Chapter 66: In front of the Hall of Stars

In this small cabin room, everyone present was the leader of the mercenary group of the famous party, and the one who was talking in front of them was the leader of the Shadow Stream Sect, Tribulation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Playing with the gold card in his hand, which represented a deposit of at least 100,000 gold coins or more in Pittwolf Bank, the leader of the "Bad Wolf" mercenary group sitting in second place on the right hand suddenly interjected and said something. "Sect Master, you don't need to introduce us to any more follow-up action plans between you and Noxus, one yard is one yard, we still want to hear more about the current task."

He knew very well that these people here were all unruly guys, so he didn't care about the tone and attitude of the evil wolf, and after hearing the evil wolf ask about this topic. The corners of his mouth under the red scarf smiled, and then he said.

"The question of the leader of the evil wolf is good, compared to the subsequent Ionian War, the current matter of destroying the Equilibrium Sect is the most critical, because this matter is the most critical first step related to the big business in the future." He looked at the wolf leader and added.

"Mr. Robbery, you have already said this before, some brainless people can't remember that you don't need to help them recover their memories, the brain of beasts and humans have different structures. I am more interested in the subsequent Ionian War than in the destruction of the small Equilibrium Sect. A young man with a white face who was looking at his five fingers spoke, this is the second-ranked "Nightmare" mercenary group leader, and he didn't realize it.

When he heard that Dream Weijue compared himself to a beast, the evil wolf slapped the table heavily and stood up, "Little white face, what did you say, believe it or not, I tore you apart." ”

Meng Weijue gently pinched the index finger of his left hand with his right hand, and replied with a hint of disdain, "Although I have little interest in slaughtering a dog, if that dog wants to bite someone, I don't mind sending it to the ground in advance." ”

"Little white face!! You really want to die!! Just as the wolf was about to pounce on the dream, a low, hoarse middle-aged man's voice spoke.

"Enough! All sit down! You two are also well-known figures in the Valoran mercenary circle, and you're going to make jokes for outsiders here, right? The corpse keeper, the head of the First Mercenary Regiment who was shrouded in a cloak and didn't even have his face revealed, spoke.

"As you wish, Lord Corpse Keeper!!" The leader of the second mercenary regiment, who was half-hunched and ready to meet the evil wolf, sat down again. The Evil Wolf, the leader of the Fourth Mercenary Regiment, who was panting heavily, but had no way to vent, sat down angrily after staring at Meng Weijue fiercely and then at the corpse keeper.

He was a little surprised, he had only heard that the leader of the first-ranked mercenary group was a very mysterious person, but he didn't expect him to have such prestige, and he stopped the two of them in a word.

"Sect Master, as the evil wolf said, the follow-up strategy of Ionia is not something we should discuss and participate in too much now, as far as the task at hand is concerned, since we have already received your deposit, we will arrange manpower as soon as possible to meet with you at the agreed time and place, it's too late, I'm a little tired, so let's disperse like this." The corpse keeper wrapped in his cloak spoke again.

Seeing that the corpse keeper of the head of the first mercenary regiment had the intention of chasing away the guests, he didn't say anything more, he hugged his fists and saluted the head of the circle of regiments present, and then left with his own people.

"My lord, what are we going to do next?" When the evil wolf saw that the robbery had gone, he asked the corpse keeper this sentence, and the heads of the other families also looked at the corpse keeper.

"Take people's money, **!!" After saying these two words, the corpse keeper stood up, and with the two guards who followed him, he walked out of the cabin.

When the evil wolf saw that the corpse keeper was gone, he also stood up, looked at the leader of the second mercenary group, snorted coldly, and also left with his own men. The rest of the regimental commanders also left the place.

Seeing that everyone had left, Meng Weijue also stood up, and after licking his lower lip, he said to himself, "Sivir ran to the War College to become a teacher, and the little vicious dog has no competitiveness. Lord Corpse Keeper, you've been sitting in that seat for too long, haven't you? As he spoke, his eyes looked into the distance, as if he was looking at something he had in mind.

Early the next morning, Chen Yin got up and went out without breakfast, and walked straight to the Star Hall in the City of Stars. According to this time, Prophet Soraka should not have eaten breakfast either, and it shouldn't be a problem for me to be cheeky enough to go over and have a meal, Chen Yin thought happily in his heart.

