Eternal Star City, Lower City District, Black Street Brotherhood's headquarters.
"Are you talking about Roda and Reversed Machete?"
One of the Six Powerhouses of Black Street Brotherhood, Anton the Ripper took a bite of his bread and asked in a muffled voice, "Because of what?"
"I think it's Roda's son." On the other side of the long table, another of the Six Powerhouses, Morris crossed his arms over his fat belly and said impatiently, "I think it's about Roda's son.
You know, that piece of trash has been taking care of child beggars here all this while, until he played himself to death at Red Street Market … Because of this, Roda's relationship with me and Lance is very strained. "
"So you're saying that Reversed Machete is very unhappy? Has Sunset Pub been closed? " Anton chuckled and drank a mouthful of ale. "What a pity. I quite like that chick in the pub … Tsk tsk, that figure."
"Her surname is Charleton. You can't afford to touch her." Morris' cold words made Anton choke.
"I haven't been back for a long time, so I'm not really sure." Anton swallowed his bread. "After the incident in Sera Dukedom, the Charleton Brothers still haven't shown themselves?"
Morris shook his head. "Prison Lock Sickle has been tracking them for a few years. For this, they did not hesitate to cooperate with the people from the Secret Intelligence Department. They fought against Young Charleton twice, but they did not gain any advantage."
"What about Senior Charleton?" Anton immediately asked, "The one who killed Aydi the Second …"
"It's best not to mention him." Morris sighed. "You know, back then, in front of the palace gate, whether it was intentional or not, he saved Black Sword's life … All these years, Black Sword has been brooding over this. It can be said that he has been tormented.
"And they will have to fight in the end."
Anton sighed.
At this moment, a figure draped in a scarlet cloak pushed open the door and entered. He sat beside the table.
Morris and Anton's expressions became solemn.
Then, the figure in the scarlet cloak spoke.
It made the other two people's expressions change.
"Speak clearly!"
"What do you mean by losing contact?"
Anton slammed his fist on the table. With a surprised expression, he looked at Lance, the Sleepless Eye, and asked in bewilderment.
Lance pinched his scarlet cloak and furrowed his brows. "What I mean is …" He pinched his scarlet cloak and furrowed his brows. "Since seven days ago, we have not received any messages from Ramon. The last time he sent a message, he was at the eastern border of Constellation and Eckstedt.
"There is only one explanation — he has met the enemy."
Morris crossed his arms and muttered, "His mission is only to divert the Secret Intelligence Department's attention with the news of the 'reappearance of wizards' so that we can safely obtain the equipment. When the Black Prophet finds out that he's not a wizard, he'll naturally give up on hunting him, right?"
The plump man shook his head and looked puzzled. "He's just an ordinary gang doctor. Neither the Secret Room nor the Secret Intelligence Department have any reason to arrest him."
"No, of course they don't have a reason. Unless this is a move by our opponents against the Brotherhood, or even the sponsor behind us … Many people are suspecting our backer," Lance said darkly.
"No, of course they don't have a reason. Unless this is a move by our opponents against the Brotherhood, or the sponsor behind us … Many people are suspicious of our backer.
"Against us, and the sponsor?" Anton was shocked. "If they are against us, are you talking about Blood Bottle Gang? Although the Air Mystic does not usually appear … after the incident at Red Street Market, they have indeed become quieter than before. Catherine and Nikolay are abroad! "
Lance shook his head. "I have news that they have found the Blood Mystic. I am afraid that their counterattack against us will begin soon. I am worried that they may have discovered Ramon's importance to us."
He tapped the table lightly. "If the Blood Mystic is the one who takes action … Sigh.
"The key is our sponsor!" Morris pondered solemnly. "If Ramon falls into their hands, it will definitely endanger the sponsor's safety … Maybe we should give the sponsor a warning?"
"We cannot take the risk of being exposed by contacting the sponsor." Lance's eyes shone. "I suspect that this may be a trap. Morat likes to play this kind of bait game the most. Maybe the Secret Intelligence Department has eyes and ears all around Black Street, waiting for us to make a mistake."
'What's more terrifying is …
'If it is not Morat and his Secret Intelligence Department, but the masterminds from back then …'
Lance did not reveal his thoughts, but he did not voice his worries.
"No, without Ramon, our research on the Mystics' weaknesses will definitely come to a standstill … We have only made some progress in the past eleven or twelve years." Anton clenched his fists tightly. "And we do not even know the origin and abilities of that equipment. We have not been able to unearth anything.
