nownovels Chapter 138 Nia's Choice and Plan
Chapter 138 Nia's Choice and Plan
Chapter 139 Nia's Choice and Plan
"Patrol team information — chaos — delay —"
Nia slumped in her chair, unconsciously repeating the words, her voice hoarse as if rough sandpaper was rubbing against each other.
If you break these things down, each one seems to be "insignificant".
Given his current status and connections within the academy, obtaining information about the patrol team's deployment is not difficult.
In the early stages of an emergency, it is not entirely impossible to use the power of discourse to provide limited guidance or delay reporting.
But when these scattered "minor matters" are connected with the insane premise of "attacking a formal apprentice in the city of Sel," the enormous risks behind them make Nia feel a chill creep up his spine and spread throughout his body, making him feel as if he has fallen into an ice cave.
What exactly are they trying to do? Who is the chosen target? And why this particular time?
At a sensitive time when Anse Academy and the Tower of Eternity are jointly hosting a social event, various forces are gathering, and the alert level has been raised?
Countless chaotic questions swirled wildly in his mind, but he could find no answers.
He knew perfectly well that he had been caught in a double trap of coercion and enticement, and had embarked on a path of no return.
Where the ship will sail, whether it leads to an abyss or an even darker sea, is no longer up to him to decide.
The immense fear of being utterly disgraced nearly consumed him!
But at the same time, the scene that Sean had just accurately depicted—
To divide the declining York family's inheritance, to lead the crumbling Moreno family to rise again, and to further expand his personal power and resources!
Yet it was like the sweetest poison, with a deadly allure, growing and spreading uncontrollably in his heart.
Fear and greed, two diametrically opposed yet equally powerful forces, were pulling and vying wildly within him, almost tearing him in two.
Finally, he abruptly raised his head, the last trace of hesitation and struggle in his eyes replaced by a desperate, almost insane resolve.
His face was deathly pale, his lips pressed tightly together, but his eyes were unusually bright, gleaming with a sickly, desperate light.
"Let's do it!"
He squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth, as if he had used all his strength and staked his entire future on them.
He can't afford to lose everything he has now! He must gain more! For the future of his family, and for his own ambition!
As for the risks—
As long as the plan is meticulous, kept secret, and done cleanly, success is not impossible!
Nia suddenly stood up from her chair, her movements stiff and uncoordinated due to extreme excitement and tension.
He quickly walked to the expensive desk, almost roughly pulled open the drawer, and took out a specially made piece of paper with subtle magical patterns and a magic quill pen whose tip shimmered with a faint blue light.
He needs to act immediately; time is of the essence.
First, we need to obtain detailed information about the patrol team.
He quickly searched his mind for a suitable candidate. Soon, he remembered Barry, the third-level apprentice squad leader in the patrol team.
This guy is mediocre, but he's been trying to curry favor with me, inviting me out for drinks several times to get closer to him, all of which I used to dismiss with disdain.
Now, it's time to give him a "precious" opportunity.
Nia quickly bent down at her desk, her pen flowing with elegant and restrained handwriting.
He wrote a short invitation, with the tone just right.
Maintaining the friendliness of a superior without losing his status, he invited Barry to a well-known tavern in Sel City for a "chance" get-together to chat about high-sounding, impeccable topics such as "recent academy security management and apprentice safety."
After finishing writing, he gathered a wisp of magic at his fingertips and gently touched the end of the letter.
The letter flickered for a moment, then transformed into a barely perceptible glimmer of light, disappearing into the air and being delivered to its intended recipient.
After finishing this task, Nia took a deep breath, forcing her wildly beating heart to calm down and trying to relax her tense nerves.
He couldn't appear too eager; he had to be natural and composed, so as not to arouse even the slightest suspicion from Barry or any other observer.
Then, he began to rapidly calculate and deduce in his mind, in case—
If something really goes wrong, and the "accident" Sean mentioned happens, how can he "naturally" and "reasonably" delay the reaction of the academy's higher-ups?
He could emphasize the complexity of the environment in Sel City, with its large transient population, and suggest that the patrol team conduct a preliminary on-site investigation and evidence collection first, to avoid the academy's senior management intervening too early, which could alert the suspects or cause unnecessary public panic.
He could skillfully take advantage of his mentor Stern's trust and regard for him, and in the initial informal report, subtly suggest that this was likely just an exaggerated, ordinary conflict, perhaps merely a personal grudge between apprentices, and advise observing the situation first before making a big fuss.
He could even subtly "embellish" or "selectively present" the received reports during the initial information transmission phase, slightly downplaying the severity of the event to leave room for subsequent actions.
A series of cold, calculating thoughts flashed through his mind, becoming clearer and clearer, and making him feel increasingly chilled.
