"Raphael." Yalina suddenly raised her head.
"Hmm?" Han Jin put down the book in his hand and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"I think that Chazeaux … is not bad."
"No one said he was a bad guy." Han Jin laughed.
"But why are you so hostile towards him?"
"I'm hostile towards him?" Han Jin's expression became serious. If Yalina could see it, then the others could as well. Was his performance that bad?! Han Jin coughed softly. "Yalina, how did you see it?"
"I …" Yalina looked a little distressed. She frowned and thought for a long time. "It's a feeling … Although you are very polite to him, I know that you dislike him very much."
"Feeling?" Han Jin didn't know what to say. He didn't expect a woman's intuition to be so sharp. Of course, this was also because Yalina had devoted all her heart to Han Jin, so it was very likely that she could sense the change in his mood.
"Raphael, why?" Yalina asked seriously.
"No …" Han Jin shook his head. "It's just that he came from the Dragon Realm and is the representative of the Dragon Clan, so I just kept my guard up. I didn't feel any hostility towards him. Otherwise, why would I let him go today?"
"But he gave you so much Star Gold."
"Do you think I'm like you, bought over by a small gift?" Han Jin smiled and pinched Yalina's nose.
"No!" Yalina shook her head coquettishly.
Once again, Han Jin picked up his own book and began to read it quietly. It was a book about psychic power that Solomon had given him. Many of the books contained Solomon's own insights and experiences, which had a great impact on Han Jin. In the past, when he practiced Taoism, he only knew how to practice it, but not why. Now, he had learned to think.
Yalina laid on Han Jin's chest and looked up at Han Jin silently. After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Raphael, can you promise me something?"
"What is it?"
"When you find a suitable dwarven craftsman and enough Meteoric Iron, you must let me be there when you want to make a magic item!"
"Sure."
"It's a deal!" Yalina stretched out her hand.
"It's a deal." Han Jin smiled and patted Yalina's hand.
"Meteorite iron … There are more than 20 weapon shops in the Holy Crown City. You should be able to find a lot of it, but it's not easy to find a suitable dwarven craftsman." Yalina frowned and thought for Han Jin.
"Why are you looking for dwarven craftsmen?"
"Get them to create props."
"There's no need for that." Han Jin pointed at his nose. "I'm the best blacksmith."
"Stop lying. Then why did you need the Dwarves to forge items for you before?"
"That was in the past. Besides, Stardust Gold is a little special. Letting the dwarves make it is purely a waste of materials."
"If the Dwarves heard what you said, they would come to your door and fight you to the death." Yalina giggled.
"There are plenty of people who want to fight me to the death." Han Jin sighed. "No matter who they are, as long as they dare to come, I welcome them."
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, followed by Guevara's voice, "Raphael, are you inside?"
Yalina was shocked. She quickly jumped up from the bed, put on her little boots, walked to the table, and tidied her hair in front of the mirror. She let out a sigh of relief and signaled to Han Jin with her eyes that it was time for Guevara to come in.
"Come in." Han Jin said softly.
Guevara walked in and saw Yalina in the room. He couldn't help but smile. "Sorry to disturb you."
"You rarely come here to see me. What happened?" Han Jin sat up and asked with a smile.
"You still have the nerve to ask me?" Guevara said angrily. "Tomorrow is Stillberg and Miriam's wedding day. Don't you care about anything? You came here to read books?! "
"I have never planned a wedding for anyone. I don't know anything about it."
"I don't either." Guevara glared at Han Jin. "Forget it, it's useless to talk to you about this. But you should be the one making decisions about the guests, right? Who should be invited and who shouldn't be invited? Give me a list early so that I can send out the invitations. "
"Guests? Who do you want to invite? "Han Jin was stunned.
"A lot. For example, the generals under Lang Ning and the nobles in Holy Crown City."
"Is there a need to be so extravagant?"
"I don't care. Stillberg is your man. If you don't want to be extravagant, we won't be extravagant. Even if you don't even prepare a wedding room for Stillberg, I have no objections." Guevara shrugged his shoulders. "Anyway, we have enough manpower and can change the plan at any time. Actually … I also feel that extravagance is not good. I'm afraid that the kid will become arrogant because of the favor, which will be detrimental to his future."
"My opinion is … it's enough for us to have some fun with our own people. Don't invite outsiders." Han Jin was not afraid of spending money. He liked peace and quiet, and Stillberg's identity was only his servant. It would not be good for the occasion to be too grand. Moreover, Han Jin had decided to hold the wedding on the God of War. He felt uncomfortable letting so many unrelated people set foot here. The God of War was his ritual implement, not a market.
"Understood." Guevara nodded. "Oh right, there's one more thing. Schumann is here. He asked me to tell you that the organization of the Purple Flower has sent someone to pick you up."
Han Jin frowned and did not speak.
"Raphael, tell me honestly. What's going on with the Purple Flower?" Guevara asked. "If it wasn't for my urgent question and my bad attitude, Schumann probably wouldn't have said anything. He even wants to hide it from me?"
