#363 - Are you doubting my wisdom? (Seeking monthly ticket recommendation ticket)

"Oh? I don't recall the club ever becoming like the Ministry of Magic, with a hierarchy of superiors and inferiors. According to the club's rules, the only difference between Silver Spears is their level of authority," Bird Serpent retorted flippantly.

"Heh heh heh, you're welcome to interpret it that way, but there's another rule in the club: might makes right. How about it? Do you want to try challenging me to a duel? If you win, I'll tell you everything I know," a sinister laugh suddenly emanated from behind the Thunderbird mask, and then he moved close to Bird Serpent's face.

Seeing Thunderbird's actions, Bird Serpent couldn't help but shudder. He quickly dodged away, knowing that the person in front of him was a madman capable of anything. He was also quite wary of Thunderbird's strength, and his momentum instantly diminished.

"What do you want? I'm one of 'Phoenix'’s people. She sent me here to get things clear from you, you know? Your progress is too slow. The last operation was disrupted by the British Ministry of Magic, and several of the club's superiors are quite dissatisfied," Bird Serpent said, invoking his boss's name under Thunderbird's pressure.

"Hmph, trash is trash. If you could be a little tougher, I might think more of you. You have no strength of your own, and all you know how to do is push that woman forward," Thunderbird sneered. "The Sphinx's stealth team has completely lost contact. All I know is that they went silent a week ago after receiving intelligence from me. Now even I can't find them. Who knows if those guys who only know how to burrow underground have been wiped out."

"What? The disappearance of four Silver Spears is no small matter. With their mobility, I don't believe anyone in this world could take them all down. Don't tell me you got carried away and attacked them yourself," Bird Serpent muttered, annoyed by Thunderbird's belittling.

"Do you know what you're saying? Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't know the importance of things?" Thunderbird said, turning his head and glaring coldly at Bird Serpent. The malicious look in his eyes was palpable even through the mask.

Who knows what you're thinking? This isn't the first time something like this has happened. When you go crazy, you kill anyone you see, regardless of whether they're on our side or not.

Bird Serpent, intimidated by Thunderbird's power, could only speculate maliciously about him in his heart.

"Those guys vanished into thin air. Do you think I'm not worried? They're carrying out an important mission for the club. Now I can't even get any news from my inside contact in the Ministry of Magic. I suspect it might have something to do with the Scamander family," Thunderbird said, knowing that Bird Serpent was aware of the details and not avoiding mentioning the Scamander name.

"What? You mean Newt did it? But according to the information we've gathered, he shouldn't have that kind of strength. Could it be that the intelligence is wrong?" Bird Serpent lowered his head in confusion, then seemed to recall something.

"If that's the case, then the club needs to readjust his threat level again. I remember hearing rumors that Grindelwald was arrested by him. Is that true?"

"How dare you! Don't mention that name in front of me!" Thunderbird suddenly became enraged upon hearing Grindelwald's name, then glared at Bird Serpent again.

Bird Serpent knew that he had said the wrong thing. In the eyes of many Silver Spears in the club, Grindelwald's name was taboo. Seeing this, he could only lower his head silently and say nothing more.

While the two were talking, their collaborators, the foreign wizards, had finally finished reloading all the goods. At this moment, a small mountain of cages had piled up on the open space in front of them.

"My lord…" A man in loose wizard robes wiped the sweat from his forehead and approached the two Silver Spears. "Everything is ready. The last few transports haven't been smooth. Last time, we were ambushed by the Ministry of Magic, resulting in heavy losses. This time, you specifically asked us to increase the amount of transport. What's here is all of this year's stock, so we should hurry up and transfer it."

"Heh." Thunderbird sneered at the man's nervous appearance. "Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic won't be bothering us this time. I've made thorough arrangements. They're probably still busy putting out fires right now. Just transfer it with confidence. Besides, I'll be personally escorting it this time to ensure everything goes smoothly."

"What?" Bird Serpent, who was next to him, couldn't help but turn his head. "What exactly did you do? Phoenix said we need to keep a low profile. You didn't cause any more trouble, did you? Don't anger the Ministry of Magic and affect our progress in establishing the transit station."

"Hmph…" Thunderbird snorted coldly at Bird Serpent's timidity. "Establishing the transit station is my mission. I'm the one in charge here. What are you afraid of? Besides, once this transport is complete, this place can go silent for the next six months."

"But…" Bird Serpent said, still feeling uneasy, but was interrupted.

"No buts. Concentrating all resources to complete this operation is a plan that the club has also agreed to. I made it clear when I returned to headquarters. Once this transport is complete, there will be plenty of time for the construction of the transit station. Are you questioning my wisdom…"

"Boom!"

Just as Thunderbird and Bird Serpent were about to finish boasting, a loud thunderclap suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

Then, a thundercloud suddenly appeared in the sky not far from the smugglers and the two Silver Spears, flashing with dazzling silver light.

At the same time, a group of people suddenly appeared 'swoosh' around the crowd. They were divided into several groups and distributed separately. As soon as they appeared, they launched an attack on the smugglers at the same time. Offensive spells shot at them one after another, and various charms were thrown at them.

All the people in the smuggling team saw were spells flying around, and violent sonic booms and intense flashes of light erupted around them, making them dizzy.

In that instant, they felt as if they were surrounded by enemies, as if they were fighting against the whole world.

In that moment of stunned silence, several smugglers had already been blasted away, and many others were completely incapacitated by the effects of the sonic boom charms and flash charms, awaiting the saturation attack that followed.

"It's an attack! You bunch of idiots, organize a defense! 'Misty Cloud'." Thunderbird was furious when he realized that he had just boasted to his subordinates that everything would be fine, only to be immediately surrounded.