"Do you remember when Cheskoff left?"

Walking side by side with the little waiter to Cheskoff's room, Herlan asked casually.

"I don't know," the little waiter spread his hands helplessly, "I found out more than an hour ago that there was no one in their room. All I know is that they didn't go through the main entrance...... Because I was on duty at the door until I cleaned up my room. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe they used stealth sorcery."

Herlan said with a chuckle.

So the little waiter was also relieved: "Yes." A wizard can do anything, but what is it to hide his body. ”

"By the way, did you tell your colleagues about Cheskoff leaving without checking out?"

"Nope. I've been busy cleaning. ”

"That's ......"

As they spoke, the two of them soon walked to Cheskooff's room. The little waiter pulled out a long set of keys and opened the door.

Then he went into the room.

"It's too dark in here......"

The little waiter whispered when he heard Miss Herlan close the door and lock it.

So he replied casually, "Do you need to turn on the lights?" The magic lamp we have here is a new product from the first factory, and it will never leak the magic dust, so you can use it with confidence. ”

But just then, he noticed Miss Herland gently pat him on the shoulder, and a hard, cold thing was on his neck, and the sharp edge even cut a small cut in his neck.

"Not anymore."

"Wait, Venerable Herland. Miss Alex Yevna. I shouldn't know anything I shouldn't know......"

The little waiter swallowed, his voice trembling.

But he wasn't done yet. He was interrupted by "Miss Herlan" behind him.

"Keep your voice down, don't do anything stupid." Her melodious but cold voice came from behind the little waiter, "I'm a silver-tier assassin, and it only takes a blink of an eye to kill you." ”

"You...... You ......"

He shuddered, unable to utter a word.

But just as he was about to shout, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

At that moment, he was almost out of the sky.

But just then, the voice of "Herlan" came from behind him, and he realized that he was not dead.

"If I were you, I would give up this stupid idea."

The voice was colder than a blade in his ears.

A thought struck him like lightning—

"You...... You're not Herran. Alex ......"

He wasn't done yet. I heard the cold ridicule behind me gradually become low: "Naturally, I'm not." ”

Soon, the mockery became a man's voice.

The voice was hoarse like a whisper, with a light tremor that bordered on madness.

"I'm just a crazy person...... You can call me Orlando. ”

The eyes of the little waiter widened suddenly.

"Crazy Orlando? That crazy ...... that burned down the City of Fortune"

Halfway through what he said, he finally realized what he was talking about and quickly shut his mouth.

But it was too late. The madman behind him was already curious: "Oh? Am I so famous? ”

“…… There are plays adapted from your story in the theater. Before and ...... I've been to see it. ”

Knowing the name of the crazy Orlando, the little waiter finally realizes that he can't escape.

In order to save his life, he decided to follow the instructions of this madman honestly. But in order to protect his girlfriend, his voice suddenly became a little more vague when he mentioned her name.

Fortunately, Mr. "Orlando" did not care about these details. He only laughed lightly, and then snatched the dagger from the neck of the little waiter. Instead, it was placed in the back of his heart.

"If you know my story...... You should know that I can marry you through your clothes," the madman's trilling voice was still low and steady, "what I want to know is simple......"

He said this. Suddenly, a long note dragged on, and the voice became unhurried.

Orlando's cold short knife slashed in a circular motion behind the little waiter's back, just strong enough to press down on his clothes. Subtle deformations appear on the skin of the back of the small waiter.

The back of the little waiter was already soaked in cold sweat. As the short knife slowly slashed, cold marks seeped into his back like an illusion. Let him not dare to move. And felt a complete paralysis to the bone.

"Do you understand what I want now?"

The trills in the voice of "Orlando" behind him suddenly disappeared, and he was like whispering to a friend. He buried his head in the neck of the little waiter and whispered in a very soft, gentle voice.

But unfortunately, the little waiter didn't understand what Orlando wanted. He just felt that this guy was a real madman.

