Black Scepter Chapter 78: A crappy spy, a illusion that is both fake and true

>This is a very obvious confrontation, because the preciousness of the dragon tooth is beyond imagination for Prince Ozra-it may only be used to make swords or magic props in the eyes of ordinary people, but as a royal prince, he But I understand that some things may not be clear to anyone... For example, some advanced machinery hidden deep inside the palace and never shown in front of the world. A sturdy and huge natural material may be enough for royal craftsmen to break through some design bottlenecks. thing. (AihonGwenxuom, Rainbow Literature Network)

There are risks, but Ozra has to take risks, because if this dragon tooth can really help the emperor go further, he will be happy to offend the ten black widows. .

His sudden participation suddenly turned the black widow’s eyes here—although the prince was unwilling to provoke the woman in front of him, it did not mean that he could not afford it. To touch the mold, let alone just a "don't care" dragon tooth.

"Not necessary."

After the black widow threw the highest price of 88,000 gold coins without showing any weakness, Morpheus raised his hand to prevent Prince Ozra from continuing to bid, "One dragon tooth, if you really need it, Hydera isn’t just one tooth loose."

His intention to make good friends was obvious, which made the prince stunned. Was it because Morpheus was so generous because he just helped him "credit"?

However, since some people discouraged, His Royal Highness did not touch the dragon knight's face, he nodded and whispered: "That dragon tooth is very important for me and even the Augustus Empire, if it can -"

Before he finished speaking, Morpheus nodded, and the prince immediately withdrew from the competition without worrying about the black widow in the distance.

Finally, the mallet settled, and a huge dragon tooth brought the wealth of 88,000 Augustus gold coins to Morpheus, but Morpheus did not immediately deal with the amazing wealth that was about to come, but directly The maid next to him said: "All the gold vouchers will be handed over to the Prince next to me."

"This is...?"

Prince Ozra was a bit sullen. He didn’t find that the previous Morpheus had such a generous side. The nerves were so strong. The huge sum of 80,000 gold coins was also a bit stunned-although compared to the entire empire In terms of taxes and other gray and white incomes, these gold coins are not a large number, but obviously from a population, it is definitely not as simple as imagined.

"Thank you, His Royal Highness, for solving my urgent needs," Morpheus smiled, and then whispered slightly: "I can't spend these gold coins when I hold them, and I feel a little hot in my hands... "

He looked left and right, and Scarlett, the "black widow" in the distance, was looking at Hydera's huge dragon teeth up close, not paying attention.

"So, I will give it to you and I will take another chance."

"Opportunity?"

Prince Ozra said that this guy had other ideas, but asked quietly, "What do you mean?"

"If the prince has time tomorrow, I would also like to visit the empire’s armory." Morpheus looked at the next item on the platform and whispered: "You know, the continent where I am located is about to After a crisis, and after seeing August’s crossbow, I think some cooperation can gradually come to light."

Prince Ozra is not stupid, Morpheus’s words can no longer clearly point to the weapon of the empire’s arrogant hero, the crossbow, he naturally understands that the poor quality crossbow he had previously delivered to the Byzantine messenger successfully caught Big fish, now is the time to close the line.

"No problem, but the issue involving the dragon tooth, my brother will consider it carefully."

The prince nodded and patted the shoulder of Morpheus heartily, and agreed with it—and at this point Morpheus also understood that his harvest at the auction house had exceeded expectations. The Longya auction made several items appearing behind him dwarfed, In the end, there was no more intense bidding. The group left the building after the auction. Prince Ozra personally arranged the carriage to send off the Morpheus-he thanked him and turned to help Ashcandi. The carriage, and the dark queen who didn't like this set slightly hesitated, and finally stretched out the slender palm gently, put it on the hand of Morpheus, and stepped forward.

Prince Ozra is a little strange. He doesn’t know much about the Byzantine customs. Of course he doesn’t know what “knight etiquette” is. In the Augustus, women are “second-class citizens” like Scarlett, a black widow. Existence is completely rare.

Woman? It's just a tool for succession, and it's not allowed to be on the table.

Looking at the carriage going away on Morpheus, the prince sighed and naturally began to contact the next thing to take Morpheus to visit the "Arsenal". Obviously after the initial contact, he has already furthered his relationship with Morpheus. Hiding some things in the August Empire-Ozra, who turned to board his carriage, was suddenly stunned.

In the distance, Scarlett’s distinctive red and black color carriage is slowly passing in front of her. The tall camels with four heads running side by side are the most expensive breeds of the August Empire. A touch of crimson used in the eyes, the curtain gently lifted at the instant car window, and the eyes projected by the pair of sea blue eyes.

