Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1029: Cleverly established names

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"In that case, the eldest lady of the Boleyn family has really gone?" In a clothing store on One Avenue, Lucy picked up a dark red dress that was hanging on the wall this year’s empire. The skirt, attached to her body, turned around and asked: "Does it look good?"

Alan nodded. This skirt has a dark red background and black lace, plus the fluffy treatment of the skirt, which looks noble and generous. ※%, but the price of a skirt like this is not too low, at least two hundred gold coins can't be obtained by just one person.

Lucy put her skirt down, circled Ellen and squinted her eyes: "Then you are not sorry now, that's an eldest lady. Just let her run away."

Allen spread his hand and said: "Of course I am sorry, that lady still owes me a lot of money."

Lucy rolled her eyes and pulled Alan out of the clothing store. They have stayed in Sardinia for a few days, and Sean has gained a lot these days. In addition to a large number of weapons orders, it has also reached cooperation intentions with other chambers of commerce in various aspects such as grain, textiles and raw ore. Even under Edward's instruction, Sean deliberately or unintentionally revealed the North-South Commercial Road, and many businessmen showed interest.

The trip to Sardinia was smoother than expected. After all, he was in Sling's attitude. Originally, both he and Edward thought that Sling would embarrass them because of Kuroba. He didn't expect that he not only failed to get in the way, but also vigorously promoted the cooperation between Sardinia's business community and Allen. This approach was a bit playful. But no matter what, the current situation is beneficial to Allen's side, and it is not difficult to see from Mark's visit that although the top empires in the north are undercurrents, what Allen and the others have gained is not all enemies.

Stay in the city these few days, Sean and the businessmen are the busiest, but Allen is rarely free. In addition to attending a few banquets arranged by Sirin, the rest of the time is mostly warm and nourishing. Today, Lucy was pulled out to go shopping, and the two wandered aimlessly, where they went. This is a rare happy time for the two of them, and it corresponds to that sentence. To truly love someone, you don't always say "I love you" to her. It's where she goes and where I am.

Lucy stopped at a grocery store, not knowing what attracted her attention. Allen watched her squat down at the small stall in front of the store, which was full of weird things. Like a mask with a strange pattern, a broken beast tooth, a broken sword, or a beast head with only half of it, etc. Lucy picked out a metal hexahedron from the inside, squinted her eyes, and then pressed the upper and lower cubes with her hands, turning in different directions, and a hidden grid popped out in the middle.

At this time, the owner of the grocery store came out and smiled when he saw it, "Do you like it, Miss? This is a gadget I bought from the adventurer. I heard it was unearthed from the blood king's graveyard. It’s just that there is no research value, and the Empire’s investigation will not be collected. I bought it for a small amount of money. If the lady likes it, I can sell you two gold coins.

Lucy took out a gold coin from the purse and threw it to the boss: "This thing is covered with a layer of dust. I think it has been a long time since I let you go. Just sell me a gold coin. Otherwise, I don’t know how long it will last."

The boss smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "Miss has a real vision. Okay, it's a privilege to have a beautiful lady like you here, so I'll sell it to you."

Lucy dropped the metal cube and walked back. Allen took a look. There was already a dark blue rust on it, frowning and said: "Why don't I know, you like something like this?"

"Did you not listen to the boss, it is something in the cemetery of the Blood King." Lucy threw the cube and squinted her eyes. "Have you ever thought that the cemetery of the Blood King might The remains of the snake base.

Allen knew immediately and whispered: "You mean, the blood king cemetery may be a product of the Golden Tree Project?"

"This is not impossible. Think about it, if the King Snake Base in the Highlands were discovered by the Empire, it should be classified as an ancient ruin. However, the scale of the Blood King Tomb is much larger than the King Snake Base. . If it belongs to the base in the Golden Tree plan, then its importance must be above the King Snake base." Lucy turned to the cube in her hand.

Allen raised his forehead: "A king snake base hides a queen-like evil thing. I can hardly imagine how many terrible things there are in the blood king cemetery, and I can't even think of how you were on the heaven star back then. What to study."

"Who knows, I'm afraid that even my father doesn't know about this. I asked him before, and he doesn't seem to know what the Golden Tree Project is. I can't find any clues when I go to the Royal Library. After all, That was the era of Golden Rose, too far away from now. I am afraid that the truth has long been annihilated in the long river of history."

Seeing that it was too early, the two went back to the Flying Elephant Hotel. In front of Hall Six, I saw a group of people from afar, and even a group of Bucks soldiers. The gate of Hall No. 6 was blocked by a line of mountain king soldiers, who appeared to be confronting the Bucks. Alan frowned and brought Lucy closer. He heard a man in the crowd yelling: "You are so brave, even our quartermaster dared to stop him, but you are just a bunch of hillbillies from the border. !"

Allen sneered when he heard the words: "What the Quartermaster Department is, please let me go."

