Sulu was soon left behind about Olch and the company.
This was just a small revenge, and preparing a property for myself, which was to fulfill my dream of becoming a rich man during that period, and it was a bad thing.
"How did the information about the Black Death Club be collected?"
He stared at Slyden and asked with concern.
After his return, Rhodes and Beatries were his focus.
Since you have joined the Green Tree Fort, you will naturally ask the other party to use energy to track down.
He had read Ms. Yue's Death Book in the World of Dragorn and knew very well about some organizations, beliefs and rituals of the Black Death Club.
After revealing enough information, Green Tree Fort was indeed quite successful.
"Sorry... our staff can only track down the Harris City raid, and Mr. Rhode seems to have disappeared..."
"According to the clues provided by you, we have caught many Black Death men and obtained some information."
Slyden bowed and said, "Their mysterious 'saint' seems to be wandering around the Emerald Forest recently..."
"Is the Emerald Forest?"
Sulu talked to himself.
Sure enough, after he betrayed the information from the Death Book, the news from the Black Death Club was the first to get.
Although the organization of the two worlds is definitely different, some formation arrangements, believers' hobbies, and even specific behavioral laws, and even professional weaknesses are basically the same.
At this time, Sulu was like a defection from a senior executive of the Black Death Club, and of course it would lead to a lot of clues.
It is conceivable that the Black Death Club's arrangement in the federal government will suffer a major blow.
...
No matter how many times he saw it, he looked at Sulu who disappeared in front of him, Slyden Watt's eyes twitched.
He came out of the White Tower, responded reservedly to the greetings of the members of the inner ring, and came to a laboratory.
"Come in!"
As soon as I stood in front of the door, a mellow sound came out, and the silver-white metal door liquid generally flowed and opened.
When Sladen entered it, he saw a laboratory with pure white as the background color, with many metal palms assisting in various experiments.
Some of them hold beakers and are refining potions, while others are manipulating machines. Everything is both contradictory and very coordinated.
At the center of the laboratory is Chief Dunstan.
"Your Mightiness!"
Slyden bowed and bowed: "King Sulu has left and set off for the Emerald Forest..."
"It seems that he did have a holiday with the Black Death Club and didn't even want to wait for a moment... is it because of that lady Beatris..."
In front of Dunstan, two silver hands hanging in the air opened a file.
The first photo was Beatris!
However, the other person in the photo still looks very immature. He should have taken it when he just entered St. George's University.
Although Sulu was invited to become an "honorary member", a legend of such a young man, Green Tree Fort must be investigated carefully in terms of emotion and reason.
Sulu's background is very simple. It comes from the Pottery family of the witch hunter. Both parents and brothers are missing. They graduated from St. George's University and even their roommate is Sean. They are currently working in the 11th Bureau.
"The analysis department has several speculations about why this Beatrix girl became the saint of the Black Death Club..."
Slynn reported expressionlessly: "It may be related to Lord Sulu."
"Haha... young people always make small mistakes, as long as they are not big mistakes..."
Dunstan smiled and said authentically.
Green Tree Castle is a relatively neutral academic institution, and as long as the members are not believers of evil gods, everything is easy to say.
"The crackdown on the Black Death Society is an action that is biased towards justice and the federal government and should be supported."
He waved his hand and asked Sly to land.
In the shadow next to him, Xisuo's figure slowly emerged: "Although you use some means to confirm that the other party is not a believer of the evil god, you still don't seem to be very relieved."
"Of course, after all... the path of [Media] is deeply involved with the demon..."
Dunstan smiled bitterly and said, "Or... any path related to the spiritual world is easily related to various existences, most of which are evil gods."
"Even if they are fine now, they may easily lose control after any blow or life trough..."
"So... the real core secret is still not open to that honorary member, and it would be great that he could take the initiative to attack the Black Death Club..." Xisuo laughed: "Next time, he will join the ranks of the Ancient Snake Club. Prove yourself."
After major forces accept such masters, they naturally have to pay responsibilities and obligations after enjoying their rights!
Only by constantly attacking and fighting against hostile forces one by one can we truly be accepted by our own forces, which is also a necessary process.
...
Emerald Forest.
It is located in Spring State in the middle of the Federation and is a primeval forest. When the dawn of the gods arrives, various mysterious legends continue to spread.
Some people claimed to have seen terrible werewolfs in it, and the surrounding residents also occasionally reported being attacked.
For this reason, the federal government has issued a warning to make nearby residents beware, but it is useless!
Such a large forest is impossible to completely block it with barbed wire.
What's more, there are hunters and explorers in the federal government who are not afraid of death. Every year, the missing population reports near the Emerald Forest can fill the police station's archives!
Even so, after the existence of professionals was announced, more adventurers and explorers, and even those who claim to be "explorers", came in a steady stream, causing the nearby police officers to suffer.
Deep in the forest.
Two agents wearing mountaineering suits and agile movements are studying a claw print on the ground.
"It's a werewolf!"
One of the tall men affirmed, holding the revolver handle at his waist tightly.
"Hey...man, take it easy, as my Sean partner, you don't need to be so nervous... I've done the weevil ecological survey many times."
Sean still looks slutty, but he looks like he should be promoted and is currently leading newcomers.
"As for orders...Sir!"
Although the tall man is tall, he seems to be relatively timid and his voice reveals tension.
In his heart, he lamented how unlucky he should be assigned to this commander who is famous for his bad luck.
"Paul, didn't I say that?"
Sean held a grass stem in his mouth: "There are many kinds of werewolfs. As long as they are not particularly crazy, they will not attack you actively unless you show hostility, and I! Last month, I also treated a big dog. It is very friendly and is my friend and often comes to see me."
The two continued to move forward, and not long after, they saw a werewolf.
The other party stood up, covered in black fluff, the wolf's head grinned, and there seemed to be a trace of blood on its sharp fangs.
"Huh? Big dog?"
Sean was stunned for a moment and showed a surprise expression: "It is the werewolf I saved. It's very kind. Let's go, I'll take you to touch it!"
"Sir?"
Paul grieved his face, put down his weapon, and followed Sean forward.
The werewolf is worthy of being a wise seed saved by the superior and did not attack.
Seeing this scene, he felt much more relaxed. He was eager to go up and touch the other person's fluffy neck, although he had to tiptoe.
“Huh?”
Chapter completed!