This is a very special organization.

It's everywhere, but very few people actually know it—and even those who know about it have only heard the name and can't imagine its potential and power.

Assassins, killers, spies, underground intelligence networks, executioners... Be inclusive and do all the dirty work for His Majesty the Emperor and their leaders.

In the eyes of some people who know a little about this organization, those members who master strange magic and advanced skills, known as "night watchmen", are the backbone of this organization.

They couldn't be more wrong.

It is true that all members of the upper echelons of the organization are top assassins, but assassination is probably the most "insignificant" function of the organization, and the use of force is only considered when it is extremely necessary.

Intelligence gathering is the real terrible thing about them - the night watchmen in all corners of the empire dutifully hand over all the collected intelligence to the "single line" that connects with them, even if it is just a trivial matter, even if it is just an accident discovered by accident.

"But... It is these little things and accidents that the trivial information piece together the most 'detailed' imperial situation, putting the life and death of thousands of living beings in the palm of one person's hand. Raising an eyebrow, Loren looked meaningfully at Brandon:

"For example, I know that when I was fighting with the centaurs to the death, there were more than a dozen night watchmen who sent information to the Heavenly Dome Palace day and night... At most, you can see my latest battle report in a week. ”

Well... It's actually four days.

Brandon, who was sitting in a chair with his legs crossed, opened his eyes wide and smiled awkwardly.

"And His Majesty the Emperor in the Heavenly Dome Palace, relying on the intelligence network of the Night's Watch to control the entire empire. The black-haired wizard's eyes shrank: "This... It's the 'people' you want to fight for!"

"Rut Infinit may be dead, the Imperial Night's Watch may be completely shattered, but the Night's Watch in all regions of the Empire are still waiting for orders and summons - now is their most vulnerable time, because they don't yet know that the upper echelons have disappeared!"

"Before anyone can react, cultivating a cronie who will gradually control the Night's Watch organization and intelligence network across the empire is the most important thing we need at the moment. ”

"Before you become an emperor, you have the wrist that only an emperor has... Tilting his head, Brandon's eyes narrowed like a cat:

"By controlling the intelligence network of the Imperial Night's Watch and grasping first-hand information, we will be able to have the absolute initiative, and even be able to control the Emperor's every move, and blackmail the cabinet and council of the Heavenly Dome Palace to our advantage?"

"It's not the fundamental purpose, but it's one of the 'welfare'. The black-haired wizard shrugged: "What's more important is that such a powerful weapon and tool is not in our hands, but Conod is holding it... That's dangerous. ”

"Even if it's just for self-preservation, it's absolutely necessary to keep them in our hands as soon as possible. Loren nodded: "Of course, if we do it, Conod should think of doing it too... So it has to be as soon as possible. ”

That's why it's said that this is the top priority - the time, the place, the people... Harmony is the most important thing to turn the situation around, and even turn defeat into victory!"

The air was quiet for a minute.

A minute later, Brandon, biting his thumbnail, slowly raised his head, his burning eyes staring intently at the black-haired wizard in front of him, without even blinking.

"You... What for?"

Loren, who was looked at by him like this, was a little hairy, and subconsciously leaned back in the chair.

"Nothing, just a little emotional... I've felt this way before, but it's especially strong now. With a sincere smile on his face, Brandon wiped his dry lips with his tongue as if subconsciously:

"By the way... It's too early to talk about that, but when I'm crowned Emperor – whether it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth – I'll need a trusted Lord Keeper who can help me keep the Seals at bay throughout the Cabinet. ”

"Obviously, I will no longer use Metternich Leopold, nor will I use the nobles of the imperial capital who hate me from the bottom of their hearts, as for the new nobles, wizards, rich merchants with titles... It's not that you can't, but I'm afraid it's hard to convince the public. The more His Royal Highness said, the stronger the smile on the corner of his mouth:

"So I thought... Of course, this is not a promotion and promise, we are friends, and friends don't talk about this... Loren Turin, my dear friend, do you have any interest in this?"

