"It's nothing, it's just about trade in the western waters. I want to discuss some things with you," Sigmun said.

"Trade? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Bureau of Investigation?"

"But it has something to do with me." Sigmon glanced at Garcia, sat on the sofa with a relaxed face, and plunged his entire back into softness.

"The things at sea are all related to me. I will give you a list of what Akkad can buy from us and what not. These need to be strictly enforced according to the list. If I find any banned items, General Garcia..." Sigmun sat upright.

"You can think about it, Akkad's Navy."

"How dare you threaten me?" Garcia sneered.

"It's not a threat, it's an explanation of the facts. I think I've heard a lot of rumors about the southern waters. There are those you investigated and Yvonne told you, but why don't you listen to the information of me, my witness?"

In fact, although the Oracle Church suffered heavy losses in the southern waters, the relevant news has become beyond recognition after it reaches Akkad and Elam.

For most people, they are used to the strength of the church, and similar exaggerated remarks will be heard occasionally, and as many times as possible, everyone will even have some immunity.

It is possible to subconsciously block out these exaggerated news.

At that time, the people present were Konos and nearby island countries. They had very little contact with Eland and various countries in the Western Continent, so the news was even less transmitted.

As for those pirates who arrived?

Who would believe the crazy words pirates these days?

So the real result is that the church and the Akkadian high-level leaders are shocked, but in the relatively closed middle and lower levels, the real remarks are distorted and blocked by everyone.

Most people don't believe it.

This is also what Sigmun experienced along the way by boat.

It can only be said that compared to Akkad, the power of the Oracle Church is almost unshakable in the hearts of ordinary people.

"The nine fifth-levels that participated in the operation, only two came back alive, four sixth-levels who set out together died, three died. Although Yvonne survived, Gintama was severely damaged and his strength was regressed to the fifth level, and there should never be any possibility of recovery."

"In addition, the title of Saint Shepherd, dies."

"Pope of White Mountain in Akkad, dies."

Sigmun looked up at Garcia, "I think you should know what the Pope means, right?"

"Pope? Could it be that... there is really a sleeping ancient god hidden deep in the southern waters?" Garcia looked surprised, but he soon realized something.

"But what does this have to do with you?"

"Of course it's relevant." Sigmun smiled, "You can now see me as the agent of this ancient god, so I say that everything on the ocean has to do with me."

Just as Sigmun was talking, a tall man standing beside him rubbed a dark ring on his hand expressionlessly.

The next moment, the rich darkness wrapped around the room, and Garcia's face changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to do something, but before he could react.

His shoulders sank slightly, and the tall man appeared behind him at some point, and his wide palm nailed him to the spot.

What is terrible is not the speed of this man, but the terrible power transmitted from the other party, far exceeding the current limit of his class.

It transcends the existing level of life and breaks an impossible boundary.

"Seventh...Seventh level!!"

Garcia felt like she was falling into the abyss, and she couldn't even feel any rebellious in her heart.

In the rich and indelible darkness, Sigmun slowly walked to Garcia.

"Are you willing to talk to me now?"

"What do you want me to do?" His cheeks twitched, and Garcia completely surrendered.

Waving his hand, the black fog dissipated, the room returned to normal, the ring on the man's hand became dim, and then his face stood behind Sigmun as usual.

At this moment, Garcia felt the power from the other party that was barely approaching the 6th level, but he controlled himself and did not even dare to look at the other party.

"Agent? A person who should have died in Yvonne's mouth is alive..." Countless thoughts arose in his mind, and Garcia felt as if she understood something.

"You have been united long ago? This is a conspiracy! A conspiracy planned by the Bureau of Investigation? Did the Duke also participate in the plan?" Garcia asked.

Sigmun smiled without saying a word.

"Yes, it must be so. You and the ancient god have controlled the southern waters, waterways, and trade! And here, the Akkad Navy has been in a slump. Except for the north, you have mastered all the routes near Elam!"

It's terrible to think about it carefully.

"Aren't you afraid that we will tell Yvonne and the Oracle Church all this?" Garcia asked in confusion when he suddenly thought of something.

"You won't, because in Yvonne's mind, Steve is bound to you." Sigmun replied, "Of course, in order to avoid you doing something stupid, I'll show you something first."

He said, throwing an extraordinary prop to Garcia.

Garcia activated the props with a puzzled look, and then saw the mermaid and some pirates.

"This...what is this?!"

"You guess, if you know Steve's true identity, will Yvonne let you go?"

Garcia wanted to nod, but when he recalled the shocking scenes he had just seen, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" At this moment, he completely surrendered.

"Do you rest assured to do what I asked you to do just now. I will find a way to help you balance the pressure from the outside world, so that people won't find that you are doing things for me. Of course, you will keep the secret."

"There is another thing. I need to investigate some transaction information recorded in the western waters." Sigmun thought seriously that the blood that controlled the nobles could never come from the southern waters. It was too chaotic and the power of the church was not strong.

As for the north, although the distance is far away, the route is quite safe. The largest harbor in the north is Abetus, which is under the close surveillance of the Duke of Dresel.

Relatively speaking, Akkad and Elland trade frequently, and the simplest to operate.

The hidden thing you want to do in this matter is to form a subtle control, which is done without the controller's knowledge.

So what else is easier than mixing blood into ordinary goods?

A special coffee or a red wine brand favored by the nobles can appear quietly on the nobles' purchase list.

As for transporting through extraordinary means, this is not impossible. This requires Sigmun to conduct a careful investigation after meeting Duke Dressel.
Chapter completed!