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Cologne is quiet at night, but it's unusually quiet.

The streets are empty, the shops are closed, the houses are sparsely lit, and the depressed scene of the former prosperity and bustle has been lost, and the abrupt change is full of stiffness and eccentricity, and the cause is blamed on a rumor.

It is rumored that something big is happening in Cologne tonight, and if you don't want to suffer a disaster, it's best to stay at home.

No one knows where the rumors came from, and no one has verified whether the rumors are true or false, and the people are blindly following, once a certain wind direction becomes the mainstream, most people will choose to trust and follow, and only a few people who remain sane will think about doubt. It's a pity that the power of blind obedience is often terrifyingly ignorant, and no matter how correct the explanation is, no one pays attention to it, and in the end it is helpless to cover up under the wave of blind obedience.

And are all rumors rumors?

No.

At least tonight's rumors in Cologne are true.

Because this rumor was deliberately released by the church and the town hall, the purpose is nothing more than to prevent the possibility of riots, and at the same time it can be used as a kind of deterrent to refugees, which means that we already know what you want to do, so it is better not to act rashly.

"With such a blatant threat, will they abandon their original plan of action because of this?"

On the iconic clock tower of the Green Wheat District, Xia Lan condescendingly looks down on the scenery of the entire neighborhood, and the autumn breeze blows through the placket of her clothes, and she can't help but feel a little chill.

"No, it won't." Standing beside him, Momer put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "All conspiracies need to be pretended to be eye-catching to conceal their true intentions, and for those behind the scenes, whether it is a refugee riot or an officer mutiny, it is a means to confuse us, especially the unscrupulous behavior of the other party in this matter shows this point." ”

What is the real intention of the mastermind behind it? This is the answer that everyone wants to know.

The refugee revolt would only affect the temporary stability of Cologne, and even if the other side could install its own people in the army, it would not change the outcome of the outright repression, and it would be impossible to overthrow the local rule. Obviously, the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes is not at all, think about it another way, why would the people behind the scenes create riots? Who was the ultimate beneficiary of the riots?

The answer lies with none other than the Templar's adversaries.

Aristocrats in power? Subverting the fangs? Heather Empire?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that there are many shady scenes.

"Let's go, they're moving."

With the ringing of the midnight bell, the dim neighborhood beneath his feet began to glow with fire, gradually converging into a meandering fire dragon in an orderly manner, Momer twisted his neck, his bones clicked, and a smile appeared on his solemn face, he turned his head sideways and said to Xia Lan, and then walked straight down the bell tower.

Xia Lan followed closely, looking at his broad back, not knowing where he was going to take him, let alone why he wanted to take himself to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes, obviously the most suitable person to assist him should be the adjutant Cassar, but Casal was assigned to the army by him, didn't he dislike himself for being burdensome?

"You're curious?"

Walking down the bell tower and quietly walking down the intricate dark alleys, Mommer said without looking back.

"Curious about what?" Xia Lan asked, because he didn't know if what the other party said was what he thought in his heart.

"Curious why I didn't put on Casal and took you with me." Momer Road.

"I do have doubts about this, but I think you have your own considerations, so I just give up." Charland Road. "Anyway, you're my nominal boss too."

"Huh! But I don't think you've ever been my boss, you're on an equal footing. Mommer smiled. However, I like your attitude. ”

"Because you don't have friends?" Charland Road.

"I really don't have any friends in my life, only a relationship between my superiors and subordinates." Mommer said admittedly.

"Why?" Xia Lan asked.

"Because I'm ugly!" Mommer laughed to himself.

“……”

Xia Lan didn't expect him to answer like this.

"There are many reasons why a person doesn't have friends, but I am surprised that the reason is so simple?" Momer's tone was flat, and he didn't see any mood swings in the slightest.

"A little humor, a little perfunctory." Charland Road.

Mommer shrugged, apparently not taking it to heart, and continued: "I was very ugly when I was a child, so the children around me my age did not want to play with me, and even deliberately laughed at and bullied you, for which I cried many times, but the more you cried, the happier the bully became, so I stopped crying, but chose to be silent......"

"What I didn't expect was that silence was exchanged for increased bullying, and I didn't understand at that time, crying was not, silence was not, how could they not bully me? Eventually, I found an old priest in the church who specialized in enlightening believers. He told me that they bully you because they want some kind of inner pleasure and pleasure, and when you affect their pleasure, they get angry about it, as if their authority has been offended...... The old priest told me a lot, but in the end I came up with a simple reason, they bullied me just because I was ugly. ”

"Funny, right?" Mommer looked back at Xia Lan and smiled.

