Alan sat in the room, his body wrapped in bandages, emitting the smell of herbs. He had already taken off the Eternal Guardian and was only wearing a coat. His coat was open, allowing Nairi to change his dressing and heal his wounds. The bandages that had been replaced were stained with blood, and there were some unnatural black spots in the blood. That was the phenomenon after the poison had been expelled. Eric's pair of blood-colored daggers were stained with some kind of strong poison, but Allen had drunk the King Snake's blood and had a natural resistance to poison. In addition, the Heavenly Fire Origin Energy was exceptionally domineering. After a day of rest, the poison in his body was almost completely cleaned up.
After returning from the Howling Forest yesterday, Clerk Graham and the people of Arkham came to visit one after another, but Allen rejected them all on the grounds of rest. But today, Allen wanted to visit someone.
Arkham.
Allen was flipping Eric's blood-red dagger in his hand. There was originally a pair of daggers, but the other one and Eric were burned down by the Heavenly Flames. Only this one was intact. The poison on the dagger had been removed by Nai. The dagger was exquisitely crafted and dark red in color. It was as if there was blood flowing in it, and the blade of the dagger had a subtle arc, which made it more agile when it turned. There were golden patterns on the blade. It didn't look like the golden threads inlaid in the later stages, but the original patterns on the material of the blade.
At this time, Nairi finished the work in her hand. She tied a dark knot with a flushed face before standing up. Just now, she had half knelt beside the bed, almost sticking to Allen. This ambiguous posture made Nairi's face burn. Now that he had left Allen's side, he was a little reluctant.
Allen put down his dagger, buttoned his clothes and stood up. "Get someone to prepare the carriage. I'm going to the general's mansion," he said.
Nairi said "hmm" and left the room.
A moment later, Allen got into a carriage. Regis and the twin Knight followed. In the carriage, Milo and Mila were like two curious girls, pointing at the scenery outside and smiling knowingly from time to time. The two of them were almost carved from the same mold. Sitting together was like looking into a mirror. If one was not familiar with their characteristics, it would be difficult to distinguish them.
Regis, on the other hand, was sullen. The young man was still brooding over what had happened and even swore that he would never drink again. It seemed like the first time he drank alcohol had left quite a shadow in his heart. Allen narrowed his eyes and suddenly slapped Regis's thigh. The youth was startled and almost jumped up. He then frowned and said, "What are you doing!"
"I'm the one who should be asking you." Allen pursed his lips at the twin sisters sitting opposite him and said, "Look, there are two such beautiful girls sitting opposite you. It's very rude of you to ignore them."
Milo and Mila covered their mouths and chuckled. The two of them were about the same age as Regis. Previously on the journey, he had gotten along quite well with Regis. From the first time they met to the present, the three of them had become good friends. Normally, the young man's temperament was always easy to get along with. But today, Regis was in a depressed mood, so he was naturally silent all the way. Now that he heard Allen say this, he couldn't help but turn his face away and say, "I'm not as heartless as you."
Allen knocked him on the head and said, "You learned that from Adele, right?"
The two sisters chuckled again when they saw Regis rubbing his head and cracking his teeth.
Allen reached out and pinched Regis's head. "Please, how old are you? Don't be sad like an old man. You should be glad you're still alive. Otherwise, how could you see a beautiful girl like Milo and Mila? That's right, we sacrificed a lot of people. But if you feel ashamed of them, then you have to live well. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of their sacrifice? "
"Also, it's precisely because we're still alive that we can do more things. For example, right now, I'm going to find someone to settle this score. So you see, these things can only be done by those of us who are alive. If we're all as depressed as you are, then who's going to demand an explanation for those who died? " Allen let go of him and said, "If you still can't pull yourself together, then get the hell back."
Regis gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even think about it!"
"That's more like it. Oh, here we are. Come on, brother. "Allen jumped out of the carriage and looked up at the gate of the general's mansion.
This time, Arkham did not meet Allen in the arena. An officer led them to the main hall. A moment later, Grand General Arkham walked into the living room. Seeing Allen, Arkham said calmly, "Sir Allen is back."
"Does the general hope that I won't come back?" Allen asked with a smile.
Arkham's eyes turned cold. "What do you mean?"
"Nothing, I'm just saying." Allen raised his hand and Mira handed Eric's dagger to him. Allen put it on the table and asked, "I'd like the general to take a look at what this is."
The officer of the Bear Armor Army placed the dagger in front of Arkham's table. Arkham glanced at it and the corner of his eyes twitched. "Sir Allen is looking for the wrong person, isn't he? I'm good at leading troops to war, but when it comes to weapon identification, I'm a layman, "he said indifferently.
