Carré naturally figured this out, and felt that he had underestimated Ou Ming before, and originally thought that Ou Ming was a refiner who was obsessed with refining, and he was not very sophisticated, but now it seems that Ou Ming's EQ is definitely the top.

How could a person who could become a refining master have low emotional intelligence.

However, he didn't have any other thoughts in his heart, smart people, he still likes to deal with smart people.

In a luxurious room in the castle, Carré met Ou Ming, who was now radiant, with a confident smile on his face and a faint pride in the depths of his eyes.

After a few words with Ou Mingxu and the snake, leaving three green cards of one million Jialan Bank, Carley retrieved the shadow sword and went down the mountain.

Ou Ming gave Carré an ancient scabbard according to the agreement, which fitted with the shadow line sword, Carré didn't see anything special about the ancient scabbard, but the scabbard style was simple, but it was very in line with his aesthetics

The scabbard as a whole seems to be made of a kind of black ebony, and the carved patterns on it have been somewhat blurred, full of the vicissitudes of time.

In Ou Ming's words, there is a magical power in this ancient scabbard, which can automatically maintain the sword placed in it, even the martial saint weapon can be maintained, which saves Kalei a lot of trouble, although the martial saint weapon is difficult to damage, and it does not need to be maintained, but once it is maintained, the process is very cumbersome, and you have to worry about whether the maintenance refiner will be greedy for the martial saint weapon.

Ou Ming was not lying, and Vixi told Carré in her mind that the ancient scabbard emitted a strange magnetic field, which should have a certain function for maintaining weapons.

I took a taxi to the train station in Stormwind and bought a train ticket for tomorrow morning at 7 a.m.

Standing in the bustling and crowded ticket hall, Carré suddenly became distraught at the thought of leaving tomorrow, and felt the urge to tear up the train ticket in his hand.

In the days when he first entered the Royal Prison, it was hatred that kept him alive, hatred was the driving force of his life, knowing that he met Delina, he didn't realize it himself, in the crazy venting with Delina, the wounds in his heart began to gradually heal, revenge is no longer the only motivation for his life, he began to feel the beauty of life, although revenge still exists in his heart, but that is only a goal, no longer the whole of his life.

Women are always a good medicine for men!

After standing quietly in the noisy train station for a long time, Carré's mood finally calmed down, turned into a pool of quiet spring water again, smoothed out the crumpled train ticket, put it in his pocket, and walked out of the train station.

Back at Pierce's manor, Delina was nowhere to be seen, probably planning a god-given mission in a room in the castle, Carré was surprisingly uncultivated, asked the servant for a few bottles of spirits, walked to the rooftop of the castle, looked at Stormwind in the sun, and drank the spirits one by one.

Carré suddenly felt that it was not a good thing to have a strong physique, at least in terms of drunkenness, after drinking several bottles of liquor in a row, he only felt a slight burning on his face, without a trace of drunkenness.

The autumn wind blew and ruffled Carré's long white hair, which danced in the wind.

It's time to cut your hair!

Looking at the white hair brushing in front of him, Carré suddenly thought.

Throwing away the empty wine bottle in his hand, Carré walked out of the castle and strolled around Stormwind without purpose, leaving tomorrow, coming to such a thousand-year-old city that has precipitated the vicissitudes of time, it is really not appropriate to take a good stroll.

As a fortress city that once stood on the border of the Nurha steppe, Stormwind City is actually very ornamental, and there are countless people who come here every day.

Carré went to the Martyrs' Memorial, full of broken armor and weapons, and left a bouquet of white flowers in front of the monument inscribed with the names of countless martyrs, who deserved his respect, and perhaps no one knew that they had given their lives for the safety of the Empire except for the relatives of those soldiers.

People tend to remember to sing the praises of the generals who fought to fame in the first battle against the attacks of the steppes, describing their resourcefulness and force with countless flowery words, ignoring the bones of the tens of millions of soldiers who were famous under their fame.

Carré also went to see some of the public schools in Stormwind, where he would have gone after the age of twelve, because it was the fall break, and there were no people in the public schools, except for the fallen leaves on the ground.

