San Rotalo is not a city with a curfew. The dense entertainment venues make this capital of a country a world-famous nightless city. When you look down at the entire city from the sky, each cluster seems to be a shining gem.
The gathering point represents a holy place that people can enjoy as wonderful as entering heaven. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have enough money.
The route Geer chose deliberately avoided these entertainment areas, and it was already close to eleven o'clock in the evening, so there were very few pedestrians along the way. Only street lights every ten meters pointed the way home for them.
"Hey, please stop, please stop..."
Suddenly there was the sound of someone shouting outside the car window.
The carriage stopped, but did not approach the place where the sound came from. The escorting musketeers were also ready to defend themselves.
The cavalry escorts are personnel provided by the escort department under the Brotherhood of Steel. During this period, there was great chaos. Nobles who went out generally needed to bring some escorts. It was not conspicuous for Geer. Of course, the salaries of these people still had to be high.
If you pay here, at most you will get a discount from the internal preferential price.
The front window of the carriage was opened, and the coachman's voice came: "Sir, these are two patrolmen."
"Let two people go over and take a look."
"yes."
The two musketeers left the team and marched forward with the clear sound of horse hooves.
Not long after, the cavalry returned to the team and brought news.
"The street lights are under maintenance for a hundred meters ahead, so the road is very dark. If you don't want to take a detour, it's best to drive slowly to avoid accidentally tripping on things..."
After listening to the words relayed by the cavalry, Geer glanced at Luckarin opposite. The silver-haired senior sister nodded slightly in response. Geer ordered the coachman: "Keep moving forward and give some rewards to the two dedicated patrol officers."
"Yes, sir."
The wheels continued to roll, and amid the thanks of the two patrolmen who had won the award, the carriage disappeared into the darkness.
Tens of seconds later, the carriage appeared in the light at the other end of the road, but no one noticed that the carriage paused for a few seconds as it passed an intersection without street lights.
Just as the carriage bearing Cobenson's emblem was walking away, an inconspicuous black carriage began to quietly start in the darkness. The horses' hooves and wheels seemed to be covered with something, and there was almost no sound while traveling.
"The target this time is named Hagrid Otadicio, who has been assessed to be a knight. He has led the team to defeat two important underground strongholds of the organization. He must be kept this time, otherwise he will leave tomorrow
San Lotaro, there will be no chance. You only need to deal with him, and other fish that have slipped through the net will have corresponding arrangements. This task is hard to win, so please be careful." Sitting in the new exchange.
On the carriage, Lucaline continued her report in a serious manner.
"You are so young, and a genius." Geer picked up the information with a sketch of Hagrid's head. The person on it did not look like he was over 20 years old. Although there were only a few strokes in the sketch, he also included it.
The heroic appearance is depicted.
"I have just turned seventeen, so I am more than ten days younger than you, sir." Lucalin added on the side.
"Senior Luccarin, I've told you many times to ask you to call me Geer directly. Your father's title is much higher than mine. After all, I should also use the honorific title for you." Geer said to Lu.
Karin was not used to using words that were too respectful, and she felt uncomfortable when she heard them.
"That's not possible!" Lucalin showed a smile, "In the organization, you are my direct superior. To me, you are a big shot and cannot be neglected."
"Really? Why didn't I know?"
Geer was speechless and could only continue to look through the genius' information.
"My parents both died, and I was raised by my grandfather who was a decorated veteran of the Thirty Years' War. I practiced swordsmanship under my grandfather's instruction since I was a child. At the age of sixteen, I entered the knighthood and became the most famous member of the Otadicio family in the history of the family.
The most outstanding genius...why does it feel like he is the protagonist in a knight novel?"
"Sir, your experience is not bad. In my opinion, your experiences are similar."
Geer thought about it and realized that there were indeed similarities between the two people's experiences, but his "genius" was more due to cheating, and this boy named Hagrid was the real genius. The original Geer and him
Comparatively, we can say that they are in the same sky and on the earth, and they are not even qualified to stand together.
"His grandfather was just an honorary lord and did not leave any fiefdom or property, so Hagrid could only continue to serve the Lanyon family that his grandfather originally served, and the Lanyon family had a very high status in the old party.
As a member of the Priory, it is normal for him to become a member of the Priory. But why would the Priory release him to do this task? Aren't you afraid that he would die outside in an accident?" In contrast, he was valued by Prince Fayelino.
To such an extent, Geer believed that there were not many people with such potential in the Priory, and he was very puzzled that the Priory was willing to put him in such a dangerous position.
"Geniuses must go through training to achieve success. If you die during the training, it means you are not a genius. Those who survive are geniuses, and those who die are nothing." Lucaline's tone was very flat, projecting on
The gaze on Geer also became meaningful.
