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In the end, the Adjudicator convinced the beggar from the Mole organization that she was indeed the Adjudicator, who then took her to his leader, and she returned to High Table territory.
Although her appearance was pathetic, some things'some kind of aura"couldn't be faked.
After cleaning herself up and changing into new clothes, she picked up the phone. The first call she made was for"
"Get rid of those Moles who saw me," the Adjudicator said coldly. "They saw something they shouldn't have."
After a voice on the other end said "Yes," the Adjudicator hung up.
She took several deep breaths, but they did nothing.
She had never encountered anything like this before, or anyone like him!
How dare he do this to her, the High Table's Adjudicator!
The Adjudicator was furious, but she knew that in her current state, she couldn't possibly talk to the Elder.
After a long while, feeling a bit calmer, she picked up the phone.
It was late, but this matter was too important"not just because the Adjudicator had been humiliated, but because a group dared to declare war on the High Table!
"Because all the bounty posters have been confirmed dead, and there's no one to provide subsequent bounties."
Winston looked at Eric. "Congratulations, Mr. Eric. According to the rules, your bounty has been automatically canceled."
"Thank you, Mr. Winston," Eric said, a little emotional.
As the chairman of a multinational corporation, he was well-versed in many things, but he had never experienced a life-or-death assassination attempt on the streets of New York like that thirty-minute ordeal.
Naturally, he was excited to have survived.
"You don't have to thank me. Officially, I"m still just the manager of the High Table's Continental Hotel, and I"m just following the rules," Winston said, shaking his head. "The person you should really thank is"
"The Templar Knights," Morin said, entering the room. "Everyone contributed to this operation."
"Mr. Morin!" Eric immediately stood up.
The life-saving grace and the divine feats he had witnessed Morin perform along the way caused him to act instinctively.
Although using a wrench to deflect bullets was a bit strange"
The thought just passed through Eric's mind, and he instinctively ignored it, getting straight to the point. "Words can't express my gratitude for saving my life."
With that, Eric took out a check from his suit pocket and respectfully handed it to Morin with both hands.
"I"m very grateful for the Templar Knights' help and their efforts to protect order. This is the reward I'm giving the Templar Knights!"
" Morin laughed. "Oh, goodness, why are you doing this so suddenly? It makes me seem like I"m only interested in money" This is not good, hmm, this is not good~"
Winston watched from the side, his lips twitching.
Could you not say that while reaching for the check?
What do you mean you're not just interested in money?!
Morin didn't care about that; a person's reputation was the cheapest thing in the world. While it wasn't absolute, throughout history, those without shame seemed to have an easier time getting by than those who had it.
But then again, power was the most important thing.
That was why Morin reached for the check. After all, this was sixteen million U.S. dollars! Sixteen million that would be counted as experience!
Sixteen million meant Morin could instantly upgrade his Templar Knight class to Advanced!
Although Morin didn't plan to use it to open a new world this time, those new skills were tempting!
The Templar Knight class was the first to give Morin magical spells. He couldn't deny his curiosity about how powerful they could become.
He took the check, and the contract was completed.
Morin's attention was diverted to the changes on his class panel.
**[Advanced Templar Knight (590/10000)
Title Bonuses:
1. [Advanced Knight Bloodline]
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3. [Advanced Stealth Skill]
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5. [Advanced Backstab Skill]
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7. [Sword of Eden] (Didn't see that coming, I"m back!)**
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Morin: "
He wasn't silent because of the message at the end.
Nor was he relieved that he no longer had to use a wrench to deflect bullets.
Speaking of which, the wrench could change shape. Morin had just been using its wrench form because it felt comfortable, and changing its shape took time, which was a hassle.
It was the Sword of Eden that got him" wasn't that a divine artifact from the world of Assassin's Creed?
Could something like that be pulled from the system?
Did this mean things like the Apple of Eden were real, too?
He needed to be more careful. The Apple of Eden was something that could control people's minds"
Morin was still thinking while talking with Eric and the others.
He really admired Eric, this golden sheep" no, this person.
What he admired most about Eric was his ability to tell the 'truth" with his eyes wide open!
Morin had just shown him once how to frame a task as the Templar Knights protecting order. After that, Eric had become very savvy and used the same framing for every transaction.
It made things very easy for Morin.
"So, there's one more thing," Morin said to Eric. "I'd like to discuss it with you."
"Mr. Morin, please speak," Eric said respectfully. "It's not a discussion; you can just give me orders."
"Should I excuse myself?" Winston asked.
"No, no need," Morin said. "It's about" Eric, would you like to join the Templar Knights?"
"Yes, I"m sure."
The Adjudicator sat on a luxurious sofa, her face pale with rage, but her voice was still calm.
Her pale face was a result of recalling the day's events, while her calm tone was because of the person she was talking to.
After all, on the other end of the line was the High Table's Elder.
"It's been handled. There won't be any rumors," the Adjudicator said. "The High Table's dignity cannot be violated."
"Yes, I know. I'll question the Continental Hotel and the Hawkeye organization."
"Yes, I understand."
"Good."
After hanging up, the Adjudicator clenched her phone, her eyes filled with malice.
She was not in a good mood!
And when you're in a bad mood, you need to vent.
The Adjudicator got into the private car the High Table sent for her and headed to the Continental Hotel.
The Sahara Desert.
The Elder hung up the phone, his expression somewhat grim.
The Fraternity of Assassins had just been wiped out, and now there was trouble at the Continental Hotel.
Twenty percent of registered assassins had been eliminated. If you counted active assassins, it was a loss that the High Table couldn't easily bear!
Most importantly, all of this was because of a new organization that had suddenly appeared'the Templar Knights!
"The file?" the Elder asked.
A servant at his side handed him a stack of papers.
The Elder took them and began to read through them carefully, while asking the servant if there had been any other reports of Templar Knights sightings.
He was starting to take this seriously.
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