In the early morning, the fiery red sun was not as dazzling as it had been in the past few days. The clouds doubled again in the night, and the end of the rain cloud could not be seen in the open field of view.

The erosion of the perennial winds kept the stone on which Kasia stood rough, and not a single moss crept up on him. Like some insect that had stopped on the plants in the morning, relying on the sunlight to regain its body temperature and preparing to fly, the orange-red light soaked Kasia's whole body, and it was not until the light became brighter again that he ended his meditative state. The mood returned to calm, and Kasia exhaled, and the white qi ran several meters away against the wind before dispersing.

The weight was regained during the night, and the flesh lost was replenished by the wild animals that were eaten. Jumping off the rock, Kasia pulled out a pile of fur-rimmed second-generation holy swords and prepared to descend the mountain. It had been a long time since she had eaten, and the level of hunger in her stomach pouch last night surprised Kasia. He also has a strong desire to devour bones, and with the digestion of the stomach pouch, the bones also become like desserts, making Kasia feel that it doesn't matter.

Eating a lot, if you compare the size of the stomach bag to the volume of these animals、、、 the two should not be a series of things.

It can only be seen that the digestive ability of the stomach pouch is like an extremely acidic decomposition pool, and many things have no shadow after being thrown down.

When he contacted him yesterday, Kasia asked him to tell Atohuan that he didn't need to rush over. At this time in time, whether it is oneself or others, there is less contact with each other, which is the most rational.

While waiting, Kasia practiced his swordsmanship alone in a wilderness on the edge of a banded mountain range. There has been a long gap in swordsmanship, and it is more about fists and bodies to deal with enemies. Pinch off her neck, collapse her chest or something, it's really convenient for Kasia. But the more reason is that there is no opportunity and environment for Kasia to play swordsmanship in a small country.

Nighthawk and Isha arrived here around one o'clock in the afternoon. In addition to the fact that the owl behaved more naturally, perhaps during the journey, or when, Nighthawk and Isha heard too many descriptions from the members of the Hackers' team, as well as from the Hackers' mouths, that did not match the reality, and with a strange feeling, they reacquainted themselves with Kasia, and the illusion that the rumors did not match the actual image made the two unable to change their moods for a while.

However, these problems have disappeared in the continuous journey, and in the changes of the past few years, Kasia's sincerity has not changed. This is already an important factor in bringing people closer together.

The wilderness beyond the banded mountains is huge, uninhabited and unmarked. With a sense of direction for four people? The way forward is also very smooth, except for the need to dodge the airships that pass by in the sky from time to time along the way. A day and a half later, using Kasia's hearing as an opportunity? Soon after, the four climbed aboard a freight train that traveled the frontiers of the empire? Travelling to a destination that is several days late.

"It's been a long time since I've done this. "On top of the train? Kasia had a smile on her face. The reason why the transportation of the empire is convenient for the surgeon should be due to this factor. You don't need to buy a ticket, just climb up.

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"Chief? The information you requested. "Entering the room like a newcomer? The pace in the hallway was obviously brisk and smooth, but when I opened the door, everything changed.

Isn't the room spacious? The size of the living room of an ordinary resident's house. Nothing to do? Are the ceilings and walls white? A window that can be curtained? and a dim light fixture that makes the tone and atmosphere of the room more gloomy and cold. There's a two-metre-long desk in the room? A chair made entirely of steel plates and steel columns is behind the desk. A wall completely blocked by a row of bookshelves full of books? It is on the side of the desk.

The person who enters the room naturally lowers his head, which is a habitual action, and his physiology and instinct drive him to do so. A few steps closer to the desk, the man nodded slightly to the two people sitting next to the desk on the way, and said hello. Those are the two secretaries of the chief? A man and a woman? Isn't the look gloomy? Rather, it borders on a distorted seriousness.

Is the information just printed? In the few steps the man walked, the air in the room was filled with the scent of ink, which naturally reminded people of warmth. At least that's what the man thought of at the moment.

A very white hand then took the information that the man had placed on the desk? The sound of flipping through the room then rang out.

"Agnes and Isabel、、、 "The man who is called the leader is talking to himself, confused and uncertain. He looked at the black and white photos printed out on the materials, which were the photos that the Imperial Council carried when it announced the list of knights' attendants, with a taste of nearly two years ago, "It's them、、、 and MacDonald, Mavis、、、 four died at once, it seems that the other party is indeed Cassia is not wrong." ”

"Chief, there is information that these are rumors, and there is information that the dead are still alive. The leader before the man met put down the information and added carefully. He knew that the Chief's personality was not irritable or cold, and even on the contrary, the Leader had always been a serious and caring person in their eyes. It's just that the man, and the two secretaries beside him, as people who have acted with the leader, even if they know this information, once they think of the scene in action, this awe-like respect is something born from the bones, and they cannot restrain themselves.

"That's all fake, Agnes they must be dead. The man who was the leader said, "The other party is Kasia, and he fought once, and Agnis they don't have any chance at all." As if in a pause in memory, the man then looked at the two secretaries at the desk, "Are any of us familiar with Manoma?"

"There are a lot of them. The female in the secretary replied with a bow.

"Well, please pick a few people you are familiar with, that is, people who know a little bit about everything, in case you do something wrong because you don't know the situation. The itinerary is scheduled for the last few days, and it will take a while to get there, and the coastal area seems to be a certain distance from Manoma. The number of people is limited to six, and this time it is just to take a look. ”

"Got it, Chief. The three of them replied in unison, but their faces were different.

"Then if you go to Manoma, you have to have some disguise in your identity. "It's more like a man's own talk. He got up, went to the row of bookshelves, glanced at it, and took out two books - "On the Self-cultivation of Actors" and "From Facial Expressions to Becoming a Powerful Star". Smearing the paper, the man was quite satisfied, and sat down in the chair to look at himself.