“……”

Seeing that Xia Lan didn't react, Momer didn't say anything.

"At that time, I was not as strong and full of strength as I am now, on the contrary, I was very timid and timid, and I never knew how to resist. Do you know what that means? This means that you will always be the object of someone else's anger. And what saddens me the most is that my parents have never comforted and helped me, in their cognition, it seems that being bullied is a normal thing, forgetting to say, my parents are untouchables, do you know what untouchables are? Untouchables are the ones who have no status and are second only to slaves. ”

"Perhaps it was the providence of the heavens, after the death of both my parents, the old priest who had enlightened me adopted me, taught me to read, taught me to cultivate, until I was fortunate enough to participate in the Templar trials......"

"However, I failed the assessment three times, and at one point I was so desperate that I almost committed suicide."

"Bear the white eyes, discrimination, estrangement, and rejection around you...... Convinced that only becoming a Templar could I change everything, I met Hereth. ”

"What kind of person is she in your heart?" Xia Lan asked suddenly.

"A good angel." Mommer said solemnly.

"......," Xia Lan was silent for a moment. That's why you became her person? ”

"Because she gave me a second life, and at the same time made me understand what it means to live in this world, aren't two reasons enough?" Momer Road.

"Repay the favor?"

"It could also be love."

“……”

……

……

Out of the dark alley, there was a faint chaotic and noisy scream in the distance, and the scene of the confrontation between the refugees and the army with hideous faces could not help but appear in my mind, as if I could vaguely smell the smell of blood and fire, and the prelude full of conspiracy slowly opened.

Walking on an unfamiliar street, the ground is littered with discarded garbage and excrement, the surrounding houses are relatively simple, most of them are wooden bungalows, high-rise buildings resembling masonry buildings are very rare, and the road is quiet and bleak, perhaps because the people who have been instigated in the neighborhood have left.

There is no so-called slum in Cologne, but the quality of life is divided into regional differences, and the townspeople living in the green wheat neighborhood are basically poor and frustrated. After the influx of refugees into Cologne, many refugees who had no economic foundation could only choose to live in the Green Wheat Block, which was inevitably deliberately guided by the City Hall, and over time, the Green Wheat Neighborhood became the base camp of the refugees.

In front of a dilapidated house, the leader Mommer directly pushed open the half-hidden door, a pungent musty smell hit him in an instant, I don't know how long it has been uninhabited, stepping into the room, the roof is full of holes, it is really tattered, the moonlight pours a cold light through those holes and cracks, and the vision can clearly see the cobwebs in the house, and the abandoned furniture that falls from side to side.

What did Mommer bring him here for?

Xia Lan looked at the other party with questioning eyes, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a slight footstep in his ears, and the whole person immediately became fully alert.

"My lord! You're finally here. ”

With the light on her back, she saw a vague figure emerge from a distance, and when she got closer and saw the appearance clearly, Xia Lan was shocked.

How could it be him?

He was sure his eyes were right.

The person who came was Viscount Blaise's personal bodyguard, and he had investigated in depth!

"Thank you for your hard work."

Mommer nodded, turned sideways and pointed at Xia Lan for a brief introduction.

"He's Grimm, the latest Templar, a little guy worth cultivating!"

Sair looked at Xia Lan expressionlessly and said, "I've seen you, an unruly fellow. ”

Xia Lan was silent, because he really didn't expect that the other party would be Momer's person, and he chose the direction of the investigation on him, and the misunderstanding caused by this was inevitably embarrassing.

"Sair is an inside pawn secretly selected by the Templars back then, and is responsible for monitoring the every move of the local nobles." Mommer understated it.

"You already know the reason." Xia Lan said softly.

"You're wrong, I only know a little more than you do." Mommer shook his head.

Si El quietly watched the conversation between the two, a little strange about the relationship between the two sides.

"Selle, have you found the clues I want these days?" Mommer gets back to business.

"I only know one address." Sair said solemnly. "Blaze's old fox is so well hidden, I don't know every time he comes into contact with a mysterious person, as if he was deliberately guarding against me, and finally I got a little clue from other sources."

"What address?" Mommer said directly.

"59 Blue Road Street." Sairdow.

This...... Not the address of the Lumai Neighborhood Police Station?

Mommer's expression froze instantly. (To be continued.) )