"With me... Ruling the Empire?"

After saying that, Brandon, who was "smiling", had a fixed expression, and something called "expectation" flashed in his motionless eyes.

Well?

How... Got here?

But if there is a real chance, it is not impossible - indeed, if you can master and integrate the resources of the whole empire, and then face the "Black Cross" Serol, you will have a better grasp of yourself......

No, wait a minute.

The black-haired wizard's heartstrings trembled, and he suddenly remembered something.

"If you say why... How can a guy who has the consciousness of a natural ruler and has long been unable to distinguish the difference between responsibility and power assist others?"

“...... If I were the Emperor, and Charlotte Turin was Lord of Byrne and Minister of the Seals... I will definitely do everything I can to completely eradicate her and uproot her......"

"Either it's a 'regent' or a 'minister'......"

Loren twitched his throat hard.

Brandon on the other side blinked and handed over a "what's wrong" look.

"No, nothing! let's not talk about this for now!" the black-haired wizard immediately changed the subject, "The most important thing now is to find a suitable person as soon as possible, and we can absolutely trust him, so that he can integrate the entire night watch organization... Before the news leaks!"

"That's right, I guess the royal brother will do the same thing sooner or later, so we have to do what we need to do while we can still get ahead of them. Brandon agreed: "Dear sister-in-law Fitlonay, she also has the authority of the Night's Watch!"

"Since it is 'people', then who are 'people'... This is especially crucial. Loren sighed lightly and suddenly laughed: "It just so happens that I have a particularly suitable candidate. ”

"When you say that... Actually, I have one that is particularly suitable, and this guy can absolutely be trusted. ”

Lazily letting go of his legs, Brandon, who was sitting on the chair, showed a meaningful smile: "And... I think we're probably thinking of the same person......"

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"Sneezing ——!"

In the cold wind, Edward, who was standing at the gate of the Thousand Hordes, sneezed hard.

Rubbing his nose, the night watchman looked behind him helplessly, and sighed at the ruins of the Thousand Tents.

Why do you always have to do so much extra work, and you always have bad luck?

Obviously, it was just an errand job, but he was forcibly detained by His Highness Brandon for a whole month, and finally he was able to leave, and he ran into the Azorean elf assassin again;

I thought it would be just one last bait job, safe and risk-free, but in the end, the door to the tunnel was blocked, and I was almost turned into a roast meat in the castle by the dragon Milassis with the Assassins;

survived the nine deaths, and was continued to be "reused" by His Royal Highness Brandon, concealing it for him during the period when he secretly left (of course, where he went) was self-evident, and at the same time shouldered part of the daily government affairs and intelligence gathering work;

It's just inexplicable... His Highness Brandon, does he not know that he is the one who has been sent to spy on him, or is he so wide that he believes that his "watchman" will never harm him?

Of course, there was nothing wrong with him thinking so, this was originally the idea of Lord Rutte Infinit, and he tried his best to cooperate with His Highness Brandon, just as the eldest princess of Fitlonay cooperated with His Royal Highness Conrad.

But no matter how much they cooperate, the watchman is still the watchman, and his allegiance is still Rut Infinit and His Majesty the Emperor first, and His Highness Brandon second.

In addition, although he knew that he was thinking too much, Edward always felt as if he was being treated by His Highness as a cheap labor force that was in a sense very easy to use......

Well, it must be overthinking;

Edward, the Night's Watchman, sighed again.

"Lord Edward!"

A figure appeared behind the night watchman, bowed his head respectfully, and knelt down on one knee: "As for what you need, the information of the three legions stationed in Thousand Tent City has been delivered. ”

Is it so fast?

"Good. Hiding his consternation, he looked at the young man behind him with a somewhat stiff expression.

My lord... He was still very uncomfortable with this kind of title, and the look of awe and respect when others looked at him.

