Colin knows?!

Chur. Wharton froze.

She had thought of many answers, but she had never thought of this.

After all, her disguise is not to change into men's clothes and make the people around her actively blind to the extent that they think they are men, but really uses a variety of secret techniques.

If the secret technique is not lifted, it is impossible to tell that she is a woman with the naked eye.

Even, physiologically.

Could it be some kind of secret art of the witchers?

Legend has it that witchers are very good at tracking and discerning targets, and can quickly determine who the 'evil' is in a group of people.

The young nobleman looked at Qin Ran and guessed in his heart.

And then......

She became more and more shy and embarrassed.

The thought of appearing in front of his friend in the form of a man who thought he was perfect in the face of a man, but in the eyes of his friend was a woman, a rich flush began to appear in Kuhl. Wharton's face was unstoppable even by secret arts.

"That, that......"

Chur. Wharton wanted to say something to hide the awkwardness, but her panicked brain left her at a loss for what to say.

Similarly, Qin Ran had no intention of taking the initiative to speak.

The reason why he knew about Kull. Wharton's true gender is not that he discovered anything, but that some memories of Etandine VI were spied on by the superior evil spirits.

At the same time, there is also a peek at why the previous Prince Sphynson deliberately troubled him.

Because, the other party likes Kuhl in front of him. Walton.

He also asked Aitandine VI for marriage more than once.

It is a pity that Aitandine VI had already prepared a wife for his 'son', not Kur. Wharton, but the granddaughter of another elder of the royal faction.

In doing so, Aitandine VI undoubtedly helped to balance the power of the royal family.

But Sphynson doesn't think so.

The young prince believes that he should have a choice, and even more so after obtaining the status of a prince.

What a person gains, he is destined to lose.

Want the best of both worlds?

It's possible.

But the odds are slim to none.

Moreover, Sphynson clearly does not have such ability.

Let's not say that the identity of the other party itself is fake.

It alone hindered Aitandine VI's plans and was enough to give the so-called prince a cold shoulder.

In this regard, Qin Ran would not sympathize with the other party.

Not to mention the hostility of the other party.

Qin Ran's character alone would not do this.

Since you have killed the other party, you have killed it, and you will not sigh with hypocrisy.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Kuhl. Wharton everything.

The two sides are friends of the 'food world', but nothing else.

Therefore, Qin Ran remained silent.

The silent Qin Ran made the young nobleman more and more overwhelmed.

"I—Shall we go see the flowers?"

After holding back for a long time, the young nobleman stammered.

"Okay."

Qin Ran nodded and took the lead in walking towards the flower garden not far away.

With the support of secret arts, the palace flower garden in the cold winter is still purple and red, competing for beauty.

Qin Ran has a limited understanding of plants, and he can't tell what kind of flowers these flowers are, he can only be sure that these flowers are non-poisonous and do not have any danger, other than that?

That is, the taste should not be too good.

And Kuhl. Wharton had known a little before, and in order to ease the awkward atmosphere, she began to rack her brains to recall the governess's story, but unfortunately, after thinking about it, she only remembered that the seeds of a few of the flowers could be used as food condiments.

The young nobleman was getting more and more embarrassed.

"Kull, what are you doing?"

"You're going to pick what you're good at, and Colin will like it...... Well? ”

"What does Colin like?"

Finally, the young aristocrat grasped the key point.

How did she and the other person meet?

Because of the food!

It doesn't matter what you assassinate!

It's the food that counts!

"Colin, do you want to go to the palace kitchen?"

"I remember there were a lot of rare food ingredients there!"

The young nobleman asked expectantly.

She had wanted to go to the kitchen of the palace for a long time, but unfortunately, her identity doomed her to be unable to enter smoothly, but now it was different, and there was naturally no problem in entering there as Prince Colin!

Qin Ran noticed Kur. Wharton's expectant look.

He also knows what the other party has in mind.

However, Qin Ran didn't hate this kind of harmless use.

After all, he was also a little looking forward to the kitchen of the palace.

"Lead the way."

Qin Ran said very simply.

"Good!"

Chur. Wharton's eyes lit up, and he turned around and walked to the side with Qin Ran.