Prince Ozra and the black widow looked at each other for a moment, but no one said anything, and the other party put down the curtain gently without saying a word, and left slowly.

"What does she want to do?"

The prince frowned deeply.

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Morpheus and Ashcandi didn’t comment on what happened at the auction in the carriage. Instead, they focused on the “black widow” who didn’t say two words from beginning to end. .

"You mean, she is not from Augustus?"

Morpheus does not understand how Ashcandy came to this conclusion, and the other party does not speak Byzantine. Although the posture and attitude are very different from ordinary people from beginning to end, there is nothing extraordinary about it, Morpheus You can feel that the opponent's strength is not strong, which means that all the dynamic details of her body can't escape the eyes of Morpheus.

"Blood, obviously, but she does not have the typical characteristics of the blood, such as... body temperature."

Ashkandi raises his palm. The blood temperature of the blood race is always lower than that of humans. Morpheus feels deeply every time he touches Ashkandi’s palm, of course...including the softness Lips...

This sentence made Morpheus stunned, but he neglected the opponent's race. If Ashcandi said he was a blood race, it would naturally be.

"She only showed her eyes. When you went to the background with the prince, she always sat beside me and didn't speak from beginning to end, just stared at me for a long time."

Ashkandi thought it was funny when I recalled it. Before that, it doesn’t matter who is staring at you. It is estimated that I have lifted my hands impatiently and smashed the opponent into scum-but now I can even because of Morpheus. For the sake of reason, he sat there indifferently for a few minutes without frowning.

Can you say "the power of love is great"?

"Blood eyes are slightly different from human eyes. You may never have noticed this point, but obviously, I can see this kind of details of the same kind." She always wears a veil and seems to be used to this She didn’t take off her costume, so when she talked to Morpheus at the moment, her already charming eyes made Morpheus a little more enchanted-"Why? What are you looking at?"

"Uh? Nothing."

Morpheus blinked, then shrugged: "When something is too fascinating, it's easy to make people...go crazy if they are not careful--"

Say a few words casually to adjust the atmosphere, so that the queen not only did not have much shame, but instead smiled lightly, leaned gently on the soft seat, and then shifted the topic: "Someone is in front."

Morpheus also felt that the carriage stopped because of a signal from someone to stop. After hearing the voice of the driver and the other party, a letter was delivered by the driver to the Morpheus in the car from the front.

Unlike Byzantine's parchment paper, the material of this letter is silk, which is smooth and embroidered with exquisite lines. Morpheus lightly touched this expensive "letter paper" and immediately noticed the black and red character on it. Logo.

"Letter from the Black Widow."

No matter what the driver said, Morpheus made an accurate judgment, because before he left, he noticed the carriage Scarlett was riding on-the emblem and color style on it were exactly the same as this logo.

"It seems that she has some unclear connections with us," Morpheus reached out and gently opened the small seal on the scroll-this "lock" is not a magic circle familiar to Morpheus, but a thorough In another system of spells at the end, when your finger is placed on it, it opens automatically. It is obviously a high-level magic circle that can be recognized and judged by itself. Now."

"Why, interested in an exotic blood family?"

Ashkandi’s faint words made Morpheus suddenly feel inexplicable. He raised his head. He saw the queen’s smiling face, and suddenly made a grimacing expression of “I’m in a hurry”: “I I dare not have any other ideas, but I think she intentionally expressed her position in front of Prince Ozra, and she must be a little bit staggered inside."

The queen narrowed her eyes and turned to the letter in the hand of Morpheus, saying: "Augustian we do not understand, need to go back and find someone to translate?"

"Wait--"

Morpheus gently opened the scroll-like letter in his hand, and his voice fell deep, "I can now confirm your previous judgment."

Ashkandi raised his eyebrows.

"It is Byzantine text."

Morpheus gently placed the letter in hand in front of Ashcandi, on which he is familiar with the Byzantine text. Juan Xiu’s powerful font was obviously written by the “black widow” himself, and the signature was written. Author: "Scarlett? Gottivan."

"Godly Vatican..."

Ashkandi immediately started searching in her memory following this familiar word. Apparently this surname had appeared in her mind, but she was frowning tightly but found herself thinking Where does it belong?

"It's not uncommon for blood races to cross the ocean and come to this continent, but I think it must have been very early and very early," Morpheus rolled up the letter lightly and looked out the window of the car. : "She wants to meet us, but in a private state, without guards."

