Lorenzo remained silent, staring at the blood-red handwriting. So, this message is meant for me?
"What are you planning to do? Catch Shermans?" Lorenzo asked.
"Naturally, he's worth quite a bit at the Evangelical Church, but that's a minor issue. The main thing is to open the route to the Holy Evangelical Pope Kingdom," Oscar replied. "Our influence in Ingwig is pathetically small; otherwise, we wouldn't trouble you."
"But this isn't as simple as it seems, right?" Lorenzo asked.
He fixed his gaze on Oscar, exuding a subtle madness. Lorenzo had known Oscar for a long time, but even now, he couldn't fully understand him.
"Indeed, we don't know who received this intelligence, how they got it, or what the purpose is."
Oscar's expression became serious.
"Not to mention he didn't have to inform us at all. The Florence mission is right there in Old Dunling; he could have completely bypassed us."
"This looks like a conspiracy," Lorenzo remarked.
