The Devil’s Cage Chapter 51: Replace
When hungry, the smell of fried chicken is full of temptation.
Even the well-known Edson trances.
But, in the next moment, ‘Blade of Hunting’ will recover, he clenched his dagger, ready to subdue this guy who is close to him.
As for direct killing?
Not feeling that Edson of evil intent is not going to do this.
However, Holleka is faster.
"Viper Sect."
When Edson is about to shoot, Holleka whispered, and at the same time, there are several gestures that only Demon Hunter knows.
"Viper Sect?"
Edson was startled.
However, Holleka didn't pay attention to so much, and took out the fried chicken that he just bought at the market.
Although I don’t know why the instructor asked him to bring fried chicken to Wolf Sect Demon Hunter, Holleka did not have any doubts. The instructor naturally had the instructor’s idea.
He, just obey.
When Holleka reached into his arms, Edson's eyes were full of vigilance.
Undoubtedly, if Holleka changes a little, it will usher in a fatal blow.
Just...
Fried chicken? !
Edson froze again.
He really did not expect that Holleka would take out fried chicken from his arms.
"For me?"
Edson asked in a daze.
"Uh."
Holleka nodded.
After a little hesitation, after rumbling twice in the stomach, Edson finally took over the fried chicken. After careful inspection, the old Demon Hunter began to gobble up.
Looking at the food phase of Edson, Holleka was stunned.
Did I buy less?
Holleka secretly asked himself.
In less than five seconds, a whole fried chicken was removed, and even the bone of the belt was swallowed completely by the old Demon Hunter.
"Is it still needed?"
"There are also cake sellers over there."
Holleka asked.
"No more."
The old Demon Hunter serene said.
But the oil residue on the corner of the mouth is very conspicuous.
Holleka glanced and dropped his eyes.
"I’m telling you something about ‘Quiet Night Secret Society’..."
Holleka recounts the plan of ‘Instigator’.
"That guy!"
Old Demon Hunter squinted in both eyes, the cold light flashed, murderous intent revealed.
Old Demon Hunter is no stranger to ‘Instigator’.
In addition to the identity of the other party's "Quiet Night Secret Society" member, the old Demon Hunter is a must-kill for the other party.
However, before that, he looked at Holleka.
"Are you "spy"?"
Old Demon Hunter lowered his voice, his lips did not move, and the voice came from his throat.
Although some members of the Viper Sect in front of him have hidden some things, but if Edson can’t find some of them, he should really retire.
Holleka nodded.
Before he came, he knew his identity must be known to the other party.
Also, some things must be coordinated with each other.
Therefore, there is nothing to hide.
Looking at the nodded Holleka, the old Demon Hunter stared for a few seconds.
Then, he leaned slightly.
This is a tribute to Demon Hunter.
Because he knows the dangers of Lurker, he is also more aware of what the other party is seeing.
"Hide yourself in the shadow..."
"Merge into the enemy?"
Old Demon Hunter heart sighed.
He recalled the three Viper Sect Demon Hunter he had seen.
One is very traditional ‘Hunter’, that kind of breath can’t hide him.
The other is that his breath is subtle, which makes him vigilant.
There is this in front of me, but I am willing to lurk.
Until now, the old Demon Hunter finally had a more specific understanding of Viper Sect.
Similar to Wolf Sect Demon Hunter.
It has a different style of behavior.
Hopefully remember the ‘Demon Hunter’ code.
After heart silently blessed, the old Demon Hunter spoke straight away.
"Now I need to act as a "fuze" to detonate this matter?"
"Yes."
"You need to "kill" me, and then go to prison quickly."
"The "radish" hotel is our temporary resting place. When you finish saving people, you can go to find us."
After Holleka finished speaking, he concealed the shadow on the side and left quickly.
The mission given to him by the tutor was not completed.
He needs to keep working hard.
The old Demon Hunter didn't disappear until the figure of Holleka disappeared completely. Then he came out of the corner. Instead of acting immediately, he went to the market and bought some necessities.
For example...cake.
......
Luncal walks in first ring in Atandin Castle.
This is still a business district.
However, because of the proximity to seventh ring, the place is getting cleaner and tidy, and the shops are gradually becoming high-end. Those rare jewelry and jewelry shops are becoming common here.
