The Silver Spear pondered for a mont after hearing Clent's request. Logically speaking, with Clent's qualifications, ability, and the loyalty he had shown in serving the club for so many years, he should have long been qualified to beco an official mber. However, ever since a few years ago, for the sake of Germany's grand strategy, the club needed to prioritize bringing several local target wizards into their fold, so they tightened the review process for others. Therefore, for senior collaborators like Clent, the club had always kept them hanging, claiming their ritorious service was insufficient, when in reality they had no intention of bringing them in the short term. Moreover, these collaborators were indeed very capable. If they beca official mbers and were promoted too quickly, they would no longer be able to serve the club with their public identities.
So, the Silver Spear could only continue to prevaricate. "You handled this matter very well, but we haven't seen the benefits yet, so your request to formally join still cannot be approved. Don't worry about it; we see all your contributions. Once the next stage of objectives is achieved, your request will be prioritized."
The astute Clent could tell that the other party was rely placating him, but since the leader had spoken, it would appear petty for him to continue to pester. So, he could only nod in agreent, feeling depressed.
"By the way," the Silver Spear changed the subject, "Recently, there have been quite a few small groups in East and West Germany advocating for reunification. Have you heard anything about this?"
"You an small associations like the Berlin United Front, right? In my opinion, these are just a bunch of wizards gathering to entertain themselves. Their numbers don't seem to exceed ten, and most of their internal mbers are couples from both East and West Germany. They don't seem to be worth noting," Clent tilted his head in thought, then respectfully said.
"No…" The Silver Spear shook his head. "According to the information we have, these small associations are not as simple as they appear."
"Oh? You an there are others supporting them from behind?" Clent looked at the Silver Spear with so surprise.
"That's right. They initially just made a small fuss, but it wasn't long before these associations, both in terms of numbers and activities, increased linearly. The Berlin United Front you just ntioned has already expanded to over twenty people. Moreover, they are now starting to spend money on advertising in various newspapers and magazines. The day before yesterday, they also distributed flyers and gave speeches in two wizard communities simultaneously. This is clearly an organized activity," the Silver Spear coldly shook his head and revealed so of the information he knew.
"The sudden appearance of organized protest associations at this ti—is it because our recent actions have been too ostentatious, causing soone to notice sothing and want to do the opposite?" Clent's mind quickly churned. "Do you think the one opposing us could be that Andre fellow? He's always been an extremist who opposes division. It's possible he's causing trouble."
"Him? Heh heh…" The Silver Spear sneered. "That fellow probably doesn't have the brains for it, or rather, he's not the kind of person who likes to beat around the bush."
"Then who else could it be besides that guy? The other party is clearly prepared," Clent stroked his beard and imdiately fell into contemplation.
"That's what we want to know too, but no matter who is behind them, we must prevent these associations from growing further," the Silver Spear's tone gradually beca extrely stiff.
"Then what do you an, Minister?" Clent knew he was probably going to do so dirty work again.
"The next ti they plan a group activity, I will notify you in advance. You arrange for the West German Endeavor Society to go and cause a disturbance, preferably to instigate conflict, and you can even use force, but no one should die. In short, at least make the newly joined mbers of these associations feel afraid, indirectly forcing them to withdraw, weakening their power, and ideally pushing them entirely to one side of East or West Germany." At this point, the Silver Spear's tone had beco chillingly cold.
"Understood. This is pretty much what we've done before, except before we involved bystanders during brawls, and now we're just targeting them specifically," Clent nodded knowingly.
"The situation is similar. You need to grasp the extent of it well. It would be even better if you could force out the people behind them. You should personally control the scene and not let it get out of hand," although Clent had done many similar tasks, the Silver Spear tirelessly instructed him.
"Yes, Minister." Clent bowed deeply and respectfully, then looked at the other party with so embarrassnt. "By the way, Minister, the West German Endeavor Society's activity funds are almost used up. You know that many people there are only working for money."
