Rita stood on the roof for a long time that day. On the one hand, she really couldn't sleep, and on the other hand, Rita still had a mission to complete.
"Your Excellency the Bishop, I have successfully contacted the target. Some of the target's recent behaviors have been recorded and sent to you."
Rita put an unusually small headset on her ear, and after the call was connected, she spoke in a low voice.
"Well, I've read the information. Rita did a good job. you are indeed one of my most capable assistants." Bishop Otto's symbolic and joyful voice came from the other end of the communication line.
"Continue to maintain this intensity of monitoring and try to observe every detail. If there are any abnormal changes in the target, notify me in time." Bishop Otto continued to explain the mission.
"You know, Rita, your mission this time has a very high priority. But it's not that serious, so just think of it as giving yourself a break."
"I understand, Your Excellency the Bishop." Rita agreed. The maid, who was known for her neat and efficient style, did not hang up the phone immediately this time, but her expression was a little conflicted.
"What's wrong? Rita, do you have any questions?" Otto on the other side of the communicator also noticed this sensitively, "Hesitation is not your style."
"My Lord Bishop, I just have a few questions."
"Hmm? As expected... Just ask if you have any questions." Otto seemed to have anticipated this.
"Kiana and that person have always been just two ordinary people. The only thing worth mentioning is that Kiana is the sister of Lord Durandal.
"But Xianglai himself has never participated in any sensitive business or political matters. he has always been an ordinary person who has been in a coma for six years due to a car accident and now runs a dessert shop..."
Rita expressed her doubts: "Do we, Schicksal, need to monitor these two people like this?"
Maybe normal people can't see that even an elite like Durandal is only suitable for frontal battlefields. This doesn't mean that Durandal is not strong, but everyone's focus is different.
Compared to Durandal, who is more suited for combat on the front lines, Rita is better at agent infiltration and hunting.
Because they excel in their respective fields, they are also equally sensitive at times.
On the first day she came to the dessert shop, Rita noticed that someone was watching her from time to time.
Rita inferred from some clues that the people being monitored were from the Schicksal Intelligence Department.
There is no other reason than that Rita is too familiar with the various methods used by her organization.
This also confuses Rita. No matter her past credentials or anything else, there are no flaws. Rita doesn't believe there is any perfect disguise in the world that can deceive the intelligence department of Schicksal.
What was very rare was that Bishop Otto on the other end of the phone fell silent when he heard her question.
"I don't know how to explain this to you."
Standing on the building of the Schicksal headquarters, Bishop Otto was also enjoying the evening breeze and said to Rita: "Perhaps you can understand it as my respect for those two people."
"Respect?" This word surprised Rita.
You know, although Bishop Otto appears amiable on the surface, he actually doesn't care about anyone except Lady Kallen.
The genius Bishop Otto had his own pride, and tonight it was surprising to hear him use the word "respect" for two ordinary people.
"Okay, Rita, I have answered your questions, and I also know what you are worried about now." Bishop Otto's voice sounded a little tired at this moment.
"Of course, I don't completely rule out the possibility of taking action against them. What if an unimaginable disaster happens to this world?"
"I will immediately take action to eliminate the source of this disaster. Of course, the possibility of this happening is only one in a hundred thousand or one in a million."
"But this possibility is not zero, since Xianglai has awakened and Kiana has appeared in this world."
Otto said a bunch of words that were incomprehensible to Rita and then hung up the phone.
Rita's beautiful brows frowned slightly. Although her own bishop was proud, he was not arrogant.
The words he said were not uttered without reason, and they must contain deep meaning...
With a soft sigh, Rita pictured the red-haired figure in her mind.
"Why? As an ordinary person, what qualities do you have that attract Bishop Otto?" Rita was very confused, and at the same time, a thick layer of fog covered the ordinary figure.
Her mind unconsciously recalled the outrageous story Kiana told when she was sick.
"Honkai?" Rita smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Could it be? What Kiana said is true?"
"I'm really getting more and more curious about you..."
.........
Bishop Otto had just hung up the phone and took a sip of the black coffee in front of him, looking tired.
"So bitter..." he thought, feeling his taste buds stimulated and becoming a little more alert.
With a slightly bitter face, Bishop Otto, who had just given orders and transformed into an out-and-out riddle-teller, looked at the pile of documents in front of him. But now he gazed at the increasing number of documents in the office with a grimace.
With a sad expression, he said to the maid beside him: "Amber, how many documents are left? Haven't they been moved here?"
And Amber, his former maid who had been there with a sullen face, turned back into her current maid and slowly stretched out three fingers toward him.
"Only three dozen left?" Otto's handsome face showed a hopeful expression.
"No! There are probably about three times as many left as these in the office," the maid named Amber said coldly.
"I..." Otto lay weakly on the table, feeling devastated.
"Amber, are you going to leave all the documents of Schicksal to me alone? At other times, I just need to look at the schedule outline for this quarter! Just stamp and sign it, that's all!"
Otto, who could no longer bear it, stood up immediately, pointed at a document in his hand, and exclaimed, "Why is this about the Schicksal Livestock Industry? The sow's farrowing rate this quarter! And the equipment maintenance for the logistics care of postpartum sows!"
"How can this kind of document end up on my desk?!"
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