Warlord of Chaos Chapter 383: Advent

"Raphael." Yalena suddenly raised her head.

"Huh?" Han Jin put down the book in his hand and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I think that Xia Zuo...seems pretty good."

"No one said he was a bad guy." Han Jin laughed.

"But why are you hostile to him?"

"I'm hostile to him?" Han Jin couldn't help but become serious. If Yalena could see it, let alone the others, could it be that his performance was so bad? ! Han Jin coughed lightly: "Yarina, where did you see it?"

"I..." Yalena looked a little distressed, she frowned and thought for a long time: "It's a feeling... Although you are very polite to him, I just know that you are very repulsive to him .”

"Feeling?" Han Jin didn't know what to say. He didn't expect that a woman's intuition would be so keen. It is possible to sense the change in his mood.

"Raphael, why?" Yalena asked seriously.

"No more..." Han Jin shook his head: "It's just because he comes from the Dragon Realm and is a representative of the Dragon Clan, so I just keep vigilant, but it's not hostile, otherwise, how could I let him go today? "

"But they gave you so much star gold."

"You think I'm you, and I'll be bribed if you give me a small gift?" Han Jin smiled and pinched Yalena's nose.

"That's not it!" Yalena shook her head coquettishly.

Han Jin picked up his book again, and looked quietly. Many of the books on spiritual power that Solomon gave him were Solomon's own perceptions and experiences, which had a huge impact on him. When practicing Taoism, he just knows it but doesn't know why, but now he has learned to think.

Yarina lay on Han Jin's chest, looked up at Han Jin silently, and couldn't help it after a while: "Raphael, promise me something, okay?"

"What is it?"

"When you find a suitable dwarf craftsman and enough meteoric iron, you want to create magic props, and you must let me be there!"

"Sure."

"It's a deal!" Yalena stretched out her little hand.

"It's a deal." Han Jin smiled and patted Yalena's little hand.

"Meteorite...there are more than 20 weapon shops in Holy Crown City, and you should be able to find quite a few, but it's not easy to find a suitable dwarf craftsman." Yalena frowned and planned for Han Jin .

"What do you want to do with a dwarf craftsman?"

"Let them build props."

"No need." Han Jin pointed to his nose: "I am the best blacksmith."

"Stop lying, then why did you need dwarves to forge props for you?"

"It was in the past, and star gold is a bit special. Letting dwarves make it is a waste of materials."

"If the dwarves heard what you said, they would all come to your door and fight you desperately." Yalina chuckled.

"Are there still few people who want to fight me hard?" Han Jin sighed lightly: "No matter who they are, as long as they dare to come, I welcome them."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and then Guevara's voice came: "Rafael, are you in?"

Yarina was shocked, jumped up from the bed in a hurry, put on her little boots in a hurry, walked to the table and sat down, and then straightened her hair in front of the mirror before letting out a sigh of relief and looking at Han Jin signaled that Guevara could come in.

"Come in." Han Jin said softly.

Guevara came in from the outside, saw that Yalena was also in the room, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm sorry to bother you."

"You rarely come here to find me, what happened?" Han Jin sat up and asked with a smile.

"Are you still ashamed to ask me?" Guevara said angrily, "Tomorrow is the day when Stillberg and Miriam get married, so you don't care about anything? Come here to read a book?!"

"I've never planned a wedding for someone else, and I don't understand."

"Me neither." Guevara glared at Han Jin: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you these things, but you should make up your mind about the guests, right? Who should be invited, who should not be invited, Give me a list early so I can send out the invitation."

"Guest? Who do you want to invite?" Han Jin was taken aback.

"There are many, for example, the generals under Lang Ning, and the nobles in the Holy Crown City."

"There is no need to be so extravagant, right?"

"I don't care. Stillberg belongs to you. If you say don't waste money, we won't waste money. Even if you don't even prepare a wedding room for Steelberg, I have no objection." Guevara Shrugging his shoulders: "Anyway, our manpower is sufficient, and we can change the plan at any time. In fact... I also think that extravagance is a bit bad. I'm afraid that the kid will be arrogant, which will be bad for his future."

"My opinion is... It's enough for us to have fun together, don't invite outsiders." Han Jin is not afraid of spending money, he likes to be clean, and Steelberg's identity is just his servant , The scene is too big, which is not good, not to mention that Han Jin decided to hold a wedding on the Zhanshen, and let many unrelated people set foot here, he felt very uncomfortable, Zhanshen is his magic weapon, not a vegetable market.

"Understood." Guevara nodded: "By the way, there is one more thing. Schumann is here. He asked me to tell you that the organization of Asteria sent someone over to connect."

Han Jin frowned, pondered and did not speak.

"Raphael, tell me frankly, what happened to that aster flower?" Guevara asked, "If I hadn't asked in a hurry and my attitude was a bit bad, Schumann probably wouldn't know anything. Say, even I want to hide it?"

