The fourth S-class of the Hero Association: Reggie Edric, the war endor, after three days of airship flight, once again stepped on the royal capital of the Principality of Itis: Dawn City, on the sturdy and neat bluestone pavement. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This energetic old man is wearing a gray trench coat at the moment and is marching towards the branch of the Hero Association in the royal capital.

After coming to the Houdu branch this time, in addition to having a secret meeting with the seven S-class "puppet masters" Camus stationed here for two hours, Reggie, who had no rest on the same day, rushed to the residence of the King's Shield Knights in the southernmost corner of the city and visited the Grand Knight Wendsol.

Reggie's resolute way of doing things will certainly increase the efficiency of everything exponentially, but in the same way, such a high-profile style of action also makes those who are nervous pay more attention to his behavior.

However, this is not a matter for Reggie, who has already had a hot tea with the big knight, anyway, his visit to the royal capital this time is not a secret in itself.

"Uncle Reggie, your appearance here without warning is really causing me a lot of trouble."

After receiving a report from his subordinates: a sharp increase in the number of unknown itinerant vendors around the Knights' station, the great knight Wendthor rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and complained about the old man in front of him.

"This is normal, who made the old man look very recognizable, besides, if I had notified you in advance, would you still sit here obediently and drink tea with me?" Reggie said with a natural expression at the moment.

Winsol smiled wryly at his father's best friend, and resigned himself to Reggie's tea.

"Uncle Reggie, I'm afraid you're not just here for the Dark Warband."

"Of course, after all, you are now a leader who stands alone, and I think you should have already taken precautions and made decisions about the things I just told you, and it would be verbose for me to say more."

Reggie touched his beard, took a sip of tea and said, "Actually, the main reason why I came this time is not for the girl in your family. Every time I see her occasional sad face, I feel uncomfortable, what happened between you? Of course, if you don't tell me, I won't tell you about Alwin and her new friends! ”

“！？ New friends? Male? Female? ”

In the closed room for a while, the two men stared at each other with wide eyes.

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Dawn City, as the royal capital of the Duchy of Itis, is also the center of power of the entire country, where in addition to the royal family, all the king's important organs are located in this glorious city.

And the power of the entire principality is only under the king, the chief adviser to the royal family, the prime minister of the principality: Balfete Orinu, who is sitting in the simple and simple meeting room with a smile and listening to the intelligence reports from his subordinates.

Looking at the splendid Prime Minister's Mansion on the outside and the interior like an ordinary civilian residence, it is estimated that no one would have thought that the Prime Minister, who is most sincere to the Principality, is the one who most wants to put an end to this decadent and degenerate country.

The extravagant mansion on the surface has become the best protective color of the Dark Warband in the royal capital, perfectly guarding them to carry out their amazing plan destined to shake the entire continent.

At this moment, the person on the throne listened to the intelligence officer's report and asked his own question, "You mean, after the War Ender entered the Knights' station, the puppeteer also began to move?" ”

The smile on Barfitte's face never diminished at any given time.

"Yes, you're right, sir. Judging by the current actions of the puppeteer, it is indeed a clear order from the end of the war. Most of the Hero Association's strongholds around the royal capital are all in abnormal transfers. Facing the smile of his boss, a sense of satisfaction that his efforts had been recognized filled the intelligence officer's heart, but when he thought of the previous intelligence chiefs who had disappeared before, his heart trembled and he was even more determined to do his best for the prime minister.

Old Locke, who was sitting on the side, looked at the intelligence officer who seemed to have been poisoned by Ecstasy, and couldn't help but pout, because he thought of Caesar's idiot, why did he always have to go against him? When he was a child, he was obviously so obedient and respected himself.

"Well, what's going on with the War Ender?" Balfit squinted his eyes and continued to ask.

Upon hearing this question, the intelligence officer replied with a somewhat embarrassed face, "I'm very sorry, my lord. It's so heavily guarded that my men can't even enter the Order's quarters, not even the perimeter, and the personnel we've planted inside can't get the message out. The whole place was cut off there. ”

After receiving this answer, Balfit was not annoyed, but still nodded gently, "What is abnormal about those nobles who oppose us now?" ”

Seeing that the prime minister was not to blame for his ineffectiveness, the relieved intelligence officer regrouped and reported: "After this period of surveillance, they have not... What a special trend, it can even be said that it is very... How so? The intelligence officer organized the language, "Normal! Yes, it's very normal. A sense of abnormality that makes the intelligence services feel abnormal. ”

After speaking, he looked at the prime minister with some apprehension, and at the same time secretly regretted his gaffe just now.

"Well, your intelligence is important. You're doing a good job, go down. "Balfit was very satisfied with the newly promoted intelligence officer, and the person in charge who could think proactively was quite useful.

Even after retiring the intelligence officer, as a veteran old fox's cultivation, Balfitte's smile has not diminished, because the ravages of facial expressions for a long time have made the deep gullies on his face more obvious.

