"The Venerable is on Mars and cannot come. If you have any other opinions on this arrangement, you can wait until the Venerable returns from Mars before speaking. I believe that the Venerable will gently answer all your questions." Facing the question, Master Wang went back straight and stopped. He was so busy that he was dizzy that he had no time to pay attention to the small problems of the temple deacons during this operation. The Secret Master is a profession that is on standby for 24 hours a day, and the threat cannot happen because you go to bed.

Some low-level deacons had never seen the emperor, but they only heard from others that the emperor had learned and compiled the code of Kamataj. The Daniel Mage of the Temple of New York could not control his subordinates. When some idiots knew that this mission was dominated by a spellcaster who did not belong to Kamataj (referring to Wanda Maximov), the unique pride and rebellious emotions of the fledgling young people suddenly rushed into their minds.

Then Master Xiao Wang slapped the leading idiot in the face.

The loud noise of physical collision echoed in the temple hall, and almost everyone was startled. The beaten low-level deacon kept the same posture with horror on his face, and tremblingly confirmed whether his head had fallen.

"The Venerable is rarely angry, and I am rarely angry, but you better not think that this is tolerance. Now I declare that you are still unqualified. After five minutes, you will return to the headquarters from the portal to continue learning how to control yourself until Modu nods." Master Xiaowang pointed at the scared low-level deacons, approached them, and stared at them, "In the past you were just apprentices, Kama Taj treated you as favorably as possible, so that you could study with all your concentration. Now you should understand that no one here deserves special treatment unless you show your own value. Kama Taj has also dealt with his own secret mage many times, so you better understand that this is a militarized school, and the talent that can enter Kama Taj cannot represent everything. Daniel Mage..."

"Huh?" Master Daniel, the guardian of the New York Temple, shook his head as if he had just woken up, "What did you say?"

"Do you take care of these deacons? Do you need me to invite others to help?" Master Xiao Wang turned his head to face Wanda without waiting for the old guy to answer. He knew what kind of answer Master Daniel would give. No one except the Venerable knew why this old fool could still stay in this position. "He trusts you to solve this problem, so you can try it yourself. I believe he still has a certain tolerance for you."

"I thought Kama Taj would send out more experienced secret wizards." Wanda was also a little nervous.

"This incident not only causes disasters in the material universe. Wanda, Wu Guiyue Guardian, my father and other older secret mages have to deal with another battlefield. Even the others who have not joined the battle have their own tasks, and the threat level is not lower than that of the Feathered Snake God. Kama Taj must use all available manpower, except for the guardian temple and headquarters, even these low-level deacons have to help."

The fatigue on Master Xiao Wang's face piled up, making him look very painful.

"We still have too few people. There are many unsung heroes who sacrifice every year. The older generation is getting fewer and fewer, and there are almost no remaining young people who can stand alone."

"He's still here, isn't he?"

Wanda was leaning on the snake bone staff, and the exquisite earrings given by the witch were hung on his earlobe, which was very eye-catching. This was a magic prop, adhering to the usual gorgeous style of the witch clan, and was as ostentatious as a bird of prey, which made Wanda's long hair dark red as blood. Master Xiaowang took a deep breath, nodded, and walked towards a portal. He obtained the authority given by the Supreme Master and was qualified to go to the holy artifact room to get out a magic weapon to deal with the next situation.

"This is the only comfort."

Hundreds of funds flowed across the data board, and Hammurabi quickly read all of this, and his extraordinary brain checked these numbers at a speed far beyond the computer. He could judge the distance between the sight with his naked eyes alone, and could instinctively determine three-dimensional data without using combat assistance systems. This was thanks to the emperor's ability to accurately calculate and space imagination given to him by his genetic instrument, which made Hammurabi an excellent architect, accountant and bodyguard.

"There is no problem with the flow of funds, and the funds sent by the Trinity Order to Peru are checked correctly."

Maria Hill was obviously relieved, and her expression in the holographic projection relaxed a lot.

Her report did not surprise the Imperial Guards. It was no secret that Nick Fury's self-righteous claims were not a secret. It was a very correct decision for the emperor to give him full initiative. A relatively orderly agent like Victoria Hand and Maria Hill needed clear instructions and could only play the greatest role under the inherent framework. An agent like Nick Fury who did not abide by the rules did not need a framework, and clear instructions would only limit his performance.

But her former colleague, Victoria Hand, didn't think so.

Although the intelligence department of the Imperial Guards is only one of the many organizations affiliated with the Imperial Guards, it has the same authority and rank as the defense intelligence department controlled by Victoria Hand. In other words, Nick Fury is actually the same level as Victoria Hand, and Maria Hill's level is even lower. The Imperial Guards is an independent operational department. Even at the Sky Carrier Command Center of the Defense Intelligence Department, Victoria Hand cannot interfere in its operations and decision-making. However, the situation is special now. She is attending a department meeting. Out of a little revenge, when attending the intelligence staff meeting, Victoria Hand inevitably has some excessively harsh opinions on Maria Hill's report.

Hammurabi glanced at the emperor sitting on the information command pedestal. The emperor quickly noticed the eyes of the guards and nodded. The psychological activities of Maria Hill, Victoria Hand and Nick Fury did not exceed the emperor's expectations. This kind of healthy competition was still under the control of the emperor, and was even encouraged. Different intelligence departments must not produce the same report. The results can only show the emergence of slackness, stupidity, flattery, and corruption. The intelligence departments as emperors must ensure absolute purity and accuracy. Different conclusions drawn by different information sources must be summarized into the center for judgment.

Maria Hill argued and tried to justify Nick Fury's behavior. In any case, that behavior was equivalent to defection unless the emperor with the highest authority pardoned. However, Maria Hill only saw piles of holographic projections surrounding the emperor, layered numbers and images piled up like clouds on the hillside, and the projections intertwined with flashes.

"Castro's fire of life is about to be extinguished, and the Peru investigation is coming to an end. We cannot continue to stay on track." The emperor spoke at this time. Although it was only a little higher than the noise made when the server cooling device was running, it was like a thunderclap for everyone present, including Maria Hill on the other end of the communication channel. Victoria Hand saw the emperor open his eyes, and the supernatural light poured out from his eyes. "Don't take into account the blockade of the Fourth Fleet, they dare not fire at us, they do not have the ability to destroy us."

She noticed that the cumulonimbus clouds under the sky aircraft carrier were moving rapidly like vortexes, and the dazzling electric snakes bombarded upwards. This environment is very dangerous and not suitable for landing. The coordinates of the US Navy's Fourth Fleet are just below the cumulonimbus vortex, which Victoria Hand believed might be some of the emperor's "magic".
Chapter completed!