The dark scent of burning whale oil lingered in the richly decorated bedroom, and Ned looked at the middle-aged man with short gray hair in front of the one-man tall floor-to-ceiling mirror, straightening his entire meticulous collar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info There was a faint uneasiness in his heart, and after the visit of the Duke of Elfwan, this uneasiness became more and more intense, and there seemed to be a suffocating intrigue in the air.

When he told Trevor of the whereabouts of the Blackwing Monks, Ned was ready to be sent to the Black Prison - a small gesture that would not have been hidden from Dante Arrikili, especially when the director began to consult the files as soon as he returned to the Inquisition, and Ned knew that his feet had been exposed.

But he also knew that this horse foot was not enough to put him to death, and even the black prison could not lock him up for a few days. Kingdom dignitaries with the surname Grez would take turns defending him; His former comrades would slap the knight's sword with the white gloves on Dante's table; The brother-in-law in White Deer Fort will also be furious; Even Dante will face pressure from within the Cult of Order for no other reason: Ned gives a large amount of dinar to the Church every year in the name of the Gracez family. A large part of the day-to-day operations of the Cult of Order depend on this donation. Ned was confident that Dante would not dare reach out to stir up the troubled waters to catch his big fish until he could find sufficient evidence.

But he still felt uneasy, after all, he had been in charge of the Inquisition for some time, and he could not understand the Inquisition's ruthless style of killing mistakes from top to bottom, and he could not be more fearful. When he met the heretic seeker who spoke like a snake in White Hart, he embarked on a path of no return that was despised by the whole of Pande. It was a narrow and steep path, with everything he longed for at the end, and the side of the road was densely covered with swords with intertwined teeth.

No, no, this uneasiness followed him like a shadow after he became the deputy director of the Inquisition, and Ned had become accustomed to its presence, and even turned the pressure it brought into a stagnant motivator. But today, he seems to be surrounded by bloodthirsty wolves, and peeped at by miserable green and gloomy eyes!

Kia Elfwan! Ned suddenly knew the source. Although the child's eyes were clear and his mouth was full of flattery, Ned felt that he was tempting from the start. Temptation of what? Do you have any ambitions to return to the business world? The Tiger of Gold and Silver and Ned are incompatible, and as long as Schneider sits in the chairman's seat for one day, the most talented businessman of the Gracez family will never be able to set foot in the business world, which is a fact known to all of Sarion.

But even if his ambitions were tested by the young viscount, what could he do? Ned looked at himself in the mirror, a cold smile on his lips. He reached out and twisted the emerald on the frame, which flipped to reveal the chamber behind it.

Ned whistled lowly, and a pair of hideous blood-red eyes lit up in the shadows, followed by the sound of flapping wings. The huge white shadow burst out of the darkness and landed on Ned's shoulder, screaming hoarsely.

It was a stout silver king pigeon, but its hard-iron feathers and fangs protruding from its beak were different from its mild-mannered counterparts, and more similar to the ill crows raised by heretics.

"Go on, Silver Ghost, kill that man, peck out his stomach and intestines, and feast on his corpse." Ned opened the window, and the icy night breeze blew in. The silver king pigeon understood the hateful whisper of its master, hissed excitedly, and flew away. Ned looked at the white shadows in the distance in the night, his expression grim.

"Schneider, it's me, not my father, who is in cahoots with heretics. It's a pity that I can't say this to you face-to-face. ”

"Sometimes I really admire your slamming of the door, and the assassination is done by a beast that has been crossed between a silver king pigeon and a calamity crow. It is said that the merchants of Sarion are the most astute, and when they see it today, they really live up to their reputation. Someone sighed behind his back, like a snake spitting out letters.

Ned didn't look back, just frowned, "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

"Are you scared?" The man who had led the team to intercept Esher and Jeffrey asked rhetorically, he didn't wear the iconic silver mask, and he wasn't wearing the black robes of the Supplicants. He poked his head out and looked at the secret room behind the mirror, and his mouth snorted, "This is Grace's family secret room, right?" Allowing a mongrel to eat and drink in it is really - slamming the door. He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a better word to describe this behavior.

"It's the safest and the most cost-effective." Ned said, "I took the risk of hiding you and Trevor in the mansion, not to talk to you. Say something if you have something. ”

The man put away his smile: "There is news from the branch over there in Daxia, the empire has been defeated, and Brenus is rushing back to Sarion in the starry night. You should be able to hear good news from the front tomorrow. ”

“…… Maybe we're underestimating the big guys. Ned's hand gripped the windowsill tightly, "Before he could make a move on Schneider, Keros had already thwarted Elfwan's attack. And just when we thought that the defeat of Brenus was a foregone conclusion, and that Sarion was inevitably declining, the old lion crawled back from the abyss by stepping on the bones of the Imperials. ”

"Sometimes I really wonder why it's so hard to break Pande's pattern no matter how much you plan? It seems that the scales of war are always just and fair. The man stood beside Ned and said helplessly.

"There are only two ends of the scale, and Pander has five kingdoms." Ned said indifferently, "This seemingly chaotic balance has been maintained for many years, and unless it is an extremely violent armed force, strong enough to break the deadlock and stir up chaos, it will be difficult for us to obtain greater benefits." ”

"Will Trevor? He is a stronger existence than a super-first-class martial artist, and after obtaining the grace of the goddess, even Dante will not be his opponent. ”

Ned shook his head: "I'm talking about armed forces, not force. ”

"What's the difference?" Men came interested.

"No matter how strong the force is, it can only manipulate the trend of the battlefield, but it cannot control the pattern of the battle. Otherwise, the great patriarch of Noldor, the demigod Islam Dil, had already led the Noldor rangers to level Pande, why bother living in the great eastern forest and being troubled by Gatu? Ned smiled contemptuously, "But the fierce armed forces are different, they are elite soldiers in formation, led by peerless generals, who are the driving force behind the pattern of war. Like the Shadow Wing of Kairos and the Lion Thunder of Brenus, when their iron hooves and banners come together, the balance of victory will only tilt in their favor! ”

The man was silent for a long time, sighed and shook his head. Heretics have the razor-sharp swords of the Black Knight, but they don't have the arms strong enough to control them - he may be a great conspirator, but he is no good general.

"But, after tonight, things will be very different." Ned stared at the dark sky and said proudly, "Schneider is dead, and the chairmanship is in my hands." From then on, the military, government and business of Sarion have all been the same thing! What can stir up Pander is not only the ferocious armament, but also the glorious authority! ”

"Oh?" There was a hint of disdain in the man's tone, "Then why hasn't that bastard of yours come back yet?" ”

Ned was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this place was not far from the Royal Hospital, and with the speed of his silver ghost, he should have completed the mission and turned back a long time ago.