However, everything in front of him made the Black Rose who was following Old Locke extremely annoying. Because this kind of smiling tiger can always bring back some bad memories for her.

I saw Balfit twist his fat body and change to a more comfortable sitting position, and then turned his head to Old Locke and said with a smile: "Although I have expected that there will be many obstacles to the plan, it seems that my estimate is still too conservative." In addition, the great knight has also noticed that the opposition forces led by him are getting bigger and bigger because of the addition of many nobles, and the current situation is not very optimistic. Do you have any opinion on Master Locke? ”

Old Locke, who was asked, pondered for a while and said: "The deputy head of the regiment should have been prepared, you know, even if the Hero Association obstructs it, but due to the agreement between the major powers, it is difficult for them to make a difference, so there is no need to worry, but the King's Shield Knights in the hands of the great knight..."

Speaking of this, Old Locke raised his eyebrows and glanced at the fleshy face that was still smiling even though he was talking about the bad situation, and then said, "Not to mention how many people in this knight group have been bought by you, even if it is still monolithic, it cannot be dispatched without the king's authorization." And now that mediocre king doesn't listen to you, I guess you have already arranged those greedy nobles. ”

Old Locke couldn't help but sigh as he spoke, "Thanks to you by the side of the regiment leader, the war group can be what it is now, maybe the title of "conspirator" is the most appropriate to press on your head." ”

"Haha, Master Locke, you are exalting me too much, without you, we people don't know which gutter we will die in. And it's not just you and me in the group, but the Black Rose behind you, and Caesar's boy are the future of the warband. ”

The black rose on the side listened to the two terrible beings who couldn't spit out bones at all, and mentioned that they just smiled "hehe", and they didn't appreciate it at all.

"Lady Blackbrier, how do I feel that you hate me, it makes me feel innocent, I don't remember offending you." Balfit pinched a handful of whiskers on his chin, his eyes narrowing.

"To be exact, I don't like all men." Looking at Old Locke, who was lying down for no reason, Black Rose raised her chin and mended the knife at Old Locke, "Including you, Locke." ”

"Don't talk about these non-nutritious topics, Deputy Commander, since your intelligence officers are so incompetent, then let me help you, I'm very professional." As she spoke, Black Rose's eyes lit up with a dangerous and terrifying look.

Since the last time he fought with the most famous powerhouse in this continent: the War Terminator, there has been a lot of growth of Black Rose, eager to see his current limit, the terrible talent of the blood successor lies in this, this kind of hard cultivation that countless ordinary people have worked hard day and night has become a ridiculous joke.

Balfit was well aware of Black Rose's thoughts now, but he didn't want to make a fuss. For him, the War Ender was only a small part of the foreseeable obstacles in the plan.

As for Black Rose, Balfit had more important tasks for her to complete, and supervising Mondok's potion results was one of them, in fact, from the beginning, he was very uneasy about this mad alchemist who took the initiative to ask to join. The seemingly single-minded Mondalk may have even more insane ambitions, so the warband can't afford to lose control of that madman no matter what.

"Lady Black Rose, I've made arrangements for the Hero Association, so I won't bother you with this little thing. However, I have another mission that is vital to the warband and I need your help, ma'am. Balfit said to Black Rose with a grin.

Disinterested, Black Rose stared at Balfit with a pair of big cat eyes, as if he had said that if the task was not so important, she would be prey.

After all, compared to the minor conflict with the War Ender, the future of the warband is more important to Black Rose.

"The time promised by Mondalk is coming up, and it takes someone with enough qualifications to spy on him, and I'm very worried about this madman, so if it weren't for you, Madam, I wouldn't be able to prepare for the next move with peace of mind." Balfit looked at Black Rose with your best expression, as if you wouldn't promise me to lean on you.

Disgusted by the greasy smile, Black Rose finally had to agree, and soon said a fluttering "Leave it to me." She got up and left the parlour.

And, it wasn't until Black Rose had left for a long time that Balfitte's disgusting, but actually doting eyes, which had great power, gradually converged, and although he was still smiling, he couldn't see the slightest flattery.

"Balfitte, your special affection for the Blood Successor may affect your decision-making, you know?" Old Locke, who was watching the whole time from the side, sighed and said.

Barfitte, who didn't seem to explain anything, stood up, he pointed to the luxurious floor-to-ceiling statue that a small border nobleman had bribed him to his side, and said, "This is a young blood heir who has been forged using his ability, and when I brought him to the royal capital, he no longer had the consciousness that he should have as a person." …… Master Locke, for those children, it's time for us old antiques to turn the world upside down! Don't you think so? ”

Old Locke looked at the subtle and slightly warped golden statue in a daze, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed, "Haha, so you are the deputy head of the regiment!" Let's go, let's go. ”