And some high-end restaurants abound here too.
However, Luncal does not care about these.
He is looking for a ‘dark whistle’, War God Temple’s ‘dark whistle’.
In Atandin Castle, War God Temple used to have a large number of Mingwei whistle.
However, after ‘Black Disaster’, Ming Wei all retreated to seventh ring where ‘War God Temple’ was located, and the dark whistle was even reduced.
At least, that’s what it looks like.
In fact?
The number of dark whistle is cut.
More often, it becomes more secret.
The Deacons of ‘Holy Judgment Office’ have become more difficult to distinguish.
Fortunately, as one of the most famous field personnel of ‘Quiet Night Secret Society’, Luncal is not an unsung name. He knows that there are no less than five War God Temple secret whistle in Atandin Castle.
But he didn't say anything.
He needs these dark whistle to bring more value to him.
For example, this time.
As for why choose this?
Naturally because the whistle here has the highest equivalence.
According to the judgment of Luncal after several contacts, the main messenger here is at least one Priest, even Sword Priest.
So, he was very careful when he walked into this ‘Etolin tailor shop’ again.
He tried to keep himself as a member of ‘Quiet Night Secret Society’ who was ‘undetected and only treated the other as a normal tailor’.
Of course, this is in heart.
Face?
He still wears that habitual smile.
Anything different will cause the other party to be vigilant.
The Priest of War God Temple is not so easy to fool.
dīng!
Wind chimes sound.
"Etolin, I'm here again."
Luncal greeted the shop owner and Unique/only tailor.
This is an old man with gray hair, wearing glasses and a slight rickety body, but the action is still neat, a tape measure is hung around the neck, even when talking, the scissors in his hand did not stop.
"Welcome, Renel."
"What do you need this time?"
The old tailor called out the pseudonym of Luncal.
"I need a formal dress."
"I have a ‘meeting’ to attend in a few days.”
Luncal said with a smile.
He did not lie.
'representative meeting' is also a meeting.
"Oh, what kind of meeting?"
The old tailor pushed his glasses.
"A very cumbersome meeting."
The smile on Luncal’s face converged slightly, and then he shook his head, obviously not wanting to say anything on this topic.
"Do I need to prepare something?"
"Except for the formal dress."
Ask Luncal.
"I suggest you to accompany a silver brooch as a dark formal Unique/only accessory. For a hat, you have to choose depending on the situation, but a pair of same color leather shoes is indispensable."
The old tailor said very professionally.
"What about the shape of the brooch?"
"I will make your shoes here."
"You know my size."
Luncal said.
"Yes."
"The brooch should be as concise as possible."
"No need to be too complicated."
"Don’t be too aggressive."
"What do you think of a four-leaf clover?"
"It represents luck."
The old tailor pointed again.
"Are you lucky?"
"Yes."
"This is exactly what I need."
"How much is it?"
Luncal directly took out his wallet.
"85Gold Puton, dress 50, leather shoes 20, silver clover brooch 15."
"If you rush, you need to pay an additional 10Gold Puton."
The old tailor quoted a price that was in line with seventh ring.
Luncal ordered a good draft from the wallet and placed it on the old tailor’s table.
"Please as soon as possible."
"I need it urgently."
When Luncal was leaving, he asked.
"Relax."
"After two days, you will be able to pick it up."
The old tailor promises.
The two sides say goodbye to each other just like real tailors and customers.
However, when the tailor's shop door was closed, the old tailor's slightly sloppy body straightened up.
The sharp light cannot be blocked by the glasses.
After closing the back door, he turned and walked upstairs.
Out of the tailor shop, Luncal heart sighed slightly.
Everything went better than he thought.
Next?
Yes, naturally, wait quietly.
However, it is not Luncal's habit to wait.
He chose a high-end restaurant and sat at the restaurant second floor.
"A cup of lime water, a cream cake, and a cocoa cake."
Luncal took out two Gold Putons and put them in the hands of the waiter.
Cream and cocoa are not cheap.
However, you can't spend two Gold Puton.
Half of them are considered tips.
Luncal understands the importance of Gold Puton.
