The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 975: Volume 31: Hand Trying to Cover the Sky, - 19: When Wishing to Condemn Someone

Chapter 975: Volume 31: Hand Trying to Cover the Sky, Chapter 19: When Wishing to Condemn Someone

Shami hesitated for a moment. To make preparations in advance meant military preparations, which in turn meant considering the Wolf Clan, the Cow Tribe, and the Bear Tribe. Merely the armed forces of the Tiger Clan and the Fox Clan were far from sufficient. However, these three clans had consistently been opposed to the policies he and Christina had implemented. To now ask them to prepare for war would undoubtedly declare that the policies he and Christina promoted had faced setbacks, which could inevitably affect his authority.

Christina, who was astute as the cold snow, immediately sensed Shami’s reluctance. "Shami, we can use the name of winter exercises to call for Bill and Carter to conduct combat readiness training. Wouldn’t that be more appropriate?"

"Hmm, if that’s the case, it would certainly be much better. There should be no problems on Moda and Mouni’s side. As for Carter, it might be a bit troublesome. His attitude has been rather ambiguous lately. If you, Christina, could have a talk with him, I think the situation would improve," Shami said with a slight smile.

Christina’s cheeks flushed with heat. She of course understood why Carter had been acting so strangely lately, but as her relationship with Shami was pure and aboveboard, with nothing shameful involved, she was not afraid at all.

"Alright, I will talk to Carter. However, it would be best if we could get some more accurate news from Dashler. I always feel a bit uneasy about this haziness," Christina nodded.

"Hmm, I think Dashler won’t let us down. He should give me a satisfactory reply in a day or two," Shami mused.

As he watched Christina’s graceful figure disappear outside the door, Shami couldn’t help but sigh. Truly a marvelous woman—the Fox Clan was fortunate to have such a talented and beautiful leader. In the past, they were mostly seductive vixens who, aside from stirring up endless strife within Beamon, had no other skills. But Christina was different. Perhaps the heavens really wanted to give him a chance to leave a significant mark in Beamon’s history of revitalization?

For a moment, Shami was lost in his thoughts.

Dashler • Schnecke was forever in a hurry, as if he was always racing against time, striving to seize every moment. The ten-minute walk from his residence to his modest office usual took him just five minutes to complete.

However, he had truly been entangled with some matters lately. Shami had repeatedly urged for updates on intelligence, yet he had not been able to make sense of the situation.

For a city like Jazair, which once was one of the largest cities in the Northern Continent and the capital of the Kingdom of Nicosia, none of the surrounding powers would readily give up this position. Whether it was Caucasus from the south, the Northern Alliance from the west, or even Cartin surviving in the cracks, not to mention Bohemia and Basarabia, which were momentarily not directly involved, all had tried to leave their mark on the city to some extent.

It was clear that this time, the merchants in Jazair City and the gentry who had lain low for over a year had been stirred up or instigated by some forces. Otherwise, it was impossible for such a major disturbance to arise suddenly without any signs, which annoyed Dashler greatly.

But pulling out the people working behind the scenes was not simple; not everyone was aware of the true details. More often, many were agitated by resentment that had been stirred by deeper, more hidden players taking advantage of an opportunity to vent.

Of course, this did not mean that he was without recourse. Over the years, the Snake Tribe had always been the foundation of Beamon’s intelligence network, with deep roots among the mortals. Although difficult, this was not an obstacle for the Snake Tribe’s spies.

Various signs pointed to the southern Caucasus as the sinister force meddling in Jazair affairs—the nouveau riche seemed too eager to recreate the splendour of a unified Kingdom of Nicosia and had recklessly tried to create chaos in Jazair. This conclusion was drawn by his subordinates, but Dashler had yet to submit the findings to Shami.

Dashler didn’t harbor any fondness for that nouveau riche, a definite tough customer who would surely extend his malicious clutches towards Jazair once his influence was firmly established—potentially even scheming in the shadows as of now. However, making such a hasty move in Jazair, shortly after achieving a hard-won victory on the Cordillera Wasteland, was quite peculiar.

Reverse thinking is an important method for intelligence departments to trace clues. Dashler believed his intelligence officers wouldn’t deceive him, but it was possible they were being misled by the opponent, with one objective in mind—to achieve their desired outcome. Both the Northern Alliance and Cartin now feared the nouveau riche and aimed to direct their own fury towards him, a desire they all harboured. Of course, they might not succeed.

Although on the surface, all signs pointed to Caucasus, after sorting and analyzing the most valuable leads, Dashler noticed the flaws.

