Black Scepter Chapter 5: Knights with stories, efficient assassins

>Only after entering the house, Morpheus did not ask her to sit down politely, instead of saying a word, and Jeanna, who was a dark servant, knelt on one knee, facing down with the knight’s loyalty to the lord. ,in silence.

The simple relationship between master and servant, which was forcibly established by Sulfuras' scepter, is destined not to have too much nonsense at this meeting.

"As your master, I need to understand some things," Morpheus looked at the high-level Grand Knight in front of him: "Explain the reason for your sudden rise in strength."

In the previous battle, soaring to the top of the high-level knight and even faintly showing signs of breakthrough, let Na be quiet and abnormal at the moment. She raised her head and whispered: "The number of demons has increased, so my strength has increased simultaneously."

"Will it continue to increase, is there an end?"

"Until the day I die."

Leave Na blank-faced, still the look of that war machine, and don’t seem to care about death at all.

"What happens if the monster disappears?"

Morpheus reached out and pointed at the faint bulge that let Na walk past her arm at the moment. He already clearly felt that there were a lot more monsters than before.

"This will cause the body to withstand the sudden withdrawal of strength and the collapse of the soul, and then collapse ♀ is the result of the heretical judgment."

Jan Na’s voice was still cold. The godless eyes stared at the ground, her long dark blond hair hanging down, and she didn’t wear any underwear under her gauze. This may be a habit unique to a pure warrior, even The two points protruding from the chest are exceptionally obvious.

But nobody cares about this at the moment, because there is no one in the house who thinks with his lower body--especially the Morpheus teenager who has no extra "fun" at all.

Facing Jeanne’s answer, Morpheus sighed slightly, then pointed to the seat next to him: "The following question, I said as a "partner", you have the right not to answer."

Jeana stood up obediently, sitting opposite Morpheus, sitting upright and breathable, but the veil and gauze and the uneven figure were sprayed with fatal temptations, but she didn't realize it herself.

"What is her past like a great knight who has survived painful experiments and has become a new type of test for the heresy?"

"Training, training, and training."

Let Na's eyes reveal a dead grave like a cemetery, gray and lifeless.

"What about earlier?"

The answer to Morpheus is silence.

Just when he wanted to continue to say something, there was a movement in the master bedroom-this made him frown, and then immediately got up and walked over, pushed the door, and told Morpheus a few minutes ago to go to bed Ashcandi is looking at him with an innocent expression.

She with green eyes is reaching out, trying to reach the bookshelf not far from the head of the bed, but because of the inconvenience of her legs, she upset a book to the ground.

"I will help you."

Unlike the first meeting, Morpheus has already made some psychological preparations at this moment. Immediately walked over to pick up the "Foyed Travels" that the hotel used to decorate enough, and gently handed this to Ash Candi. .牛bb☆网

"Thank you."

A light but sweet smile, Ashcandi took it with both hands, gently hugged it in the chest, and raised his head and asked, "Morpheus, where is our team? Is this going to go home?"

"Home"

This vocabulary made Morpheus, who originally wanted to answer something a bit dazed, turned his head, and sitting in the hall, Jeana looked at herself indifferently, and then turned back, Ashcandi looked at herself a little curiously - "Your friend?"

"Yes, a member of the mercenary regiment." In order to continue his lies, Morpheus waved to let Na come. A knight in a **** shirt stood halfway above Morpheus when he stood in front of the bedroom door. His indifferent gaze Looking at the Ashcandi, there seemed to be no doubts or confusion.

"Jeana &bull de &bull Francois, Knight."

"Ashkandi &bull Misrae, nice to meet you," the queen who had destroyed dozens of people in the face of Jeanne now became a good girl next door, she greeted softly, But suddenly he said something that made Morpheus all surprised. "Your life seems to have come to an end, knight."

The atmosphere freezes for a moment.

Morpheus stared at the eyes for three seconds, then broke the deadlock and asked with a little hesitation: "Why do you say that?"

"Her soul is dying, isn't she? I saw her "shadow" incomplete and full of voids, as if it were moth-eaten."

Ashkandi’s green eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Jeanna seriously and said, "Is this your own choice, knight?"

Her voice was so clear and clear that she suddenly exuded a strange breath that made Morpheus cold hair stand upright--that was not the power of Queen Ashcandy, but a sharp sense directed at the heart!

The unknown power makes Morpheus very puzzled, but at the same time makes the knight who wanted to nod and respond suddenly Suddenly.

In the end, after a moment of confusion, Jeana gently shook her head.

Then what made Morpheus unbelievable was that her eyes, which had never had any excess feelings, had tears dripping gently.

When the sunrise came and Morpheus stood on the balcony and gazed at the distant sun, his mood was still hard to calm down.

All night, the knight made Na unusually face the green eye Ashcandy and tell her all the past: the knight of the heretical ruling court who once belonged to the noble lady, from the moment the family broke down She became the "tool" of the Vatican's Holy See. She dedicated her beliefs to the deities unconditionally. What she gained was the result of the ruling that she was included in the list of subjects.

She has no choice but to kill.

The incredible life experience is not the reason why Morpheus is surprised. The only thing he is shocked now is the ability of this green-eyed Ashkandi-see through the soul? Morpheus does not know how to describe it. With only a pair of eyes, she can see through the flaws of Na's soul, which is beyond common sense. The most incredible thing is that after a night of conversation, Na's eyes even glowed with some unprecedented charm.

