Four Split Personalities

Just like that, even though she only got involved with Motan because of a commission from Kenneth A. Achizolti, Ivy Lehman inexplicably joined such an obscure and quirky organization as the "Clown Brand," originally unrelated to the latter in any way.

Even more puzzling was that, regardless of Motan putting himself in peril with this maneuver or Ivy never having followed the mainstream path, both had genuine smiles on their faces, fully aware of the major changes this decision would bring.

"Hey, Link, what are the clubs used for?"

Ivy bounced excitedly twice, affectionately shaking Motan’s arm and sweetly asked, "Which aspect of work am I responsible for? Is the number 10 considered a rank? Do we have our own base? Where am I supposed to live in the future? Do I need to sever ties with the Lehman family? Well, if necessary, it’s okay, but it would be best to let me go home first to steal... ahem, I mean, to fetch something. Oh, by the way! Can I frequently go back to the City of Miracles to take a look? I have a small workshop over there, since I can’t afford servants or get an apprentice, I can only take care of it myself!"

Motan smiled and held Ivy’s soft, white hand, with a playful tone said, "What do you think?"

"I think..."

The girl pouted and made a funny face, wrinkling her nose and hummed, "I’m a new member, I know nothing yet."

Motan completely ignored her act of cuteness and leisurely said, "If, after meeting Mr. Parker, you didn’t do any investigation, Ivy, I would be quite disappointed~"

"Eh?"

Ivy blinked her eyes curiously, "If you’re disappointed, what happens? Will you spank me?"

Motan shook his head and lightly said, "Of course not, I would simply change the 10 to a 3, hmm... without a card."

"Tsk, with just one sentence you want to demote me to an external member, Link, you’re really super—mean!"

Ivy stomped her foot, the thick soles of her boots making a clattering sound on the ground, and pouted dissatisfiedly, "Now we’re clearly already family, aren’t we!"

Motan yawned, still speaking calmly, "Just because we’re family, I think you should be more straightforward, Ivy~"

"Ugh! Can’t argue with you..."

Ivy puffed out her small mouth, somewhat displeased and said, "I really don’t know about the specifics of the suit, although I’ve genuinely researched it. As for what I’m responsible for within the organization, I think it mostly depends on whether my current abilities and resources can be directly utilized. As for the number 10, I believe it should be considered a leadership role, given that you’re an Otherworlder, Link, and the organization surely hasn’t been established for long, it should be severely understaffed now, right?"

Motan nodded with a playful tone, affirming, "Generally correct, that’s quite well put~"

"What about the details?!"

Ivy angrily glared at Motan, baring her teeth and asked, "So what about the details!"

"For the details, you can go find Foster Ward."

Motan lazily pressed Ivy’s head with his arm’s advantage, making her futilely flail her arms without advancing an inch, leisurely said, "He’s considered one of your seniors, you can ask him anything you don’t know, but how much you can pry from him depends on your skill. If you don’t exert yourself, don’t blame me if you get marginalized."

Ivy didn’t show any dissatisfaction due to the gradually perfunctory attitude of the other, but only widened her beautiful left eye, softly exclaimed, "Foster Ward?! Link, you mean Foster from the Law Enforcement Force? Is he also one of us?"

Look, she immediately began referring to "us," which speaks volumes. Just based on Ivy Lehman’s speed in getting into character alone, made Motan genuinely admire his decision to recruit her.

"Mr. Foster is one of our early members and one of the few people I can completely trust."

Motan slightly raised the corner of his mouth, smiling at the dumbfounded Ivy: "Remember the Red Heart K mentioned in the spider’s report just now? That’s him."

"Red Heart K..."

Ivy repeated in a low voice, a look of realization flashing across her face, "So that’s it, I think I understand why our influence in Academy City is so exaggerated."

Motan smiled without speaking, not asking why Ivy thought the "Clown Brand" influence in Academy City was exaggerated. After all, anyone with a bit of brains who has conducted detailed research wouldn’t see this organization he led in this well-known city at the heart of the continent as a small fry.

This is not hard to understand; even the Law Enforcement Force, constantly restricted everywhere, became a massive entity under Foster’s management, a massive entity even the highest administrative body of Academy City, the Elders’ meeting, can hardly overly interfere with.

"Act in one’s position to fulfill one’s responsibility" is Foster’s creed, so whether others believe it or not, in managing the Law Enforcement Force, he’s actually been quite restrained. He’s merely made this organization independent from the Elders’ meeting’s control, making it a relatively pure and influential independent entity, achieving a subtle balance between "Academy City management" and "students," without doing anything that undermines the system’s functions.

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