Gillias Os himself was the prime minister who entrusted the important tasks of the country with full authority. While he had great power, he also had very rich resources.

Logically speaking, as the prime minister of a country who controls multiple sources of intelligence, even if he wants to collect world intelligence, there is no need to find an underground organization with unknown purpose such as association.

It is impossible for a large central government and royal family in Erebonia to know the news about the world.

Not to mention other things, Emperor Delekels, who worked with the witch, should have contact information to leave the witch clan.

Ryan's thoughts over and over again did not understand the meaning and motivation of the prime minister's active contact and association.

When talking about this, the two witches were relatively calm.

Luo Sai explained with an unhappy look, "Actually, the reason is very simple. The prime minister should have learned about the existence of goblins and witches from some channels. He just chose to find the group of stinky mice who like to hide underground in order to get in touch with the association."

Ryan raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean? Could it be that goblins have something to do with association?"

"Haha~" Weita smiled and took over Luo Sai's words. "Of course it's related. The Black Workshop was originally the name of the goblin after the change of appearance. The Black Workshop's head, the Black Workshop, is this generation... no, the Goblin leader of each generation."

This topic, including Duke Kane, had never heard Weita mention it before. He frowned and asked, "The patriarch of every generation... Miss Witch, what does this sentence mean?"

"snort!"

Luo Sai snorted unhappily, "Simply put, that guy used some unconventional way to let the descendants of the goblins inherit their mission from generation to generation."

"Although I don't know if he uses some device to retain memory reincarnation or prolong life, the patriarch of the goblin has always been that black guy."

Miltilu raised his hand and asked, "Miss Luosai, I remember you said before that the witch and the goblin reached a settlement agreement under the mediation of the Yanor family, and integrated the "steel" power that could bring great disaster to the world into the seven cavalry gods."

"If so, you witches should have kept in touch with the goblins, right? Why are your tone..."

Seeing her grandmother looking angry and didn't want to talk, Weita shrugged helplessly and explained, "Actually, our witch clan completely parted ways with the goblins after the Dark Dragon incident 800 years ago was successfully resolved."

"To be precise, it should be said that the other party took the initiative to cut off all contact with us."

Weita leaned against the table with both hands and said meaningfully, "I was invited by the leader to join the association and learned about the essence of the Black Workshop, but for their purpose and the past few hundred years, Alberic kept his mouth shut."

After this conversation, Duke Kane's side gained a lot of gains from the situation in the inner world. The goblins, who are the guardians of the Earth's treasures, finally surfaced, but while obtaining information, it also brought more doubts.

Some questions were even confused by Vita and Rosai. Why did the goblins choose to completely cut off contact with the witch 800 years ago, why did the Black Workshop join the association, and why did they get the two sides to reach cooperation between the prime minister and the association.

Due to Alberic's failure to cooperate, Weita was unable to reveal more information from him.

Thanks to the loose management of association, even as an apostle, she could not forcibly ask her subordinates to confess everything about her. After all, this was the rule set by the leader for the association organization.

"Ha!" Luo Sai curled his lips disdainfully. "The executor and the Thirteenth Workshop both have a considerable degree of autonomy? I really don't know what the leader who is hidden by you and refuses to say it is thinking. Your organizational structure is too unrigorous."

Weita smiled bitterly and spread her hands and said, "I have the same view on this, but since the leader has set the rules, we apostles can only obey orders."

Mr. Kane pondered for a while, then gently tapped the table. "The topic of goblins and curses will come to this for the time being, and Miltio will explain it next."

"What did you see from the 'chessboard' that is surging in the empire today? Why do we have a high chance of losing justice and being liquidated by the prime minister?"

Miltio stood up and lifted his skirt and bowed. "The next thing I said is my speculation. Whether it is correct or not depends on your own."

Miltio looked at Duke Kane seriously and asked, "Uncle, let me ask first. Once the nobles are preparing to launch a coup, the first step should be to find a way to take down the Iron Blood Prime Minister's head, right?"

"Um."

Mr. Kane crossed his hands against his chin "I have made some arrangements for this, and Clow and the 'Imperial Liberation Front' exist for this."

Miltio sighed softly, "What I mean by losing justice includes taking advantage of these terrorists."

"It is true that they are good chess pieces, their purpose is very simple, and they are convenient to give up at any time after using it, but... that is based on the premise that their relationship with the aristocratic faction is not exposed."

When Ryan heard her cousin's words, she immediately understood what she meant, "I understand. As long as the reformists spread the news of the nobles using terrorists, regardless of whether there is any evidence or not, the people of the empire will not be able to associate with the same interests."

"Well." Miltio nodded, "This is the first point, the second point... If you want to control the central power, the emperor Yukint III, who has great trust in the prime minister, is an unavoidable problem."

Miltio looked at Mr. Kane calmly and said, "In order to prevent the excuse of the nobles from being denied by the royal family on the spot, all we can do is to put the emperor under house arrest."

Ryan nodded thoughtfully, "The Yanor royal family has a very high reputation in Erebonia. It would be fine if the nobles won the victory. Once they fail... the crime of imprisoning the royal family is not light."

Mr. Kane closed his eyes slightly and said, "Miltilu, we have considered all the issues you mentioned, and have become aware of it."

"In fact, as long as the aristocratic faction wins, it can whitewash everything after the war, but you haven't mentioned the key point yet, why do you think we will fail and be liquidated?"

Mirtilu said solemnly, "Combining the aggregated information, the number of pieces held by both sides and the comprehensive judgments in all aspects, I speculate that the reformists... no, the chance of the prime minister winning will be higher."

"First of all, whether it is recognized or not, the Prime Minister is a representative of the orthodox government authorized by Yukent III. He was born with the title of righteousness in this civil war."

"Not only the reformists, but also some people who did not hold positions may also be guided by his deliberate public opinion and gradually develop a disgust towards the aristocratic faction in the upcoming civil war."

"Even..." Miltio frowned and made a bold guess. "I think the prime minister might use his 'attack and death' to do an article."
Chapter completed!