Returning to the suite that Ante had arranged for him, the hall was brightly lit. Lucy placed the golden rose on the table, beside it were rows of bullets. She was using a silver knife to engrave some fine patterns on the bullet. It was a rose flower pattern. This engraving could cause the bullet to explode when it hit the target, thereby increasing its lethality. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lucy raised her head and smiled when she saw that it was Allen. She stopped what she was doing. She let go of the knife and the silver blade fell. However, when it was about to land on the table, it shrank into a ball. Then, it stretched out its slender limbs and finally transformed into a silver spider.
It was the Silver Winged Runner, and when they went north, Lucy left it behind and prepared enough Thames silver for it to make up for itself. Xiao Qi didn't look much different from before, but when it transformed into a silver spider, there were many more details on the silver spider than before. With the replenishment of Times Silver, Number Seven's body had improved a lot. When necessary, it could already imitate a puppy-sized alien beast and be competent for more outstanding combat work.
It was still in the form of a silver spider because this form was the most familiar to it and also the most energy-efficient.
"Where's Bai?" Allen put down Gojoseon and reached out to stroke Lucy's hair, asking softly.
Lucy held his hand and pressed it against her cheek. "He fell asleep and said he wanted to rest so he could help you."
"The Black Twilight King Snake is truly a wonderful life form. I never thought that Bai could evolve into a human form."
"The universe is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. You lamented the wonders of Bai because you have never seen a more interesting life form. " Lucy smiled and said, "I've seen it in the Royal Library. There's a planet called Zhen Xing, and there are some wonderful life forms living on it. They can copy the DNA of other life forms and form themselves into any life form they come into contact with. They are true masters of disguise. Even with the technology of genetic analysis, they cannot be distinguished from the real one. "
Allen turned to her, sat on the table, and gently flicked the spider away. The silver spider rolled twice and jumped up, waving its two slender forelimbs as if to express its dissatisfaction. Lucy raised her hand, and it jumped onto the young girl's palm. Then, it transformed into a silver bracelet and put it on her wrist. Allen looked at her and said, "The universe is really wonderful. Our Highness Lucy should have had plenty of opportunities to explore the various mysteries of the universe and not stay on a war-torn planet with me."
Lucy narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, do you think it would be better to leave Planet Heaven on the Dawn now?" Allen smiled wryly. "The situation in the Empire is getting out of control. I didn't expect things to develop to this point. Tangerio was the pillar of the empire. Now that this pillar had fallen, the empire was torn apart. I'm staying here because I still have my business here. I can't let it go easily. But how can I put you in such danger? I promised the Great Emperor that I would protect you. "
"So your protection is to keep me away from all of this?" Lucy held his hand and said, "No, Allen. You can't be so selfish. It's just what you think is protection. If you want to send me away, that's fine, but you have to come with me. Otherwise, let me stay. When I left Adahua Planet, I said to myself, I won't let anything separate us except death! "
In the face of such a passionate confession, all words were lacking and powerless. Allen could only hold Lucy's little face and gently kiss her forehead. At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Ellen raised her head in confusion, but Lucy stood up with a smile and opened the door for the visitor, as if she had already expected the visitor's identity. Under the lights, Lola walked in from outside the door. The tall woman took off her armor and changed into narrow clothes and wide pants. She had a different flavor. Lucy pulled her in and held Allen's arm. "Let's go. It's time to go to bed," she said.
Allen stroked his forehead. "There's still a war to fight tomorrow. Are you going to let me go?"
Lola was fine. Her clan was originally heroic, and she had long been Allen's woman. However, Lucy blushed and scolded, "What are you thinking? We're just sleeping and chatting tonight. We're not going to do anything else."
"Oh, that's a pity." Allen said deliberately.
Lucy rolled her eyes. "Otherwise, you can go sleep somewhere else."
"I was wrong, okay?" Allen said with a bitter expression.
Seeing him like this, the two women burst out laughing.
The night gradually darkened, and the moonlight was blocked by thick clouds. The earth was dark. Only the campfires on both sides of the battlefield flickered with flames in the thick night. Due to the ongoing war, the residents of Trisen Town, which was the closest to Unicorn Castle, had long since evacuated to other places. The town was like an empty town. Only two or three old men who were unwilling to leave stayed behind to guard the town.
