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In a small hotel in the old neighborhood of Crossbell, Duchamp woke up from his sleep and finally found that the self-examination that had been maintained for a long time was finally over.

He was alone and incognito, waiting for the lengthy self-examination and adaptation, and spent most of his time sleeping to save energy. At the same time, they are also waiting for news from the imperial capital.

Before Olivier and the others returned to the imperial capital, the news of the mysterious death of Governor Julay had already reached the center, and Mura managed to get the information. Both the intelligence and police departments were dispatched, and even the 19th Army Corps, stationed in Julai, imposed martial law on Julai for a period of time, but the results of the investigation were surprising. The surviving sergeants all proved that they had been involved in a mutation in the pursuit of the fugitives, fighting countless unbeatable monsters for a night until they fell unconscious, and the Doge's autopsy revealed that they had died by suicide. Although there is no reason to commit suicide, it is not impossible to be controlled by a monster in another dimension and lead to such a tragedy.

What made Duchamp wary was that there were blank parts in everyone's memories, and he even secretly asked a few mercenaries, and there were some key things missing in everyone's memories. Memories of the time they had taken the elevator down to that strange space seemed to have been erased by an invisible hand, leaving only vague memories of the battle.

But the road was different, the things he remembered seemed to be much more detailed, and he even saw many things that he didn't know before, and not only that, but the spiritual attributes of the road also increased. Duchamp thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of a possibility. When that divine consciousness died, not only did he absorb most of the divine energy, but perhaps the other people present also benefited more or less.

But he didn't ask Olivier, whose face was strange, cold, and even tinged with a hint of pain, enough to tell him the answer.

Confirming that this matter could not involve him for the time being, he hurried out of the country. To Crossbell, a free state at the crossroads of the continent.

Before, he had not really appreciated how this autonomous state, with its dual suzerainty, could be called a free state. But this time it was different, and after running here, he immediately felt at ease. The feeling of being spied on by the will of the world at any time is gone.

"That's the benefit of having that kid!"

He kicked off the quilt and walked barefoot and a pair of shorts to the balcony and looked out at the sky in the northeast corner of the city.

Narrow alleys and crowded buildings blocked his view.

But he seemed to be able to feel it faintly. In that direction, there was a faint aura that drew him.

The warmth of the morning sun on his smooth skin made him feel satisfied, and he reached out to block the spots, admiring the light shining pink through the gaps between his fingers.

"Scare yourself, my brother is obviously a living person!"

He smirked and played with the sun between his fingers for a moment. I started to get dressed and went to the International Department of the Green Leaf Society to receive new news.

Olivier sent him a new airmail with a vague message informing him that the Governor had attributed the cause of the Governor's death to the death of the Governor in the line of duty, and sent a message of mourning, in which there were many stirring words in the eulogy, mourning the young and talented Governor, and his deep condolences for his untimely death. The Cabinet was already considering the selection of the next Governor of Julay, and finally let him return home with peace of mind after all his foreign affairs had been settled.

Peace! Duchamp couldn't help but smile bitterly. There is not the slightest mention of a person in the official documents, a person who does not seem to exist at all. He doesn't have any official position or background, and the fact that he is not mentioned is rightfully done, but that in no way means that he has been forgotten. At least someone will remember him and be frantically looking for him. Those people knew his strength, knew that he was there, and would definitely be able to check the traces of his shot from the scene.

Such a young and outstanding holy order. Even Duchamp was reluctant to kill him, choosing instead to exile him. However, once he remembers this past in the future, I don't know if he will thank Duchamp for his kindness, or if he will wave the butcher's knife at Duchamp again.

"A holy order! Can I match it today? Duchamp picked up the lighter on the table, lit the letter, and watched it light an orange firework in the ashtray, his eyes startled.

"Boss!"

During this time, Nick was accustomed to the boss's problem of being in a daze anytime and anywhere, and he didn't come over, but just shouted in the distance.