"You...... Please let us know. ”

"Okay, I'll just ask you one thing," Orlando paused, the moment of silence that made the little waiter feel like his heart had beaten more than a thousand times, "Where's Cheskoff's crystal ball?" ”

"It's broken. That crystal ball was really shattered. ”

The little waiter lowered his voice and said hurriedly, "He is hiding in my room...... I wanted to sell it, but ......"

"Shut up. That's enough. ”

Orlando's extremely soft voice sounded in his ears, but the little waiter couldn't help but shiver.

"Listen up. For the sake of the blood of the Elder of the Lonely Mountain flowing in your body, I don't intend to hide it from you. ”

"Get out of this door, you go straight upstairs to your own room. Don't say a word to anyone during this period, and look as normal as possible. ”

"And when you enter your room, lock the door from the inside. When I get out of the hotel, I will go to the side of the hotel. When you see me downstairs, open the window and close it, repeat three times, to tell me where your room is. ”

"Then I'll crawl into your room and take the crystal ball away. Remember? ”

"Remember...... But after that...... I ......"

The little waiter stopped talking.

Orlando chuckled, "What are you asking for?" ”

"The greatest happiness of mankind is ignorance."

"Knowing so much, it's too arrogant to want to live in the same world as those who don't know anything, right?"

The little waiter couldn't help but tremble: "But, in this case, why should I help you......"

"You're helping yourself."

Orlando's voice was low, but unequivocal.

"Think of your parents, your fiancée, and your friends in the city...... Think of them. ”

"You're the only one who knows me now, but if you think you're smart...... I can't just find them all. ”

Hearing this, the little waiter couldn't help but feel a little hope in his heart.

But then, hope was quickly shattered and turned into despair.

"--If you know me, you should know the City of Wealth, right?"

"Do you know what's going on in the City of Fortune?"

Orlando's voice whispered in his ear, like a child telling a bedtime story.

The little waiter suddenly realized something, and trembled uncontrollably.

"If Iron Curtain City is detonated, it will not only be your little girlfriend, the citizens of Iron Curtain City, but you who will die."

"Mana dust will spread westward, and more than 100,000 square meters of land in the three countries of Caral, Fararuo and Titan will be polluted by mana dust, and they will lose the ability to grow crops for a long time."

"What will a country do when it loses food...... That's right, dead people. ”

"The first country to collapse will be Fararuo. When all the plants in the lonely mountain die, the insects and pigs become extinct, the animals will die in batches, and the already small land of Farrao will cause an unprecedented famine. ”

Orlando's devilish whisper kept ringing in the ears of the little attendant: "The only countries that are adjacent to Fararu are Karar and the White Tower—so Fararu has no choice but to invade Calal, who is also afflicted." ”

"Queen Bansa has been waiting for Karal to descend into turmoil for a long time. The emperor of the Titan Empire is aging, and his children are all ambitious, and they must not ignore this opportunity to divert the attention of his countrymen. And Su Ze, who has nothing to lose, will definitely come to get involved in this to suppress Bansa and Caral. ”

"In other words, several countries west of the White Tower and east of the Dead Sea will be plunged into unprecedented turmoil, with countless casualties."

And this is all caused by your over-the-top words. People will want to find your body, whip it, and hang it after death. But they couldn't find it. So they will only write viciously on your mound that there is a nameless, hateful innkeeper buried here, the fuse of war, the source of the death of hundreds of thousands, may he be tormented in hell after his death, and may he be tortured in hell forever—"

“…… That's enough! That's enough! I won't tell anyone else! ”

As Orlando whispered, images of destruction and despair flashed before the eyes of the little waiter, his voice trembling and almost crumbling.

Orlando chuckled softly and put the knife away, not afraid of him running away or shouting.

This degree is completely sufficient. Even he felt that he was doing something too much.

The Fanatic trait is no joke.

He slowly but forcefully pulled the little waiter's shoulders and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

"Don't cry. My little hero, you're going to stop the war, right? ”

"Remember - the lives of all the people in this city, and the future of the three nations of Karar, Fararuo and Titan, are in your hands at this moment."

A malicious smile emerges from the face of "Miss Herlan", elegant, beautiful and full of blood.

"So, let's make an exchange...... Exchange your life for theirs. ”

"Do you change or not?" (To be continued......)