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The hotel door opened, and the Adjudicator walked straight to the counter. She placed a blue-and-black coin, slightly larger than a regular gold coin, in front of the concierge, Charon.
This was her symbol as an Adjudicator. The previous one" had been stolen by Morin.
"What do you need?" Charon asked respectfully.
Although he was a loyal subordinate, he already knew that his boss, Winston, and the entire New York Continental Hotel had switched their allegiance to the Templar Knights. But for now, on the surface, this had not been announced.
"I want to see Winston," the Adjudicator's voice was icy.
"Of course," Charon nodded. "Please, follow me."
Charon led the Adjudicator to the conference room.
However"
The situation was a little different from what the Adjudicator had expected.
She had anticipated that Winston would be formally waiting for her, ready to accept her judgment respectfully.
Instead"
"Mr. Winston," the Adjudicator said, looking at the drunken Winston in the conference room.
"You need to sober up."
"I need to sober up?" Winston said, his eyes narrowed.
"Who are you?"
"I am the Adjudicator."
"And?"
"Please remember your place, Mr. Winston," the Adjudicator said with a frown.
"Do you still pledge your allegiance to the High Table and dedicate yourself to it?"
"Me?" Winston thought for a moment.
"I guess" maybe" hmm" yes? Or no?"
"You"
"I apologize, Adjudicator," Charon said, blocking the Adjudicator.
"Mr. Winston is not in a fit state right now. Please be understanding. Besides, this isn't a good time for a conversation" so, perhaps you could come back another day?"
The Adjudicator said in a cold voice, "The New York Continental Hotel must immediately expel Morin and issue a bounty on him!"
"I am very sorry, ma'am," Charon said.
"Mr. Winston is intoxicated and unable to make any decisions. Please come back tomorrow."
"Very well," the Adjudicator said, staring for a long time. Seeing that Charon wouldn't budge, she turned and left.
"When he wakes up, notify me immediately."
The Adjudicator did not have the authority to give orders to the Continental Hotel over Winston's head.
Even though she was an Adjudicator and could pass judgment on any organization under the High Table, she still had to follow the rules.
However, Winston's drunken state at this moment" wasn't mentioned in any of the rules.
So, despite her anger, the Adjudicator had no choice but to leave.
"Sir?"
After the Adjudicator left, Charon asked.
"Is she gone?" Winston was instantly 'sober."
"Phew, I finally fooled her."
"Sir, how long can this last?" Charon asked.
"Three days. Just three days. After that, we won't need to hide anymore." Winston rubbed his neck and sniffed his alcohol-soaked clothes with a frown.
"I need a shower"
So, the next day, when the Adjudicator saw Winston again, he was still drunk.
"What is going on?" The Adjudicator's anger was barely contained.
"The casualty report is out," Charon said, looking serious and mournful.
"The hotel has lost more than a quarter of its assassins."
"And?" the Adjudicator's face was ashen.
She hadn't been idle. In that time, she had already found and punished the Hawkeye organization.
Now, only the New York Continental Hotel was left.
"So, Mr. Winston is so sad that he has to drink," Charon said seriously.
"Heh" the Adjudicator sneered.
Was he trying to fool her into thinking she was an idiot?
She had suspected it before, but now she was certain.
An Adjudicator's position was very honorable, and by rights, she should never have been treated this way. If she was, there was only one explanation:
The Adjudicator suddenly froze.
If that were the case"
"I have something else to take care of," the Adjudicator said.
"Tell Mr. Winston that I will be back tomorrow. He had better not be in a drunken state then. This is my final warning!"
Her tone was solemn, without a single flaw.
After saying that, the Adjudicator turned to leave.
But her footsteps were a tiny bit more hurried and flustered.
If that possibility was true"
The Continental Hotel was now a den of thieves for her!
"Clap, clap, clap"
The sudden applause behind her made the Adjudicator flinch, but her footsteps didn't stop.
"Miss Adjudicator, I must say, you are very perceptive. It's a pity you were a little too hasty," Winston's voice said, completely sober.
"Are you in such a hurry to leave because of something urgent?"
"Are you sure you want to betray the High Table?" The Adjudicator stopped and turned around to look at Winston, who was now sitting up straight, no longer looking drunk.
"I have no choice. The High Table didn't give me as much as he did," Winston said, shaking his head. He raised a gun and aimed it at the Adjudicator.
"Besides, I've long disliked you."
"Bang!"
He didn't waste any more words. Since they had turned on each other, it was time to fight.
"Sir?" Charon looked at the Adjudicator with a bullet hole in her head, then looked at Winston.
"You"
"She realized what was happening, but her acting was a little lacking. If her footsteps hadn't sped up in a panic, I wouldn't have noticed," Winston said, standing up and putting the gun aside.
"Heh" since we were about to be exposed anyway, we might as well use this as a bargaining chip."
"At a time like this, if we don't take a side, Mr. Morin won't trust us. Being a fence-sitter is the most foolish thing to do."
Winston knew that by pulling that trigger, he had completely broken with the High Table.
When a High Table Adjudicator was seen in such a pathetic state, the people who saw her would have to have an eye plucked out.
That's what happened to the "Moles."
And now, Winston had personally killed the Adjudicator inside the Continental Hotel!
This meant he had no way back!
Forty years had worn away Winston's ambition. He had thought he would just fade away like this, but Morin had given him another chance.
Using the Adjudicator's sudden discovery as a chance, Winston made his final decision and completely placed his loyalty on the Templar Knights" ship.
Sailing together through thick and thin.
The news of the Adjudicator's death inside the Continental Hotel was not, and could not be, kept a secret. It spread like wildfire.
"How about that" Morin said with a chuckle after hearing the news. "Mr. Winston, so decisive?"
"It's just a matter of different standings," Winston said, nodding and smiling.
"I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."
"Of course there will be trouble, but there's no need to panic. It just happened a day early," Morin laughed.
"After tomorrow, we can officially announce it."
"Knock, knock!"
"Sir," Charon said, knocking on the door.
"The Mole and the Hawkeye are here."
The Mole and the Hawkeye were actually the leaders of two underground organizations, but only in the New York area.
These were the same two who had just been "judged" by the Adjudicator not long ago.
Even though the Hawkeye's palm had been pierced, and the Mole had lost an eye, they still insisted on coming to the Continental Hotel at this moment, when the New York Continental Hotel had been excommunicated from the High Table.
"Guess what they want?" Winston smiled.
"What else could it be?" Morin said, understanding without having to analyze it.
"I can only say that the High Table's actions have long since lost the hearts of the people."
"And as soon as tonight is over, and tomorrow comes, it will be the Templar Knights" official debut!"
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