"Also, he knows too many secrets about us and even our sponsor." Morris immediately raised his head with a solemn expression. "Can we use the manpower at the border between Constellation and Eckstedt? For example, Anton, the drug smuggling team under your command? "
"It will be very difficult." Anton the Ripper gritted his teeth. "The atmosphere there has been tense recently. The merchant groups are afraid that Constellation and Eckstedt will go to war, so they no longer go to the surroundings of Broken Dragon Fortress. My men have also withdrawn a long time ago …"
Anton's face was ashen as he said, "Also, if the Blood Mystic is not much weaker than the Air Mystic … forget about our subordinates, even the few of us will be sending ourselves to our deaths if we go."
"Maybe there is a way," Lance said quietly.
The other two looked at him.
Lance, the Sleepless Eye, said faintly,
"If it is the border between Constellation and Eckstedt … Black Sword is not far from there. We can go there to search for Ramon.
"And I have already handed that equipment to him.
"If he really runs into the Blood Mystic …
"Let's take it as a test to see the performance of that equipment in advance."
—
The sun had just risen.
Thales' face was downcast as he was protected by Sonia on the horse. The group passed through the sentry post, the fortress, walked up the narrow slope, and slowly entered the magnificent Broken Dragon Fortress through the southern gate.
It was much colder here than the birch tree forest.
The snow was also much thicker, almost reaching the ankles of an adult.
This was a very large fortress, but the two-layered city wall made the space between the fortress gate and the inner city wall seem rather narrow.
Thales dismounted with Sonia's help. Wya, Ralf, and Chora, who were seriously injured, were taken away by the soldiers to be treated.
He observed a corner of the fortress where the layout of the buildings, the personnel, and the sentry posts were all orderly.
The soldiers on duty were either patrolling the main roads in the fortress, the walls on several sides, or standing guard at various spots.
The quartermaster in charge of logistics and supplies was urging the civilian laborers who transported the supplies back and forth. In a few rather large stables, the cavaliers were skillfully brushing their mounts.
On the other side of the training field, there were a few teams of recruits who had just been drafted into the army. Under the guidance of a few veterans, they were methodically practicing defense and slashing movements.
In the distance, a few teams of soldiers who had just returned from duty were lining up, putting away their weapons and receiving rations from the quartermaster.
Genard followed behind Sonia and hugged a dozen valiant veterans who seemed to be old acquaintances.
'So this is Constellation's northern barrier?'
"That's Baron Murkh's regular soldiers of the royal family. They've just been expanded." At this moment, Putray dragged his injured body behind him while leaning on a tree branch. He looked at the group of recruits who were training and said, "They haven't really fought in battles."
Thales nodded.
"I thought you would at least leave her, that important queen, in Broken Dragon Fortress. You know, our strength is already stronger than hers. "
Putray said quietly, "And regardless of whether she was deceived or not, she still attacked the diplomat group's convoy and committed a heavy debt of blood."
"And then? Capture her and spank her? " Thales shook his head. "She is an important political figure in the Eastern Peninsula. We would need a lot of legitimate reasons to keep her, and there would be a lot of trouble in terms of diplomacy."
'Also.
'It also involves Mystics.
'It involves my secret.
'The less trouble, the better.'
Putray raised his eyebrows.
Thales sighed. "Believe me, the real culprit is still out there at large. Letting Katerina go is also creating trouble for him."
Zayen's face appeared before his eyes.
'No matter why you want to kill me.
I will not sit still and wait for death. '
'Also,' Thales thought. 'I might have found the key.
The key is in the conversation on the day of the journey. Something must have touched Zayen's nerves.
Otherwise, he would not have done such an unwise act, deceiving his allies and endangering himself.
"And she still has that black coffin with her," Thales continued. His words made Putray frown slightly. "With that thing by her side, it is equivalent to the Blood Mystic coming for us again."
'Although she will definitely come for me.'
"'I will never let you suffer."
Thales sighed and thought worriedly.
"Do not worry." Putray seemed to have seen through Thales' thoughts. He said slowly, "Eckstedt also has its own legendary anti-mystic equipment.
"They even have more than Constellation. It is the country with the most legendary anti-mystic equipment in the world. After all, in the Battle of Eradication, Northland spared no effort in fighting against the calamities."
Thales nodded reluctantly.
"As for the calamities, as long as you are not interested in them, they will not be interested in you," Putray said with a profound gaze and a hidden meaning in his words.
Thales was shocked.
'Putray.
What does he mean? '
At this moment, Sonia's dignified voice came from the front.
"What is going on?!"
Thales and Putray raised their heads curiously and looked in front of them.
It seemed to be a scaffold. At that moment, it was crowded with soldiers who were not on duty.
There was a person standing on the scaffold. He was being escorted by soldiers behind him.
It looked like he was going to be executed.
