Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 919: Go crazy

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"I'm not crazy or not your business, just ask if you dare." Allen took back the foot that was pressing on Remington's chest, clapped his hands and said, "Of course, you can tell Lake after you go back. De, or your eldest brother. If you just do this, then I can only find another candidate. Oh, yes, by the way, I killed the cavalry that you dressed as bandits outside the city. A total of fifty people. , And twenty heavy cavalry, the earl is really generous."

Remington looked blank.

Allen said with a weird face: "You don't even know this, do you? Tsk, it seems that the earl and your elder brother really treat you as an outsider."

He stuffed a note into Remington's pocket, looked at the man again, and shook his head and left.

Remington's face was complicated. Although Allen's feet were heavy on him, they were no better than the look at him before leaving. The look in his pitiful eyes was so heavy that Remington could not breathe.

Ellen returned to the hotel, Unter was already asleep, and Belmode was still waiting for him. Seeing him come back, Belmode said: "Will this be too ostentatious, you are sure that Remington will listen to you?"

"That's not for sure, Remington has to bet, why don't I. It's just a bet on him to win or lose, and it won't matter to the overall situation." Allen stood at the window, tapping his finger on the edge of the window. He looked in the direction of the barracks and said: "From the moment Reckard introduced the alien into the city, he was destined to lose to me no matter what card he played. No, I lost to Edward. I am doing it now, but he has already laid it out. It’s just a cutscene for his strategy and layout. The real victory or defeat was decided before the matchup started."

Belmod opened his mouth and closed it again. Allen glanced at him and smiled: "Just say what you want, you and I have to hide it?"

"I would like to say whether the young master has found out about Edward. This Maritan was a self-recommended home at the time, and this guy's brain is so good. Not to mention, it depends on the layout of the mountain city this time, and it is pressed against Reck. High morals. People who are too smart always make people worry about it."

Alan nodded and said: "I told him when he first arrived at the heaven star. I don't care what his picture is, as long as it is not a matter of stabbing a knife in the back, I don't bother to take care of it. Even, If necessary, I can give him a push. Of course, the following words will not be said any more. Some words are too clear, which makes them look boring."

Belmod nodded: "He is a smart man and should know how to do it. For fear of being too smart, he will do something stupid."

"So far, he has done a good job. Since I want to use him, I won't doubt him. Of course, if someone really thinks I am a fool, then he must be the real fool." Allen laughed Laughed.

"So young master, when are you going to do it?" Belmode, of course, was referring to the matter of Reckold and his son.

"Wait one more day. If the Mountain City Guard does not show up tomorrow morning, I will talk to Master Parson tomorrow night. Let’s see if Remington moves, but no matter what, the third night I am definitely going to do it."

Belmod frowned and said: "Master's sword domineering, it's not suitable to be an assassin. Why should I go?"

"Who said I was going to be an assassin, I made it clear that I would come and hit the field." Allen reached out his hand and nodded his chest and said: "Don't think about mixing, there are other things to leave to you. Do it."

Belmod shrugged

(This chapter is not over, please turn the page): "You have the final say."

Late night, the City Lord's Mansion.

In the study, Rekerd and a young man looked at each other.

The appearance of this man is somewhat similar to Remington, and he needs to be clearer. Without Remington's fierce rage, the eyebrows were a little more gloomy. Rekerd looked at his elder son and said solemnly: "I suspect that Viscount Ellen is in the mountain city now."

Yopney squinted his eyes and said: "The Viscount Lord is too courageous. I would like to see what he has the ability to kill the unicorn collar."

"Previously, our fifty horses were damaged outside the city. Jia Ting asked to investigate and found a mercenary group called Chidori. They were also clever. First they let out the sound of the wind and made me not dare to throw a rat. Take them. But it’s not difficult to know something. For example, there is a guy in their caravan who looks like Alan, but I heard that the guy is red-haired, which is a bit different. But our fifty rides are not. It is an indisputable fact that it was lost under the guard of the young master Saga. I am surprised. I haven't heard of any noble family who has raised such a powerful expert."

"Furthermore, their letter of recommendation was given by Roger. Adding these doubts together, this Saga is almost impossible. Nine should be Alan's correctness. As for the red hair, dyeing the hair shouldn't be difficult. "

Yopney rubbed his hands habitually: "Then do we have to surprise the viscount lord."

"No." Rekerd shook his head: "We have to pretend that we don't know anything, but we have to strengthen the guards here. Back then, the ancestors of the family built the city lord mansion on the winding snake road, in order to separate from the city high In this way, it would only be a joke to try to get into the city to assassinate the lord. I think that the viscount, no matter how irrational, will not do such a self-destructive thing."