"I know. I will make up for it when I give you the money next ti." The Silver Spear's voice lowered upon hearing this. In the past two years, the club had taken too big a step, and relying solely on black market inco and savings was almost unsustainable, which made him feel troubled.
"Thank you, Minister." Clent was quite satisfied with this aspect of the club; funds were allocated specifically, and expenses for different projects would not be cross-used.
"There's one more thing…" The Silver Spear slowly put his hands behind his back. "From now on, so magical creatures will need to be regularly transported out of No. 1 Park every month. After you go back, re-inventory the existing magical creature categories and mark those that are not in pairs or are older."
"Oh? Didn't you say before that the magical creatures in the park wouldn't flow into the black market? Has so big client appeared?" Clent rarely received such a request. Since he started managing No. 1 Park, he had never seen any magical creatures transported out, except for those that were old.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. These magical creatures are not being transported to the black market. Soone special will co to receive them, but the next ti will be in half a month. In short, act according to my orders," the Silver Spear snapped impatiently.
"Yes! Minister, I was presumptuous." Although Clent felt sowhat confused, he still respectfully lowered his head.
However, the Silver Spear did not bla the other party again. "Hmm, do you have anything else? If not, I'll go back."
Clent tilted his head in thought, then seed to rember sothing. "Oh, right, when I was negotiating with Alan before, he seed to express a desire to see you. I promised him I would ntion it to you."
"Wants to see ? Did he say what it was about?" The face beneath the mask raised an eyebrow in surprise. He didn't rember knowing the other party.
"Just a routine greeting, but he seems to have an intention of opening a branch of Silver Lightning Trading Company in Germany. It's a good thing you didn't et him in ti, otherwise my business with him probably wouldn't have worked out," Clent casually recounted what he had heard earlier.
"I see. It seems this young entrepreneur from Britain has quite an ambition." The Silver Spear snorted coldly. "I know about this matter. You can reply to him that I will arrange to et him soon."
"Okay, Minister. In that case, I have nothing else to bother you with," Clent said, respectfully bending at the waist again.
"Good, rember what I told you!" The Silver Spear nodded slightly, then flicked his sleeve and turned to step into the black mirror, and just like when he arrived, as he paced, his figure in the mirror grew smaller and smaller, gradually disappearing.
Finally, after seeing off the Silver Spear, Clent also breathed a sigh of relief. "Although it's not much, it at least resolved a 3,000 Galleon shortfall. I should be able to gather the remaining 2,000 Galleons by thinking of a way. It's just a pity that the business I got has to be split."
Clent sighed helplessly, then, after restoring the secret room to its original state, returned to the office outside. And for a long ti afterward, Clent diligently handled official duties in the office. Moreover, he also had a secretary in the black market who knew many secrets, so it seed he usually commuted between the black market and the park.
anwhile, Hog and Alan, far away in the East Duden Building, were currently looking at each other in front of the monitor, both with a degree of confusion in their eyes.
"Minister, can you tell what's going on?" Hog looked at Alan beside him, puzzled.
"I'm not sure. This situation is simply incredible. You also heard that his voice was the sa as Golden Knight's that day, right?" Alan knew what Hog was asking, but he couldn't figure it out right away.
"Yes, although his tone of voice when facing Ashwinder was different from when he faced Clent, if you identify him by his voice and conversational habits, it's clearly the sa person," Hog said, becoming even more confused. "But Clent just clearly said that you wanted to see him, which ans Clent was very certain that the person in front of him was the Minister Peter we often talked about, and after the Silver Spear's response, it was tantamount to admitting that he was Peter. That is to say, we can confirm that Minister Peter is Golden Knight himself! But the problem is, Minister Peter's current location is clearly in the Ministry of Magic! Could it be that he really used a Ti-Turner as you said, which is why he can frequently appear in two places at once?" Hog looked up at the monitor, then looked at the positioning map in his hand, still feeling dizzy.
"No…" Alan still shook his head, unable to accept it, "No one can use a Ti-Turner frequently for a long ti, and it can be confird that the other party was acting as Peter before entering the Ministry of Magic. I think there must be sothing we don't know hidden within this."
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