"Read. ”

"Yes!" the young entourage did not notice anything unusual, and stood up with his hands behind his back: "We have surveyed all the middle and lower rank officers of the three legions, and there is generally no dissatisfaction of any kind, because His Highness has always been kind to them, and his salaries and supplies have never been in arrears. ”

"As for the generals at the top, especially the flag commanders and flag bearers, cavalry and infantry commanders... It seems that he has long been accustomed to His Highness's style of acting, and there are no anomalies or movements. ”

Looking at the young entourage who lowered his head after speaking, Edward finally couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Three legions, counting nearly 30,000 auxiliary corps, and throwing out thousands of low-level soldiers... It's only been one night since they gave the order, and they've already collected it all.

This kind of work, which used to be busy all night, now only needs to be given an order and a word.

Is... Unprecedented experience.

It took nearly half a minute before Edward slowly spoke, "Next time, I don't want to hear the word generally, it seems. ”

"Yes! The subordinates will do their best!"

The young attendant, who was honestly frightened, even his shoulders trembled.

"How's the contact with the Imperial Capital Headquarters?" Edward turned his head, he was still very uncomfortable, "Any orders or information, have you sent them recently?"

"No... Not only was there no order or intelligence, but even the usual communication in the past was cut off. The young entourage shook his head: "In the past, even if the person in charge of the joint was killed, at least there would be urgent information sent... Nothing this time. ”

Other words... The assassins of the Azur elves also launched a raid on the Heavenly Dome Palace in the imperial capital, right?

Edward's brow furrowed, thinking about the seriousness of the matter.

The Imperial Capital Night's Watch Headquarters is the backbone of the entire organization, and the most important intelligence network, gathering information from all over the world... Without the center, the Night's Watch is divided into semi-independent organizations divided into regions and principalities.

No matter how he thought about it, he didn't think that Rut Infinit and His Majesty the Emperor would sit idly by and watch this happen.

Moreover, the intelligence network of the imperial capital is in chaos at the moment, filled with a large amount of gray information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and this kind of sophisticated smoke bomb looks like the standard style of the night watchman no matter how you look at it—otherwise who else can have such an ability?

"Continue to find a way, do everything possible to contact the headquarters of the imperial capital, and find the connector as quickly as possible. Edward said calmly: "Also, the information about the imperial capital is sent without leaking... Authenticity or not. ”

"Obey, my subordinates will do it!" The young attendant nodded very positively, as if he couldn't wait, and then said, "Besides, Byrne's side... His Royal Highness Brandon ordered a letter of information, marked as top secret. ”

Secret?

Surprised to take the letterhead from the hands of his respectful attendant, Edward quickly glanced at it.

In the next second, his expression instantly froze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

This... This......

This must have been brought up by that Loren Turin guy, right?!

That madman, madman, despicable and shameless villain, really, really wants to do things to such an extent......

"I say......" Edward suddenly raised his eyebrows, and stared at the attendant in front of him with a cold gaze:

"You, read this letter, haven't you?"

"Poof!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the young entourage immediately knelt on the ground and bowed his head deeply: "I'm very sorry, but my subordinates were very surprised when the letterhead was delivered, so I couldn't help but ......"

"Can't help it... I opened it and glanced at it secretly, and I still don't think it will be noticed?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!

I see, it turns out that it's because of this... He will be so respectful to himself, and even the most difficult tasks can be completed so efficiently......

The Night's Watch organization, which once made it its mission to explore secrets and protect secrets, began to corrupt little by little, and regarded these "secrets" as wealth in their own hands?

Edward sighed, put away his letterhead, and turned away in silence.

The young entourage who bowed his head was covered in cold sweat, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked into a smile.

Win, bet on yourself!

Sure enough, compared to the old and rigid tradition of the Night's Watch, the superiors still really value the efficiency of order execution, and as long as they can complete the task as quickly as possible, no one will hate a useful tool......

"Poof——!

The last word in my mind was "blocked" by the bayonet sword that poked out of my mouth.

"We are the Night's Watch in the shadow of the Empire......" Edward's voice rang in the ears of the young retinue whose mouth spurted blood:

"We... Not a careerist!"