You, go and eliminate Tallinn.

Chapter 81 You, go and eliminate Tallinn.

The meeting at Blue Smoked Manor did not last long.

Or rather, everyone needs some time to determine what point Piltover is at right now, and what the real reason behind Tallinn's sudden outburst is.

"If the Ixtals truly possess the ability to block the Sun Gate Strait, then this would be an unimaginable and enormous crisis for the entire Piltover."

"That's how it should be," Mrs. Cassandra nodded in agreement.

That's absolutely right.

I can't wait to share this with my lovely daughter, Caitlin.

Seeing that Mrs. Cassandra recognized his approval, Mel smiled and nodded to her.

After that, everyone left one after another, embarking on their journeys back to their respective residences.

Stevan had a gloomy face on the way back to the Firos family.

Ah, is that so?

Ah, it's happening again.

Ah, it's always like this.

Stevan had lost count of how many times he had encountered this situation, except that it had always happened within the family before.

Whenever the family disagrees on development philosophies, or whenever the family encounters insurmountable enemies, whether in parliament or in the business world, the family will always be there.

No one in the family pays much attention to Stevan.

Everyone instinctively placed all their hopes on their older sister, completely ignoring themselves as the true head of the family.

Unlike other families, the Philos family had a special organization called the Secret Service from its very inception.

This organization has infiltrated every aspect of Piltover through its complete control of Piltover Energy.

If the patriarch is the visible controller of the Philos family, then the secret agents are the hidden controllers of the Philos family.

Although nominally, the chief spy's mission is to obey the head of the Philos family in order to better maintain the family's power.

The continuation of the clan.

However, this is not the case in actual practice.

The reason is that the chief secret agent has the right to act first and report later; as long as it is determined that the other party is harmful to the family, he or she can execute them immediately.

Because of his congenital weakness and disability, Stevan was unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the chief secret agent.

Thus, her sister, Camille, got this opportunity, receiving secret instruction from many spies, a large amount of resources, and even having a top-quality Hextech heart implanted in her.

Their appearance remains forever, their strength never diminishes, as if they were immortal.

This was already something Stevan found unbearable.

Of course, as the head of the family, Stevan could actually check and balance the various powers possessed by the chief spy, just like the two ends of a scale, with the head of the family and the spy supporting each other to ensure balance.

But here's the problem—at least in the past decade or so, Stevan's sister, Camille Firos, has never made a single mistake or misjudgment.

And Stevan—

In short, this surgical precision in decision-making and action elevated the Chief Agent's prestige to an unprecedented level within the Feros family during this era.

Especially as he aged, Stevan became increasingly frail and weak, to the point that he no longer spent his days in a wheelchair, but rather lying prone in it.

And now—

Recalling Mel's words, Stevan clenched his fists.

And now, even a stranger doesn't take him seriously at all.

As he was thinking this, Stevan suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in the air around him, accompanied by the sound of several bells.

After a slight pause, Stevan quickly realized something and abruptly raised his head to look at the door at the end of the corridor.

The servants had already silently dispersed upon hearing the bell, and in their place came the sound of a sharp blade piercing the floor.

A tall, human-shaped figure emerged from the darkness.

Her silver-white hair was tied up as meticulously as that of a head teacher.

The hextech prosthetic feet gleam with a cold metallic sheen, conforming to the body and outlining sharp, clean lines.

Her face was refined, yet cold and devoid of warmth. It was none other than Camille, the chief secret agent of the Firos family.

Pheros.

Her footsteps were extremely light, and her prosthetic blades made only a faint "click-clack" sound as they touched the floor. Although the sound was low, it carried throughout the entire corridor.

Stevan lay on the wheelchair, his body slightly tense, a fleeting hint of panic in his eyes, which was quickly replaced by deep gloom and resentment.

He didn't look into his sister's eyes, his tone even carrying a hint of harsh detachment and impatience: "You've come."

Camille simply walked calmly to Stevan, looking down at him with a calm and unwavering gaze, devoid of any extra emotion. She simply said, "The meeting is over, and you look strange."

Camille spoke, her voice cold and flat, direct: "What happened? What conclusions were reached at the meeting at Blue Smoked Manor?"

Although the chief spy possesses power that can even surpass that of the family head, the grand banquet hall of Lanxun Manor is still somewhat too special.

There are too many important figures there, and if they act arbitrarily, they will leave traces if they are not careful, which is unacceptable to any secret agent.

Upon hearing Camille's question, Stevan clenched his fists instantly, his whole body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

But after a moment of silence, Stevan realized that Camille was unable to enter the banquet hall, and he narrowed his eyes.

Then Stevan raised his head and said with a sneer, "What conclusion can we draw? I took the lead in uniting everyone to deal with the threat of Ixtal, but there are always some short-sighted fools who want to show off their knowledge and keep chattering away."

"—You're in charge—?" Upon hearing this, there was initial silence, then Camille stared at Stevan for a moment before calmly saying, "I understand. So, what is my task? What was the outcome of the meeting?"

"Your mission is to obey me! To protect me! To carry out all my orders!" Stevan said coldly. "That is your most important task as the chief agent!"

Saying this, Stevan felt much better. He paused, then raised his head and said, "I..."

"You, go and eliminate Tallinn!"