"Hehe..." Han Jin smiled.

"Raphael, Mr. Guevara, you guys talk first, I'm going out to find Leslie and Lorraine to do something." Yalena stood up knowingly.

"Yarina, don't leave, you should know about these things." Han Jin said softly, "However, when you get out of this room, don't tell anyone, including your most trusted person! Do you understand?"

"I know, Raphael, don't worry!" Yalena said in surprise and joy.

"The organization of Ziyuanhua was created by Donald, the great demon of the abyss." Han Jin said slowly.

"Donald?" Guevara said in horror, "How does it have anything to do with him?"

"It is said that Donald was born among the flowers of asters in Hell. He has always had a special liking for asters, so he named this organization Asters. It has been a long time since they controlled many humans and beasts. There are even elves, moving around on the ground.” Han Jin pondered: “The reason why you don’t know their existence is because they seldom take action, and their task is to capture everything they see and hear Record it, just write it down, never interfere with the direction of the various forces, they never threaten or harm people, and people will naturally not be able to detect them."

"They also controlled the elves? How could the elves obey their orders?" Yalena asked in surprise.

"Whether it is a human or an elf, there will always be people who are dissatisfied, dissatisfied with their companions, dissatisfied with the ruler, or dissatisfied with the ideals imposed on them by others, dissatisfied with the status quo of the mainland, this gives the aster flower We can take advantage of this opportunity." Han Jin said: "Actually, the mission of Ziyuanhua is very similar to that of another organization, Aurora in the Dark Night."

"What is the aurora in the dark night?" Guevara asked.

"You shouldn't ask me this question." Han Jin smiled.

"Then who to ask?"

"Of course it's Manager Gail. Don't forget, his nickname is Dark Left Hand." Han Jin said softly, "This nickname has double meanings."

"He...is the leader of Dark Night Aurora?"

"You can say that." Han Jin nodded.

"That old fellow kept his mouth shut to me!" Guevara's eyes flashed coldly, and then he smiled too. He could understand that if everyone would tell their secrets to their trusted friends, then there would still be more people in the world. Will there be a real secret?

"However... Manager Gail should not care about the Aurora in the Dark Night now, but they will still keep in touch."

"Gail doesn't care? Who cares?"

"The right hand, of course."

"Hehe... Manager Gail is left-handed, and now there is a right hand, shouldn't he still have eyes, a heart and a brain?"

"I don't know." Han Jin looked at Guevara's suspicious eyes and smiled, "I really don't know."

"Okay." Guevara sighed lightly: "Then let's change the topic. Just now, seeing your expression...you seem to be in a dilemma?"

"Yes." Han Jin paused: "The Ziyuanhua organization is Donald's minions 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, and it's not Donald's turn to dominate."

"You don't know how critical the situation is now." Han Jin smiled wryly.

"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 region to spy on Nicholas' intelligence?"

"Maybe... a small number can be dispatched, but we will never focus on the southwest region."

"Why?"

"Because there are still many enemies near us, because..." Guevara's face suddenly changed.

"Because Nicholas is too far away from us, it is impossible for us to conflict with him in a short time, right?" Han Jin said slowly: "But why would Donald plant his asters in our On the mainland? The distance between them and us is even further!"

Guevara took a long breath, but he couldn't answer, because the secret behind the scenes was really terrible!

"Actually, Donald is ready for a full-scale invasion. His helping Zaguned is a temptation!" Han Jin's eyes kept flickering: "Finally...what did Donald see? He gave Zaguned's army is only a third-rate army, but Zaguned relied on such a third-rate army to open up his own territory, and defeated the Holy Crown City and Yeliu City!"

Guevara's fists were clenched violently, and then slowly loosened.

"We can't hide it at all. Even a fool can see that the mainland has become weak due to years of melee!" Han Jin said word by word: "At least three to five years, at most twenty years , Donald's army will definitely appear on the ground, and the Second Continental War will definitely break out! This is not my judgment, it is the judgment of the Grand Duke of Solomon."

As if struck by lightning, Guevara murmured: "Continental War..." When the last continental war broke out, all races on the ground were almost destroyed, and even the mighty Dragon Clan suffered heavy losses. Fortunately, four people appeared in the end. Under the leadership of the **** of war Abraham, the elf messenger Doreen, the mountain king Dandin and the holy knight Gotha, the ground race turned defeat into victory and drove the abyss race back to the ground. What are the ground races now? Years of chaotic wars, people living in dire straits, all kinds of resources being seriously wasted, and mutual hatred that cannot be resolved have been planted. With this situation, how can they fight against the abyssal race?