Naturally, the whereabouts of the two could not be concealed from the guards and spies in the palace.

Soon, the old marquis got the news of his daughter and the king's true heir.

As a close minister, Monte naturally knows it.

"Kitchen?"

The old marquis was stunned.

Then, laughed.

He was praising his daughter's wit.

Although it was only a hurry, the information gathered was enough for him to know what the king's heir liked.

Monte, on the other hand, frowned.

He thought that he had come first, but why did he let the old guy in front of him hug that thigh first?

Is it so great to have a daughter?

Obviously, I'm usually worried about dying, and I've been letting my daughter wear men's clothes.

What a snob!

Monte said this from the bottom of his heart, but a smile appeared on his face.

He is well aware that as long as Kuhl. Wharton was really close to the heir to the king, and he had to do it.

Although it is very unwilling.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty has rested, and some meetings need you to preside over."

Monte said respectfully.

"I will do my best to help His Majesty complete his work."

The old marquis replied very decently.

There is no transgression, and there is no loss of dignity.

Now that you have the advantage, it is not a good choice to keep it and be domineering, on the contrary, it is not a bad thing to be modest at this time.

Two men with their own ghosts sat side by side and prepared to return to the hall.

And at this time, a flash of fire suddenly appeared!

Not a royal palace!

It's not even on the Third Ring Road, but it's close to the aristocratic district.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have seen it so clearly.

The two glanced at each other and hurried towards the palace gate.

The spies disappeared into the shadows at a faster speed, without command.

……

Holleka led the two on the edge of the aristocratic quarter of Etantoinople.

More patrolling soldiers, and sharpshooters hiding in the shadows, keep them moving not as fast as they can.

Fortunately, as an expatriate from the 'Silent Night Secret Order', both Hollaika and two of them have considerable stealth skills and have not been discovered.

After another group of soldiers passed a short distance in front of her, Hollaika stopped, and was in the shadows of houses and trees.

The other two are hiding not far away.

"Lunkar's discovery lies ahead: the Aitolin Tailor's Shop."

"He is ostensibly a tailor's shop, but in fact he is a secret sentinel of the 'Holy Inquisition'."

"It was here that Lunkar discovered the traces of the 'unknown' deity."

Hollaika whispered.

The other two looked at the Aitolin tailor's shop.

As for the 'Holy Inquisition', the two naturally knew each other.

Compared to the notorious 'Dark Hall' in the 'Temple of War', the reputation of the 'Holy Inquisition' is not much better, but most people don't know the name.

Because, this is a department that mainly spies on intelligence.

It's not just the enemy.

And their own people.

Therefore, most of the time, even the interior of the Temple of the God of War is respectful of the 'Holy Inquisition'.

"What are we going to do?"

One of the two asked.

Since they chose to come here with Hollaika, of course the two knew what they should do.

First, with Hollyka.

Second, confirm the facts.

Although they did not doubt what Councillor Gersak said, what should be confirmed must be confirmed.

However, the second point has to be more secretive.

And the two are smart enough.

They know that instead of covering up and violating the first point, it is better to carry out the second point on the premise of complying with the first point.

"We just need to spy on him."

"The rest of ......"

"To Councillor Gersack."

Hollaika replied.

Very safe suggestion, just in the hearts of the two, there is no reason to refuse.

"Today, the three of us need to be monitored at the same time, but after dawn, we are divided into three shifts, one person for eight hours, do you have any opinions?"

In the face of Hollaika's repeated inquiry, the two still nodded.

A reasonable proposition.

It is impossible for all three members of the known 'Silent Night Order' to stay here.

There are too many people in Etantoinople right now.

After reconfirming that everything was correct, Hollaika walked first towards the 'Ettolin Tailor'.

The two immediately followed.

It was late at night, but the light on the first floor of the tailor's shop was still on.

The three of them glanced at each other and quietly parted, Hollaika chose the window on the left, and the other two chose the window on the right.

Inside the window, an old man with gray hair and glasses was standing in front of the workbench, with a tape measure hanging around his neck and scissors in his hand.

With a clattering sound, the fabric under the scissors took on the appearance of the original garment.

