Michael once again arrived at the Heroic Spirit Hall, once again transforming into a steward to enter Fafnir's residence.

He saw Fafnir practicing swordplay in the courtyard, her strikes filled with anger.

It must be said, compared to other City Beauties who have decent main professions besides being a Mage, Fafnir's abilities seem a bit lacking, perhaps she can only pick up the family profession, but ultimately, she could never truly reach a Warrior's level.

Michael knew better than to interrupt at this time, so he just quietly waited for her to finish venting.

Finally, Fafnir sheathed her sword and let out a long breath.

Michael timely served a towel and a cold drink.

Fafnir sighed, "Bring me an iced brandy instead."

Michael casually swapped the drink, "Miss, you've been drinking quite a lot tonight."

Fafnir sighed, "I just visited the new talent in Bronze Jail here in our city. I didn't want to go, and in hindsight, I shouldn't have gone."

Michael asked, "How's the newcomer doing?"

Fafnir downed her drink in one go, "Letting Tifa and Liya see such a shameful thing, where do I put my face?"

Michael deliberately asked, "What shameful thing?"

Fafnir gave a helpless smile, "Even you, as soon as you heard something shameful, you got spirited!"

Michael chuckled awkwardly, "Sorry, this..."

Fafnir sighed, "He was in a dream indulging obscenely with the image of that Black Iron creditor Bilenna! Actually, it doesn't matter, he's destined not to become a positive character, so we just cultivate him as a negative one. It's good for him to be in jail more, the graver his crimes, the more Pirates appreciate him..."

At this, Fafnir's tone turned cold, "But that meddlesome Bitch Liya! Talking about health treatment? It's completely unnecessary, curing him would just ruin him!"

Michael was taken aback, immediately confirming, "Miss, what's the identity of this Bilenna?"

Fafnir said gravely, "Her true identity is the granddaughter of Pyande from Black Flag Island, 100 years old as of now! Her records are registered in the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and her creditor's bill is real."

Michael was a bit shocked to learn Bilenna's age for the first time, "But she looks so young, is she still human?"

Fafnir laughed, "Among humans, there is a profession, or perhaps a race called Witch. It's quite normal for them to consume the essence of young men and women to stay young."

Michael remarked, "But that Dark Soul Witch recently wanted for arrest in Gem City was very old?"

Fafnir snorted, "That's just an inferior Witch."

Michael then offered the Oak Flower's perspective, "Is there a possibility that this Witch Bilenna, seeing Chun's imprisonment, found him to lose cultivation value and thus began unrestrained exploitation, eventually leaving Chun confined to a wheelchair and ultimately destroying him?"

Fafnir was taken aback, "Impossible! The longer he's imprisoned, the more the Pirates admire him!"

Michael provided reasoning, "But Pirates are very realistic, if he doesn't offer enough benefits, she might not wait for Chun to be released? Besides, Chun doesn't have the ability to help her collect debts. A pirate strongman who tried to rescue Chun was blasted Hades by the court a few days ago. Overall, Chun, apart from his global 11th status, brings more loss than profit to the Pirates, doesn't he? Why do Pirates still appreciate him?"

Fafnir was shocked on the spot, furrowing her brow, "What should we do then?"

Michael was stumped in turn; intending to gain intelligence from her, he didn't expect she seemed unaware of Pirates either?

Gabriel, in the chat group, laughed, "Fafnir's intelligence is interesting; you throw a problem at her, and she tosses it back! Now let's see how the boss handles it!"

Sariel chuckled, "This type of back-questioning intelligence is actually the manifestation of low intelligence! The other four City Beauties don't have this problem."

Sela groused, "The boss is thinking, don't interrupt!"

Michael felt helpless, only replying, "Indeed it's difficult, just wait and watch? Lest I mistakenly doubt the Pirates?"

Fafnir exhaled long and stood up slowly, "Alright, let's wait and watch, let time give us the answer. I'm going to rest, it's almost midnight, steward, you should rest early too..."

"Goodnight, Miss."

Michael exited the Heroic Spirit Hall and began a meeting in the chat group, "This conversation yielded two important pieces of information: one, Chun's development direction is deliberately staying imprisoned and gaining Pirate appreciation. The other is, the opinion of Black Iron Flower and Oak Flower are opposite, which one is correct?"

Sela sighed, "Black Iron Flower's capability cannot be compared to other City Beauties; not only does she collude with Pirates, but she also doesn't know much about them, somewhat revealing the naive ignorance typical of young ladies—which, of course, is a good thing for me, making it easier to gain her trust, better for the Witch to drain Chun completely, and I'll replace him."

Metatron said, "But there is also a possibility, the Sea Demon Witch may not drain Chun completely—this is just Oak Flower's speculation, perhaps with ulterior motives, wanting to acquire a research toy by saying so." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Sariel furrowed his brow, "Then does the belief that the longer one is jailed, the more Pirates appreciate them stand?"

Michael sighed, "If that's true, it's troublesome—detaining him even for a year, he could still enjoy a decent status within the Pirate Group after release, compared to which his own strength becomes less important than the resources his status can command."

Metatron grew impatient, "Knowing his development strategy, it's simple—we do the opposite, don't imprison him. Send a few puppet robots to push his wheelchair around the city, enjoy life, stir citizen nobility admiration of him, make the Pirates doubt and mistrust him."

Everyone jeered, "Is it necessary to jump from one extreme directly to another?"

Metatron retorted unhappily, "Anyway, I'm just a tech nerd, not interested in scheming in this area."

Sariel was speechless, "But you have to consider, what if the Pirate gang comes to rescue him after you push him onto the street?"

Metatron snorted coldly, "I'll have Tifa place a bunch of bombs on his wheelchair, dare to rescue him, and it blows up."

Sela perked up, "Bombs are excellent! We can deliberately spread the news that Chun is deliberately cooperating to lure the Pirates to save him, making him lose trust among the Pirates. Once trust is lost, the Sea Demon Witch will not hold back, intending originally to not drain him; it will happen anyway!"

Everyone chuckled, "This approach is interesting."

Michael laughed, "Whatever method, try it. Anyway, the premise is to ensure Chun absolutely cannot escape."

Metatron: "Rest assured."

Sela coldly huffed, "Even if Metatron fails and he does escape, we can still spread rumors that we deliberately let Chun get away to infiltrate the Pirates as a spy. That way, the Pirates will still not trust him and might even capture Chun to claim a bounty."

All the leaders: "Interesting! Worth trying..."