With a smile on his face, Belluc tried to persuade him: "If you have something to say, talk it over. Don't fight. Don't fight."
Memphela drew back her sword and said coldly: "Do the people from the Prisoner's Gate have anything else to say to me?"
Belluc glanced at Inaniga and saw that she was angry and unwilling to speak, so he had to say: "Knight of the Holy Garden, I think our purpose and yours should be the same, both to investigate the creation of the world.
Royal power', right? Or we can work together and share..."
"Others can, but it's absolutely impossible for me to cooperate with the people from the Prisoner's Gate." Memphela flatly refused.
"Hmph~!" Although Inaniga had just narrowly suffered a loss, she had calmed down and said sarcastically: "The tone was full of dissatisfaction. People who hate the Prisoner's Gate so much are just talking about it without seeing it.
What are the people in the Holy Garden doing to us? Hypocrisy!"
Menfeila didn't take her words seriously at all. He turned his back and said without even looking at her: "The Prisoner's Gate is not worthy of the Holy Garden. Someone will deal with you."
What Memphela said is not entirely correct. It’s not that the Holy Garden has not considered the issue of the Prisoner’s Gate. It’s just that the Prisoner’s Gate has once again turned from darkness to light. After it surfaced, it has been in the territory of Saint Bikoya. The Prisoner’s Gate
The door is a dark force in Saint Bikoya. It is a public security issue in other countries. If you interfere in this matter rashly, you will be suspected of interfering in the internal affairs of Saint Bikoya. And this is completely different from the previous incident of Danluer. Danluer is not a
A sovereign country is just an independent city and has always been protected by the Holy Garden. Therefore, Danluer's methods of doing things cannot be applied to St. Bikea, otherwise it will cause a strong reaction from the king and government of St. Bikea. St. Bikea will also
I won't agree to this. Doing this will make people think that a superpower cannot even deal with an underground organization and needs to rely on the power of others.
Memphela knew this, so she said: "I will not show mercy when I kill scum like you, and I have this impulse. If you continue to follow me, my impulse will turn into action!"
"You're cruel!" Inaniga, Belluc had no choice but to retreat, took Bellica and left.
Memphela really wanted to get rid of these three members of the Prisoner's Gate, but at the same time she could see that Belluc and Inanija had some strength, and it would take a lot of effort to fight them. In addition, the most important thing was with the Prisoners.
It was not her mission here to fight the people of the Prisoner's Gate. However, in this way, she gained some information. The Prisoner's Gate seemed to want to get involved in this matter, and it was more hostile.
…
In Fried's marshal's room, he looked at the more than ten pages of intelligence in his hand, with a serious but calm expression: "The intelligence of these countries is very important, and they will be the enemies we will face in the future. Report back to the Emperor
, I need more updates about these countries, at least once a month, and if there is any news, I want to know immediately."
Fried was not the only one in the room, there was also a messenger sent by the Emperor.
The messenger said: "I will tell the emperor what the marshal means, and I will bring all this information in the future."
"Very good, you can go out." Then Fried went out, called the people outside and said, "Notify the Tsar, tell her that her people should go to work, and I need to monitor all routes for entering the army."
…
Cold snow was flying, and as we entered a small town in a country in the central and western regions, the snow had already covered the warm chimneys. The snow stopped at this time, and the flat snow blanket on the ground reflected the hazy moonlight.
This small town is very simple, with not many brick and tile houses. Many of them are wooden houses, built with logs from the forest. Although the lights are still on in every house at this time, it will be time to turn off the lights and go to bed in a while.
I don’t know when a person came. His clean and brand-new boots left a row of footprints on the ground. Every step was the same depth and the same distance. At this time, no one should be coming to the small town, let alone this person who had just arrived.
It's snowing heavily, so what are you going to do in this little fun town?
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
A stranger visiting a small town came to a house and knocked on the door. The owner of the house felt strange when he heard the knock on the door and shouted, "Who is it?" He thought that maybe the neighbor's charcoal fire had run out.