The most clamorous merchants in Jazair City did not have significant trade with the south, and several gentlemen always maintained very secretive, yet close contact with the fallen princess of the declining Romanov Dynasty in Cartin. Merchants and gentlemen who had closer ties with the south appeared very passive in this turmoil, more often being driven to participate by the situation.

This also means that the nouveau riche from the south might not yet have the intention to confront the Beamon Kingdom. Those with ulterior motives, however, could hardly wait to create tension between the Beamon Kingdom and the Caucasus to try to provoke a war between the two. Their goal, of course, was only one: to profit from the conflict as an opportunist.

It was necessary to take decisive measures to deal with those who attempted to instigate trouble. The Beamon Kingdom feared no one nor any power, but it would absolutely not allow itself to be manipulated or fooled by anyone. Those attempting to harm the interests of the Beamon Kingdom needed to be taught a serious lesson.

The cleansing storm within Jazair City swept through with the momentum of thunder and lightning. On the one hand, it soothed and stabilized the main mortal factions within the city, while on the other, fully-armed Beamon soldiers launched a comprehensive manhunt throughout the city.

Scores of espionage agents were arrested and thrown into the dungeons. Courts, established in the manner of mortal regimes, went through the motions of conducting trials. However, without exception, these espionage agents were all sentenced to heavy crimes, sent to develop and work in the desolate northeastern parts of the Mogan Wilderness and were refused any option for monetary ransom.

Seeing Maha Gummi’s somewhat uneasy expression, Komer smiled lightly, "Maha Gummi, it seems we’ve suffered quite a bit this time, haven’t we? Our several strongholds were uprooted just like that. Are the beastmen spies really that formidable? Were all the points we painstakingly established in Jazair just swept away in a single stroke?"

"Eh, Lord Komer, please don’t underestimate those beastmen spies. The Snake Tribe has always been the most mysterious among the beastmen. They rarely appear in public, and it can be said with certainty that their infiltration and espionage among mortals and other races are not a matter of just one or two years. To be precise, they have at least decades of accumulated history, and that’s why they were able to act so swiftly and decisively. Aside from us, I believe the Northern Alliance and Cartin have also suffered substantial losses in Jazair."

Maha Gummi carefully defended himself, speaking the truth. The Northern Alliance and Cartin had experienced even more painful losses in Jazair, and it seemed that the beastmen had consciously spared their own side slightly. It was unclear whether it was intentional, leaving loopholes for their own side to continue to develop for easier tracking in the future, or for some other reason.

"Hmm, are you trying to find objective reasons to justify yourself?" Komer snorted coldly, "Alright, I don’t want to delve into this matter. You deal with the problems of the intelligence network yourself. If we’ve suffered losses, then continue to develop. Just because I don’t want to act in Jazair now doesn’t mean we won’t in the future. Also, you need to figure out why the beastmen suddenly played this card, whether someone is sabotaging from the inside. As you said, there has been a constant string of incidents in Jazair City, could it be that someone is trying to frame us?"

"Sir, I was just about to report on this issue. We have conducted some investigations and found it very strange. The instigators behind the disturbances among the people of Jazair are largely connected to Cartin. I suspect that it is Cartin’s side that is stirring up the conflict between us and the beastmen, but the beastmen were not fooled."

"Oh? Katya?" Komer paused, having subdued the Barbarians on Cordillera Wilderness, he had been in a good mood, quietly recuperating and gathering strength. He had not yet considered how to deal with Katya, whose relationship with the Northern Alliance was gradually deteriorating, but unexpectedly, she had taken the initiative to provoke him.

However, after another thought, Komer came to terms with it. Whether Katya provoked him or not, would he spare Cartin? No, no, obviously not. Rather than waiting for his doom, it was better to seize the opportunity, and whether it worked out or not, at least he had tried.

"Yes, it’s probably her."

"Why go through the trouble? I was originally willing to let her gasp for air a bit longer, why must she force my hand?" Komer mused sadly.

"Sir, Princess Katya is also in a difficult position. Those guys from the Northern Alliance have been eyeing Cartin for a long time. If it weren’t for us and the beastmen, they might have already made their move."

"Hmm, what do you suggest?" Komer heard that Maha Gummi might be implying something more.

"Why don’t we help Princess Katya find relief? If we can use this opportunity to reach an understanding with the beastmen, perhaps we can take Cartin without shedding any blood. The Northern Alliance would also not dare to act rashly," Maha Gummi said with a grave voice. (To be continued, for further details, please visit www.qidian.com. More Chapters are available, support the author and support authorized reading!)