On the top floor of a small building, a man with black hair and brown eyes, wearing dark clothes, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, watched an arms deal happening not far away for a while. He couldn't help but speak up:
"He actually contacted Mesyas? Oh, Storms above, Alfred, if I'd known it would be like this, we might as well have done this mission ourselves. Even after deducting various expenses, we could still earn at least twenty thousand pounds!"
Beside this man was a young man in a black windbreaker, twenty-three or twenty-four, with brilliant blond hair and blue eyes like lakes, quite handsome.
The one called Alfred shook his head and said:
"No, that's too conspicuous. Mesyas's stance has always been ambiguous. Before we figure out his attitude, rashly approaching him about an arms deal is very dangerous. Dwayne Dantès can earn that twenty thousand pounds precisely because he dares to take risks."
The black-haired, brown-eyed man let out a "ha":
"Alfred Hall, who led dozens of men to attack an army of thousands, says he doesn't dare take risks?"
Alfred glanced at him and said:
"Pagan, that's not the same thing. That time I was confident I could take out their command center. And once there's no organization, a thousand routed soldiers might not be as impressive as a thousand pigs.
"Also, this deal itself is a kind of probe, part of establishing a connection and laying a 'pipeline.' If we do it ourselves, who do we find next time? And the time after? If we keep doing it, we'll eventually expose our identities, and then our diplomacy will be compromised. Moreover, as the deal deepens and expands, it might draw the attention of some faction's demigod, and then it'll be dangerous."
"Haha." Pagan chuckled. "Do demigods have that much idle time to pay attention to such a small arms deal? Each faction only has a few demigods, and there are too many things for them to do!"
"I know, I'm just giving an example," Alfred replied calmly.
Pagan didn't dwell on it. He turned his gaze back to Dwayne Dantès outside the warehouse:
"This gentleman is said to be very generous. Not long after arriving in Backlund, he donated shares worth over ten thousand pounds to the Church of the Goddess of the Night. Is that what you call early-stage investment?
"Also, I heard he works in the same charity foundation as your sister. Tsk, a man like that is very popular with young ladies. Good-looking, outstanding temperament, brains, experience, finesse, and he's seen plenty of women, but he's at an age where he should settle down. Alfred, you should tell Audrey more often that a gentleman is always a gentleman, and that a flawed character is a lifelong defect. Don't let the most dazzling gem in Backlund be stolen by this kind of guy."
Alfred turned his head and shot a glare at Pagan:
"I don't need to worry about that. Audrey is not an ignorant young girl. Her understanding of the world is far more mature than you think. Besides, both my father and mother are in Backlund and are more than capable of preventing anything undesirable from happening."
Having said that, Alfred looked at the arms warehouse nearby, paused, and said:
"Mesyas actually sent Hajis. I'll go and say hello."
This isn't a good time to meet... Pagan started to speak, but Alfred had already turned and walked down the stairs.
........
Klein, in the guise of Dwayne Dantès, without a servant, holding a gold-inlaid cane himself, stood outside the warehouse with Hajis, Mesyas's representative, watching as boxes of arms were carried out and loaded onto carriages.
At that moment, as if sensing something, he half-turned and looked in another direction.
What came into view was a young man without a hat, wearing a trench coat. His golden hair was combed back diagonally, his blue eyes like lakes under a clear sky. His figure was tall and well-proportioned, and every movement exuded an indescribable sense of authority. Even without soldiers around him, he radiated authority.
"Alfred!" Hajis noticed this gentleman and called out with a hint of surprise.
Alfred... Miss Justice's second brother... This feeling is very much like the "Arbiter" pathway... Klein raised his right hand, took off his top hat, and pressed it to his chest as a gesture of greeting.
After greeting Hajis, Alfred Hall turned to Dwayne Dantès:
"Your character is widely praised in Backlund. Even I, deep in East Balam, have heard of it."
Character? The character of an arms dealer? Klein quipped inwardly, but he chuckled and said:
"I simply did what I believed was right."
Alfred nodded:
"I assume no