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While the three of them were lost in thought, the butler of the mansion had already returned to guard the gate. In an instant, Hilmirya was captured and pulled back outside the gate. During this time, for some unknown reason, Hilmirya remained silent. It was understandable that Sonja didn't speak; facing someone from a hostile faction for the first time, Sonja naturally chose to stay silent. As for Cyclone, on one hand, he didn't want the woman who had slapped him to know he was there, and on the other hand, he didn't want Sonja to discover his true identity in this situation. Caught in a dilemma, Cyclone chose to remain silent. However, as the one coming to rescue, Hilmirya had the chance to rush in, but surprisingly, she didn't shout a word. "Miolei! I know you're in there! Answer me!" It was another nun standing next to Hilmirya who shouted just before the gate was closed. That was the more typical course of action. At that moment, no one paid attention to why Hilmirya was silent; it was merely Cyclone's curiosity. As the gate closed, his curiosity vanished as the situation unfolded. "Damn it! Come out and face us! We have reported this to the church, release her now!" Even though the gate was closed, the shouts from outside could still be heard. "Miss Sonja, as you can see, time is running out. For that day, we cannot sacrifice the greater good over a small matter. Someone, take that girl away!" Sonja, suppressing her anger, couldn't bear it. Indeed, for the greater good, Sonja had to protect the power of this mansion in Kakarl. However, the incident was clearly caused by the young master of this house, and now, to safeguard the greater good, they were forcibly sacrificing a young girl, which Sonja couldn't accept. In Cyclone's eyes, dealing with the underworld was plainly unsuitable for Sonja. No matter how he thought about it, Cyclone couldn't understand why Allen's side had sent Sonja here. If it were Cyclone, handling it adeptly would be a piece of cake, and he might even have taken the girl to be one of his new wives. Unfortunately, Cyclone was no longer working for Allen and had no intention of getting involved. "Wait!" Finally, Sonja couldn't hold back and shouted loudly. "If the church finds out a nun has died here, they will dispatch many church guards here!" Sonja took a step forward. "Organizing that many troops, at the very least... would take ten minutes to arrive!" Sonja took another step forward. "It's possible, at least let this doctor see her! Even if not fully healed, it can avoid fatal danger..." Faced with Sonja's proposal, Mr. Berlot pondered for a moment. While he was contemplating, time kept slipping away. "Mr. Berlot!" "Fine! Fine!! Alright..." In the end, Mr. Berlot agreed. Sonja then turned around, looking at Cyclone. "I know the situation has become more complicated, but the money will be paid, so at the very least..." Cyclone extended his hand, gesturing Sonja to stop speaking further.

Without saying a word, Cyclone simply waved his hand and nodded, expressing his meaning. Sonja, with a sense of gratitude, bowed. Meanwhile, Mr. Borat took a slight step back, as if clearing the way. The butler from earlier then walked in front of Cyclone, indicating that he would lead the way.

Following the butler, they passed Mr. Borat and arrived at a door at the end of the hall. Stepping inside, a young girl lay on a long table in front. The hint of crimson at her waist suggested a serious injury, and Cyclone knew the situation was dire.

In less than ten minutes, in what would be his final task as a master, Cyclone approached the girl.