He took a step forward, and under the escape of the air, several of the Bucks soldiers standing in front of him turned pale, and subconsciously stepped aside. So Allen saw an official in a black uniform yelling towards Edward right up and down. Hearing Alan's words, he turned around, his face was full of anger, and he was about to go into anger. When he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, he probably knew the identity of Alan, and swallowed the words that rushed to his mouth abruptly. Pretending to be a dry cough, he said, "This must be Sir Allen."

"It's fine to know, tell me if you have something, and let go of the fart. Then where do you come from, where to call me back." Allen said ruthlessly.

The official's face was blue and purple, and with a sneer, he took out a piece of official document from his body and handed it to Allen: "Please visit Viscount Allen, and follow the orders of Lord Devine, Director of the Munitions Department, in accordance with the constitution of the Empire. We want to expropriate your Thunder Wolf rifle and other related weapons. Of course, it is not expropriation free. The Quartermaster Department will pay the Viscount a compensation."

"Oh? This is interesting. Why haven't I heard of the Empire Constitution, there is another item that can be used for force, and it is mine." Allen looked at Edward and asked, "Have you heard of it? "

Edward said indifferently: "There is a provision in the empire's constitution for expropriation of equipment."

The officers of the Munitions Department immediately raised their heads, and eagerly added: "However, the article pointed out that there is a prerequisite for the forced conquest of equipment. The owner of the equipment violated the imperial criminal law, such as treason, murder of imperial officials, and Or those who have no control over the territory. The empire can confiscate its equipment, army and other related property in accordance with the law. However, the executive party is not the quarters department, but the Imperial Supervision Institute."

Alan nodded, without a word, stretched out his hand and rubbed the document. When he let go, the official document had turned to ashes. The officer of the Quartermaster's Department flushed, pointing at Alan’s nose and shouting: "Are you crazy? You are blatantly disobeying! Come on, take him..."

He wanted to ask the soldiers to take Alan down, but it suddenly occurred to him that he was a Viscount of the Empire. In the entire city of Sardinia, I am afraid that only General Silin has the right to do this. At this time, Allen grabbed his finger with one hand and pressed it hard, and the official screamed like a pig. And as Allen pressed down, he had to squat down to prevent Allen from breaking his fingers. Allen sneered and looked at him and said, "Stop playing tricks with me. I don't know what your quartermaster is paying attention to, but if you want to pretend to eat my equipment, there is no way. Go back and tell you what Director Divine is. If he doesn't roll over and give me a satisfactory explanation, he asks him to wait for me at home. Waiting for me to come to ask in person tomorrow, but if I just let me visit in person, your director may not be so happy."

Then Allen let go of him, and without looking at the man on the ground, walked into the door with Lucy and Edward and others. The officer of the Quartermaster Department blushed, and after a fierce glance at the door, he walked away with a person.

This whole process falls in two pairs of eyes. It's in a room on the third floor of another hotel on the opposite side of Hall 6. Slin and Fat Peter were both standing by the window, the general expressionless, and Fat Peter with a wry smile. Watching the quartermaster leave, Fat Peter sighed: "Sir Alan looks like a good talker these days. I didn't expect him to be so tough. He didn't put the quartermaster in his eyes at all. There were even a few words in the scene. Without saying anything, I just blasted them back."

Slin snorted: "Then you can figure it out, reveal the Thunder Wolf rifle to Divine, and then let me hint that he will collect equipment, and then you will go to the end. Peter, your idea Playing well, firstly earning the goodwill of the jazz, and secondly putting up a quartermaster to suppress him, so that he can only sell his equipment to you, so that you have a monopoly on the thunder wolf rifle market. But now, it’s self-defeating. I have to reassure Divine, lest he really offends that one because of his ignorance."

"You don't want to think, who dare to poke a hole in the dark place, will it be a fuel-efficient lamp?"

Fat Peter said angrily: "Then I proposed at the time, why didn't you object to it?"

Slin said unhurriedly: "If you don't let you learn it yourself, you won't be a good student. The jazz's wrist is better than you and I think. Otherwise, why do you think I treat him all the way? Be patient, and even take the initiative to let you guys meet with others. My black feather is ruined in the hands of this adult, but with my strength, I can't touch him at all, but it will make you fishy."

"For those difficult characters like this, leave it to the adults in the north to deal with."

Fat Peter laughed: "I said, why did your old Sling become a tortoise with a head-shrinking? That's how it is. There is no one else here, otherwise you can honestly tell me whether the equipment bought for old Mark Your goods?"

Slin sneered: "Joke, although I am a general of the Bucks Army, I can't arbitrarily call out two hundred fine knights. What's more, two hundred people have gone and never returned, such a big hole, how can you tell me?* *Department?"

"In that case, someone else wants that adult's life."

"This is nature. It is only the dark place. I am definitely not the only one who suffers."