"Haha …" Han Jin laughed.
"Raphael, Mr. Guevara, you two talk first. I have something to discuss with Lesley and Lorraine." Yalina stood up knowingly.
"Yalina, don't go. It's time for you to know these things." Han Jin said softly, "However, when you walk out of this room, don't tell anyone, including the people you trust the most! Understand? "
"I know, Raphael. Don't worry!" Yalina said with surprise and joy.
"The Purple Flower organization was created by the Abyss Demon Donald," Han Jin said slowly.
"Donald?" Guevara was shocked. "How does it have anything to do with him?"
"It is said that Donald was born in the Purple Flower of Hell and has always been fond of them. That's why he named the organization Purple Flower. It has been around for a long time. They have controlled many humans, beasts, and even elves and are active on the surface." Han Jin pondered. "The reason why you don't know about their existence is because they rarely take action. Their mission is to record everything they see and hear. They only record it and never interfere with the direction of the various forces. They never threaten or harm people, so people naturally can't detect them."
"They also control the elves? How can the elves be controlled by them? "Yalina asked in surprise.
"Whether it's humans or elves, there will always be people who are dissatisfied. They are dissatisfied with their companions, their rulers, or the ideals imposed on them by others. They are dissatisfied with the current situation of the continent. This gave the Purple Flower an opportunity," Han Jin said, "Actually, the mission of the Purple Flower is very similar to another organization, the Dark Night Aurora."
"What is the Dark Night Aurora?" Guevara asked.
"You shouldn't be asking me this question." Han Jin smiled.
"Then who should I ask?"
"Of course it's Majordomo Gail. Don't forget, his nickname is the Left Hand of Darkness." Han Jin said softly, "This nickname has two meanings."
"He … is the leader of the Dark Night Aurora?"
"You can say that." Han Jin nodded.
"That old man actually kept his mouth shut!" Guevara's eyes flashed coldly, and then he smiled. He could understand. If everyone would tell their secrets to their trusted friends, then there would be no real secrets in the world.
"But … Majordomo Gail probably won't care about the Dark Night Aurora anymore, but they will still keep in touch."
"Majordomo won't care? Then who will care? "
"Of course it will be the right hand."
"Hehe … Majordomo Gail is the left hand, and now there is a right hand. Shouldn't there be eyes, heart, and brain?"
"I don't know." Han Jin looked at Guevara's suspicious eyes and smiled. "I really don't know."
"Okay." Guevara sighed softly. "Then let's change the topic. Looking at your expression just now … you seem to be in a difficult position."
"Yes." Han Jin paused. "The Purple Flower organization is Donald's claws on the ground. I really want to destroy them all, but … the consequences are unpredictable. I'm worried …"
"What are you worried about?" Guevara said slowly, "Yes, Donald is indeed very powerful, but this is our territory. It is not Donald's place to abuse his power."
"You don't know how critical the situation is now." Han Jin smiled bitterly.
"Critical?"
"Let's give an example. For example, we also have an organization comparable to the Dark Night Aurora. Will we send them to the southwest to gather information on Nicholas?"
"Maybe … we can send a small number of them, but we will definitely not focus on the southwest."
"Why?"
"Because there are still many enemies nearby, because …" Guevara's face suddenly changed.
"Because Nicholas is too far away from us. In a short period of time, it is impossible for us to have a conflict with him, right?" Han Jin said slowly, "But why would Donald plant his Purple Flower on our continent? They are even further away from us! "
Guevara took a deep breath. He could not answer because the secret behind this was too terrifying!
"In fact, Donald had already prepared for a full-scale invasion. He helped Zagunéd to test the waters!" Han Jin's eyes kept flashing. "In the end … what did Donald see? He gave Zagunéd a third-rate army. But Zagunéd relied on this third-rate army to expand his own territory and beat the Holy Crown City and Wild Willow City until they could not breathe! "
Guevara clenched his fists and then slowly loosened them.
"We can't hide it at all. Even a fool can see that the continent has become weak because of the years of war!" Han Jin said word by word, "In three to five years, or at most twenty years, Donald's army will definitely appear on the surface. The second continental war will definitely break out! This is not my judgment, but Grand Duke Solomon's. "
Guevara felt like he was struck by lightning and murmured, "Continental war …" When the last continental war broke out, almost all the races on the surface were destroyed. Even the arrogant Dragon Race suffered heavy losses. Fortunately, four heroes appeared in the end. Under the leadership of the God of War Abraham, the Elf Messenger Doreen, the Mountain King Dantin, and the Saint Knight Gotha, the races on the surface turned the tide and drove the Abyss Race back to the underground. What did the races on the surface have now? Years of war, people had no way to make a living, various resources were seriously wasted, and there was an irreconcilable hatred between them. How could they fight against the Abyss Race in such a situation?
"The main reason why Donald can maintain an observing attitude is that he is very satisfied with the current situation on the continent. The longer the chaos continues, the weaker the resistance will be." Han Jin said in a low voice, "But he won't always remain silent. After observing for so long, there will be a day when he can't hold back and raise his butcher's knife."