The whole process is completely done in one go without any modifications or pauses.

No one would ever suspect the tailor's identity.

But the two men standing under the window on the right didn't think so.

Because, in the process of cutting the scissors, both of them seemed to see the shadow of the long sword waving.

It looks like a scissor cut, but it's more like a sword-wielder attacking the target.

A master who has integrated swordsmanship into his life!

There aren't many such masters, even in the 'Silent Night Secret Society'!

It can even be said that it is unique.

Because no one in the 'Silent Night Secret Order' is willing to be ordinary.

There is a problem with this tailor!

The two subconsciously glanced at each other.

Then, continue to wait and see.

It's a pity that in the next time, the other party didn't show too much.

In addition to cutting clothes, it is to measure the fabric.

It took two hours for the tailor to stop.

Seeing the tailor who stopped cutting, the two people who observed were refreshed.

They expect more leads.

But to their disappointment, the tailor did not stay where he was, but went underground—in the stairwell, there was a staircase that descended.

They can't see it, but they can hear it.

The secrets are all underground?

The two frowned.

If that's the case, then it's going to be hard for them to get a peek into the secrets here.

Unless you dive into it.

But if you sneak in, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not be discovered by the other party, if you disguise yourself as a customer, there is a great probability of being recognized, under the nose of an 'unknown' god, they know how many pounds and taels they have.

Just as the two made eye contact, the two of them noticed a dark shadow in the small garden behind the house, the other from under a secret door hidden in a few pots of withered flowers.

Obviously, this is not the first time that the other party has done this kind of thing.

He easily put the flower pot back in its place, blocked the secret door, and walked straight into the distance.

'Keep up!' ’

One gestured at the other.

The other nodded immediately.

However, before leaving, he asked Hollaika for instructions.

With Hollaika's permission, she quickly disappeared into the shadows.

In the room, Aitolin reappeared.

As before, it's still a cropped garment.

Obviously, the other party's business is quite good, and it needs to work overtime to complete it.

Minutes and seconds passed.

It was half an hour before the man who was following him returned.

Seeing the person who came back, Hollaika and the one who stayed behind, they immediately returned to the place where they had been hiding before.

"How?"

Hollaika asked directly.

"It's the people of the 'Temple of War'!"

The other party said with certainty, and then added: "I just don't know if it's the 'Dark Hall' or the 'Holy Inquisition'!" ”

"For us, is there a difference?"

Hollaika chuckled.

The two outsiders also laughed.

By this time, the two had basically determined the fact that Aitolin was a secret outpost of the Temple of the God of War.

The rest, of course, is to spy on each other and find clues to that 'unknown' deity.

Or the location that was previously monitored.

Hollaika is on the left, and the two outsiders are on the right.

Everything is no different.

It's almost exactly the same as before.

But Ettoline, who was cutting clothes in the room, put down the fabric in his hand.

"Sure enough, as His Majesty said."

"There really will be little mice!"

As he spoke, Ettolin looked at the window on the right, and the scissors in his hand shot out like arrows from a string.

Syllable!

The glass shattered.

The scissors grazed the cheek of one of the two outsiders, and the blood immediately spurted out.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the other party had discovered something wrong and had already dodged, at this time, he would have been pierced through his head by scissors.

It's just that the other party still can't escape death.

The cheek where the wound appeared, decomposing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Ahhh

The screams were irrepressible, and under the watchful eyes of Hollaika and the other man, the man's head was corroded into a skeleton in a single breath.

"Let's go!"

Without any hesitation, Holleka made a gesture and disappeared directly into the shadows.

The other person also didn't stay long, and rushed down the middle ring with a roll.

And just as the two disappeared, flames appeared inside the tailor's shop.

The fire quickly engulfed the entire tailor's shop.

The corpse was thrown into the flames.

'Ettolin' took a deep breath of the hot air.

"Just right!"

The words fell, and 'Ettorin' disappeared straight into place.

Dozens of seconds later, the patrols of Etantoinople, the elite knights of the Temple of War, appeared almost in no particular order.

The latter looked at the burning house, and his face suddenly became very ugly.