An officer who seemed to be in charge recognized Sonia and said awkwardly, "Don't worry.
He said a little awkwardly, "Lady Sasere … He, this person is a deserter."
Sonia frowned and looked at the person on the scaffold.
It was a young man with black hair, brown eyes, and slightly dark skin. He struggled to raise his head in front of the scaffold and shouted, "I am not a deserter! I am not! "
He wore a tattered cotton shirt and his hands were tied behind his back. He still shouted at the onlookers indignantly, "They are alone.
"They're alone. I'm going back to save them! I did not escape!
"Just look at the blood on my blade and you will know!"
Thales looked at everything and whispered to Putray, "Have we already engaged the enemy?
"Have we already engaged the enemy?"
"I am afraid that it is a clash between small units," Putray muttered. "It seems like Lampard is still unwilling to give up."
Thales sighed in his heart.
The officer in charge of the hanging looked at the struggling black-haired young man and said in disdain, "This man is lying!
There is blood on his spear, but it has long been broken into two!
"You ran back with the broken weapon in your hand, and then tell me that you went back to save them?"
"I did not!" the young man whose hands were tied behind his back said anxiously, "That is not broken into two! That is my spear! It … They have two, one in my left hand and one in my right hand! I can use both at the same time — "
"Enough! Fisherman full of lies! "The officer in charge waved his hand with an unpleasant expression." Quibbling will not help you! Be like a Northlander, be more straightforward — "
"Wait!"
Sonia looked at the person in charge with an unpleasant expression.
"He is a soldier I recruited from the local area. Before executing him, shouldn't he ask for my permission first?"
The officer was stunned. "Uh, but the evidence is conclusive. We have asked Baron Murkh —"
Sonia interrupted him impatiently, "Put him down.
"Put him down. I'll ask him myself — then I'll punish him."
The officer in charge frowned. "But this is Baron Murkh's order … He said —"
"Murkh?"
"I am the commander of Broken Dragon Fortress," Sonia said in a deep voice, "Murkh has only been here for a few days. You and him are just reinforcements who are stationed here as guests. "
The Fortress Flower's expression turned cold.
"Or do you have an opinion on my right to command?"
The officer's words came to a halt. He looked around in a troubled manner.
But the Fortress Flower's dignity and prestige made him have no choice but to obey.
The black-haired young man on the scaffold breathed a sigh of relief. He was immediately brought down and pressed down in front of Sonia.
Sonia came before him and said coldly, "Soldier, report your name and where you belong!"
The young man shuddered.
"Willow, my name is Willow, Your Excellency, Fortress Flower!"
The young man looked at Sonia gratefully and panted.
He panted and said, "Willow Ken!
I am a pikeman recruited from Zalatan County!
And … I am really not a deserter! "
At this moment, the crowd burst into an uproar.
A bright but impatient man's deep voice traveled from afar.
"Sasere!"
Sonia's brows furrowed deeply. She raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice.
"I heard that you are openly looking for trouble with me again?"
Thales looked curiously at the source of the uproar. He saw that the soldiers had parted to the sides.
It was a man of medium height but muscular build. He wore a simple breastplate and a green wrist guard. He had short, chestnut-colored hair.
His nose bridge was high, and his facial features were distinct. His light green eyes were full of fierceness. He carried a conspicuous silver and black metal bow on his back. He strode out of the crowd.
Behind him were more than ten expressionless sword-and-shield soldiers.
"Wow! It's him! " Behind Thales, Aida, who had covered her head and face again, seemed to have found something fun. She whispered, "They're going to fight, they're going to fight!"
The soldiers on both sides whispered to each other. Many of them looked at the approaching man with excited and nervous expressions.
Thales was stunned. 'Who is he?'
This man seemed to have an aggressive aura. Wherever his gaze landed, it sent chills down people's spines.
It gave Thales a dangerous feeling, just like the silver and black bow on his back. It was in a critical state, as if it could be fired at any time.
Sonia looked at the man with a solemn expression. She said slowly,
"Arracca Murkh.
Once again, you interfered with my troops when I was away! "
'Arracca Murkh?
It sounds a little familiar. '
Thales scratched his head.
Behind him, Putray sighed deeply and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, I wonder how good you are at mediating conflicts?"
Thales glanced at Putray, baffled.
'What does he mean?'
"Your troops?" The aggressive Arracca did not show any weakness. He pointed at Willow Ken on the ground and replied to Sonia in a cold voice, "Are you talking about these cowardly deserters recruited from the local villages?"
"I am not a deserter! I am just … "the young Willow spoke again nervously.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Arracca mercilessly interrupted him.