"It would be better if he was willing to come. A nineteenth-level guy should have killed Daniel by chance. I heard that Oban had a kick at the time. Without Oban's trash, how could Daniel be strange? Fight to death?" Yopni glanced at the shadow beside the study window, lowered his voice and said, "Otherwise, borrow some people from those guys?"

"If something happens, the paper won’t be able to keep the fire out. It’s not the time yet, Yoppney. If you expose the people of the Principality of Shadow prematurely, let’s not say that Ellen and the others are on guard, the empire will be the first to not Will let us go." Reckard shook his head and said: "Now we just wait for the end of winter, and attack the unicorn collar with the momentum of the thunder. Then we will go all the way and destroy Allen and Ark Harbor. After that The Ark Harbor belongs to us, and the other monsters can do whatever they want. They will definitely attract the attention of the Empire, and even if the Empire eventually expels them, how can there be evidence that we brought in the Shadow Principality under such turmoil?"

At this moment, there was a soft noise from Jia Ting outside the study, and then the door was knocked open. Jia Ting stumbled back into the study and fell to the ground. Behind him was Remington. He was full of wine and blood, his eyes were red, and he strode in with a bottle of wine in his hand. Rekerd frowned and shouted: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Good question, old man." Remington cried, "Tell me, I'm still not your son. Why are you hiding so much from me? Is it only Yoppney that can help? , Am I the **** nothing?"

"What are you crazy about drinking!" Lei

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Ked slapped his hand on the desk and said angrily: "Look at what you are, the son of the dignified count, who got the nickname of a mad dog outside, so embarrassed to come to me I tell you, if you weren't for my son, you would have killed someone alive!"

Remington laughed, and suddenly raised his hand and smashed the bottle behind Rekerd. The glass shards splashed under Rekerd's feet, making the old earl tremble with anger. Remington yelled: "Yes, everyone calls me a mad dog. But what can I do if I'm not crazy, you don't let me get involved in politics, or let me touch the army. Do you want me and Parsons to be like waste all day long? Stay here, occasionally ran into the city to meet a **** woman?"

Parson, who happened to pass by the study, rushed in, pushed Remington and said angrily: "Oli is not a mean woman."

Although Remington's chest hurts hardly, he still has a bit of brute force. Immediately with the color, he overthrew Parson to the ground, disdainfully said: "Get away, waste. If you are not my brother, I will be the first to maimed you."

"Enough!" Reckard said angrily: "If you don't get out, the first thing I break is your leg!"

Remington hummed, laughed wildly, and stumbled out of the study with his chest.

Reckerd sighed, while Yopney helped Parson and sent the sickly brother home. Jia Ting didn't dare to stay for a long time, anyway, this kind of farce is not once or twice. When Remington drank too much and didn't come back to toss for a while, it was just that this time the tossing was a bit too much. And he was injured, so I don’t know who is so courageous to beat all the mad dogs?

The next night, the Diamond Queen Theater in the mountain city was crowded with people. Although this opera house has a rich and magnificent name, it is actually a third-rate small theater. Not to mention the imperial Royal Opera House, even the iron-collared Night Rose Theatre can't compare. However, there is only such a theater in the mountain city, and in the past two years, the song and dance dramas in the imperial capital have been sought after, such a fashion wave has rolled into the mountain city.

The noble lords in the mountain city, if you haven't heard one or two operas, they are all embarrassed to say that they are nobles. Nobles, they always have to live beautifully, to be like ordinary people, so what fun is there? The Diamond Queen Theatre does not open every day, there are only two or three musicals a month. But every time there is a full seat at the opening, tonight is no exception.

When Allen stood in front of the theater gate, he could already faintly hear the gentle singing of a woman inside. He closed his sleeves, and, as soon as he arrived at the gate, he stopped by the snob doorman. As soon as the boy shook his voice to speak, a golden coin was stuffed into his pocket. A smile hung on the doorman's face: "Although there is no room, it is still okay to erect a chair for the guests."

Allen did not speak, put two gold coins into his pocket, and whispered: "I don't want a chair. I want a box."

The doorman frowned: "There are also boxes, but they are all booked, but the masters have not yet arrived."

There were ten more gold coins in his pocket, and the doorman's voice was trembling: "There is one, so I don't know if you have the courage to go. Mr. Parson ordered it. He usually booked three boxes. Actually. Only one room will be used, and the remaining two compartments are nothing to hide."

Allen patted him on the shoulder, put a small bag of gold coins in his pocket, and said cheerfully: "Lead the way."

(End of this chapter)