Wilbur smiled and said, "It''s a sess, and it''s all thanks to your help. I prepared twenty million francs. Give me your ount details and I''ll transfer the money
right away."
"I... I feel embarrassed to ept that." Affie wasughing so much that his belly was jiggling.
Wilbur smiled and said, "I ran into some minor trouble. Mister Lars Harriet seems to oppose my church. I wonder if you can help me out."
Affie immediately stopped smiling and said, "Sir, I don''t dare to interfere if it involves Lars Harriet."
"You seem to be inferior to him in status," said Wilbur.
Affie adjusted the table and said in a low voice, "I can''tpare to Lars Harriet''s status."
"Here''s the thing. I heard that Mister Harriet is conspiring with armed foreigners, and he''s against my church. All you have to do is let some small mediapany spread some rumors around. The twenty million francs would be transferred immediately."
Affie looked at Wilbur for a moment, then said, "It''s very dangerous."
"Fifty million," Wilbur offered.
Affie sighed and said, "I''m the Captain of the Religious Bureau, after all. I can''t watch a newly built church get torn down. The news will appear by tomorrow, but only on a few minor inte media tforms. It will be considered as rumors."
"Thanks for supporting my religion, Captain Affie." Wilbur took his phone out and asked, "What''s your ount?"
A whileter, Affie saw that fifty million francs were transferred to his ount. He was so delighted that his fat belly was jiggling fromughing.
"I''ll let you in on a secret. The president is very unhappy with Mister Harriet too," said Affie mysteriously.
Wilbur instantly asked, "Is that so? It sounds like we can work with that."
"Don''t get me involved in this. I''ll get killed, sir. All the money in the world won''t mean a thing if I''m dead," said Affie while he sat up straight.
Wilburughed and nodded. He said, "Help introduce me at an appropriate time. That should be fine, right?"
"If the chancees along, and if your church develops nicely. I believe you''ll have an opportunity," replied Affie.
Wilbur smiled and said, "Don''t worry. My church has a strong financial backing. It''ll be a sess."
"Good." Affieughed.
Wilbur left the restaurant and went back to the hotel.
Karl and the others were left in charge of Saturn Vige, so nothing would go wrong.
He came back to deal with the Lars Harriet issue.
ording to Karl, Lars was a malicious individual with great power. He was undoubtedly a threat.
He had to resolve Lars if he wanted the church to thrive.
Lars was in a direct conflict with them.
However, he could not storm in and kill Lars outright as that would cause an international buzz.
Therefore, he had to resort to other methods.
Wilbur did not have a lot of political experience, but he could tell that someone like
Lars must have a lot of hidden enemies.
Affie also told him that the president was very unhappy with Lars.
It was a very interesting statement.
It was nighttime, and an envoy of around a hundred vehicles drove toward Saturn Vige.
Heavy weapons like cannons could be seen among the rows of vehicles. There were a lot of weapons that could even harm a Sanctuary level cultivator.
However, they would only cause harm if they managed tond a hit.
Henrod was in a full military outfit. He smoked a cigar in his car, and he was in a good mood.
He had Lars'' support, which permitted him the use of military weapons.
He felt like his sess was only a matter of time if Lars had his back. This mission would be over in an instant.
All he needed to do was eradicate a bunch of terrorists in Saturn Vige.
He knew that there was a Sanctuary level cultivator there.
However, they prepared cannons, anti-material rifles, and rocketunchers. A Sanctuary level cultivator would not be a problem.
The rest of them would be a piece of cake if he could get rid of that Sanctuary level cultivator.
He assumed he would own a new turf soon enough, which meant his future would only get better.
Henrod could not help butugh when he thought about it.