"Shut up, deserter!" The man with the silver and black metal bow on his back was furious.
Arracca shot a fierce glare at Willow, forcing the latter to swallow his words.
"Cowards do not deserve to speak to me."
He said coldly.
Willow Ken, who was under the gallows, looked helpless. His mouth opened and closed, and in the end, he looked aggrieved.
The atmosphere in the field was getting worse.
"Hey, Murkh."
Sonia's expression was gloomy.
"You are in my territory, and without confirmation, you accused my soldiers as deserters and cowards." Sonia, the Fortress Flower, seemed to be boiling with anger. She looked at Arracca with a sharp gaze and enunciated each word clearly.
"Are you provoking me?"
Thales only felt that the atmosphere in front of him was getting more and more tense. The soldiers around him did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Arracca suddenly grinned and laughed out loud.
"If you say so, then so be it."
Under Sonia's increasingly terrifying gaze, Arracca stopped smiling. With an uncomfortable gaze, he swept a glance at Thales.
"So, you brought the prince back?" Arracca smiled and shook his head.
Thales flashed him a smile and nodded.
However, Arracca Murkh only smiled contemptuously, as if he did not care about the prince's friendly gesture at all. Thales was stunned.
The Transmigrator remembered.
This was the baron who led the army, Arracca Murkh, when King Kessel replied to the Eckstedt envoy, saying that "Baron Murkh has brought two thousand regular soldiers of the royal family to Broken Dragon Fortress".
He did not expect that he would dare to confront Sonia Sasere, the Fortress Flower, without showing any signs of weakness.
Baron Murkh exhaled softly. He looked at Sonia and said plainly, "Why?
Do you think that you have the right to condone deserters just because you have flattered the king's little bastard? "
'The king's little bastard?'
The surrounding soldiers burst into an uproar again.
Many gazes swept towards Thales.
Thales' expression also became unpleasant.
"He said that he is not a deserter." Sonia's expression was unpleasant. "He should have a chance to defend himself.
"Starlight Brigade never treats lives lightly."
Thales thought of something.
'Starlight Brigade.'
On the ground, Willow's expression became joyful. He nodded vigorously, but when he saw Murkh's expression, he still chose not to speak.
"Never treats lives lightly? As expected of the personal guard captain of the 'Starlight Brigade', "Arracca said with a smile," You carry out your duke's beliefs meticulously. "
Thales remembered that Sonia was once Aydi the Second's younger brother, a member of the Starlight Brigade under John Jadestar. It seemed that her status was not low — she was the personal guard captain.
"Ah, right, how did the duke die?" Arracca twisted his head and stared at Sonia.
The Fortress Flower's expression changed abruptly!
"He, who was kind and cherished life, was betrayed by those he 'never treated lightly'." As Sonia's face trembled, Arracca spoke in a mocking tone, "He died in the hands of his most trusted personal guard!
"What was that traitor's name again … Norfolk?"
Sonia clenched her fists tightly. The expression on her face was unreadable.
"Yes, it was the duke's personal guards of the Starlight Brigade who were personally trained by Sonia Sasere!"
Thales opened his mouth wide in shock.
Arracca's words had obviously stirred up a lot of people's nerves.
Because Thales could feel that the temperature around Sonia instantly dropped the moment she finished speaking.
The expressions of the dozen or so brave soldiers behind her, including Genard, changed at the same time.
The dozen or so burly men with fierce expressions walked forward together and stood behind Sonia.
Behind Arracca, the expressionless sword-and-shield soldiers also had unpleasant expressions. They surrounded Baron Murkh in unison, pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords, and stared coldly at the people opposite them.
The people from both sides were at each other's throats.
Sonia's pupils shrank slightly. She slowly walked forward with a cold and stern expression. She stared straight at Arracca, who was the same height as her.
Arracca also stared back at her coldly.
"Bah!" Sonia spat at Arracca's feet in an unceremonious manner. One could even say that she was very rude.
"You are a wild dog barking furiously, Arracca."
Arracca only chuckled and did not speak.
"Of course, I remember now. The Bloody Year." The Fortress Flower looked up at the chestnut-haired man and said coldly,
"Prince Horace died on the battlefield, but you came back alive."
Thales thought of something.
'Prince Horace? 'The Sword of Reversing Light?'
This time, it was Arracca's expression that changed drastically.
His eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
"Who knows …
"Was it you …"
Sonia's tone was filled with ridicule. She chuckled and said,
"Stabbed him in the back?"
Thales no longer had to doubt what the word 'contradiction' meant by Putray's words just now.
Because in the next moment, Arracca's fist and Sonia's palm collided violently.
Filled with anger, they collided violently in the air!
