Chapter 481
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Time passed in a flash. Two days passed.
The outer wall was calm on the surface but there were turbulent waves in the dark.
After voting, the 9th division finally chose to go to war with the 8th division. They took back the 13th division that had been looted, and Tumaco personally led a team to guard and rebuild it. This kind of large-scale conflict often happened, especially between the neighboring divisions that had a conflict of resources. It was inevitable that they would either cooperate or have conflicts.
While the 13th division was being rebuilt, Dean was immersed in an alchemy room of the highest specifications in the headquarters of the 9th division. He was immersed in studying his new divine incantation. Before the new divine incantation was completed, he had decided not to interfere with the affairs of the 9th division. Whether it was the loss of profits or the annexation of territories, it had nothing to do with him!
When he first took office he didn't care about the affairs of the 9th region as he didn't want to divert his energy. After all, no matter how well the people of the ninth district did, they were only working for the monastery and the Radiant Church. But the new invention was different. It was his own thing. Moreover, this new invention would be the strongest weapon in his hands. He would be able to take revenge for Jura and her husband once it was completed. He would be able to plan to overthrow the inner wall and break the shackles of the shackles!
Since there must be someone who would become the king, then why not do it himself?
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In a dark hall located in the underground.
"Two days have passed. Why haven't they made a move?" A figure wearing a white devil mask spoke in a hoarse voice. His voice was like dry and cracked leaves, and it caused one to be unable to help but get goosebumps and feel a chill.
A graceful figure was kneeling in front of him. She whispered: "The law enforcers have been tracking them. Except for normal colleagues, no one else has contact with them."
The white-faced evil spirit raised his head slightly, and his deep eyes revealed a trace of coldness. He said, "It seems that the newly appointed elder is not the genius Oracle who disappeared. Hmph, the old fellows of the Mystic Sect, it's rare to see a talent like this."
The graceful figure bowed her head in silence.
"Go and clean up. Don't leave any traces." The white mask indifferently said.
The graceful figure respectfully replied: "Yes."
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Knock!
Dudian was engraving the drawings of a part when there was a knock on the door.
He frowned slightly and turned around. His slightly focused pupils penetrated through the thick door and saw a human-shaped heat outline. He immediately recognized that it was Neuss from the intensity of the heat. He let go of the pen, got up, twisted the valve on the side of the door, and opened the door.
"Elder." Neuss was startled as he saw Dean's messy hair: "The two knights of the magistrate that you asked me to follow were killed today!"
Dean narrowed his eyes: "Did you find the person who killed them?"
"Two masked men killed them. I followed them all the way to a manor in Simp town. They didn't come out for a long time. I guess it's the same as here. The dark church is under the manor." Neuss said.
"Simp Town …" Dean's chest slightly moved up and down. There was a trace of crazy killing intent in his eyes, "It's Pluto's territory."
Neuss was startled.
The killing intent in Dean's eyes converged. Neuss was startled by the huge change. Dean coldly said: "Don't follow me. Don't beat the grass and alert the snake. You and Hawkeye will attend all the meetings in the 9th region and record the contents of the meetings. If there are any actions of the 9th region that implicate Sergei and the New World consortium then report to me."
"I know." Neuss nodded. There was a trace of awe on his face.
Dean turned around and closed the door.
At night.
There was a trace of tiredness in Dean's eyes as he came out of the alchemy room. He went to his office and took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet on the wall. He opened the bottle and took two sips.
Ever since he saw this row of wine, he thought of using wine to replace the high-calorie food he had previously needed. To his surprise, the wine was really effective. It could relieve the hunger and cold in his body. The only pity was that he couldn't drink too much, or he would easily get drunk.
"I should ask Hawkeye to ask someone to brew some white wine to warm my body …" Dean put back the bottle of red wine. Although the wine was bright but the warmth was lacking.
He changed into a set of black nocturnal clothes and a suit of exquisite workmanship over the nocturnal clothes. He tied a dagger to the side of his leg, opened the drawer, and took out a document inside. He looked at it a few times, confirmed that there were no mistakes, and left the office.
"Elder." Hawkeye was surprised as he saw Dean: "Elder, what are you doing?"
"I'm going out to a banquet." Dean adjusted his bow tie: "How about it?"
Hawkeye looked at him: "Just in time."
Dean nodded slightly and left.
Hawkeye opened his mouth, but in the end, it turned into a wry smile. When an elder of another district went out, there would be at least one knight commander protecting them. Who knows how many knight captains would follow them in the dark. However, this elder of his was always alone. Even his own family couldn't find a trace of him.
Fortunately, the strength of the elder was a bit stronger than him. No one could protect him.
In the night.
Dudian went all the way out of the manor. He quickly sneaked into the dark alleys and quickly left the place. He took off his coat bit by bit as he moved stealthily. The bow tie and suit that he had tied neatly were all thrown into a dirty trashcan in an alley. The trashcan lid was stained with leftover food and gave off a rancid smell. Even if someone found the clothes, they would not be able to smell the original smell on them.
Whoosh!
Dean quickly left the bustling area and came to the front of the golden wall. At the moment the golden wall had been repaired by many workers. It had been restored and strengthened a lot.
There were soldiers patrolling back and forth on the wall. The barbarians were still entrenched in the Red Maple Mountains. The military didn't dare to relax the defense of the golden wall.
Dean took a look but didn't force his way through. He turned around and went around the giant wall. The edge of the giant wall was sparsely populated. It was a large wasteland. The closer to the giant wall, the stronger the radiation. So there were almost no people living in this area.
Dean took off his coat. The wings on his back stretched out from the transparent skin film. They quickly became thin and hard. They were as sharp as knives. They flapped under his control and soared into the air.
After flying to the giant wall, he ran through the golden wall's guard range and landed again. He entered the suburbs outside the golden wall. This place used to be the territory of the people inside the wall. But now it was deserted. All the villages and towns were as empty as a ghost village. Only houses were left standing in the dark. It was a horrible scene.
Dean shuttled through the deserted towns and went straight to the Red Maple Mountains.
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Cliff.
Ivette was sitting on the edge of the cliff. She could hear the rumbling sound of the waterfall. It was permanent so it was easy to ignore it. Amidst the loud rumbling, she looked up at the faint starlight in the night sky, a little lost in thought.
With the help of Glenn, she had sneaked back from the golden wall. However, after not seeing her for a short period of time, her hometown and clansmen suddenly became somewhat unfamiliar, especially her brothers and sisters. In the past, they would always play and laugh together, practice swordsmanship, horse riding, and archery together, but now when they saw her, they all avoided her, as if she was infected with a plague that could spread at any time.
She felt lonely.
She knew what they were worried about. She was arrested but she came back safe and sound. It didn't make sense!
Although she explained the reason to her father but she felt that her father didn't believe her.
"I'm not a spy. Even if they don't believe me I'm clear about it!" Yvette thought to herself, "As long as I don't do anything like a spy, they will naturally believe that I am not a spy after a long time!"
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