"The Imperial Munitions Factory has recently developed a new type of war chariot that can continuously fire bolts a thousand meters away. This secret factory is located in the wilderness to the north of the city. It was originally under the protection of our Northern Guard, but on a night half a month ago, a group of assassins suddenly sneaked in and killed the guards of the Northern Guard as well as a dozen or so manufacturers. They also stole the manufacturing blueprints for the war chariot.
When His Majesty heard of this, he flew into a rage and gave me a deadline of one month to capture these people at all costs and retrieve the manufacturing blueprints for the war chariot. I've been worrying about this matter. If you can be of use in this matter, I guarantee that you will receive the title of Baron! "Boris seemed to be extremely worried when he mentioned this matter. His hearty laughter had long since disappeared.
"Yes, I'm also thinking of a way to deal with this matter. If I can't capture those people within a month and retrieve the manufacturing blueprints for the war chariot, it may affect my uncle's career!" Lawrence sighed lightly. He was also a bit worried. To Lawrence, Boris was someone he could rely on. Whether or not he could distinguish himself in the struggle for the throne mainly depended on the strength of those who supported him.
Among them, First Prince Charles currently held the most power and also had the most supporters. Lawrence was the weakest because of his identity as an illegitimate child. If even his relatives lost their power, it would definitely affect Lawrence's future position.
After thinking for a while with his brows furrowed, Han Shuo opened his mouth and said, "It's been half a month, could those people have already left the imperial capital? If they have left the imperial capital, trying to capture them would be like searching for a needle in a haystack! "
"That shouldn't be the case. I reported this matter to His Majesty at the first instant. Lord Candide, one of the three heavyweights of the Dark Mantle, is also paying attention to this matter. The four city gates are strictly guarded both openly and secretly, not letting a single suspicious person leave. The culprits shouldn't have been able to leave Ossen City yet!" Boris had a solemn expression as he spoke in a low voice.
"So it's like this. Then did Lord Candide tell you who was responsible for this matter?" Some of the high-ranking officials of the Empire were well aware of the existence of the Dark Mantle. Among them, Candide was the most mysterious and the most difficult to contact. Han Shuo understood the rules of the Dark Mantle. For such a major incident to occur, it must have been done by an enemy nation. It was impossible for the Dark Mantle to not send someone to deal with it. That was why he asked.
Boris shook his head with a wry smile, "I only know of Lord Candide's name, but I have never had the opportunity to meet him. This information was also given to me by the higher-ups. They told me to do my best to investigate, but I didn't know who was in charge of this matter."
Nodding, Han Shuo smiled faintly and said, "I understand. I'll do my best. I'll go see Lord Candide later and ask him what's going on."
Boris was shocked, "You, you know Lord Candide?"
"I forgot to tell you, Brian's other identity is in Dark Mantle!" Lawrence explained to Boris and then said in a similarly shocked tone, "Brian, I only know that you're in the Dark Mantle. But don't tell me that you can directly meet that old monster Candide?"
"I'm directly responsible to him!" Han Shuo nodded with a smile.
Lawrence's face was filled with ecstasy when he heard this. His gaze towards Han Shuo was full of excitement, "I didn't think that you'd be doing so well in the Dark Mantle, directly listening to that old monster's orders. It looks like my choice was right!"
"That's great!" Boris was also overjoyed. He looked gratefully at Lawrence and said to Han Shuo, "Then, I'll leave this matter to you. As long as you can accomplish this, I'll take care of your baron title with your adept mage qualifications!"
"I'll do my best!" Han Shuo didn't dare make any promises. After all, he didn't know the specifics of this matter. Although the Dark Mantle's network was incomparably vast, it wasn't omnipotent.
"Alright, Uncle Boris, Brian is just a nominal member of your magic department anyway. You don't need to arrange anything else for him. He won't come to the Northern Guard if there's nothing important. We'll be leaving first." Lawrence stood up and didn't beat around the bush with this uncle, getting straight to the point.
"Don't worry, I know what to do. Helping him is helping you, and also helping myself. I know what I'm doing!" After learning of Han Shuo's identity in the Dark Mantle, Boris naturally wouldn't keep Han Shuo in the army to do miscellaneous things. He also understood that Han Shuo had come purely to accumulate military merits and would only use the Northern Guard as a springboard for promotion. He definitely wouldn't stay in the Northern Guard for long.
After leaving the Northern Guard with Lawrence, Lawrence asked Han Shuo, "Are you confident in this matter? This matter concerns my uncle's future, I'll leave it to you!"
