The imperial capital, somewhere in the street.

The icy spring rain was still falling, making the mottled earthen walls on both sides look old, and there was not a single figure to be found in the empty streets, only the bitter echo of the cold wind passing by the ears.

It looks like an abandoned street, not unlike the gutter alleys of Ebotden or the slums of a small town.

The black-haired wizard silently followed the night watchman, constantly looking around.

The narrow streets, flanked by dilapidated houses and muddy paths, have been at least ten years old, judging by the extent of the damage.

Loren said secretly in his heart.

The Night's Watch representing the Emperor's eyeliner and poison blade... What will their headquarters look like?

The high walls of the forest fortress, the guard towers are numerous, the eyeliner is dense, the five steps are one defense, and the ten steps are one sentry... Barbed wire, iron bars, wizard towers, dungeons, gallows, whip shackles, cross locks, iron shackles, iron nail beds, iron virgins... Ahem, cough, cough.

Or maybe it's like the night watch base at Ebolden...... Sewers, prisons, weapon racks, test beds, all kinds of intelligence, all kinds of eyeliners... All in all, it's an underground fortress, but it's certainly tighter and more secretive than Ebolden's.

But either way, it's definitely not going to be the one in front of you.

The delicate and small three-story clock tower, the barely neat stone path in front of the door, and the very beautiful small flower beds on both sides... It looks like it's often taken care of.

"Here we are, this is the headquarters of the Night's Watch. ”

"You must be kidding, right?"

"No, I'm serious, this is it. ”

"......" Loren Turin.

As the words fell, the indifferent Night's Watch stepped forward and pushed the door open, followed by the dark-haired wizard who took a closer look at the tower's furnishings.

Slightly old candlesticks, slightly yellowed carpets and walls, a few tables and chairs, plus a fireplace... There is nothing to surprise about, just an ordinary living room.

How to say it, uh... It's a bit unexpected.

"Let's have a drink first. ”

Seeing that the black-haired wizard had sat down, the indifferent Edward skillfully walked to the fireplace wine rack, poured two full glasses of ale, stuffed one of them into Loren's hand, and brought a plate of fruit and blueberry pudding.

"The drinks here are not great, but the food is fresh... All of them came from the royal manor outside the imperial capital, and originally only supplied things from the Heavenly Dome Palace. ”

"It's still early today... A little later, there will be a dedicated person to deliver fresh fruits, vegetables and meat. ”

“......”

The black-haired wizard looked at Edward across from him as he looked at the frothy drink in his hand, while the indifferent Night's Watch ignored it, picked up his knife and expertly ate on the blueberry pudding on the table.

Before Loren could react, Edward had skillfully brought dry wood to light the fireplace, and above the warm light of the fire was a soup pot that seemed to have the ingredients ready for it, stewed with potatoes, onions, and beef.

In a full quarter of an hour, the two of them finished a plate of fruit, half a blueberry pudding, and three glasses of ale—if it weren't for the soup pot still on the stove, maybe another bowl of stew.

If this were a comic, there would definitely be a huge question mark above Loren's head.

I am now sitting in the most treacherous, terrifying, and secret place in the entire Empire.

In the infamous Night's Watch headquarters......

Sit in front of a warm fireplace and drink ale and eat blueberry pudding......

Am I crazy, or are they crazy?

Boredom playing with the fork in his hand, the corners of Loren's mouth added a sarcastic sneer, from the moment he entered the door to the present, the night watchman in front of him, who had never spoken to tell the truth, had actually revealed a lot of information.

the secluded but unobtrusive headquarters of the Night's Watch;

a place where you can receive tribute directly from the royal estate;

The empty tower, but the soup pot is stewed;

There is also a night watchman who has become uncharacteristically apathetic......

The signs of anomality were almost like a book spread out in front of the dark-haired wizard, and the secrets that the people in front of him wanted to hide were written on it, but Loren had no interest in peeling back the cocoon, and he didn't bother to guess what Edward was trying to do.

He's waiting, waiting for this guy to speak for himself.

After using up the last blueberry pudding, the indifferent night watchman slowly raised his head, his cold gaze seemed to be able to see everything:

"You seem to be a little out of the ordinary today. ”

"No, it's you who is the pervert. ”

"Yes, but you never spoke. Edward's expression moved slightly: "In the past, you would have forced me to explain all this clearly." ”

The black-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Because I have two things in mind... First, Edward of Eberden was the most qualified night watchman, but he would not die for Root Infinit easily. ”

A look of astonishment flashed in the night watchman's eyes, and for a moment he understood the meaning of Loren.

Rut Infinit... Not equal to the night watchman.

"Second, Thran Corvo is just your excuse that he's not in your hands right now... In other words, not under the control of the night watch. ”

In a moment, Edward's pupils shrank suddenly, and the black-haired wizard smiled.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood.

Put yourself in your shoes, what would you do if Therran Corvo was in your hands?

It's simple, nothing can be done.

Edward knows himself well... Yes, I care about this wizard apprentice very much, but not to the point where I can use it to blackmail myself...... Lussac Corvo is dead, and the Royal Academy of Wizards has won the Pre-Judgment.

In other words, Thran Corvo's value is long gone, just an apprentice who has lost the possibility of becoming a wizard... This statement is very impersonal, but it is the coldest reality.

Because of this... Edward deliberately said that he was "blackmailing" with Thran Corvo, but instead he was telling himself that the current Night's Watch was not able to threaten his own capital, and he did not even dare to do anything to himself for the time being.

If that's the case, then he's here for the purpose of staying here... It's very interesting.

The surprised Night's Watch seemed to be very nervous, and his right hand holding the knife never let go, and after only a minute, the indifferent Edward pulled the corners of his mouth at himself and threw the knife on the table.

What's wrong with you?

This guy in front of you is Loren Torino... The one who was able to survive at the hands of the evil gods, traversed the glacial wasteland, and remained intact in front of thousands of monsters.

It's hard to talk about, but... It's true that he's no match for him, and even if he wants to keep this guy here, it's very reluctant.

"They're already planning to do it. ”

Edward stiffly picked the corners of his mouth and said very dryly.

"Huh?" the black-haired wizard froze.

"The previous tavern... The Night's Watch in the Imperial Capital has begun to notice that I am secretly helping you. There was a bitterness in the night watchman's voice, and he sighed heavily.

"So fast?" Loren frowned slightly.

"Not only this time, but also the previous ......," Edward said lightly, "In addition, there is the most recent one. ”

"Lately?"

"Do you really think... The Night's Watch and the Church don't know that there is conclusive evidence in Lussac's laboratory? It's used to wait for you to jump in. ”

Speaking of this, Edward's expression also changed a little: "There are eight Imperial Capital Night's Watchmen, all of whom are the most elite spies, responsible for ambushing Ain Rand and Lusen - even I didn't get any information in advance, so maybe they were already suspicious of me at that time, right?"

"But as a result... Eight people have no bones left!"

"The blood was squeezed dry, and no bones in the body were intact, as if they had been crushed by someone... Knocking out the bones and squeezing the marrow is simply an unheard of way to die!"

Loren's expression froze slightly.

Knock the bone and squeeze the marrow......

It's hard, it's hard to do it......

"Hmm... It seems that you may not know what is going on with this expression. Edward bowed his head slightly and sighed: "Anyway, because I have become the object of suspicion in this matter, they may have to do it next!"

"It's... What does Rut Infinit mean?"

"Probably not, but at least he acquiesced. Edward's eyes were gloomy and his voice hoarse:

"Loren, their goal is you!"