Duchamp, who had come to his senses, turned his head and smiled at Nick.

His body matching has been completed, his brain domain is very healthy, and there is no need to be in a daze at all.

"Did you do the thing I asked you to do?"

"Of course, boss."

"Didn't go through Crossbell International Bank, did it?"

"You specifically told me, of course I did it, the money has already arrived in the account of the Chase Central Workshop, and the power of attorney for Dr. Erica has also been delivered, and it was sent by hand."

"That's good!"

Nick leaned over and wondered with anticipation, "What kind of collaboration is it?" Is the Green Leaf Club going to add a new type of cooperation with Chase Central Workshop? ”

"It's just a research grant entrusted to me by others, and it has nothing to do with the Green Leaf Society, don't think too much about it."

Hearing that it had nothing to do with the Green Leaf Society, Nick sighed in disappointment, and after only three seconds, he cheered up again.

"There's still an hour and a half before takeoff, should we leave now?"

"Of course, let's go, the first TV station in the mainland! You'll be able to see it for yourself right away. ”

"It's the guideline, boss."

"Okay, the guidestand."

Unbeknownst to Duchamp on the take-off of a passenger flight from Crossbell to Kasley, an interesting conversation took place between a royal father and son in the distant imperial capital.

After returning from the escape of Julai, Mura, in accordance with his duties as the royal bodyguard, sent a dense report to the emperor in a secret book, reporting in detail the various encounters encountered by Prince Olivet on this private outing. Because the things he encountered this time were so bizarre, he even specially applied for an audience and sent the report directly to the emperor.

At this time, the emperor had already read the report of the mysterious death of the governor of the Julai Special Administrative Region, and after reading the report of Mula, he hurriedly called his eldest son to his side and inquired about the situation in detail.

After careful consideration, Prince Olivet decided to hide some of the details that were not covered by others in the report, and said that he had encountered an undead monster as soon as he went deep underground, and then fainted, thanks to Mura's desperate fight to escape with his life.

The Emperor listened carefully to the whole process, thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Mura reported to me that you have gambled a lot of high-quality Qiyao gems on the exchange, among which Stellary alone has gambled two empty gems, how big are they?" How big are the Phantom Gems you gambled on? ”

Olivett's face suddenly put on an embarrassed word, he never dreamed that the focus of his father's attention was not on his son's poisoning and almost dying in the mutation, but only on the size of the Qiyao Stone. He angrily compared the empty stone that was said to be worth 10 million meters, and pulled the phantom gem that had been made into an ornament from the collar for the old man to see.

His Majesty Yukent carefully inspected the purity and size of the phantom crystal, and the face that was still handsome despite being middle-aged wrinkled, and asked in detail about the mysterious blue-haired brother who appeared in Mura's report.

Olivet affirmed: "Although he has not been given his last name, I am sure that he is the legendary student of the Tolz Non-commissioned Officer Academy, Tremont Flores, and his appearance is not much different from the photo posted in the hallway of the Student Union, especially the rare aqua blue hair, which is unforgettable." ”

Finally, His Majesty Yukent asked in detail about the situation of the "Hawkeye", and after asking, he comforted his son a few words, and sternly told him that he should never play this kind of private interview in the future, nor should he tell others about this matter again, and if he committed it again, he would definitely find a legion with the most difficult conditions and exile him.

After His Highness Olivet had left with the disappointment of not being caressed by his father, His Majesty Yukent took out a top-secret dossier and compared it again and again. Finally, he said to himself abruptly: "Isn't it true that no matter how deep friendship is, it can't resist the erosion of power?" ”

(To be continued.) )

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(The author's background has been updated again.) Am I crazy and I opened a new volume but I can't find it, is it because I opened it in the wrong way, or is there some special trick? Or the legendary forced shelves? - Automatically have an extra VIP volume, and send a chapter to do an experiment first)