"You just said … you don't dare to touch Donald's Purple Garden Flower? What do they have to do with this? "Guevara asked.
"If we touch the Purple Garden Flower, it will undoubtedly tell Donald that we have discovered his intentions and have begun to eliminate his minions. If we are discovered … what's the point of continuing to be a spectator?" Han Jin said slowly, "Donald is very likely to start the war in advance, but I am not ready, and neither is Grand Duke Solomon."
"Does Grand Duke Solomon know about Donald's Purple Garden Flower?"
"I don't know." Han Jin replied, "But I have already written a letter to Grand Duke Solomon and asked Majordomo Gail to send it back."
Guevara walked around in the room with his hands behind his back. His face was very serious. He came today to ask who he should invite to the wedding tomorrow, but he did not expect to find out such a shocking secret. He also could not understand why Han Jin would bury such an important matter in his heart and not reveal anything. If he had not been curious and forced the existence of the Purple Garden Flower out of Schumann, perhaps Han Jin would still not tell him.
After a long while, Guevara suddenly said, "In battle, soldiers will inevitably be injured. If they do not receive timely treatment from the priests, their wounds will very likely fester and even rot. The only way to save their lives is to dig out the rotten muscles as early as possible. Some soldiers are afraid of pain and only bandage their wounds, hoping that the rotten muscles will return to normal. Haha … Do you know? This is purely a fantasy. In the end, they will pay a heavy price. "
Han Jin did not speak. He knew that Guevara's words had a deeper meaning.
"Donald's Purple Garden Flower is just a piece of rotten muscle to us!" Guevara suddenly stopped and turned his gaze to Han Jin. "Raphael, let me ask you. If Donald's army has already appeared on the surface, will the Purple Garden Flower be a big threat to us?"
"Very big." Han Jin nodded. "They understand us and can continuously send information about us to Donald. They will even secretly sabotage us."
"Let me ask you again. Will Donald's army appear on the surface?"
"Yes, it is only a matter of time."
"So, whether we touch the Purple Garden Flower or not, we will not be able to change Donald's decision?" Guevara sneered.
"Yes."
"Then why are you hesitating?" Guevara said slowly. "Do you want to be like those cowardly fools and wait for the rotten muscles to grow back by themselves?"
"I know what you said, but time …"
"Time?" Guevara sighed softly. "We now have a formidable enemy in the form of the orcs. Once we eliminate the orcs, there's still Chesam from Depew City and Cold Shadow City. What you're saying is … once we eliminate these opponents, we'll have nothing to worry about, and then we can fight Donald with all our might. You're hoping that Donald will attack after we're free, but you don't want to anger him now? “
Han Jin raised his eyebrows. He suddenly realized where he had made a mistake. He was thinking too much!
"If Donald's target is the entire continent … then the Purple Garden Flower's range of activities must be very wide. You just said that the members of this organization are not only humans, but also elves and orcs. Can I think of it this way? In other areas, such as the Southwest District, there are also members of the Purple Garden Flower active. It's just that we were lucky and found them in time. "Guevara said softly," Didn't you notice? The situation on the continent is changing. Nicholas has almost unified the Southwest. His actions are a signal. Perhaps … it won't be long before the continent changes from chaos to a situation where several grand duchies rule over each other. This is not what Donald wants to see! "
Han Jin smiled bitterly. He understood what Guevara meant.
"Alright, let's say Donald doesn't care about Nicholas." Guevara said, "Do you really think Donald will give you enough time to eliminate your opponents and grow stronger?"
"I know what to do," Han Jin said softly.
Han Jin didn't want to touch the Purple Garden Flower. It wasn't because he was weak. When he used a playful tone to evaluate the Guardian of the Dragon City, Chazeaux, he didn't realize that he was another Chazeaux. Chazeaux was far-sighted. Based on various considerations, he didn't want to have a conflict with Han Jin. So, he chose to retreat. Han Jin was the same. He didn't want to face the army of the Abyss Race when they were surrounded by enemies. So, he also chose to retreat.
Guevara, on the other hand, was quite different from them. He had been through hundreds of battles and had developed a tenacious and tough personality. He had also experienced a life and death experience in prison, which had allowed him to see through everything. The amount of information he had was far less than Han Jin, but he could see things more clearly than Han Jin.
(Since February, I've been working hard on writing. My update schedule is unstable because I really can't save up enough chapters. Five thousand words a day usually takes me seven to ten hours. A friend suggested that I write a little more every day and slowly save up. But after I finish my daily tasks, I just want to get away from the computer. I can't sit down at all, but I've sat enough. To me, if I want to increase my writing speed, there is only one way, and that is to reduce the quality. I can't have the best of both worlds. I don't have the strength to write. Anyway, I will try my best to reach my limit. I will try my best to not let down my friends who spend money on reading. This is my greatest ability. The double monthly tickets have begun. I hope everyone can help. If you have the monthly tickets, don't keep them. Give me some encouragement and motivation …)
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