The cloaked man was taken aback for a mont and didn't quite understand at first. After a while, he whispered.
"This... I'm not sure, but now he should be on the Hillfin family's carriage returning to the Wise Man's Court."
He didn't know if Lord Karamos was satisfied with this answer, so he quickly continued speaking.
"Additionally, Prince Colin proposed at the banquet to take a piece of the Earl Domain's land to establish an organization called the Holy Temple Knight Order, successfully piquing the interest of the Council of Elders, the Imperial Army, and the Church Court."
"The Holy Temple Knight Order?" The statue's tone was laced with obvious interest, it clicked its tongue softly. "That na certainly sounds pious enough..."
The cloaked man nodded heavily and continued, "Yes, my lord. He proposed establishing the Knight Order on the Gana Continent, operating in the form of a joint-stock company, with wealthy nobles providing financial support, military officers providing manpower, and the Church providing priests and missionaries, pleasing all parties. As far as I've observed... both the Regent King and the Marshal seem quite interested."
As for more details, they were beyond his level of access.
The banquet of the Valencia family invited many people, but families truly capable of stepping into the core of power in the Holy City couldn't even fill a room.
"Heh," Karamos chuckled lightly, comnting with indifference, "It really is a genius idea, to twist three forces into a single rope."
If the real Prince Colin knew he had such an impressive 'grandson', he might not be able to sleep at night.
Right, that guy doesn't need to sleep anyway.
The man pursed his lips, cautiously trying to say, "But... my lord, if this Knight Order is ford, it wouldn't really be a good thing for us in Hell, would it?"
He didn't know Hell's plans on the Gana Continent, but just from the information in the newspapers, he could sense sothing — Hell certainly wasn't disinterested in sending a Demon King to the Gana Continent.
Karamos' statue's smile deepened a bit, his voice carrying an unfathomable delight, as he spoke in a relaxed tone.
"Is that so? Then you underestimate us."
The man quickly lowered his head, speaking with fear and trepidation.
"I wouldn't dare..."
Karamos laughed aningfully and continued.
"I actually think this isn't a bad thing for us; three people with different intentions deciding to do sothing big together will inevitably end in chaos. Perhaps, this is exactly 'Prince Colin's' goal. That guy is definitely not an easy character."
At this point, a bone-chilling laugh suddenly escaped from the statue's mouth—
"Hehehe... I'm increasingly curious about what he'll do. I'd love to chat with him face-to-face about his plans, maybe I can even help him."
The cloaked man shrank his neck, feeling a twinge of fear from that eerie laughter, but he could only stand there bravely.
Those who sell their souls to demons often end up like this, sinking deeper and eventually losing the right to retreat at so mont.
This is precisely where the terrifying corruption from Hell lies.
They rarely win on an open battlefield, but when it cos to the corruption of the Holy City, they seldom lose.
From Lord Karamos' implications, he could vaguely perceive that Prince Colin seed to be a pawn of this lord too, and like himself, might have been caught by a demon, unable to extricate himself.
But—
Is it really that simple?
He had t that gentleman a few tis, and that gentleman obviously was not an easy person to manipulate, but rather a hidden and astute player.
The statue's voice gradually faded away, becoming ethereal and distant.
"News about him always fills with such delight, keep observing—"
"I eagerly await that you can bring more joy."
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