He is meticulously and proactively weaving a net that could completely trap him, and at the other end of the net lies an unknown and enormous risk.
Just then, his personal communication device on the table vibrated slightly and emitted a soft light.
He immediately picked it up and saw it was Barry's reply!
Replying almost instantly!
The message unfolded, filled with overwhelming excitement, flattery, and even incoherent gratitude, as if the speaker wished they could fly over immediately to serve him.
As Nia looked at the humility and passion that almost overflowed from the page, a twisted and complex smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
See, power and status are so useful. This made him even more determined not to lose all of this.
In the city of Sel, on the second floor of the "Water clock and crow" tavern, in a secluded private room.
"Is everything ready?"
Seeing Sean's figure silently pass through the wall like a ghost, Lilith, who had been waiting there, raised her head and asked in a calm tone.
She maintained her disguise, but the subtle yet palpable sense of oppression emanating from her could not be completely concealed.
"Of course! Everything went smoothly."
Sean agreed, his tone relaxed.
He walked to the round table in the center of the room, stretched out his finger, and gently tapped the smooth wooden surface.
A faint light flashed, and a list filled with detailed writing appeared out of thin air on the table.
"This is the current personnel configuration, patrol routes, shift change schedule, and common communication frequency of all patrol teams in the city of Sel."
Sean pointed to the list.
"The good news is that there are only two official wizards stationed in Sel City, each responsible for one of the eastern or western districts. Under normal circumstances, they do not directly participate in daily patrols."
He shifted his tone, looking at Lilith, his voice slightly more serious: "However, we must consider that if a major disturbance occurs here that exceeds the patrol team's capacity to handle," the nearby Anse Academy will undoubtedly receive the distress signal immediately and react swiftly. Their support forces could arrive in a very short time.
"so----"
Sean's gaze fell on Lilith.
"Lady Lilith and Lord Hughes need to personally take action, as quickly and quietly as possible, to replace the current two and have you two take on the role of the new patrol commanders."
Only in this way can we control the information channels during the most critical time window, ensuring that our plan is not disrupted by unexpected events and truly achieving absolute success!
"to be honest----"
Hughes, standing to the side, crossed his arms, pursed his lips, and his face clearly showed his disapproval.
"This plan sounds like it has absolutely no technical sophistication; it's all about brute force."
"Lord Hughes!"
Sean turned to him and explained in a gentle tone, his face still bearing that harmless smile.
"Our primary goal has never been to pursue technical sophistication, but rather the final result. As long as the result is correct, a simpler and more direct process is sometimes less prone to errors, isn't it?"
"Alright, let's not argue about this."
Lilith interrupted the two of them, her tone decisive and calm.
"Those two official wizards and their patrol, leave them to us! We'll handle it cleanly and quietly."
"That's for the best, Lady Lilith!"
Sean's face showed a satisfied expression. "Then—once you have the situation under control, send the signal."
The plan has officially begun —
Before he could finish speaking, his figure, like a chalk drawing being erased, began to fade and become transparent rapidly. The last few words still lingered in the air, but he had completely disappeared, as if blending into the light and shadow of the room.
"Winnie, look! Here! There are so many fun things here!"
Sena Arnold excitedly grabbed her cousin Winnie's hand and practically skipped along the bustling main street of Seil City.
She was completely captivated by the dazzling array of shops and stalls lining both sides of the street, and would excitedly point out anything new and interesting to Winnie beside her.
"Miss, please slow down! This is Sel City, not the family manor. You need to be mindful of your manners and act more ladylike—if Young Master Kyle finds out I haven't been watching you properly—"
Winnie's face showed obvious worry and a hint of helplessness as she tried to calm down her overly lively self, but she was interrupted before she could finish speaking.
"Oh, my brother said it himself!"
Sena waved her hand dismissively, mimicking Kyle's tone.
"Senna, it's a rare treat to be out, so have some fun, make some friends, and relax!" Isn't that what I'm doing? What's wrong with going out for a stroll?
"But, Miss, there are too many people here, and it's a mixed bag—"
Winnie tried to persuade him again, while Ziguang cautiously scanned the crowded people around him.
"Alright, alright! Of course, you should have fun when you're out having fun!"
Sena couldn't hear a word she was saying; her attention was completely drawn to a nearby food stall with an enticing aroma wafting from it.
"Wow! Look over there! That golden fried dough looks delicious! Let's go try it!"
After saying that, she didn't give Winnie a chance to object again. She grabbed Winnie's hand and, like a little butterfly attracted by the fragrance of flowers, excitedly ran towards the food stall that was surrounded by a lot of people.
The streets of Sel City were bathed in the warm afternoon sun, bustling with people and filled with energy and noise.