Chapter 39: Action and Talk
"Your Majesty, I... I don’t know much more, please... I didn’t really know. I heard nothing else besides that. "Everything I said... is the only thing I knew," Ashton said as he began to cry again.
Spade sneered and took his foot off Ashton’s stomach. He also turned around immediately so he wouldn’t have to look at the disgusting alpha. He couldn’t care less what happened to him anymore. In any case, he already got what he came for.
Ashton wouldn’t die because Spade would ensure that the alpha wouldn’t die so easily. With that thought, Spade walked out of the room and left the wounded and miserable alpha.
When Spade left the room, his face went back to being calm. He didn’t bother to look at anyone else’s face. Instead, he just kept walking. Some staff and guards also went into the room to check the prisoner’s condition. After seeing the alpha’s miserable state, none of them blinked and went about their business as if nothing had happened.
As Spade walked out, he took out his phone and dialed a number. Long after, someone answered the call.
"Your Majesty," the other side of the line saluted, a traditional greeting to the monarch.
"Hm. Levin, I need you all to do something," clearly, these instructions would be passed on to a large number of relevant officers; Levin, on the other end of the line, became even more attentive at the same time. He rarely heard Spade give orders with such solemnity. There was no doubt that the order was crucial.
"Mobilize everyone to investigate everything about the black market in and outside the Empire, particularly all the rats hiding at legal or illegal clubs in the cities," Spade said solemnly. I need to know anything, especially where I can find someone with the name Curt or, at the very least, that pseudonym. Remember to be as discreet as possible. I’ll send someone from Black Intel to you to assist you." As the Royal Chief Guard, Levin was no stranger to the Black Intel. Of course, he was also exposed to some top-level royal family secrets. They had previously worked together.
"I understand, Your Majesty," Levin replied solemnly. As someone close to Spade, he would always take the Emperor’s orders seriously and would go to any length to fulfill them. Any failure to achieve would not be tolerated; he might as well resign and inherit the noble title instead. A great deal of responsibility also accompanied honor and position.