"So that's how it is. I think this dagger is so special, and the material is even rarer. General, do you think if I find an appraiser from the auction house in the city, can I identify the origin of this weapon? "
Arkham narrowed his eyes. The officer beside him coughed softly and said, "This seems to be one of the Crimson Edge Twin Blades. Crimson Edge is the weapon of the Earl of Tiger Shark Harbor."
Allen nodded and said, "There's finally someone who knows what's good. Then do you want to know where I got this Crimson Edge Dagger?"
Arkham said in a low voice, "Alright, Viscount Allen, just say what you want to say. There's no need to beat around the bush and keep me in suspense."
"Alright, since the general is so straightforward, then I'm not afraid to say it directly." Allen stood up and reached out to catch it. Fei Feng on Arkham's table jumped into his hand. Allen turned Fei Feng and said, "Yesterday in the Howling Forest, I bumped into Bloody Earl Eric, and he admitted it himself. What happened to my men in the city and the death of the Trembling Snake were all related to it. And all of this was a killing trap set up for me. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to come back alive. After returning, I had a few questions that I couldn't figure out, so I wanted to consult the general. "
Arkham snorted, "I can't help you with that."
"General, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Perhaps you can really help me." Allen raised a finger and said indifferently, "The Bloody Earl's territory is in Tiger Shark Harbor, but he appeared in Mosaio. How could the general not know that a powerful Earl has crossed the border? "
"Bullshit, where does he want Eric to go? Do I have to follow him like a follower? How would I know he would come to Mosaio?"
'Isn't the general kidding me? Even I know that it's no small matter for an expert to cross realms. Don't tell me the general doesn't know this? Well, even if I take ten thousand steps back, I'll take it that the general really doesn't know Eric's whereabouts. Putting this question aside, I'd like to ask the general a second question. When I went to the Howling Forest, the Green Algae Hotel was guarded by the Bear Armor Army, but even so, one of Eric's subordinates easily took my woman out of the hotel and used her to threaten me. "Allen asked sternly," How do you explain this matter, General? "
"What do you mean!" Arkham finally slapped the table and stood up. "Viscount Allen, are you suspecting that I have something to do with Eric?"
"That's right. If that wasn't the case, why would the Bear Armor Army exist in name only? Are you going to tell me that the elites of the empire can't even keep an eye on a woman? "Allen retorted.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became very tense. Arkham's short hair stood on end and his eyes widened. Allen did not show any weakness, his gaze as sharp as lightning. A moment later, Arkham snorted coldly, "No matter what you think, I have nothing to do with Eric. You can suspect whatever you want, see the guest out! "
Allen laughed. "Actually, this matter isn't difficult to investigate. If I were Eric and wanted to persuade the general to deal with me, the general probably wouldn't buy it. Then Eric's best chance was to persuade the general to let him do as he pleased. For example, he could not investigate what happened in Moseley, and he could let his men leave the hotel easily. Of course, I believe that the general would not sell Eric this favor with just a few words, so our Count must have given the general some benefits. Then as long as we check the Count's recent assets, we will be able to see some clues. Don't you think so, esteemed General Arkham? "
"You are slandering an Imperial Great General!" Arkham roared.
"It's not slandering, just a reasonable speculation. Of course, I will investigate and test my speculation. "Allen indifferently said," What I want to tell you is, General Arkham. No matter who it is, if they want to deal with me, they must be prepared to be counterattacked. Eric is an example, and there will be more such examples in the future. I sincerely hope that the general will not be one of them. "
With a gesture, Allen left with Regis and the others. The domineering back caused the corners of Arkham's eyes to twitch. After Allen left, Arkham's roar resounded in the living room, as well as the sound of a series of objects shattering.
On the way back, Allen sat in the carriage and played with Feifeng. He smiled and said, "Arkham must be furious now."
Regis frowned and said, "Are you sure he was involved in this?"
"I'm not sure, but Arkham is definitely a big suspect. Without his nod, it would be very difficult for Eric to do whatever he wants in Moseley. Of course, as I said, it's just a guess. We don't have any real evidence. But for Arkham, and even some people in the Imperial Army, I think this is enough to warn them. "
On this day, Eric's corpse and Feifeng's dagger were sent to the sheriff of Moseley. The sheriff called for Graham with a sullen face, and Graham reported the matter to the mayor like it was on fire. After walking in their hands for a while, the matter of Eric failing to deal with Allen in Mosaio and losing his life quickly fermented and spread throughout the empire.
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