"Donald is able to maintain an observation attitude mainly because he is satisfied with the current situation in the mainland. The longer the chaos lasts, the weaker the resistance will naturally be." Han Jin whispered: "But he won't Keeping silent all the time, after watching for so long, he will finally have a day when he can't hold back, and then he raises his butcher knife."

"You just said...you dare not touch Donald's asters? What do they have to do with this?" Guevara asked.

"Moving the aster flower is undoubtedly telling Donald that we have discovered your plan and started to eliminate your minions. We were discovered...is there any point in continuing to be a spectator?" Han Jin said slowly : "Donald is very likely to launch a war in advance, but I am not ready, nor is the Grand Duke of Solomon."

"Does Grand Duke Solomon know about Donald's asters?"

"I don't know." Han Jin replied: "But I have already written a letter to the Grand Duke of Solomon, and asked Gail to send someone back."

Guevara walked around the room with his hands behind his back, his face extremely solemn. He came today just to ask who should be invited to tomorrow's wedding, but he didn't expect to learn a shocking secret, and he couldn't understand it How could it be possible for Han Jin to bury such an important matter in his heart without revealing a word? If he hadn't accidentally asked Schumann about the existence of asters because of his curiosity, perhaps Han Jin still wouldn't have told him.

After a while, Guevara suddenly said: "In battle, soldiers will inevitably be injured. If the priest does not heal them in time, the wounds may fester or even rot. If you want to save your life, the only way is to Dig out the rotten muscle early. Some soldiers are afraid of pain, so they just bandage the wound, hoping that the rotten muscle will return to normal by itself, haha...you know? This is pure fantasy, and in the end, they must pay a heavy price. "

Han Jin didn't speak, he knew that there was a deep meaning hidden in Guevara's words.

"Donald's aster flower is a rotten muscle to us!" Guevara stopped abruptly, and turned his gaze to Han Jin: "Rafael, I ask you, if Donald's army has appeared On the ground, is the aster flower organization very harmful to us?"

"Very big." Han Jin nodded: "They understand us, they can continuously pass on our information to Donald, and even carry out sabotage in secret."

"Let me ask you again, is it true that Donald's army will appear on the ground."

"Well, it's just a matter of time."

"That is to say, no matter how we move the asters, we can't change Donald's decision?" Guevara sneered.

"That's it."

"Then why are you hesitating?!" Guevara said slowly: "Do you want to be like those cowardly fools, waiting for the rotten muscles to grow back?"

"I know what you said, but time..."

"Time?" Guevara sighed softly: "We now have the formidable enemy of the orcs, we have wiped out the orcs, and Chessom of Deep City and Cold Shadow City, what do you mean... We eliminated these opponents, solved our worries, and then we can go all out to fight Donald. Do you want Donald to attack after we free up, and now you don't want to provoke him?"

Han Jin raised his eyebrows, he suddenly found out where he made a mistake, he was a little whimsical!

"If Donald's goal is the entire continent...then the scope of activities of the aster must be very wide. You just said that the members of this organization include not only humans, but also elves and orcs? Can I think so, In other areas, such as the southwest area, there are also members of Ziyuanhua active, but we were lucky and found them in time." Guevara said softly: "Didn't you pay attention? The situation in the mainland is changing, Nicholas has almost unified the southwest region, and what he has done is a signal, maybe... it won't take long before the continent will change from chaos to a situation where several grand duchies are separated, this is definitely not what Donald wants to see!"

Han Jin showed a wry smile~IndoMTL.com~He understood what Guevara meant.

"Well, even if Donald doesn't care about Nikolai." Guevara said: "Do you really think that Donald will give you enough time to eliminate your opponent and grow stronger?"

"I understand what I should do." Han Jin said softly.

Han Jin didn't want to touch Ziyuanhua, not because he was weak in heart. When he commented on Xia Zuo, the guardian of the Dragon Realm, in a playful tone, he didn't realize that he was another Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo had a long-term vision. Based on various considerations, he didn't want to conflict with Han Jin, so he chose to back down, and Han Jin was the same. He didn't want to face the army of the abyss race when he was surrounded by enemies and waiting to be reborn, so he also chose to back down. .

However, Guevara is quite different from them. Through many battles, he has developed a tenacious and tough character, and has also experienced a life in prison where he survived the death. The content of information is far less than that of Hanjin, but it is more thorough than Hanjin.

(Since February, I have been working hard to code words. My update time is unstable because I really can’t save the manuscript. Five thousand words a day usually takes me seven to ten hours. A friend suggested that I , write a little more every day, and save it slowly, but after I finish the daily tasks, I just want to escape from the computer far away, I can’t sit down at all, and I can’t sit down enough. There is only one way, lower the quality, I can’t have the best of both worlds, I don’t have that writing power, anyway, I will try my best to do my best, and try my best to be worthy of friends who spend money to read books. Help, don’t keep the monthly pass, give me some encouragement and motivation...)

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