People think of some ancient noble families with hunting traditions in the northern continent.

A girl from a good family... Who would spend 1,000 pounds to find her, and the prerequisite is not to hurt her... Well, the photo of a barely smiling face... Multiple love-hate romance stories flashed through Klein's mind.

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What domineering pirate fell in love with the daughter of a wealthy businessman, robbed her on his ship, and was eventually escaped by her; what kind of run-down noble lady became a pirate, was accidentally caught, and staged a drama with the "punisher" and the upper-middle-class military men

Sinful love, and used it to get out of trouble and leave the cage. What kind of fresh witch accidentally incurred emotional debt while giving people pleasure... As similar thoughts surged, Klein almost raised his palm.

, covering his face.

I read too many novels in my last life... In this world, I have a psychological shadow due to the witch... He sighed secretly, raised his head, and said to Ozil, the convener of the party:

"What's her name?"

"Elaine," Ozil replied simply, "but she must have used a pseudonym."

Elaine, a typical Intis female name... Klein asked again:

“Is there anything she wears regularly?

"Hair, too."

This is a medium used for divination and searching for people.

Klein didn't mention that recently worn clothes that had not been starched also met the requirements. He was afraid that the employer behind the scenes would throw him a piece of women's underwear, which would be more embarrassing.

Ozil shook his head:

"No.

"She has strong anti-tracking capabilities."

"How strong is she?" asked another party participant.

Ozil said solemnly:

"The employer didn't describe it in detail. He just said it's not too powerful, but it's better than Sequence 9."

"You don't need to catch her. As long as you determine her whereabouts, you can receive the reward."

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Traynor raised his head from the forms and documents, glanced at Turing who came to help, and spit out a name in confusion:

"Elaine?"

"That little girl? Did she contact me?"

Turing maintained the image of a graceful old butler, standing nearby and using his computing power to check the accounts. A message was displayed on his glasses:

"Sir, since you left Index, Miss Elaine has been chanting your name constantly since the second week, but unfortunately you have been staying in the Southern Continent. When we returned to Index by water

, I received at least twenty unanswered prayers.”

"Is she looking for something to do with me? Ignore her for now, Turing. Run the sandbox simulation first, and then enter the information."

"yes."

Traynor shook his head, stood up and took a stack of resumes and personal identification information from another table - since Medici suddenly wanted to interview applicants in person, the number of applications for membership in the Iron Cross has dropped by 80%.

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The leader Gaston Raymond, who legitimately handed over the management rights and went on vacation in another country, said that he could not sleep all night after hearing the bad news. Traynor can prove that this is true, because the other party paid Trey's name to him all night long.

Na also got up from the bed and checked the number of applicants this month. The answer was that it had actually dropped to 10% of the original number, but the reporting staff had embellished the data and added 10% more.

"My respect for that guy Raymond now is like the chastity of an Intis woman."

Traynor complained. He is not afraid of this angel leader. After all, due to his father's connection with the Aurora Society, he is now strictly speaking a direct subordinate of Medici.

Raymond criticized the True Creator's personnel arrangements and Medici's airdrop, but Tony Twain had completely become a praiser of the Red Angel (his light-speed defection caused the saying "The Red Angel will do the same" to spread for a while in the Iron-Blooded Cross)

He babbles like the Lord, and turns everyone who hears His babbles into his followers."), He couldn't resist his higher order of the same path, and simply handed over the power generously, and then went directly to contact overseas

His own private soldiers want to keep their own personal army.

As a result, Medici took power for more than a week, his private soldiers were retained, and the Iron Cross was almost unable to make ends meet.

"Oh, the applicants this time don't look very good. I want to recruit an assistant for myself, but there are no candidates."

Traynor frowned while handling various complaint letters within the meeting expertly (ten or even 90% of them were physical disputes caused by a bunch of idle provocateurs digesting each other's potions):

"A few years ago, someone finally came from Lemberg, but he ran away after working for only a few months. He has some brains. It seems that he never wanted to join from the beginning, nor did he seriously participate in the prayers of the true Creator."

About two hours later, after finishing the work at hand, Traynor took out the iced Coke he had hidden in his pocket, and while drinking it, he asked Turing, who was still running the map:

"What does Elaine want from me?"

"Yes. After Miss Elaine learned about your departure from Intis, she chose to cut off contact with the Intis family the next day and used her own channels to move her parents to the sea."

Elaine's backers are herself and the Sauron family of Intis. The family is high in the sky and the emperor is far away, but the protection of the saint is visible and tangible. With this, Elaine can compete with "Lieutenant General Disease"

Cooperate as equals rather than unilaterally becoming a vassal.

Now, her backer has broken with the family, and she must make a choice immediately.

"She wants to follow me? That's right, her useless father has no status in the family, and she can't even save the current family property without relying on me." Traynor disagreed, "Is there any more?"

Turing multi-thread parallelism, searching for important content from other prayers, respectfully said:

"Miss Elaine has revealed to you the clues to the witch 'Lieutenant General Disease'."

"Quite clever." Traynor waited for the next step, "But a mid-level witch is not enough for me to protect her whole family."

"Miss Elaine revealed in her prayer that after a period of business cooperation, 'Lieutenant General Disease' showed an unimaginable interest in her and trusted her very much. Therefore, Miss Elaine learned that 'Lieutenant General Disease'

There seems to be a direct relative of the saint level, but Lieutenant General Disease is not very willing to mention her."

Even talking about such a thing, is it possible that the sick lieutenant general is already considering meeting his parents? Is this little girl, no, boy, really fascinated by Elaine? Traynor was stunned.

"...A saint from the Witch Sect? One of those 'saints' who are referred to by colors?"

Traynor became slightly interested and thought about it for himself: "It can't be 'black'. If the disease is the descendant of 'black', then sequences 5 and 6 will not be enough."

"If Diana were still alive, I would consider telling Richard this information."

A witch saint is not easy to mess with. There is no need for me to cause trouble for myself...

Traynor yawned and waved his hand:

"Okay, I know about this. Just let her wait for the notification. I'm very busy now and have no time to care about her."

TBC

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You think this side mission is uninteresting, but your boss doesn't think so.

The devil family went directly to the shore to clear their name as the zb family. We don’t kill people, we eat people gracefully. We provide jobs, we support industry and the national GDP, and we occasionally liquidate competitors. We make a lot of money for the country and for the church

Provided a large amount of funds. When the judgment of death comes, we will go to hell, and you will be guarded by us in hell.
Chapter completed!