldn't even spend money!
Did you see that we were curious about the situation in Xixinna?
But, this isn't a big crime, right?
Are we really that cautious?
Just when Tilan was surprised, she suddenly received an invitation from the envoys of Qulun, saying that their leader, Prince Kaiser, wanted her to visit there tonight.
We were all on Sarah's territory, so there was no question of whether we were guests or not... Tilan went there fearlessly, only to find out that Kaiser wanted to discuss the same thing with her.
"Stop what you are doing now!"
As soon as she entered the door, Prince Kaiser gave her this "order".
"You think you are very smart, don't you? You think you can see things that we can't see? Why don't you guess why we are all staying here obediently and not going anywhere? Are we not curious? Don't we want to analyze the truth through Xixinna's intelligence? Hmm?"
He asked a long series of questions in one breath, almost knocking Tilan unconscious.
"I don't want to talk to you! You can sit here for three minutes... and then I will send you out with a smile, but remember what I just said - don't look up the intelligence of 'Xixinna' again! That will make the Sara people very unhappy!"
She was almost kicked out.
Although in the eyes of outsiders Prince Kaiser's smile was as warm as the spring breeze, she knew very well that this man would even use any means to force her to obey his orders.
She knew why without Lemuel's reminder - because most of the members of the Qulun team were living in the White Shadow Palace at this time, and their specialists were discussing the details of support with Sarah, and this was a time when they could not tolerate any interruptions from the outside world.
Think about it...If she were Prince Kaiser, and her country was about to be the first to establish a cooperative relationship with Sara, and at this time she saw special envoys from other countries making trouble outside, she would definitely worry that the Sara people would vent their anger on the Qulun team and cancel the cooperation based on the current negotiations.
There is no right or wrong, it is simply a conflict of stance.
Then it would be even less likely that she would be obedient.
The Qulun envoys were the first team to arrive at Wayne Port. They undoubtedly had the upper hand and would naturally maintain this advantage.
But Chesman does not have such conditions, and they have no advantage at all. If they don't muddy the waters and find a way to break the situation now, are they really going to wait in line?
She didn't dare to gamble.
She must find this shortcut.
And she believed that she was not the only one who wanted to find a shortcut.
Tarinian is the last team in line, and she thinks that she can talk to the descendants of the Time Dragon tomorrow, and she believes that they will be very interested.
The next day, Tilan got up before dawn, washed and dressed, and solemnly chose a set of simple black hunting suit from his ceremonial clothes.
Lemire had sent the negotiation application last night. Since she wanted to gain benefits, she hoped to do every detail as well as possible.
Like hunting clothes.
Long pants and long boots can highlight her strength better than a weak skirt.
"Good day, Your Highness Arles."
After walking through the corridor and arriving at the residence of the Talignan Mission, Tilan met the two polite brothers.
Just them - yesterday's letter mentioned that it would be best if no outsiders were present. This time, there happened to be only two people from each side of the meeting, so it could be said to be very fair and just.
"I have learned the outline of the matter from Miss Lemire."
Wright nodded.
"To put it simply... you don't want to wait like this because you're afraid that Sarah doesn't have enough power to support all the countries represented by the teams. But it's not appropriate to just jump in line, so you all hope to find the key person who can break the deadlock during the queue - that is, Lord Hitzfeld."
"That's it."
Tiran admitted.
"I heard that the Earl once went to Dragon Country. Do you know her?"
"If you're counting on us, you've got the wrong guy!"
Wright pouted and said, "Well... let alone knowing her, we don't even know what she looks like~"
You are lying with open eyes again.
Moore sat on the side with his mouth twitching.
His brother really lies without thinking, and now he knows why so many women have been deceived by him.
The whole room is filled with mud...
That's really disgusting just thinking about it...
"Is Mr. Moore unwell?"
"He's fine... Don't worry about him... Ahem, let me confirm this again - you also investigated an unknown organization. This organization gave you a letter and asked you to stay in Room 306 of the Black Swan Hotel in East District Lane and wait for contact if you need follow-up information... Is that right?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to go?"
"To be honest, we don't dare... Almost everything in this city is monitored by the White Shadow Palace. I don't believe that we can hide this from the Sara people. This will completely offend them."
"Selling this information in exchange for the goodwill of the Sara people is also a good choice. Why didn't you do this?"
"Of course it's because..." Tilan took a deep breath, "This will hardly help change our current situation."
She was looking this up in order to find Count Xiyang.
But will Sarah tell her where Count Xiyang is because I betrayed this information?
Don’t say it’s impossible... maybe this organization and this letter were created by the Sara people themselves to lure people!
After all, there is still too little information.
That's why she wanted to cooperate with Tarignan.
"We haven't observed any useful information here."
Wright was very calm.
"Oh... the people from Mobius have been frequenting various pharmacies and clinics recently. One of them fell from a building and broke his leg. Other than that, the rest of the team is normal."
Tilan narrowed his eyes and didn't respond.
Since you can't produce equivalent intelligence in exchange, shouldn't you give some concrete instructions?
"Well, let's go find the Black Swan Hotel."
Wright thought about it and suggested this.
"You provide the opportunities, and we take the risks. What do you think if there are gains, both sides can share them?"
"make a deal!"
The two sides hit it off immediately and established a cooperative relationship.
Wright-Sally deliberately waited a few more days before changing into casual clothes and going out. He carried three sets of clothes in his suitcase - one of which was even women's clothing - to shake off the prying eyes that were vaguely following him. He successfully reached East End Lane before 3 pm and found the shabby hotel called "Black Swan".
Forgive him for describing it this way... This store is really shabby. The door is covered in black dirt, and I don't know if it's oil stains or something else. The floor always feels sticky when you step on it, and the whole hall is filled with a smell of corruption, staleness, and mold.
And I don't like turning on the lights.
Damn it… You don’t turn on the lights in the hall with only half the windows open, do you think you’re not suspicious enough?
"How do you live?"
The bartender lazily threw the question.
"Open a room for me." Wright thought for a moment and said, "For one day."
"There are seven empty rooms left on the second and third floors. Here are the house numbers. You can choose your own."
Wright looked at the monocular image pushed to him and did not see the number 306.
He looked up at the bartender's expression and lowered his voice: "What if I want to live in 306?"
The bartender's expression suddenly changed.
He took a deep breath and said hesitantly, "But we only have five rooms on the third floor... 5 is the end..."
"I'm going to live in 306." Wright narrowed his eyes. "I'm sure of it."
"Then, come with me."
The bartender glanced outside, walked to the door, took down the sign and closed the door, then walked inside with Wright.
There was almost no one in the store. The two did not go up to the third floor, but walked downstairs after passing the steps at the entrance of the stairs.
The so-called Room 306 turned out to be in the basement...
The corner of Wright's mouth twitched.
It's really fun to give a name like this...
He was led into a room that looked like the staff's accommodation. The bartender told him to wait there, then disappeared as soon as he turned around.
Wright found a place to sit down and waited quietly.
Three minutes later, he guessed that the other party would not come back for a while, thinking that this should be some kind of hint or even a clear indication, so he stood up and began to rummage around the room.
shaver.
Useless.
Unwashed boots.
Useless.
Ledger.
Useless.
Hmm...is this not a diary?
