Tallinn, Secret Interview Room of the Ombudsman's Office.

The institution was notorious in Tallinn and wielded so much power that even the aristocracy did not dare to set foot in this gloomy building in the westernmost corner of the city.

The Ombudsman was established by Duke Rob's father to curb the growing privileges of the nobility and maintain the absolute power of the Norrington family in Tallinn.

As the most powerful secret service organization under the ruler's command, the Inspectorate has independent investigation and arrest powers against nobles, without having to report to the higher echelons, and can even directly try the nobles.

It was an independent department, completely ungoverned by any law, and was under the orders of the Duke alone.

Like a vicious beast whose reins exist only in the hands of the Duke.

All the families and nobles in Tallinn are secretly monitored by them, and every move will be compiled into a report, and with the help of the Inspectorate, there has never been a single vicious case of a nobleman's betrayal of the lord in Tallinn.

It's just that the nobles of Tallinn always complain in private conversations about the suffering of being monitored by the Inspectorate.

At this time, in the deepest room of the Inspectorate, a very important conversation was going on.

"It's been three days, it's been three days. And there is no news about the other party's place at all, and I even have some doubts about the authenticity of your promise," a middle-aged man in a robe sat there, his tone a little disappointed: "You told me that the Supervision Office controls the entire Tallinn, but now you can't even find two seriously injured guys...... The archbishop has been urging, how can I reply to him?"

"That's your business. Paris, dressed in the uniform of a senior officer, spoke in a somewhat irritated tone: "Rather than complain about me here, it is better to say that the people you sent are some rubbish, and the first few attempts have all ended in failure, and you have sworn that Bran will never escape your assassination, but he has escaped from your men again and again." ”

The priest squinted his eyes, and his azure pupils were full of puzzlement: "According to the information, the other party should be accompanied by a demon seed with a flesh enhancement system, but the judge priest should be enough to deal with him." ”

"According to the intelligence, Bran should have died ten thousand times a long time ago. Paris tapped the table with slender fingers, "I'm risking my life to cooperate with you, I hope you can show sincerity, the longer it drags on, maybe something will happen." ”

"The paladin has arrived in Tallinn," the priest said softly, glancing at a slightly uneasy Paris, "as long as the other party's location is determined, there will be no more surprises." ”

"The strongest paladin?" Paris smiled, "I hope you don't let me hear bad news again." ”

The priest also relaxed, "The most important thing now is to determine the location of the other party, where exactly they are hiding. ”

"In the course of three days, the gendarmes turned the whole of Tallinn upside down, and there was no trace of Bran at all. Paris said to himself, "It's as if they disappeared out of thin air." ”

Tallinn City is now in a semi-lockdown state, and the reason given by the Inspectorate is to search for spies, and it just so happens that the Duke of Norrington and the Minister of War and Political Affairs went to inspect the garrison outside, so Paris has no worries, and seems to be even more presumptuous, and even the nobles' homes have been searched by him.

"You have to hurry, Bran disappeared out of thin air for a few days, the Imperial City will definitely be aware of it, if Winton gets the news," the priest remembered the surname Capet, and his eyes looked a little afraid: "We will never have a chance to do it again." ”

"Isn't it planned to pit the Capetian family against the Norrington family?" asked Paris, frowning.

"It's not time yet. The priest shook his head and said, "At least wait for the Holy See's army to enter the iron stream, otherwise the Norrington family will not be able to resist Cape's iron cavalry at all." ”

Paris scoffed, clearly disdainful of the priest's fear of the Capetian family.

"Don't take your opponent lightly, even the Crusaders of the Holy See have been defeated by Winton in a similar force," the priest reminded, "he is a natural commander, and if it weren't for the intervention of the Holy See, he would have been able to unify the Iron Stream more than ten years ago." ”

"If we meet on the battlefield in the future, I will let him understand what a war genius is. "Paris is very confident.

Let's hope so.

The priest sighed, Paris was still young, not in the same era as Winton, and he may have forgotten how many Grand Dukes and warlords had been cast an indelible shadow on the battlefield of Tieliu twenty years ago.

Although the Capetian family is now strong in military strength and occupies many cities.

But the priest will not forget that the most feared era of the Capetian family was when the Golden Lion was just rising.

A cavalry in pitch black, waving the banner of a golden lion, bleeds everywhere it went, cities were destroyed, and armies were slaughtered.

They planted their flags on the ruins, built their cities on the corpses of their enemies, and even the royal family was forced to leave the royal capital to avoid their edge.

The priest still remembered that in order to curb the momentum of the Capetian family, His Majesty the Pope sent 50,000 crusaders, led by the then Archbishop of the Adjudication, into the kingdom of Iron Stream, preparing to annihilate the army of the Duke of Winton in one fell swoop.

The war took place in the Hull Mountains.

The specific details are more general in the records of the Holy See, but it is certain that all 50,000 crusaders died in the vast mountains, and not a single one of them made it back to the temple alive.

Even the archbishop, who had been the referee, almost died in that war.

It was one of the few fiascos in the history of the Holy See, and hundreds of paladins escorted the Archbishop of the Ruling from the Iron Stream all the way back to the Temple, and behind them, the Golden Lion Banner gave chase.

The escape lasted thousands of kilometers.

Only two paladins escorted the Archbishop of Judgment back to the temple alive.

After that, the priest didn't know very well, only that His Majesty the Pope was devastated by the blow, and the ruling archbishop did not live long, and soon after returning to the temple, he returned to the galaxy.

Since then, Silan has become the new adjudicating archbishop.

The Holy See paid 50,000 elite cavalry and hundreds of paladins, plus a ruling archbishop's life, but Winton Capet, the leader of a secret service, was unable to defeat him, and he wanted to defeat him on the battlefield?

Perhaps the myth of Winton's undefeated future will be ended by a new general, but that person will never be you, Paris Norrington.

The priest looked at Paris's back, a hint of an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, but he quickly put away his smile.

"Your Excellency the Inspector General, are you sure that all the areas have been checked?"

Hearing the priest's words, Paris was silent for a moment and said in a loud voice: "No......"

"Yes, there is another place. ”