In the evening, Carré arrives at Stormwind's Sylvia Square, built to commemorate the rise of a female general in a battle and is one of Stormwind's most famous attractions.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the fountain in the center of the square with a dreamy color, many visitors stop at this moment to admire the beauty of the square of Sylvia, several bards find a step here and there to sit down, pull up the viano in their hands, and the melodious sound of the piano slowly echoes over the square.

Listening to the melodious sound of the piano, Carré sat casually on one of the steps, his smooth white hair draped over his shoulders, looking at the sunset gradually setting in the west, his blue eyes as deep as the sea, like a blue melancholy noble son on the phone.

For a while, many girls in Sylvia Square frequently looked sideways in Carré's direction.

At this moment, everything was normal in the imperial capital of Silan, thousands of miles away, and the escape of Carré and Delina was like throwing a stone into the endless sea, without stirring up the slightest wave.

Peter walked out of an interrogation room in the imperial capital of the Imperial Supervision Department, with a smile on his face, he was in a good mood, and the tyranny accumulated in his heart for several days was all vented on the Austro-Pleno spy, and he felt refreshed.

He was a low-level censor in the interrogation department of the Ministry of Supervision, and his job was shady, but he liked it very much, after all, the people he faced were all high-profile people in the outside world, and torturing those people could make him feel the thrill of trembling down his spine.

Looking at the somewhat bleak sky, Peter tightened his clothes and quickened his pace, one of his colleagues, Hall, was going to treat him to a treat tonight at the night rose, and the thought of those slave girls weeping bitterly at his torture made Peter's breathing heavy breathing.

Night Rose, he hasn't been there for a while, after all, more than a year ago, he interrogated a teenager named Carré, originally thought that the boy would definitely die, so he didn't keep his hand and tortured him well, but he didn't expect that a nobleman really rescued the boy.

And it's not the kind of nominal nobleman, but the deputy commander of the imperial capital city defense army, Count Anthony, killing him is no different from pinching an ant to death, he was really scared at that time, but the Ministry of Supervision, as a very special department of the empire, is directly responsible to the emperor and the senate, and ordinary nobles can't contact them at all.

In those days, he lived in the office of the interrogation department every day, and only there could he feel safe, and then he vaguely heard that the rescued teenager was being held in the royal prison again, so he dared to return to his own home to live, but he was careful in everything, and he was not careless, and always lived a life of two points and one line between home and the interrogation department.

It wasn't until a year passed, and still nothing happened, that he put his mind at ease, just in time for Hall's treat tonight, he must vent well, if the girl named Yali is still alive, he must order the girl tonight, after all, the sound of the girl's screams always makes him feel pleasant.

Peter walked to the second floor of the Night Rose and found Holding's private room, but the hall he was familiar with in the private room was lying on the sofa at the moment, his face was pale, but there were two sickly flushes on his cheekbones, and his body exuded his familiar smell, the smell of death.

He just wanted to escape, but he was directly stopped by the two big men in the room, and he wanted to shout, after all, the power of the boss behind the night rose was not small, but he couldn't make a sound, and his neck was held fiercely by a big hand.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me, I ...... I know the secret! He tried his best, and his throat barely made a faint sound, in the Ministry of Supervision, he did not have a high status, but as an interrogator he still knew a lot of secrets.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense to him, and directly stabbed a hose into his mouth, through his throat and into his esophagus, through the hose, a large amount of highly concentrated liquor was poured into his stomach.

Peter's legs fluttered and struggled like fish on the shore, and as a seasoned interrogator, he knew what the other party was trying to do, and although the liquor was good, it would kill if he drank too much, and he had once killed one of his neighbors, and abused his wife and daughter.

The death caused by this method is much like the sudden death caused by the deceased's own excessive drinking, which is why he was able to kill his neighbor without being discovered by the Imperial police.

He never imagined that one day he would be treated like this and die under such methods.

There was more and more liquor in his stomach, and the alcohol slowly entered the bloodstream, and his spirit began to be a little trance-like, but he had always wondered who was going to kill him, and he was careful, and only when he knew that he was going to be interrogated and would he torture the other party madly.

Taking advantage of the last of his sobriety, Peter glanced resentfully at the big man who clenched his throat, and finally tilted his head and fainted, and the big man who poured the wine did not relax, and poured about two bottles of liquor into Peter's stomach.

