Who Listens to Whom?

At this time, Curtis finished reading the appointment letter, and his expression underwent several shifts.

Olivia smiled and said, "Mr. Curtis, I believe you understand the situation now. I'll need your full cooperation to deal with the issues at hand."

"Mr. Curtis cooperating with you?" Bruno frowned immediately upon hearing this. "Did you get that backward? Shouldn't it be you cooperating with Mr. Curtis?"

A Transcender was indeed a mid-level class rank transcendent with significant power, but it depended on who they were being compared to.

Curtis was a Domainist. What logic was there in a Domainist cooperating with a Transcender?

"I didn't misspeak. You will cooperate with me. I expect you both to follow my instructions," Olivia said unhurriedly.

"Just because you're from the church itself?" Bruno was dissatisfied.

Although Curtis had sided with the church, he wasn't technically a member of the church itself.

Bruno felt that Olivia was clearly using the church's reputation to pressure Curtis.

Bruno wanted to say more: "In handling an incident, it's better for the lower rank to listen to the higher rank. I..."

"That's enough, Bruno."

Curtis cut him off and looked at Olivia. "Since this is the church's requirement, I will naturally cooperate with you, Sister Olivia."

The church itself required this?

Bruno glanced at the appointment letter in Curtis's hand, feeling quite surprised.

"What's our next move?" Curtis asked Olivia.

Olivia smiled slightly. "Our targets are primarily three individuals: one Domainist and two Transcenders. However, these three aren't working together."

"The Domainist is named Sean Flint. He's from the Cross Brotherhood and is a Berserker."

"The Transcenders are Renee Barnes and Silas Blount. They're from the Pirate Alliance and are both Navigators."

The King's Domain could only provide names and class ranks. As for their affiliations and transcendent paths, she had naturally learned that information through the magic mirror.

"Sean, the Berserker from the Cross Brotherhood... I've heard of him. He's an extremely crazed fellow. I might not be able to handle him," Curtis frowned upon hearing Olivia's words.

The Cross Brotherhood was a well-known transcendent organization.

In this organization, most transcendents followed the Berserker path.

Those who became Berserkers often possessed extraordinary combat abilities.

They gained combat power through self-harm and blood loss, a path that grew stronger as they fought.

Against opponents of the same rank, they were often a major headache.

Curtis was a Swordsman, a very common transcendent path. He wasn't confident in facing a Berserker of the same rank.

Moreover, as he had said, he had heard of Sean and knew his methods. He would definitely not be an easy opponent to deal with.

Olivia laughed. "We're in no hurry to deal with that Berserker. Let's solve the two from the Pirate Alliance first."

In the eastern seas, pirates were not uncommon.

Over time, to counter the suppression from the three major empires, the pirates had gradually formed an alliance, which eventually became the renowned Pirate Alliance—a quite troublesome transcendent organization at sea.

In the Pirate Alliance, the Navigator was a very common transcendent path.

Transcendents on this path possessed excellent ship-piloting abilities, as well as control over seawater and wind.

At sea, the combat power they could exert was often at its peak, making transcendents of the same rank feel powerless.

However, once they came onto land, they were naturally slightly weaker than transcendents of the same rank from other paths.

"Two Transcender-level Navigators? They're easy enough to deal with." Curtis didn't think much of them and asked directly, "Sister Olivia, do you know where our targets are?"

"I do. As luck would have it, those two Navigators are currently inside your underground black market," Olivia said with a smile.

This caught Curtis by surprise. He pondered for a moment and said, "If they're in the underground black market, I don't recommend attacking them. It would frighten the other patrons and cause a negative impact."

Olivia nodded. "Yes, I didn't plan on attacking them inside the underground black market. We need to wait for them to leave, which I expect will be soon. So, let's wait outside."

Since Olivia had said so, Curtis naturally had no objections. After all, the church's requirement for him was to follow Olivia's instructions.

The three of them immediately headed outside.

They stepped through the iron gate, passed through the underground black market, and went straight to Mangrove Park outside.

The night was deep, moonbeams permeated the air, and the redleaf tree forest was quiet.

"Are we just waiting for them to come out here?" Curtis asked.

The opponents were only two Transcenders, so he wasn't worried about any trouble. For a Domainist like him, dealing with two Transcenders was undoubtedly simple.

He believed he could end the battle in a short time. He just needed to set up some barriers to isolate the noise.

"They're coming out now. They're on their way," Olivia said, looking at Amber.

Curtis was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly tensed. "So soon? We haven't set up the barriers yet. Bruno, hurry up and set them up."

Hearing this, Bruno prepared to act.

"No need. It's too late for barriers. Just strike directly," Olivia waved her hand.

Curtis frowned. "While dealing with those two Navigators won't be a problem for me, it will still take a bit of time. It might cause a commotion. If we disturb the residents around Mangrove Park..."

"Don't worry. If you're only dealing with one person, it shouldn't cause too much of a stir for you, right?" Olivia said with a laugh.

"But aren't there two of them?" Curtis couldn't help but ask.

"You can leave the other one to me," Olivia said unhurriedly.

Seeing this, Curtis didn't say anything more. He could only tell Bruno, "Cooperate with Sister Olivia as best as you can."

Bruno nodded, though he didn't know how he was supposed to help Olivia quickly take down a transcendent of the same rank.

He was just a Shield Guard; he wasn't skilled in offense.