—
At the eastern border of Constellation and Eckstedt, around the Lonely Old Tower.
"No, I can't smell the scent of the Brotherhood's doctor.
"I can't go any deeper … In front of us is the road to Broken Dragon Fortress. I heard that the two countries are in a standoff … I don't want to get involved in the war."
The leader of the eight Psionic Warriors of Blood Bottle Gang, 'Red Viper' Nikolay clenched his fists in anger. He waved his subordinates away and looked at the blonde woman beside him.
"Also, can't you ask Lady Giza for help?"
'Damn it.
'This woman.
'Why was she the first to find the Blood Mystic?'
One of the Psionic Warriors of Blood Bottle Gang, 'Illusory Blade' Catherine, who was second only to Nikolay, turned around and showed a bright but inexplicably chilling smile. "Oh, looks like we lost him again.
"As for Lady Giza …" Catherine chuckled, which made Nikolay even angrier. "I said that she suddenly had an urgent matter and went west temporarily."
Catherine looked at Nikolay coldly.
'The Blood Mystic trusts me more … and she will only trust me.
'Even if the Air Mystic disappeared and' Chaotic Divine Soldier 'Song died, Blood Bottle Gang cannot be taken over by an idiot like you.'
However, she was also extremely anxious in her heart.
A day ago, they finally managed to persuade the Blood Mystic to come here with them to track down the Brotherhood's Strange Doctor.
However, Giza seemed to have suddenly sensed something. She hurriedly said, "I'm going to the west to take a look." Then, the Mystic disappeared before their eyes.
'My God, the west is the road to Broken Dragon Fortress. Countless armies from both countries are there. The atmosphere is tense, and there's even an existence like the Fortress Flower!
'No matter how strong a Mystic is, she can't fight against an entire army, can she?'
"It's better for us to solve the problem here as soon as possible," Nikolay said in an unpleasant tone. "Blood Bottle Gang has lost a lot of business. Many of our partners are … The women in Sera Dukedom are very dissatisfied with our population shortage. The Barren Bone people in the desert have started to contact the Brotherhood. The Forerunners have even directly closed their trade with us. And that group of rude swordsmen even questioned us about Groudon's death …
"We are pressed for time."
"I know." Catherine shook her head. "They are even more aggressive, asking us to provide more orphans … It's time for us to regain our prestige.
"So, that Doctor Ramon better be as important as you say!" Nikolay looked at his colleague and competitor with a displeased expression.
"Of course, this was leaked to us by the Cullen Family from the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department." Catherine chopped off a branch in front of her and continued to walk forward. "The news said that if we capture Ramon, we will know many of the Brotherhood's secrets."
'The Cullen Family?'
Nikolay frowned.
"And you should stop fantasizing about the Covendier Family," Catherine said sarcastically. "They don't treat us as humans at all."
"Will the Cullen Family be any better?" Nikolay retorted subconsciously. "Maybe the news this time is just the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department wanting us to cause some trouble for the Black Street Brotherhood!"
"That's right," Catherine said nonchalantly.
Nikolay was stunned.
He did not expect that this woman would actually agree with his words.
"The Brotherhood has expanded too quickly, especially after that night at Red Street Market. Almost all the underground forces in Eternal Star City have surrendered to Black Street.
"So, there are people who dislike them and want to cause trouble." Catherine stopped walking and frowned as she pondered. "There are also people who want to catch the mastermind behind them. I'm afraid that the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department and the Cullen Family have the same goal. Supporting us is the most direct way."
Nikolay smiled disdainfully. "So, we lost the battle at Red Street Market, and it was actually a good thing?"
"That was a heavy lesson. It reminded us that the Mystics are not omnipotent." Catherine concealed the disgust in her eyes and tried her best to speak sincerely.
"In the past, we did things our own way and even fought against each other. But on that night, we lost our most capable subordinates and manpower … For the sake of the Blood Bottle Gang's survival, perhaps it is time for us to let go of our former enmity …"
'Damn viper.'
She cursed in her heart.
'Do you think I don't know that you were the one who killed Ralf?
'One day …'
Nikolay was silent for a while, as if he was carefully considering Catherine's words.
In the end, the Red Viper said hesitantly.
"Although I still don't like you.
"But I have to admit that what you said makes sense …
"We are facing the biggest crisis since our establishment. We must cooperate sincerely to get through it."
However, Nikolay was thinking fiercely in his heart.
'This damn viper, do you think I can't see through your act?'
Catherine smiled. "I am glad that you think so."
Nikolay waved his hand and recalled the people from the Blood Bottle Gang. He shrugged indifferently. "After all, we are in the same gang."
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