In the guest banquet hall on the second floor of Mindis Hall, the guards invited the guests in and closed the door neatly.
"Say what you have to say and leave." Under the illumination of the Everlasting Lamps in the hall, Jines stood in front of Thales and blocked his way. She spoke bluntly.
Thales calmly looked at the black-robed old man in front of him, who seemed to be on the verge of collapsing. Doubts grew in his heart.
"You're still so cold, Officer Bajkovic." On the other side of the empty hall, Morat's old and hoarse voice traveled into Thales' ears. It was extremely unpleasant and made him inexplicably nervous. Morat's tone was mocking. "In any case, we have cooperated with tacit understanding more than once."
"Cooperated?" Jines sneered. "Who would cooperate with a venomous snake? At that time, it was His Majesty's order and I had no choice but to obey. "
"How disappointing." Morat shook his head in a seemingly regretful manner, as though he was really sad. "I thought we were on the same side. You know, I have always treated you as my daughter."
As he spoke, Morat's eyes shone brightly. "You know, I have personally raised you as my 'biological' daughter."
Morat lightly emphasized the word 'biological'.
Thales was surprised to see that Jines' expression, who had always been arrogant, suddenly froze, as though someone was strangling her throat.
The female official, who had always been arrogant and imposing, immediately turned her head so that others could no longer see her expression.
"Forgive me for being blunt!"
Gilbert, who was at the side, interrupted their conversation. With a serious expression, he bowed slightly. "Lord Hansen, you also know the importance of everything here to the kingdom. Please save unnecessary probing or small talk."
Thales was even more surprised. Gilbert, who had always been well-mannered, seemed to be a little … angry?
"We all know that you are the 'Chief of Intelligence', and that you control the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department, which makes people pale with fright at the mention of it. Constellation also relies on your contributions." Gilbert's face was cold, and his words were sharp. "Hence, it is only right for you to meet the future 'king' in advance. Then, please do not delay any longer. This is Mister Thales."
He deliberately emphasized the words' intelligence agency 'and' king '.
Thales suddenly realized that the former was meant for him, while the latter was a warning to Morat.
'The head of the greatest intelligence agency …' Thales hid this information in his mind.
The atmosphere was really not too good.
The solemn Gilbert took a step back, leaving Thales completely out of Morat's field of vision.
Morat's gaze swept past the crowd and shot towards the transmigrator.
At that moment, Thales felt as if there was some kind of magic in those pitch-black eyes.
It was as if she wanted to stare right through him.
Thales even had the misconception that he was a little out of breath.
Morat walked forward slowly. The sound of his walking stick hitting the ground created an ominous rhythm.
"Thud … thud … thud …"
Behind him, the Masked Protector Yodel also walked forward slowly.
"This distance is enough," Gilbert said coldly.
"Count Caso, you are indeed His Majesty's most trusted attendant." Amidst the sound of footsteps and walking stick, Morat's gaze was still fixed on Thales, but his footsteps did not stop. His old and hoarse voice traveled into Thales' ears. "I really admire your loyalty to the king, whether it is to the late king or to the late king's' heirs'."
Thales noticed that he emphasized the words' heirs'.
At that moment, Thales suddenly felt that after Morat's words fell, Gilbert, who was as sharp as a sword, stopped in his tracks.
Gilbert furrowed his eyebrows tightly, as if he had thought of something bad.
The eloquent and quick-witted former Foreign Affairs Minister, Count Caso, also gritted his teeth at this moment. He stopped talking and allowed Morat to come closer.
Watching the old man in black slowly approach, Thales felt cold sweat trickle down his back.
'What kind of character is this?
With just a few words and a few accents, he managed to make Jines, who has a strong aura, and the experienced and capable Gilbert willingly step back without saying a word? '
"So, young Sir, it was not easy for you to escape from Red Street Market and the Mystic's hands." Morat put on a smile that was full of wrinkles and said gently but unreasonably coldly, "Mystic?
'Mystic?'
Hearing that, Jines and Gilbert raised their heads in unison and looked at Thales with strange expressions.
Thales was shocked.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked behind Morat.
He saw the masked secret protector, Yodel, standing quietly without saying a word.
However, Thales acutely felt that the Masked Protector's posture seemed to be a little … stiff and nervous.
'Yodel.
Did you … tell him everything?
About … my secret? '
"In fact, I have some small questions to ask you." Morat smiled again. His eyes behind his wrinkles were extremely sharp. "In private."
Thales gulped.
"No, Thales cannot be alone with him!" Jines was the first to react. She looked at Gilbert with a solemn expression, as if she wanted to ask the count for help.
Gilbert also looked at Morat with an unfriendly gaze. "Mister Thales' status is noble. He has the right to choose, accompanied by his entourage, to come into contact with the Kingdom's Chief of Intelligence."
Thales furrowed his brows and looked at Morat.
'What does he want to ask?'
At this moment, Morat leaned on his walking stick and bowed in a seemingly respectful manner. He grinned. "Of course, of course. Even whether he wants to talk to me should be up to him.
"After all, in the future, he will be my lord — if my old bones can live that long."
Gilbert looked at The Black Prophet strangely, as if wondering why the head of the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department was so easy to talk to. Only Jines' expression changed and she looked at Thales.
Thales breathed a sigh of relief.
However, just as he was about to say "I am not feeling well today", Morat's next sentence made his gaze pause.
"In fact, I still want to report something to you — only in private."
Morat bowed submissively again.
When the old man raised his head again, his face was still full of smiles. "… For example, the three children in Lower City District and a young bartender … According to my information, the Brotherhood seems to be dealing with an internal escape incident, and …"
At that moment, Thales clenched his right fist.
'Three children in Lower City District?
'A young bartender?'
Thales' pupils shrank violently.
'Sinti, Ryan, Coria, and … Jala.'
"Alright!"
Thales ignored Jines' anxious gaze and Gilbert's surprise. He took a step forward and said resolutely, "Let's talk in private."
The wrinkles on Morat's face were squeezed together by his smile. He turned slightly to the side. "Please move to the study room."
At this moment, a sentence appeared out of thin air among the crowd.
"Let's talk here."
Thales turned around in surprise.
The one who spoke was actually Yodel, who had been silent for the whole night behind Morat.
"We can retreat." The strange, masked man's hoarse and indistinct voice came from behind the mask. "Only then can I guarantee his safety."
Morat seemed to be stunned for a second. When he turned his head again, he was already frowning.
After a brief moment of shock, Gilbert exchanged a look with Jines. Both of them nodded firmly. "Let's talk here."
* Thud. *
Morat leaned on his walking stick and turned his head to look at Yodel.
"Why does everyone think that I, who has served Constellation and Jadestar for decades, will endanger the safety of the only heir and the kingdom's bloodline?" Morat's eyes were cold, but he immediately turned it into an uncomfortable smile.
"Fine, let's talk here."
Yodel nodded slightly and loosened his grip on the Supreme Sword that he had been holding in his sleeves for the whole night.
"But don't play tricks, Shadow's Attendant." Morat smiled at the Masked Protector and pointed at his head. "No matter where you hide, I can feel your presence."
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