"I'll try my best. After all, I don't know the specifics yet." Han Shuo replied. Just as he was about to board Lawrence's carriage, he suddenly frowned and said, "Lawrence, be careful on the road!"
Suddenly startled, Lawrence asked in a low voice without batting an eyelid, "You mean, someone wants to kill me?"
"You board the carriage first. I won't leave with you, but I'll protect you in secret!" Han Shuo nodded, indicating that Lawrence shouldn't act rashly and alert the enemy.
"Alright, then I'll be leaving first!" Lawrence said loudly. With a smile on his face, he walked straight to the carriage as if nothing had happened.
As soon as Lawrence boarded the carriage, Han Shuo turned and walked towards another street. After walking a few dozen meters, he arrived next to another carriage parked at the corner of the street and said in a low voice, "Chester, why are you here?"
Chester, who was dressed as a coachman, turned his head when he heard the familiar voice. He suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Brian, why are you here?"
Suddenly, the carriage was lifted by a pair of slender hands. The charming Emily suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed in joy, "Scoundrel, what are you doing here?"
It had been a long time since they'd last met, but Emily was still as beautiful as ever. Her long hair was coiled up high, and she wore a long purple dress. She appeared so graceful and luxurious, and there was even a hint of inviolable holiness in her eyes. She was completely different from the flirtatious temperament she'd had when she first met Han Shuo.
"I went to the Northern Guard to handle some matters. I just saw Chester looking around, so I came to take a look. What are you two doing here?" Han Shuo frowned and hurriedly asked.
"The Northern Guard lost the blueprint for the war chariot. I'm in charge of this mission, so I sent someone to understand the situation." Emily's relationship with Han Shuo allowed her to speak of the mission that should be kept secret without any misgivings.
Overjoyed, Han Shuo said, "So it's like a fairy. Haha, we're really fated! Mm, I'll go to the Dark Mantle stronghold in the northern part of the city tonight. I'll talk to you in detail then. I have some matters to attend to now, see you tonight. "
After saying this, Han Shuo didn't wait for Emily's questions. He nodded at Chester and quickly disappeared into the night.
"Lord Brian is becoming more and more mysterious. I heard that he's made a great contribution again, and the Dark Mantle is spreading his deeds!" Chester couldn't help but say in admiration when he saw Han Shuo disappear in the blink of an eye.
"He only knows how to act mysterious. Why isn't that guy back yet? Let's quickly finish up our business and return to the northern stronghold as soon as possible!" Emily couldn't wait any longer when she saw Han Shuo appear. She inwardly complained about her subordinates who'd gone to the Northern Guard to ask for information.
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"Be careful, it's not safe on the way back!" Sitting in the carriage, Lawrence lifted the curtains and spoke softly to earth rider Keno beside him.
"Don't worry, we'll definitely protect young master Lawrence!" Keno rode on a warhorse, his silver armor glistening as he held a shining silver spear in his hand.
"Mm, in short, be careful!" Lawrence was still relatively calm, but he still repeatedly exhorted.
After working with Han Shuo in Valen City, Lawrence understood that Han Shuo possessed some miraculous abilities. He firmly believed in Han Shuo's warnings. With a group of experts in the open led by Keno and the old assassin Lucky as his bodyguards, Lawrence wasn't too worried.
In addition, Han Shuo had already said that he would protect him in secret before he left. Lawrence was even more confident based on his understanding of Han Shuo's strength. After all, he'd truly witnessed Han Shuo's frightening strength.
When they reached a long alley, a mournful howl suddenly sounded. The ground shook as spikes two to three meters long abruptly pierced out. Lawrence's carriage and the sturdy warhorses of Keno and the others were all struck by the spikes. Keno's group and Lawrence's warhorses were all shot to death in an instant.
It was a good thing that Lawrence and the others were already prepared. The instant the ground shook, they were immediately prepared. They hurriedly jumped off their warhorses and carriages and landed in an area that hadn't been pierced by the spikes.
On the roofs of the long alley, several archers released sharp arrows that whistled towards Lawrence and the others. Keno's group of knights tightly surrounded Lawrence and raised their round shields in defense.
"Pollak, continue to release the spikes!" A black-robed mage stood on a rooftop and yelled in another direction.
"I'm Brian of the Northern Guard's magic department. Whoever dares to behave atrociously within my jurisdiction must be tired of living!" Han Shuo walked out from that direction with a cold smile on his face. He held a bloody head in his hand.
"Pollak!" The black-robed mage was shocked when he saw the head in Han Shuo's hand and immediately called out.
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