"So it's not just a drow lone ranger who is causing trouble for us for his ideals and beliefs?" Ladislaus was enjoying Margarita's massage while talking to Sazastan. "This has just come out.

In Vienna, the enemy's spies have already touched upon you?"

"Yes, that fuel merchant is an enemy spy." Sazastan was quite confident, "Tunisia's red dye has been very tight in Europa in recent years. Because of the tightness, it became his passport. This precious supply allowed him to

Austria can travel unhindered.”

"It seems that our drow ranger is not so romantic." Ladislaus was a little regretful. It turns out that there are no lone heroes in the world. "I also hope that there really is someone in the world who can let drow live among humans."

What about the hidden makeup skills in the world, or the real heroes who fight not for fame and wealth but only for their beliefs?"

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. It can only be the Ottoman Empire's intelligence network that is supporting his actions. The attack on the caravans of the Drow City-State is just a cover-up. No matter how we react, he will start attacking our bureaucracy next.

." Sazastan vowed that he was expanding his own merits.

"Let us not make a decision too early. Although the Ottoman Empire and the Drow city-states in the Black Continent have common beliefs, they are unlikely to be true friends. Since the destruction of the Mamluks ten years ago, the Ottoman Empire must have been with those Black Continent.

The mainland city-state has a direct conflict of interest." Ladislaus swallowed the grapes in Margarita's hand, put her hand in his mouth, and then said inarticulately, "And every time the ranger attacks

It was all done by one person."

"That's just to hide the forces behind him under the premise that the escort team is not strong. And he may not be very strong. It's just that his animal companions are special and may be particularly good at night fighting. I have read the descriptions of those caravan guards. Every time

He attacks in the dark, and the drow's dark vision and black cats put a lot of psychological pressure on humans. He has absolutely no chance against us." Sazastan was confident.

"But the scale of our escort this time is much larger than the previous two. I don't think he may dare to attack us." Margarita rarely interrupted when Ladislaus and Sazastan were talking.

"Bold. I am talking to His Highness Sazastan. You have no right to speak. Get out." Although Ladislaus suppressed Sazastan very seriously, he would never allow Margarita to challenge the members of the Council of State.

dignity.

Although what she said was not disrespectful but merely expressed a different opinion, Ladislaus immediately stopped her.

Margarita excused herself from Ladislaus's carriage.

Sazastan did not save Margarita this time. The other party's temptation was very dangerous.

Ladislaus's unhesitating rebuke made him feel a little more reassured. As long as the position of the Council of State remained stable, he could always gain a little more sphere of influence.

And he knew very well that Margarita would not pay a high price for this failure.

"In this case, please ask Your Highness Sazastan to arrange the security guard work, and don't let Xiaoxiao succeed." Just as Sazastan expected, Ladislaus couldn't wait to call Margarita back.

.

"Should we inform Jarlaxle?" As a drow, Jarlaxle obviously couldn't let others see him, so he had to stay in the carriage.

Ladislaus and Margarita shared a carriage. And Sazastan could only share one or two carriages with Jarlaxle. Not only did he not have a warm woman, he also had to be on guard against this powerful enemy at all times, but

Jones was also in the car, so Sazhastan was not deprived of sleep.

"Why not?" Ladislaus rubbed the nerves behind his ears. He didn't know why the migraine was starting to attack again. "You call him over and let me tell him this."

When Jarlaxle arrived at Ladislaus's carriage, Margarita had already started peeling grapes for Ladislaus again. Sazarstan thought well. Ladislaus was not happy about offending Sazar now.

Stan's actions will only give the minimum warning. He is actually encouraging all factions to encroach on Sazarstan's sphere of influence and fight against the Church of Cassus, this time only allowing him to retain the minimum dignity of a State Councilor.

Before Jarlaxle entered the carriage, the jingling sound of Jarlaxle's body first penetrated Ladislaus's ears. He didn't have much on him at the last diplomatic occasion, but Ladislaus could always see him at other times.

