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Chapter 689 - 417 - Fighting and Snatching_2

Chapter 689: Chapter 417 - Fighting and Snatching_2

In addition to those businesses and banks, the top elites of the Wood Dynasty formed three groups, each of which sent representatives to the Summit Metropolitan Office.

Prince Anker was a cousin of the current Emperor. His fiefdom was located near Raleigh City, where the East Prison Town Comfort Office was situated.

Meanwhile, more than half of the Lannister Sect’s business was in the eastern region of the Wood Dynasty.

Donald Lee laughed, "They will surely agree. In these few days, those banks have been offering to buy several times higher shares from others, yet no one has sold to them."

Donald Lee went to discuss the matter with those two businesses on behalf of Master Lane, while Owen Bertram unexpectedly received a call from Master Lane, "What are your thoughts on rectifying the East Prison Town Comfort Office?"

Owen Bertram humbly sought advice, "Please enlighten me, Master."

Abner Lane said, "After Lin Ronald’s imprisonment, he has not been immediately tried. According to various parties, especially His Majesty’s intentions, he should spare his life."

Owen Bertram was also mentally prepared for this, as in most cases, the "Sixth Great Realm" itself served as an amulet for escaping death.

"However, after I interrogated Stan Ronald and other Fifth Great Domain individuals, the situation is terrible in the East Prison Town Comfort Office. Lin Ronald, relying on the power of the Seventh Prince and Lydia in the palace, have been making a fortune by selling official positions and corrupting the law within the jurisdiction of the East Prison Town Comfort Office."

"The entire East Prison Town Comfort Office is corrupt!"

"After Lin Ronald’s downfall, those beneath him must be panicking. You must act immediately and make haste. You cannot let these fellows escape!"

Owen Bertram heard the deeper implications of Master Lane’s words, "Investigate the entire East Prison Town Comfort Office?"

These fellows had been embezzling for years in the East Prison Comfort Office, amassing a considerable fortune. So, it was necessary to act swiftly, lest they escape with the money.

Abner Lane said, "For specific matters, you can handle it according to the situation. However, the East Prison Town Comfort Office must not collapse, as the Imperial Court still needs its help to maintain its rule."

Such a giant organization could not collapse overnight, as it would leave a lengthy power vacuum that would cause many chain reactions.

This posed a dilemma for Owen, as he needed to thoroughly investigate while not letting the East Prison Town Comfort Office be paralyzed—two conflicting demands. To investigate the East Prison Town Comfort Office and deploy people to take over the work quickly, he would need personnel from the Horizon Bureau. Owen Bertram found it difficult to cope with the considerable scope of the East Prison Town Comfort Office. Even if he emptied his Summit Metropolitan Office, they would still be incapable of taking over.

Owen now somewhat understood the pain of reformers in his previous life’s history.

He hated these parasites from the East Prison Town Comfort Department no less, and of course, if he had no scruples, he would have been happy to imprison all of them one by one for detailed interrogation and punishment according to their crimes. However, he could not do so, as who would handle the work in the event of the East Prison Town Comfort Office’s complete collapse?

In the face of such contradictions in reality, even if he truly became the Ninth Great Realm, there would be no quick solution.

Owen sighed softly and asked, "What is Master’s expectation in terms of numbers?"

Abner Lane said, "The Imperial Court is currently short of funds, and the amount confiscated from the East Prison Town Comfort Office must be at least three billion spirit jades must be handed over to the General Government Office!"

Owen Bertram was startled, "Master, you’re not kidding me, are you?"

Abner Lane said solemnly, "You don’t understand the East Prison Town Comfort Office. When you go there, you’ll see. This number isn’t big." Then, the rarely annoyed Seventh Level complained, "I know you are a cautious person, so I’ve given you enough room to maneuver on this matter—otherwise, you would not be committed to the task!"

"Master has misunderstood me." Owen Bertram pretended to be loyal and devoted, "I am loyal to Master, and I have always been dedicated to the public affairs of the Horizon Bureau! You always underestimate my character, and I will... "

"Enough." Abner Lane didn’t want to hear his self-praise, "This is a big matter. The General Government can give you all the official support, but not much in terms of manpower. I reluctantly took two thousand people from the Central Prison, North Prison, and South Prison Town Governor’s Offices. There can’t be any more."

Two thousand people may seem like a lot, but the entire East Prison Town Comfort Office had dozens of revered Lord groups, hundreds of Prescott groups, and some other set-ups. Two thousand people spread across them would not even be enough to occupy the crucial departments.

Owen Bertram estimated that he would need to draw at least two thousand more people from the Summit Command Office, just to make ends meet.

He also understood very well that it was not that Abner Lane was unwilling to help him, but rather that he was powerless. Abner Lane still had to win over the West Prison Governor’s Office, and among the two thousand people, they needed to carefully screen the personnel from the Central Prison, North Prison, and South Prison, for the undesirable consequences that unreliable people would bring in the future were boundless.

Owen Bertram bid farewell to Master Lane with heavy thoughts, then opened a map of the Spirit Light in front of him and began to carefully consider the specific plan for rectifying the East Prison Town Comfort Office.

Master Lane would only give him a general direction, and it was up to Owen to figure out how to proceed.

During his leisure time over the past few days, Owen Bertram had thought about this issue in advance. Now, he needed to consolidate various ideas and come up with a specific execution plan.

Gradually, his eyes fell on the Great Dragon-like river running through the Wood Dynasty, twisting and writhing.