Old Man Ryan stomped his walking stick against the ground, resting both hands on it in front of his body.
"The operation is proceeding with few hiccups. Our mole in House Kellerman has proved quite useful," the old man said.
Alex shook his head.
"No, he is not a mole. He is an asset. When he is useful to us, he is an asset. When he outlives his usefulness and becomes a threat to us or our plans, he becomes a liability. Understood?" he emphasised.
"Also, when you are referring to him, refer to him as 'Trojan'."
Elder Ryan looked peculiarly at the young noble before him for a moment. Still, he nodded.
"Very well," he said begrudgingly. "Thanks to… Trojan, we have been able to insert other 'assets' converted or sympathetic to our cause close to the centre of power in the Kellerman fiefdom.