So, in less than two minutes of addition, all the meals he ordered were served, and when he proposed to sit at the window, the waiter took the initiative to negotiate with the guests at that table.
That is a youngster.
Clothes look simple, but they are exquisite, and faces are ordinary.
When I heard the request from the waiter.
This youngster stood up without rejection.
"Thank you."
Luncal smiles and thanks.
"Nothing."
youngster waved his hand and, under the guidance of the waiter, sat in the original Luncal position.
All this is normal.
Every day it happens in the restaurant, so nobody cares.
Luncal has not found anything to worry about in youngster.
As for that dress?
Please, this is the upper seventh ring of Atandin Castle, a place where the upper class personage lives. This kind of clothing is too ordinary. If it is really shabby, it will be very conspicuous.
So, Luncal quickly focused on where it should be.
He didn’t move the cake on the table.
Just holding lime water, his both eyes looks at rumor.
At this location, you can see exactly the side of third ring.
And Corippo representative's "Prison" is also on this side.
The time has passed by one minute and one second.
About half an hour later, a thick smoke suddenly rose from the commercial area of Atandin Castle.
Noisy sounds came even if they were very far away.
The person who was originally sitting in the restaurant looked at it with amazement.
Including, that youngster.
Maybe because of his youth, this youngster, instead of sitting in a chair, stood up and walked to the window.
Out of the goodwill of the other party, Luncal tilted his chair slightly to let the other party pass smoothly.
When the other party nodded, Luncal also nodded slightly in response.
"Where is the third ring market?"
"How could there be a fire?"
The sound of youngster suddenly sounded.
"Maybe the fireplace has not been fixed, and some sparks children have popped out."
"Or a charcoal basin."
"Something like this happens every year in Atandin Castle."
Hearing the question of youngster, Luncal stood up involuntarily and explained.
Still thank you for making a seat.
"Is it?"
youngster is puzzled.
"Of course."
"Accidents, every year."
Luncal replied casually.
The nobility of Atandin Castle is really not as good as one generation.
Although the etiquette is good, the knowledge is too bad?
If such an youngster is placed in a place like Syka City, should it really have fought?
Even if they are nobles, they should join the patrol.
Instead of being taken care of as a baby.
No wonder His Majesty that person is increasingly dissatisfied with his ‘knights’.
With the promulgation of the "New Order", everyone knows what that person means.
Not only the ambition of the Southern Islands, but also the dissatisfaction with his subordinates.
However, it is not an easy task to promote the "New Order" smoothly.
Luncal knew that some old nobles were secretly uniting.
Your Majesty that person?
It should be known.
However, they turned a blind eye.
What does the other party want to do?
It's nothing more than a single blow.
For this, Luncal knows it well.
But he will not talk to the young nobles around him.
The right hand picked up the top hat on the table~IndoMTL.com~Luncal was about to leave.
"Your cake!"
youngster reminds Luncal.
"No need anymore."
"Their taste should be average."
Luncal waved his hand.
"This is a waste of food."
youngster said.
"Sometimes it is not shameful to waste, it also represents your strength."
Looking at the "stereotyped" young aristocracy under the noble etiquette, Luncal has no interest in talking at all.
What is there to talk about with a veneer of wood?
"Strength?"
"But boss said, it's bad to waste food."
"I think that boss is right."
youngster laughed, this smile is not gentle, nor cold, only has a weird feeling.
In an instant, Luncal feels dizzy.
Not good!
With a tight heart, he immediately pulled out potion and unplugged the stopper.
But Superior Evil Spirit came to him first, grabbing potion with one hand, and making a knife with one hand, hitting the neck side of Luncal gently.
Pap!
In a crisp sound, Luncal was comatose directly.
Superior Evil Spirit picked up the other side as if it were an anti-sack.
Then, pack the two cakes on the table yourself.
Next, walked out of this restaurant.
And everyone in the restaurant seems to have not seen Superior Evil Spirit .
Until Superior Evil Spirit stepped out of the distance, these talents woke up like a dream.
But their attention was quickly drawn to the smoke.
No one noticed the disappearance of Luncal.
Because, after a while, on the streets of seventh ring, the new ‘Luncal’ appeared.
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