The big man who was holding Peter's neck released his clenched palm, but there was not a single blood mark on Peter's neck due to the strong force, showing the big man's super ability to control power.

Peter, who had fainted, was as pale as a dead man under the influence of a large amount of alcohol, and his breathing became weaker and weaker, but his heart beat faster and faster, a hundred beats a minute, two hundred beats a minute, and three hundred beats a minute...... The private room was filled with the sound of Peter's drumbeat.

Finally, Peter's breathing stopped, his heart, which was beating extremely fast, suddenly stopped, and the blood flowing through his body slowly listened.

The two men in the private room carefully examined Peter, confirmed that all of Peter's vital features were gone, closed the door of the private room, and left the private room.

Out of the night roses, the two looked at each other, nodded, and walked separately, deliberately lingering for a while in the somewhat noisy streets after nightfall, and cautiously walked towards a manor not far from the palace, the surroundings of the manor were very quiet.

In the Imperial Capital Real Estate Management Department, this is the asset of a half-step martial king of the empire.

In a quiet room in the manor, the alchemy lamp was not turned on, and it was a little dim, and two big men knelt down on one knee and respectfully reported to a man who was looking out the window with his hands behind his back.

"My lord, the matter is settled, and no trace has been left."

"Good job, step down!" The man standing by the window waved his hand, signaling that they could leave.

The bright moonlight poured down, through the transparent window, illuminating the dim room, and also illuminating the face of the person standing by the window, the slightly handsome face, fair skin, black and silky hair, but the eyes were a little narrow, exuding a sharp gaze like a blade, it was the former head of the intelligence department of the Jialan Empire...... Adolph

It's simply shocking, the Empire's number one absconding key criminal today, the wanted notice is almost all over the streets of the Empire, and countless intelligence officers of the Empire did not flee the Empire after that night of Adolf, who was secretly visiting, but returned to the imperial capital, and even lived next to the palace.

It's really bold, playing with the empire under the lights, if Adolf's position is leaked, he will definitely die, and the number of martial kings and martial saints in the imperial capital is quite a lot.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, it seems that Adolf is very good at playing this hand, and if he does the opposite, I am afraid that no one would have thought that Adolf would return to the imperial capital.

"The agreed thing is done, and my play is about to start!" Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Adolf muttered to himself.

He is not a good person, his hands are bloody, and countless white bones have been buried, there are wicked people with unwritten bamboo and animal hearts, and there are also good people with pure hearts and self-sacrifices. But he was a man who kept his promises, and he rarely made promises, but once he made them, he was sure to fulfill them.

Even King Polyvu, who was indirectly killed by him, kept his promise to him, and led King Polyvu to chase down the Fugitive Pope.

He returned to the imperial capital and used some secret hands left during his previous tenure to erase the traces of Carré's life in the imperial capital, and almost all the people who came into contact with Carré were killed, and the methods were very hidden, and all of them were made to commit suicide.

However, what surprised him was that he had investigated that Carré had been hospitalized in the Imperial Capital's City Defense Military Hospital, and wanted to end all the people who came into contact with Carré, but found that the people who came into contact with Carré at that time, doctors, nurses, including the soldiers who were guarding at the time, were all secretly transferred to various parts of the country by Carré's uncle Anthony, and if nothing else, those people would not be able to return to the Imperial Capital for the rest of their lives.

This saved him a lot of effort, and he also found a young man who looked very similar to Carré, a street child, and Adolf showed no mercy for this street child's tragic background, and directly stabbed the other man in the heart with a sword, and threw his body into a mine on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

At his deliberate instigation, the body was found by Imperial guards and then reported to His Majesty the Emperor, and one of the Imperial prisoners at large from the Royal Prison had died.

Eventually, under Adolf's various means, Carré. Lancelot vanished as if he had never existed.

Readers, it's not much, but I'm sorry here!

Of course not a eunuch, a new chapter begins, but I send a new volume with some imagination from the others.

Therefore, I have to rewrite the outline, and the outline that I have worked so hard to write will also be reversed and rewritten, so it is estimated that it will not be able to be updated for this period of time.

After all, the outline is fully moving, and the time is estimated to be more than a week, so please be considerate!

(End of chapter)