"Things are starting to get interesting, aren't they?"

Ashkandi replied indifferently, and then stopped talking, as if thinking about something.

The carriage stopped, Morpheus still walked off the carriage first. At the moment, the sky was full of stars. When looking up, people felt as if they had fallen into the boundless starry sky. When Morpheus stopped in front of the hotel, it suddenly said: "There are some tracking guys behind , I will go straight after cleaning up."

"Don’t care."

The Queen of the Red Eyes did not block Morpheus and walked into the hotel where the mission was standing without looking back.

The Morpheus looked back at the dark streets and alleys, and disappeared.

"Tap."

A crisp sound in the dark appeared unusually abrupt. When Morpheus disappeared, it brought a very clear sound, and a guy in black squinted at a place about 30 meters away from where Morpheus had just stood. Eyes tightened.

This scout is dressed in a black robe. Lurking in the shadows, he doesn’t have any hidden skills like Morpheus expected. It looks like he’s more of a mage than spying on intelligence. Guy, because this guy does not have any sharp weapons in his waist but only a simple cane, the robe on his body is cloth and can be said to have no protection.

When the figure of Morpheus appeared behind him, this guy was stunned for a moment. He had not seen anyone behind him and looked around. He could not find the figure who had just stood in front of the hotel door, but when he was behind, he didn’t hide it. When his footsteps sounded, his face changed and he immediately took out his cane and pointed it to Morpheus!

Don’t know what he said in his mouth, a light fluctuation suddenly hit, Morpheus frowned-the other party’s movement was like slow motion in his eyes, if he wanted, he could let the other party anytime, anywhere Immediately in a different place or losing combat effectiveness, but watching the other party release the spell in one go, he found that this guy was not a magician in front of him.

What he waved to release was not an elemental spell, nor any set of spells he knew. It was invisible and silent, but it enveloped his body instantly.

The scene in front of me was slightly blurred. Morpheus found that he had not lost control of his body. After the other party released the spell, Morpheus stepped forward, but suddenly found that the scene in front of him had changed.

The man in black with a short stick suddenly disappeared, and the guy who appeared in front of him instantly made Morpheus sweat cold!

"Karl"! That horrible guy who almost made Morpheus die directly!

The other party laughed and threw out a slow-moving magic bomb, just like the one that was blocked by the other party when he was tortured in the field...

Wait.

Morpheus suddenly noticed something wrong, and he found that it was like revisiting his memory. Everything in front of him was exactly the same as before, and there was no change at all.

Thinking about it, the outlook changes again, this time the scene Morpheus will be unforgettable forever...it is the temple in the middle of the extremely high mountain in the "Shelter"!

Andalil, who is covered with spider legs, is fighting fiercely with Kortrien and Urie. The Ram of Chastu also rushed towards himself with a long sword, and then he leaned back into the space and time. One scene...

Ashkandi flashed in front of them, and the fingers extended by the two separated completely before they could touch..

Damn memory!

Morpheus finds that these things are the things he least wants to remember, but why do they appear at this moment?

Shaking his head, Morpheus, who is extremely confident in his own strength, certainly understands his tricks. His willpower is so tough that ordinary people can’t imagine it. After recognizing this reality, Morpheus finds that the scene in front of him is clear-dark In the environment, the guy standing in front of him was holding a wooden stick to read to himself, obviously still continuing to cast spells.

It's just that after being seen through by Morpheus, the huge gap between levels makes Morpheus immune to the opponent's spell almost immediately.

He took a step forward~IndoMTL.com~ When the other party had not yet responded that his spell had failed, he reached out and pinched the wooden stick in the other party's hand-"click" directly smashed the thing pointing at himself Son, followed by a violent triple combo directly let this fragile guy in front of him fall directly to the ground.

The Morpheus stayed in place, and of course understands that even if he has been followed by someone else, he can’t kill at will—what if this spy belongs to Prince Ozra? What if he was the Emperor of Augustus behind him?

He reached out and picked up this guy who had been stunned. Morpheus looked around—or near or far. Those guys who had the same purpose in a group were startled. Then they took the initiative to step back and disappeared quickly. In the dark.

The unlucky ghost carried by Morpheus was so stretched out that he held his neck and walked towards the hotel.

Who would be the crappy spy? Isn't it a bit too underestimate his strength? Morpheus is a little depressed. The other party seems to deliberately expose this flaw to let him find out-because just now he can hear the slight movements of this guy even if he is not sensitive.

Thinking about the black widow who will see you next, Morpheus suddenly feels like she guessed the answer.