"Yes, a dead genius only proves that he is not a genius. I understand." After listening to Lucaline's words, Geer turned over the information in his hand, then closed his eyes and thought for a long time.
He breathed a sigh of relief. He understood that this was not only a test for Hagrid but also for himself. One genius was enough, but any more would be worthless.
"Because neither the organization nor the monastery wants the conflict between the two parties to lead to domestic chaos, both parties have a private tacit understanding that they will not use force on the surface. Certain weapons are not allowed to be used, and attacks on the surface are not allowed.
Strongholds are not allowed to attack nobles, nor are they allowed to expand the attack range at will. Of course, if your identity is exposed in this operation, you will not be under this protection, but your family members will still belong to the group that is prohibited from attacking.
, otherwise none of the nobles in the country will be able to sleep. In this kind of battle where large-scale forces cannot be mobilized, your value can be reflected to the greatest extent."
"I understand, are you ready with what I want?" Geer opened his eyes, his pupils still calm.
"Everything is fine, but this sword is a little troublesome. Fortunately, there are quite a few imitations of this kind. I finally made up for the time." Luckarin opened the hidden compartment in the carriage and took out a set of clothing and a sword.
Cross sword.
Geer took the cross sword and carefully held the hilt. A very familiar feeling suddenly came over him. This was a new sword that Geer made based on the style of the legendary long sword Berlutini. He was used to handling cross swords.
Digel didn't feel unfamiliar with this newly acquired sword.
Pulling out half of the sword blade, the blade is as clean as new and the blade is extremely sharp. It is indeed not an ordinary sword.
Satisfied, Geer resheathed his sword, picked up another set of clothing, looked at it, and immediately began to take off the uniform that was not suitable for fighting, and put on this swordsman uniform that was specially customized for his body type.
"arrive."
Without Lucalin opening her mouth, Geer already knew that the destination was about to arrive from the light leaking in from the cracks in the window.
This is a slum area in San Rotalo, where most of the residents are people who come to the capital from other places to look for opportunities and some people who are not doing well in the local area.
Poverty does not mean that life here is monotonous. From the smell of alcohol, barbecue, shouts and cheers coming from the car window, you can know that they naturally have their own unique way of entertainment.
The carriage stopped, and Geer walked out of the door alone.
In front of you is a martial arts gym similar to a training ground. I heard that it was very prosperous a few years ago. However, after the old gym director passed away due to illness, the martial arts gym slowly became depressed with no successors.
Just rent it out to earn some rent.
Hagrid, Geer's target, is now inside.
When Geer stepped out of the carriage, the plan arranged by Lucaline was instantly launched. Several figures suddenly jumped out from all directions and rushed towards the martial arts hall.
In Geer's eyes, the moment he got off the carriage, the green-haired man flirting with a Liuying in front of the main entrance of the martial arts hall also spotted Geer, turned around and wanted to escape into the martial arts gym, but the next moment
, Liu Ying, who had been "tender and affectionate" with him just now, suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed the man's waist from behind. Her delicate hands also gently covered his mouth, silencing his screams.
It's blocked in the throat.
This is Iona.
After one glance, Geer recognized this subordinate of his.
There were also some members of the Brotherhood of Steel in the crowd who half-forced and half-persuaded the people near the martial arts hall to leave. These people living in the slums also knew the principle of protecting themselves wisely and left the vicinity of the martial arts hall.
The museum seems to have been separated from the slums, as if it has become another independent world.
At the same time, Geer also walked into the door of the martial arts hall.
When you walk into the door, you first see a front yard consisting of a cement flat and a sandy area. On both sides of the road are some basic training equipment of the martial arts studio such as wooden piles. Looking at the number of equipment, you can imagine the lively scene of this martial arts gym in its heyday.
Geer didn't stop and walked straight to the dojo at the end of his sight.
Pushing open the wooden door easily, the entire view of this dojo was revealed to Geer.
This is a spacious and somewhat dark wooden hall. The overall color is reddish brown. Perhaps due to the passage of time, the wooden walls are somewhat mottled and look a bit old.
Hagrid stood in the center of the dojo, facing Ger.
When Geer came in, Hagrid's eyes were already fixed on him, his eyes were extremely sharp.
And Geer seemed to turn into a hawk staring at his prey. In an instant, all the sounds, environment, and colors around him disappeared completely. All of Geer's energy was placed on Hagrid's body, in his eyes, ears, and even
The enemy in front of me was the only thing left in my consciousness.
The oil lamp in the hall was adjusted very brightly, so that Ger and Hagrid could easily see each other's faces. Hagrid was a heroic red-haired boy with a very high nose bridge, sword-like eyebrows, and facial lines like
It looks like it has been cut with a knife, and has a unique hard temperament. He is more than 1.8 meters tall and has well-proportioned bones throughout his body. Standing there, both his body and temperament give people a perfect artistic conception.