He added, "I want to borrow something and I'll come back tomorrow." But the person outside the door didn't respond, and there was still only a knock on the door.
The owner of the house was unhappy. He and his wife were doing their daily routine as husband and wife. No one would be happy if they were interrupted at this time. But the knocking on the door kept coming. Although the knocking was not urgent, it sounded every ten seconds.
He knew how to knock a few times. The wife pushed her husband away and said angrily: "Let's send the people outside first."
The owner of the house had no choice but to put on his nightgown and get out of bed. He went to open the door angrily. When he opened the door, the owner saw a stranger wearing a hood. He was very young and good-looking.
It seems that even when he is not smiling, there is a smile on his face, which makes people feel good about him involuntarily.
The owner of the house was about to get angry, but when he saw that the man had lost his temper, he asked in a friendly manner: "Friend, what's the matter?"
"I want to ask you a question." the strange man said.
The owner of the house was startled. He had never heard such a pleasant man's voice. It was extremely comfortable in his ears. He smiled and said, "You can ask me anything. Why don't you come inside and sit down, and we can have a good chat."
He reached out to grab the hand of the handsome man outside the room, with a strange ambiguity in his eyes. But he stopped just as he reached halfway, because when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt a chill, and he felt that his hand was no longer
If he stretched it forward a little, it would break and be cut by the person in front of him, even though he hadn't seen the person in front of him carrying any weapons.
He has always been very satisfied and proud of his keen sense. This innate sense of talent has helped him avoid countless dangers and plots, allowing him to sit in the position he is in today. This time, this
This feeling helped him again. People who can make him feel this way are definitely very scary people, and today this person may be the most terrifying person he has ever seen. Even though the person in front of him behaves very friendly and looks very scary.
Extremely beautiful.
"What's wrong?" The wife in the house was dissatisfied that her husband hadn't closed the door yet and came back: "Hurry up, please."
The owner of the house complained to his wife: "Humph! Shut your mouth!" After saying that, he closed the door, but left his wife alone in the house. He gathered up his nightgown, stood in the snow, and said to
The man in front of him who was half a head taller than him said: "Are you here to discuss business?"
"I just want to ask a question."
"Tell me." The owner of the house is the boss behind the largest underground trading black market in this area. No one would have thought that a person like him would live in a place like this, like an ordinary person.
The strange man said: "Ten Thousand Eyes Stone."
The owner of the house just heard this and shook his head: "I don't have the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone here, and I don't have any information to give you." He was not lying. As the boss behind the black market transaction, he had more than just all kinds of information in his hands.
Visible and tangible things, as well as intelligence information, are also the goods he sells. But he has not handled the Ten Thousand Eyes Stone here for a long time, and it is even said that he has not handled the Thousand Eyes Stone.
But the strange man didn't leave, didn't even move, and didn't even move his eyes. He was sure that he must gain something from this man.
The owner of the house started smoking at some point. He hugged his clothes tightly and seemed a little cold, but he had no intention of leaving because the strange man in front of him was still waiting for him and his results.
After a while, the owner of the house thought of something and said, "I do remember that someone once had a thousand-eyed stone."
"who?"
The owner of the house said: "Glynn Audrey, but the Thousand Eyes Stone is no longer in her hands."
The strange man looked at him.
"You want to look for it? You can't go to that place, and you can't afford to offend someone who has a thousand-eyed stone." The owner of the house kindly advised.
"explain."
"Barren Rock City." The owner of the house said, "That happened a long time ago. I didn't know..." Before he finished speaking, the strange man had already walked away, leaving only a thick layer of dirt in the snow.
purse.
The owner of the house picked up the money bag without opening it and counting it. He just shook his head and sighed: "Poor man, the lord of Barren Rock City is not easy to mess with. If you go there, you will die." He took the picture.
I patted the snow on my money bag and went back into the house to continue my daily life with my wife.