There are all kinds of things on his body. Bracelets, rings and even anklets. Most of those things seem to be street stalls. They are not even precious metals, let alone rare items. But neither Ladislaus nor Sazastan can

Determine if this is a bluff or a pretense.

After all, no matter how you say it, he is indeed a warrior at the level of protecting the country, a powerful warrior who can be called "Your Highness".

"Your Highness Jarlaxle. I came to you because according to the latest intelligence, the Duden ranger may be about to attack us." Ladislaus looked into Jarlaxle's eyes and spoke slowly.

"So fast? Didn't the first two attacks happen in Styria?" Jarlaxle looked purely confused.

"After the first two attacks, this time he cannot expect us to have no countermeasures at all, and must change the method. Attacking directly around Vienna can achieve suddenness." No matter what Jarlaxle thought, Ladislaus just put his own

Speak out your thoughts and see his reaction.

"Then he may take action tonight." Since we have to pay attention to the opposite of the past action patterns, it is very possible on the first day. "But how does he know our whereabouts? Could it be that he has been lurking in Vienna, or even

Near the brewery?”

"After observing the wine barrels leaving the warehouse, follow us all the way here, and then launch an attack." Ladislaus said while nodding. "This is not impossible, but if you try this method, you should be exhausted by now.

I have exhausted all my strength and will die in your hands."

"Hehe, hehe." Jarlaxle was blocked by Ladislaus's sudden question, but he was no ordinary person. He found the corresponding words in a few seconds. "Although this Duden Ranger

In essence, he is a dangerous and depraved terrorist, but he is an extraordinary terrorist. His belief and persistence give him extraordinary charm. It is inevitable that some beauties regard him as a hero, some warriors regard him as a mentor, and some

It’s no surprise that people are supporting him.”

"A charismatic devotee is indeed the most troublesome kind of enemy, and those partners who support him not for money are also particularly loyal and reliable. What suggestions do you have?" Ladislaus thought Jarrah

There are some words that Suo has not said yet, but that requires more appropriate timing and conditions.

"I don't think he will be lucky this time. His previous opponents are like clowns in front of your strength. There are outstanding people in the continent of Europa, and the warlock royal family has many generals. The team you sent to deal with him this time is definitely

He has never seen a powerful force, and this time it will be his end." Jarlaxle sent out the top hat without hesitation.

‘You must never believe what this drow says.’ Ladislaus reminded himself in his mind.

"Bring me a glass of Serenity Harbor. It should be the last car, maybe the penultimate car?" Ladislaus was obviously not an escort who was completely loyal to his duties. He patted Margarita's butt and asked her to

Go get some wine, "Pour yourself a glass too. This time it's our drow friend who's treating you. Oh, do you want it, my drow friend? I hope you're flexible enough on this point too."

"It's my honor to buy you a drink, but I like the intensity and aftertaste of the vast grassland." Obviously he has no position on his faith.

"The vast grassland, where is your hometown?"

"I'm afraid not. The rulers of the grasslands are also human beings. The nomads drove us out of the grasslands. The Portuguese from the sea drove us away from the coastline. We can only survive in the desert and maintain our own small life on the oasis we finally found.

A small city-state." Ladislaus heard a little truth in these words. "The fertile grassland is our dream."

"Tell me, Your Highness Jarlaxle, how many drow city-states are there in your knowledge, and how many people do these city-states have in total?" Ladislaus followed Jarlaxle's words and changed the subject. "I'm not sure about this.

The world has a strong curiosity and has always wanted to understand these exotic cultures.”

"There may be dozens of Drow city-states scattered throughout the central part of the Black Continent, but the transportation there is not as close as in Europa. Only caravans will pass through several city-states, and even the most powerful army does not have the ability to attack outside the neighboring city-states.

Enemy." Jarlaxle did not consider the information secret.

"Tell me about Timbatuk, the most prosperous place in your hometown. I heard that Timbatuk is an important node on the desert salt road and the most powerful force in the drow world."

"It's hard to say that is our hometown. When I was a boy, our drow still had a lot of territory by the sea. I was born in a seaside city that no longer exists. The name of the city is Mosuo." (To be continued. If you like this
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