If there is anything that can be explained, it is that Ashkandi has a certain "soul repair" ability.

Morpheus shook his head and didn’t understand why such a woman turned out to be a patient with multiple personality schizophrenia. Was she too punished because she was too powerful?

More importantly, this quiet and unspeakable personality doesn’t even know the existence of his other two personalities. Similarly, the red eyes don’t seem to know her existence.

Morpheus didn’t have much time to think about this, he was completely black with psychological aspects, and he couldn’t think of it, so he started to deal with the night watchman’s next affairs-his location had been sent by letter To Christina, he is waiting for Yi Zuer's legacy, which is a crucial card for him.

He then began to look at the scout's report and began to get a general understanding of the city's composition, but the more Morpheus perfected these data on paper, the more strange he felt.

The large city of West Sellin is bizarrely polarized in terms of wealth - there are many slums, and the nobles are not luxurious. The lord’s army is terrifying, and the farmers engaged in production are extremely aging. .

The lack of entertainment venues is serious, and there are no large public venues such as the Colosseum Theater, which shows that the ruler has completely disconnected from the underlying society.

This is a disconnected territory--after looking at these clearly, Morpheus seems to have grasped something.

The last time Irindal used his authority as a regional intelligence chief was in the territory of the Holy Gabriel Empire.

After she parted from Maxim, she extracted more than 70 pieces of information about Sulfuras scepter as quickly as possible, and gave her men more than 37 possible appearances on the mainland All the information on the Sovereign Scepter.

Later, she completely disappeared from the creed's official information network.

This smoke bomb is not clever, but it is the only thing Ilindal can do. After she got the news that the Morpheus team crossed the Ford Empire and went all the way south, the mission failure rate was less than 100%. One of the Japanese elves set foot on the road to pursue Morpheus alone.

Irindal needs to find Morpheus and find the scepter holder.

Her figure appeared in Christina's territory, but no one knew it. Then the elf with high tracking skills went all the way north to find the scene where Nahedra "washed" the bandits, although the bodies were already vultured The wolf eats badly, but she also confirms that the cause of death of these people is indeed from the target she was looking for.

Walking through the village of Pariki, which has not been restored to its original shape due to blood rain, Irindal continues to pretend to be various characters, including ordinary peasant women, caravan guides or travellers, and bards Popular street artist in Ballice.

After holding a mandolin with a cheerful pace and singing a song "Bris Sun" at the city gate, Irindal smiled and stooped to pick up the copper coins rewarded by passers-by on the ground, nobody noticed Entered the city of Sisselin.

She pretends to be a master of technology. She is now posing as a male, with a small ba Zihu, accented in pure Balice Verding, and the map of this city has been remembered by her. , So after turning a few turns, Irindal "inadvertently" walked into a dark alley.

Holding the mandolin in his hand, Irindal looked around curiously as if he were a lost traveler. The wide alley of the two was dim, but he could see a beggar standing at the end of the alley, holding each other A dirty cane, holding a broken bowl in his hand, begging with his head down.

Ilindal, who walked with his beard, touched a copper plate from his pocket when passing by the beggar. His thumb flicked. The copper plate changed a beautiful arc, and the broken piece had not yet fallen into the hands of the beggar. Bowl, but saw that Iindal's figure suddenly started!

"Come on."

The copper plate fell into the rice bowl, but the person holding it found that the neck had been pressed against the throat by a butterfly blade.

"Disguised as unqualified, novice, beggars will never be alert, they will only look at the world in numbness and despair."

Irindal’s voice is very soft and soft, but at the same time cold.

He raised his hand to stun the "sentinel" of the creed. When Irindal turned and left, he reached out and ripped off the gray and worn bard costume. The original red and white robe flashed in the shadows. Then disappeared completely.

And not far away, the Hollier family scolded by indifferently and did not notice what happened in this alley.

Three hours later, Irindal appeared in a ghetto in the city of West Sellin with an inconspicuous piece of cloth in his hand, looking at the humble dwelling in front of him and stepping into it.

This is one of the creed's contact and information transmission methods. The seemingly inconspicuous items have a key that ordinary people can't find at all. After the label above is cracked, the address of the current member's stronghold will be displayed-that is, "creed" "Information relay station, and if every member of the creed encounters something unexpected, this is the unique identification of the identity.

Eindal walked into the empty room. She didn’t search for information immediately, but walked into the house in a strange sequence of steps, bowed her head, and entered the backyard after a series of evasive travels~IndoMTL .com~ Looked over, went directly to a wall root, gently extended his hand, broke apart an unremarkable brick on the wall, and pulled the hidden handle inside.

The ground vibrated gently, and a secret door opened.

Her behavior was almost without any hesitation from beginning to end. It was not like the person who came to this place for the first time. In fact, as a senior member of the creed, she was using her own actions to confirm that "their own people demolished themselves." The truth that people are most efficient.

After a series of footsteps to evade the organization and leave traces, Irindal quickly looked through and wrote down the information she needed, turned and left, and still did not attract any attention when she disappeared on the street corner.

Early into the night, Irindal stopped in front of a tavern.

This may be a major flaw in Morpheus’s current strength and background. For the behemoth of the creed, all his disguise and whereabouts can be easily identified after a certain selection, and when the hotel waiter feels like When Lindal came to Morpheus's room and lightly knocked on the door, the guarding Jeanna and Compton did not even have any vigilance.

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