Chapter 308: The Seventeenth Nail
Leo's room in the temple is located at the top of the building, and when you look down from here, you can easily see the beautiful scenery and figures of the entire temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Sometimes you have to admit that this condescending feeling is great. It is precisely because of this that many powerful people like to put their position high above and look down on all beings in order to satisfy the growing vanity in their hearts.
But now Leo doesn't have the heart to enjoy any vanity, and at this moment, Leo's heart is filled with a different feeling-a sense of urgency.
Tomorrow is the celebration, and all the plots of the Dark Child, lurking in the shadows and with the support of the dark god, will come to the surface, and what may be followed by amazing tragedies and countless tragedies, but Leo can only sit in the room and passively wait for news.
It's not a wonderful feeling at all.
Just as Leo was already a little overwhelmed and was about to find something to do, the door suddenly opened, and Morata's figure walked in: "I'm back, my lord." β
Leo, who was half-lying on the sofa, perked up and immediately sat up straight: "How is it, what is the reaction of the Marquis of Habs?" β
Although judging from the experience of the night in the hunting camp, it seems that the Marquis of Habs should be an alliance with Lord Leifeng to some extent, to be honest, Leo has no confidence in his heart about how reliable the Marquis of Habs is. After all, the powerful Lord Lei Feng is also a very unreliable person in Leo's opinion.
Someone who can assign the task of saving the world to a small mid-level magician, where do you think it can be reliable! Leo had done this more than once in his heart.
Morata didn't talk nonsense, and directly stated the truth that Leo wanted to know: "The Marquis Habs only told me one sentence: 'I know'. β
"I see?" Leo's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "What kind of bullshit answer is this?" β
Morata smiled helplessly and said, "I don't know either." β
Leo rolled his eyes speechlessly, and was about to say something, but suddenly heard Morata say: "It's just that when I exited the room where the Marquis Habs was, I suddenly felt a very powerful and familiar aura, and I always felt that the aura seemed to beβ"
Leo suddenly interrupted Morata's words: "Lord Thunderpeak's breath, right?" β
"Yes." Morata glanced at Leo suspiciously, and said, "How do you know?" β
Leo let out a cold snort from his nostrils, but the expression on his face immediately softened from the previous anxiety: "Because he deliberately made you feel it." β
Morata is not a fool, in fact, a fool is not qualified for the profession of a spy at all, so Morata immediately reacted: "What do you mean, my lord?"
"I mean," the expression on Leo's face quickly turned cloudy and then cloudy in a few seconds, only to see Leo smile at Morata, "We can put aside the matter of this vampire demon king Raggood for the time being, since Lord Thunderpeak has informed me of his arrival in this way, then he will not be indifferent to this matter." β
"I see." Morata's face was also relieved when he heard this, and suddenly the door of the room was opened again, and the third adjudicator walked into the room with heavy steps.
A thin piece of parchment was handed to Leo from the hands of Adjudicator No. 3: "My lord, this is the list you want. β
Leo reached out and took the list, which contained a total of nineteen "nails" of the Inquisition that were currently lurking in the city of Ridmar.
The word "nail" is the name given to the inquisition's own spies and spies.
As Adjudicator No. 3 has previously stated, most of the people on the list are currently in positions such as captains of the garrison soldiers, commanders of the palace guards, scribes of the Ministry of the Interior, and other seemingly unremarkable but in fact quite important positions.
"Huh?" When Leo saw the seventeenth person on the list, his gaze suddenly stopped.
"Has this 'nail' been in contact with the institute recently?" Leo pointed to the seventeenth person on the list and asked Adjudicator Three.
Adjudicator No. 3 leaned over to look at it, and thought for a moment before replying, "Generally speaking, unless there is particularly important information or action, there is no active contact between the office and the nail. As far as I know, this nail hasn't been in contact with the institute recently. β
"I see." Leo nodded and said, "Let's go meet him later." β
"Yes, sir." Adjudicator No. 3 happily agreed, then hesitated for a moment, and then said to Leo, "My lord, I heard a message from the head of the Divine Grace House when I just came back. β
"What's the news?" Leo, who was focusing on the list, asked casually without raising his head.
"That personal guard of yours named Darwin suddenly disappeared this morning." Adjudicator No. 3 said.
"Oh, if you're missing, you're missingβwhat!" Leo raised his head in shock, and his voice suddenly raised two octaves: "You said Ada is missing!?" β
Morata also had a surprised expression on his face, as a former deacon of the Varna City District Church, it was certainly impossible for Morata not to know who Darwin was.
You must know that when Leo went to serve as the bishop of the diocese of Varna, the personal guard who followed Leo was the temple warrior named Darwin, and in the battle with Princess Bella, Darwin also keenly recognized Morata's identity as a spy, and drew his sword and almost killed Morata.
A moment later, Leo was in a room in the side of the Grace Temple.
Although this room is not large, the furniture and utensils are clean and tidy, and it is obvious that it is often cleaned and tidyed. There was also a faint smell of medicine in the room, indicating that the person living here was still a sick person.
A sick number that is both familiar and unfamiliar to Leo.
After being severely wounded by the Grand Prince Emmanuel in that battle more than a month ago to protect Leo, the Templar Darwin has been living here to recuperate. When Leo arrived a few days ago, he had visited Darwin here, although Darwin had not fully recovered at that time, but his movements were basically free, but he did not expect to disappear unexpectedly at this time.
Leo's face was not good-looking, and there was obvious anger in his voice: "What a living person, why did he disappear?" β
The third adjudicator on the side bowed slightly and said, "I have already asked the maid who is responsible for taking care of his daily life, and said that she was acting normally until she fell asleep last night, and she didn't see anything abnormal." β
"Look, sir, is there something there?" The sharp-eyed Morata suddenly noticed something unusual.
Leo's heart tightened, and he took two steps forward and pulled out a note from under the pillow on the bed, on which a few words were scribbled very scribbly.
"There is a way to go, don't worry."
The check-in reads: "Ada." β
Leo let out a long breath, gently put down the note in his hand, and muttered a sentence out of his mouth.
"Ada, your lying skills are fucking terrible."
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