Old John was one of them. They had agreed to take turns at the clock tower at the entrance of the town, and tonight it happened to be Old John's turn. The old man had lived in the town for most of his life and was extremely familiar with every blade of grass and tree in the town. He had seen many babies born, and he had also seen familiar people sleep with their eyes closed. To Old John, the town was his home. He couldn't leave home, so he stayed.
On this hot night, Old John set up a bench in front of the bell tower gate. He lay on it, talking about a long, thin cigarette holder. The town was very quiet, except for the sound of Old John smoking. Just as he was drowsy, he heard the sound of horses' hooves and the muffled sound of wheels rolling to the ground. Old John sat up doubtfully and saw the light of a lantern approaching from afar in the vast night outside the town.
It was indeed a carriage. The horses pulling the carriage were black and tall. The horses' nostrils spewed out white breath, and their eyes were as red as rubies, like two red flames in the dark night. After they swept past, they actually left behind a few pale red trails of light in the air. As for the carriage, it was completely black and without any markings. From afar, it looked more like a black coffin. Old John stood up nervously, grabbed his son's hunting musket with his now stiff hand, and pointed it in the direction of the town. "Stop, who are you!" he shouted.
The driver of the carriage skillfully tightened the reins and stopped the horse in an open space less than ten meters away from Old John. The driver's entire body was covered in a dark, heavy cloak. Under the cloak was a silver-gray armor. Even under the brim of the hat, there was not a face, but an iron mask. Apart from the slight thinness of the body, the mysterious driver made Old John's hair stand on end.
In the face of the old man's questioning, the driver remained silent. If it weren't for the sound of breathing coming from under the iron mask and the rhythmic rise and fall of the other party's chest, Old John would almost have thought that under the cloak and armor was actually an invisible ghost.
The driver was silent, and the atmosphere was solemn. At this moment, the carriage door opened and someone stepped out. Under the light of the lantern hanging in front of the throne, Old John saw that it was a man. He was handsome and tall, with rare long black hair, and his eyes seemed to sparkle like stars. This was a man with an extraordinary temperament. He stood there, his figure like a towering mountain, pressing down on Old John so much that he couldn't breathe.
It wasn't until he spoke that the terrifying sense of oppression quietly disappeared.
"We are travelers passing by and want to find a place to stay in town to rest," the man said.
Old John shook his head and said, "There's going to be a war here. If I were you, I'd turn around and leave now. Besides, the people in town have long since run away. There are hotels, but no one will serve you. "
"I know there's going to be a war here. In fact, that's why we're here. If there's a chance, we're willing to contribute a little to this war. " The man raised his hand, and something flew out of his palm. It tumbled in the air, and the lights shone on it, refracting specks of fluorescence. It fell toward Old John.
The old man subconsciously reached out and caught it, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a gold coin.
The man continued, "Take us to a hotel. This is a critical time, and we don't have many requests, just a place to rest."
Old John licked his lips and happily put away the gold coin. "Then come with me, foreigners. I hope you're used to it."
As the old man said, the only hotel in town was now dark, and not a single person could be seen. The carriage stopped in front of the hotel gate, and the man got out. Only then did Old John notice that in addition to the driver, there was also a strange cloaked guest in the carriage. These strange fellows, the old man thought, but he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it. He opened the door and said to the man, "Anyway, there's no one living here now. You can choose any of the rooms here. Just remember to close the door again when you leave tomorrow."
The man nodded and threw him another gold coin. "I think you'll be happy to prepare breakfast for everyone. It doesn't need to be very sumptuous, as long as it can fill your stomach."
Old John put away the second gold coin and said, "Breakfast isn't difficult, but don't expect it to be delicious."
The old man carried the fire and gun and left, while the man and the other two randomly chose a room. One of them lit the oil lamp in the room, then took off his cloak and mask, revealing a coquettish female face. When the two cloaked monsters took off their masks, they were actually twin sisters. They took off their long clothes for the man and one of them said, "Lord Stark, aren't you afraid that the little king will be angry if we travel so secretly?"
If Allen were here, he would definitely be extremely surprised. Because the man who had secretly come to Trisen Town was the culprit behind the sneak attack on Tangerio, the current Prime Minister of the Empire, Stark. The two women were naturally Stark's two sword slaves. Stark's handsome face was expressionless as he said indifferently, "What does it matter to me whether he's angry or not? I gave him the king."
The other sword slave said, "My lord, why did we come to the South? This place is full of enemies."
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