It's a pity that when Chen Yin counted 1,800 steps along the towering stairs to the door of the Star Hall, he was stopped, and when Chen Yin expressed his desire to find the prophet of Soraka, he was asked by this person who seemed to be on duty if there was an invitation or appointment letter, and when Chen Yin shook his head and said no.

The priest on duty said, "Unfortunately, if you want to see Soraka-sama, you have to make an appointment in advance." ”

Chen Yin explained again, saying that he had been saved by Lord Soraka, so he came to express his gratitude. Since Chen Yin was not wearing a War College uniform, and the fabric and material of the clothes on his body were also very ordinary, the priest on duty looked Chen Yin up and down, and thought that this kid might be a peasant boy who had been treated by Lord Soraka after an outing.

After thinking about it, the priest on duty did not say anything about the appointment, but told Chen Yin that Lord Soraka had been out for three days, and it was said that he had received an invitation from Karma, the leader of the Ionian Army, to make an appointment.

Thinking that it would not be easy for him to come here, and the next time he came here, he didn't know when it would be, Chen Yin asked again, "So, shall I wait for the Prophet Soraka to come back in the Hall of Stars?" Or use your messaging tool here to help me contact Master Soraka and see when she returns? ”

"Excuse me, young man, Lord Soraka's whereabouts after going out are uncertain, it may be three to five days, it may be a month, so it is useless for you to wait here. In addition, the tern pass in our Hall of Stars is for internal use, and outsiders are not allowed to use it at will. The priest on duty said with some disdain in his eyes, and muttered in his heart at the same time, the people who wait for Lord Soraka to meet every day range from government officials to prominent figures in the Federation, as well as those rich businessmen who have traveled thousands of miles to invite Lord Soraka to treat his illness, these people have to live in the hotel honestly, and then wait for Lord Soraka's reception, and wait for a year and a half to wait for more people. You, a flat-headed little commoner, still want to wait for Lord Soraka to receive you in the Hall of Stars, do you have a bad brain?

After finally understanding the disdainful eyes of this priest, Chen Yin immediately thought of some of the little ghosts who had a little power in the yamen in his previous life, and he really didn't expect that the Valoran Continent also had such a bureaucratic style.

Alas, the king of Hades is good, the little ghost is difficult, and the helpless Chen Yin had to say, "Since this is the case, then forget it, but it is not easy for me to come over, I leave a letter, can you help me pass it to the prophet of Soraka?" ”

This time, the priest on duty did not object again, but he thought to himself, there are more people who have left letters and invitations, and I have not seen Lord Soraka read a few letters, and when this kid gives me the letter, I will still go to the trash can according to the old rules.

Chen Yin quickly wrote a letter of thanks with a borrowed pen and paper, and solemnly handed it to the priest on duty, repeatedly instructing him to hand it over to the Prophet Soraka, and then Chen Yin prepared to go back along the high stairs of the Hall of Stars.

After the priest on duty coldly watched Chen Yin disappear on the platform, he casually glanced at the signature on the letter, only to see that it was written "To: Prophet Soraka, War College: Chen Yin". The priest on duty instantly had cold hands and feet, it's over, it's over, this is going to be a big disaster, why did the people from the War Academy suddenly come, and it was also this famous big man.

Since the end of the War College Defense War, Chen Yin, who is a student but whose brilliance even covers some of the hero guardians, has been continuously excavated by various forces in the Valoran Continent, with a total score of 10th in the War College entrance test, a brawl on the first day of school, and a three-year assignment to the Plague Jungle, and then rose up in the sky and got the title of "Plague Jungle Guardian", and returned to the War College while bringing back a new hero guardian "Monkey King", and this person also became famous in the War College defense battle, and then, in the counteroffensive of the War College, Single-handedly killed Major General of the Federation of Demacia and Hero Guardian "Brand". Now, Chen Yin and another genius girl, Fiona, are known as the "peerless duo" of the War College.

Seeing that Chen Yin was about to disappear to the last few steps, the priest on duty was even more anxious, and accidentally stepped on two steps, so he came down at a tumbling speed of the remaining more than a thousand steps, and this speed was also relatively fast, and before Chen Yin went far, the priest had already rolled down in a ball not far behind him.