Risto put down the quill and rubbed his sore, swollen wrist, describing it as withered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The Info candle flickered faintly in front of him, trying to illuminate the darkened chamber. It's just warm, but Risto's eyelids are burning so badly that they hurt, how long have you been here? Thirty hours? Forty hours? The long hours of desk work made him exhausted, but there were still a large number of secret messages waiting for him to interpret and transmit. The rank of the confidential intelligence officer is not low, and all the military codes of Salion are in the hands of this small army of never less than thirty men, they are only loyal to the king, but they are the backbone of the military, and the great nobles who have divided the military power have to rely on them, and it is considered treason to pass on secrets without them encrypting or cracking them, which indirectly strengthens the control of the royal family over the army. Archduke Alfred was undoubtedly a man of genius, and only a tyrant of his calibre could have come up with such a way to stand up to a centralized empire. Every confidential agent is a national treasure of Sarion, but this honor is on their nerves that are tense all the time.

The door opened, and the sound of the mechanism rumbling through the chamber. Is it a changing of the guard? So I've been working for forty-eight hours? Kristol could only hear heavy footsteps, and the men who came were either heavily armed or as big as giants, or had come in with a sack of threads. He quickly took a sip of the rancid water and pinched the quill again.

A blood-red envelope smashed into Risto's arms, and the sealed wax was engraved with the sword and shield insignia of the Elvwan family - the Duke's secret letter! Risto was startled, and couldn't help but sober up, and he looked up blankly, only to see a beam of ice picks.

"Interpret it instantly." Gordon whispered. Behind the captain of the guard, the intelligence officer who came to take over the shift looked innocently at Risto.

Moments later, Gordon returned to Ulrik V with the deciphered secret letter.

"Read." Ulrike put his hands on the piano, but did not play, just stared indifferently at the black and white keys.

"The Salion prison was attacked by heretic demons, the nuns of hell were slightly injured, the chief of the knights of punishment was slightly injured, and the president of the Chamber of Commerce was seriously injured and was dying."

"Boom!" Ulrik V slammed his fist on the piano, sending a few messy notes. The king's fury converged on his face like a volcano about to erupt. Gordon was half-kneeling, not daring to look directly.

He knew why His Majesty was so out of shape, and he knew what it would mean for the kingdom to lose Schneider at this time. He was not only the president of the Chamber of Commerce, only he was in charge of logistics, and Ulrique V dared to leave Saarion and come to Fort Severcro on the front line; Only with him in charge of logistics, Duke Elfwan dared to approach Issos and engage in a battle of 10,000 people. This tiger crisscrossing the mountains of gold and silver is not a famous general, it is better than a famous general! He knew how to pay for the war, and his control of the wartime logistics line was extremely fine, complex, and tyrannical to the extreme, and if he fell, not only the merchant guild of Sarion, but the logistics line of the front line would almost immediately come to a standstill!

"What are you eating over there with Thomas? The huge Inquisition actually allowed heresies to appear under their noses? ”

The Bishop had no clue. Dante's inquisition in his absence had a hand in burning people at the stake, and its investigation may not be as efficient as that of the patrol police. Gordon whispered.

Ulrique V frowned: "It seems that recalling Dante at this time is indeed the right choice. The clergy had been idle for too long, and it was time to beat and beat. "He quickly calmed down his emotions, and his anger did not contribute to the bad news that had already happened, and even had an unnecessary negative impact on the future arrangement." Let all the forces of Fort Carlindern withdraw to the border. What about Vincent's side? ”

"It's not good, the Duke broke through Antonius's defenses, but Keros seems to have left a hand, and a Shadow Wing cut off the Duke's retreat, and he himself followed up to fortify the Seb Bridge."

"It's Keros, after all. Strategizing is indispensable...... In this way, Vincent was caught in the fortress of Türk. Ulrik V mused, "He can only force the Imperial Army and the Daxia Army to converge, and it is too risky to rashly attack the Shadow Wing's defenses, and Vincent can't be stupid." He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Which caliphs are facing the Imperial Yankees over there in Daxia?" ”

"It's Bahaman and Hamid."

"Neither of them has any strong cavalry under their command......" Ulrik V cupped his forehead, "There are only a few heavy cavalry that Dasha can see, and all of them are in Bahad's hands. ”

Just then, a large white shadow crashed into the window and plunged headlong into Ulrik's arms. It was a dying carrier pigeon, and it seemed to have gone through a vicious struggle in the air, with wounds all over its body, the most serious of which almost opened its neck. The pigeon struggled a few times in Ulrique V's arms, and then there was no more sound. Ulrike V and Gordon looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity in their eyes: what kind of bird of prey could chase the silver king pigeon, which is known for its high speed, to such a situation?

"It's a secret letter from Bishop Thoms. Looks like he's finally getting something. Ulrik V snorted, took a bamboo tube from the foot of the carrier pigeon, and poured out the secret letter, "If it weren't for the lack of manpower, there should be a few confidential intelligence officers in the Holy See." After a cursory glance, his expression became even more ugly. Gordon took the secret letter from Ulrik V's hand, glanced at it, and whispered, "Even if Bishop Thomas is right, this one will not be able to move easily. If the whole body is moved, the military and political circles of Sarion will inevitably cause turmoil. What's more, this is only a little clue that the bishop has noticed, and as evidence, it is far from enough. ”

"Even if Dante wants to straighten out the Inquisition, this man is an obstacle. I really didn't expect that the infidels would have such penetration! First the gray wolf, then the deputy director of the inquisition. Ulrique V threw the letter into the fire, watching as the flames consumed the paper. Heavy clouds gathered in his eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun struggled for a last, and was swallowed up by the horizon. The pitch-black canopy spreads out, and darkness swells across the vast land. The long howl of the beast was heard in the distance.

"It's dark...... the man saluted to the dark sky, his voice under the silver mask revealing endless exhaustion. Dried blood soaked his black robes, both those of his enemies and his own.