After Aida left, Madeline asked curiously, "Sister Olivia, what should we do next?"
Olivia said, "Next, we just need to wait. Also, to be safe, you should call me Miss Stella while we are in the Main District."
"O— Miss Stella, you really are cautious."
"Being cautious won't cost us anything. On the contrary, excessive boldness might bring about unfortunate possibilities."
"You have a point, Miss Stella."
"By the way, no one noticed when you brought Sister Aida over earlier, right?" Olivia thought of this potential issue.
Madeline smiled slightly. "Don't worry, Sister Aida knows how to hide herself. No one noticed."
"That's good."
...
Over the next day, Olivia didn't see Esme again, but she did receive a visit from the noble lady, Felicity.
Olivia didn't ignore this person who wanted to build a good relationship with her just to borrow money, even though Felicity currently seemed to have no use.
She still received her warmly, like a normal friend, and the girl didn't leave until just before dark.
'This person actually hasn't mentioned the loan yet; she's quite patient. And here I've already thought of about ten different reasons to refuse her.'
Olivia smiled inwardly.
Felicity's arrival was merely a minor interlude to her.
Afterward, Olivia returned to Annus Street in the South District to prepare for sleep.
For her, sleeping at her home on Annus Street was more secure because it was within the magic mirror's range of control. No matter what happened, she could handle it calmly.
Upon her return, as expected, Olivia sensed that someone had entered her home again.
After silently consulting the magic mirror, she walked familiarly into the living room and picked up an extra letter from the coffee table.
Naturally, this letter was left by Fiona.
Fiona had written to her yesterday, asking her to find a way to get some money from the church, a request she had refused without hesitation.
But it seemed that refusal was useless.
The content of the letter was somewhat resolute. Fiona still demanded that she get some money. As for whether this would make things difficult for Olivia, Fiona no longer cared.
Seemingly worried that Olivia would continue to refuse, Fiona left a sentence at the end of the letter.
"I will come to see you again at midnight. We will talk in detail then."
Talk in detail?
Talk in detail my foot.
Olivia's hand tightened instinctively, crumpling the entire sheet of paper.
...
Meanwhile, in a tavern in the South District that was outside the magic mirror's range of control.
Fiona arrived here and entered a room, where she met an old man with a white beard.
Seeing him, Fiona lowered her head respectfully. "Lord Thales."
Thales Walker was reading a book. Upon hearing her, he looked up, his slightly clouded gaze falling on Fiona.
He gave a low chuckle. "Fiona, have you brought the things I asked for?"
Fiona's heart tightened as she answered, "Not yet. I still need a little more time."
"More time?" The smile instantly vanished from Thales's face. "My request is not high. I only need some money. Why can't you manage such a small request?"
Fiona smiled bitterly at his words.
Recently, for some unknown reason, the organization had begun to require a vast amount of money. Every member of the organization was forced to scramble about, gathering wealth everywhere.
This had even become a performance metric; those who could bring in more money for the organization would receive many rewards regarding the transcendent path.
These rewards were tempting even to Thales.
He was a skywalker, only a tiny distance away from becoming a high-level class rank transcendent. Yet, that tiny distance was like an unbridgeable abyss to Thales.
He was old and didn't know how many more years he could live; perhaps it wouldn't be long before he bid farewell to this world forever.
But if he could take one more step and become an evolver, his level of existence would change, allowing him to return to his youth.
This was far too important for Thales!
Therefore, after learning that he could exchange accumulated wealth for the spiritual materials required for his advancement, he began to act frantically.
He oppressed his subordinates, gathering wealth from all directions and keeping a close eye on everyone.
Fiona was just one of them.
However, a single sentence from Fiona later had caused him to value her.
Fiona said she could obtain a large amount of money but needed time.
Thus, Thales had come directly to Kaliron to meet Fiona personally and have her bring him the money.
But where was the money?
"Fiona, I have already prepared your advancement materials. Where is the thing I want?"
Thales needed money to advance.
Fiona also needed money for her own advancement.
It was just that Fiona's items were currently held by Thales.
Fiona hurriedly said, "This week. I will definitely be able to bring enough money this week. I am certain of this."
Today was Friday.
Hearing that she still needed time, Thales frowned, though he could wait a bit longer.
However, he couldn't help but be curious. "Just what is your method for obtaining this money?"
Fiona hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Our organization has planted a mole inside the church. She holds a decent position and can funnel money out from the church. I plan to obtain the funds through her."
"Is it reliable?" Thales frowned.
He hadn't expected this matter to involve the church, and he immediately felt a bit of hesitation.
To many, the church was an unshakeable giant that they didn't want to get too close to.
Fiona said quickly, "I think there won't be a problem. She has always been very cooperative. Next, I plan to go find her again to finalize this."
Thales nodded and then said, "Tell me her identity."
"Olivia Melianne. Given your status in the organization, my lord, you could have checked the relevant files anyway." Fiona gave up the name without hesitation.
Naturally, Thales had never heard the name. He simply committed it to memory and then let Fiona go deal with the matter herself.
"Then I shall take my leave."
Fiona exited the room.
By now, the sky had already darkened. She looked up at the time; she couldn't wait until midnight.
She planned to go find Olivia immediately.
But speaking of which, what had Olivia been doing these past few days? Why hadn't she run into her the last two times she went?
She wouldn't be out again this time, would she?
Fiona frowned, but regardless, she would go check first.
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