Chapter 41: Still a Fox
As much as the stake is, it is worth the risk, and no matter how old the fox is, it cannot withstand the fatal temptation.
The mission turned the entire Western Continent into a front line, and if the world could survive this catastrophe, the North and South Continents, which belonged to the rear, would be enough to preserve more living forces.
Duke Roy smiled helplessly, because he was still the minister of the principality, this kind of small trick between politicians magnified to the level of the whole world, almost blinded him.
Perhaps, when the collision point was in the Western Continent, the popes, kings, and high priests had already thought of this.
"Is there any news from Ferrante?"
"No, it's been five years, and no one knows where he's gone. "Duke Roy suddenly felt a little lonely when he mentioned his son.
"Don't worry. The God of War Pope patted Duke Roy on the shoulder, "That kid is more powerful than you think, if you hadn't opposed it back then, I would have introduced him to the church a long time ago." ”
"What are you going to church for, being a reckless man like you?"
"Then do you think that making him a scholar, even if he becomes a great guide, will meet his mother's expectations?"
The air around the two of them froze a little, and a fallen leaf floated onto the shoulder of the God of War Sect, making him instantly clench the long sword at his waist.
The green light of Dinah's palm on the side disappeared, and she withdrew her hand in some fear.
"Right...... I'm sorry. ”
"It's okay, what a beautiful girl. ”
......
After a long period of deliberation, the delegation left the Western Continent, and as the leaders of many forces, it was not advisable for them to leave for too long.
But the route of the Furious Sea suddenly became lively, and a large number of supplies and technicians for the Wood Elves were sent to the Western Continent.
Of course, in order to smoothly march into the north and south, the materials that are beneficial to themselves account for the majority.
The delegation had even drawn a small piece of land in the Western Continent, far from the elven territory, as a forward station, and began to build the city.
This is also with the permission of the House of Elders, at least this is the first step for the two sides to start communicating.
To the east of the Furious Sea, two maritime legions gathered on the west coast of the Duchy of Solan, strictly guarding the entrance to the safe route.
And at some points deep into the Raging Sea, with the assistance of the Gewu Society and the Dwarves, the island was used to build a warning area.
All these actions are to prevent ordinary people and people who want money and their lives from arriving in the Western Continent without permission.
This is the meaning of the delegation and the royal family, at least at this time, it is better to avoid some troubles in advance.
Although this initiative was opposed by the population, especially the people of the sea, everything was insignificant in the face of absolute strength and power.
In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed since the opening of the shipping route, at least on the side of the human kingdom, countries have raised taxes and various commissions, making the ordinary people at the bottom miserable.
At this time, Gewuhui stepped up and promoted steam-powered trains to the world, and the construction of railways turned most people who had nowhere to earn a living into cheap labor, at least to make ends meet.
The dwarves have improved the construction of the steam engine again, while the Gewukai have made further progress in the study of oil and ships.
Everything is going on in order, except for the Bright HQ in Tria.
In the gloomy courtroom, the presiding judge once again withdrew his men and leaned back in his chair in an irritable mood.
More than five years have passed since the murderer who used the Divine Technique of Light to kill indiscriminately, and there is still no clue at all.
Although the other party is not as aggressive as it was at the beginning, it has never stopped in the past few years.
The most important thing is that the other party has always been in Tria, right in this city, under the nose of the huge Church of Light headquarters, but they just can't find it.
Shame!
Thinking that the Pope would summon him in a moment, the presiding judge sighed helplessly, full of anger that could only be suppressed in his heart, this was the most incompetent time of the Inquisition.
The Great Hall of Light
The werewolf pope flipped through the books, and the presiding judge behind him was speechless and in a bad mood.
"The first few chances, a Tria, united with the city defense officer, and in five years, he couldn't find a murderer, wouldn't the treatment of the inquisition be too good. ”
"His Majesty the Pope......" The presiding judge broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.
The Pope waved his hand and threw a note at him, but he didn't even reply.
"The advice given by the criminal psychology instructor of the Gewu Society, these two days to keep an eye on the point, the last chance. ”
"Yes!
......
At night, in an underground boxing ring in the eastern city of Tria, the fighters in the ring made fierce moves and took the opponent's life.
The gamblers around him waved their tickets and cheered for their bettors.
The shouting seemed to bring strength to the boxer, and the situation instantly became anxious, because here, the gambler loses money, and the boxer loses life.
At the edge of the crowd, the betting table was busy, and at the table, Soster put down his glass and took a hard drag on his cigar.
If it weren't for the imminent end of the world, this kind of life would be much more interesting than robbing tombs.
Of course, he hasn't given up the practice of magic in the past few years, level four, he can now skillfully release level four magic, and even level five can barely use some power, this speed is not fast.
And he also knew the news of 'Xilu, thirty years' clearly, because he was not here to bet, but to see the field.
The Underground King of Tria, that's what Sost now calls himself.
Those dark businesses have given him enough gold coins, and with gold coins, there is no airtight news in this world.
"I never said I was a good person, a good person doesn't rob tombs, I'm just a free man who does what he wants. Sost smiled self-deprecatingly.
"It's better for people to have faith. ”
Beside her, Alena looked at the ring in disgust, as well as the gamblers around her.
Sost smiled and handed over a note.
"Tomorrow night, Camler Street, this man is in charge of half of the protection fee collection in Xicheng District, and he does all kinds of evil. ”
"I know him, but I also know that your power has been expanding in Xicheng recently, right? ”
"Huh...... At least I'm not doing all kinds of evil, you see the gamblers, they all come of their own free will, and I provide free food and clothing in the docks at least three times a week, am I a wicked person?"
Alena didn't answer, but she didn't hide the disgust in her eyes.
The two were silent for a moment, then Alena got up to leave, turned her head sideways and said, "This is the last time we will work together." ”
"Yes, you'll be caught tomorrow, but remember our deal, I don't want a horde Templar raid on me tomorrow. ”
Alena was stunned, a flash of madness flashed in her eyes, but she was quickly suppressed by her.
Late the next night
Alena arrives alone on Camler Street, waiting for her target in the alley.
Soon after, a carriage drove slowly, and as it passed through the dark alley, a ray of fire spread along the gap in the stone road, instantly igniting the carriage and letting out a terrible scream.
The flame of light burned brightly, and the screams woke up the entire street, but Alena did not leave this time, but waited quietly.
Soon, a dagger was pressed against Alena's back, the sneer on the corner of her mouth flashed, and she instantly changed to a nervous and scared face, and slowly raised her hands.
Inquisition
The presiding judge looked at Alena with a frightened face, and was silent, he waited a little longer, waiting for the Pope to come and interrogate him personally.
But the anger for a long time really couldn't be suppressed, and the murderer in front of him turned out to be a girl, which simply made the entire inquisition shameless.
Finally, the presiding judge sat down, stared at Alena, and asked, "Are there any accomplices?"
Alena was stunned, and the madness in her eyes was revealed again, and finally turned into a touch of cunning.
"There is ......"