Standing on the street of the horse, Casaman looked at the newspaper in his hand, which said that His Excellency Prince Marin Gayat had succeeded in the defense of Fort Carter just now, beheading about 14,000 and killing a Foreigner Nezumi clan that had come to Fort Carter through the rift, and his own damage was not much.

"Our Majesty the Prince is amazing." Every time the middle-aged man at the newsstand sells a newspaper, he mutters this to the customer.

Yes, your Lord Marlin is so powerful, I knew it when he was a young child.

Cassaman put away the newspaper, took out his wallet and paid for a penny, and took a jar of sugar water from the owner of the newsstand - this was a canned drink just launched by the Marlin Group in Fort Carter, although a can costs five jiao, but it was indeed very tasty, and Cassaman could even feel that there was a little bit of holy water in it.

The amount is very small, and even a true cultist will not be ignited by the divine power, and as for a superficial cultist like Cassaman, there is no problem drinking it.

Pulling back the cap from the jar, Casaman took a sip and looked at the gold cart that was not far away.

It was said that Prince Marin Gayat had transferred some of the gold bars from his coffers to finance the expansion of the city.

"Our Majesty really loves his wife." A passer-by behind him sighed.

Casaman took three steps back - there were several legendary lords as escorts in the gold car, Cassaman's own foundation was not clean, although he came to Rongma to have identification, but in fact, there was no way to pass the careful inspection, in order not to disturb each other's mood, Casaman naturally did not want to cause trouble to each other.

When the gold wagon passed, Casamane noticed the speed of the wagon, which did not seem to look like a fully loaded wagon, because it was moving very fast.

However, Casaman did not want to make trouble, retreated into the alley, handed the newspaper to the parishioners who were covering him, and through the back door that had been opened for him, Casaman entered the small building, where his Sect Master was sitting in the living room, and more than a dozen cadres were grim-faced—it had been months since the relics were lost, and during this time too many cadres had been punished for not being able to find the relics.

Cassaman had left Fort Carter last time he had traveled north, and with the help of the Just Church, Cassaman had brought out his own leader from their encirclement.

The old man was completely bewildered - if Casaman was really a traitor as he thought, there was absolutely no way he could enter the encirclement and rescue him.

But that's how he appeared, took him into the sewers, and left the encirclement through the labyrinth.

So Casaman was reused, and the leader did not let Saman join the search for the relic - in order to find the relic, three cadres had been lost, and this time although the location of the relic was confirmed and the relic was recovered through the soothsayer, it had been desecrated, so the leader decided in a rage to find the guy who stole it and use his blood to wash the filth off the relic.

I heard that it was a thief who was good at illusion, and Casaman didn't have much to do with him - not only him, but the entire sect couldn't do anything, and the damn thief stood in the crowd, afraid that they wouldn't be able to find this target at all.

Then Casaman saw the leader tremble and stretch out his hand, and took off the small round glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Casaman, Vorgan, Chim, Podar, you stay, and everyone else leaves, go through the back door." ”

The unnamed cadres exited the hall as if relieved.

"It's been a week! We couldn't find anything! What the hell are you doing as the main cadres! Podar! You speak first! The Master looked at the halfling sitting at the table with a look of mad rage.

"Your Excellency! We've worked very hard, we had a firefight with the security forces in Farol during that safe house operation, and the vision of the target appeared there, although it quickly failed because he was hit, but we have mapped out what he looks like, and we just need to look carefully in Rongma, and we will find him one day. The halfling spoke quickly, and looked at the sect leader, "We need time, Your Excellency. ”

"But what we're missing now is time! The tide of magic is rising, tell me! Shim! We have nothing to do because the relics have been desecrated, what is there to fix all this! The Master looked at the dwarf in front of him.

The latter looked at everyone present, and then looked at the sect leader: "Your Excellency, I think we can steal some children!" Isn't it the same way we used their blood as a sacrificial instrument, so you see, we can do it well. ”

"Are you a stupid pig?! That's what the oracle told us to do! If you let him know that we are stealing from us, think of what our great god will do to kill us! The Sect Master roared angrily, and he reached out and picked up a pie from the table, throwing it in the dwarf's face, "Get out of here!" If you're going to die! Don't drag us to die with you! ”

After a long while, he looked at Valgan: "Walgen, tell me if there is any whimsy in your head." ”

"We have discussed before, this thief will definitely not be a Rongma person, so we have been looking for the person in charge of renting a house in this city recently, under the pretense of renting a house to confirm whether there are outsiders who have rented a house from them recently, in the past two months, I have recorded almost seventy households, and I also asked for an information, there are already two streets in the new town of Rongma that have completed construction, and many houses have been sold to guys from other places, So now there are almost 140 households that need us to do the screening. ”

"Great, Valgen, I knew you could be trusted, so what information do you have, Casaman?"

"In the last week, in addition to collecting information about the new tenants in the old town, I also confirmed the transit of the gold trucks and their routes, if the time is just right to complete the task, I suggest that we grab a transit center, there should be a lot of gold bars, and I even asked my subordinates to confirm the rotation time of the defenders, as long as we can ambush the rotating defenders and change into their uniforms, we can even complete our operation without bloodshed."

"Aren't the defenders familiar with each other?" The sect leader became interested, and he asked.

"It's not familiar, they use objects to confirm each other's identities, I've seen them compare objects with a telescope, and as long as we find objects, we can do all of this." Casaman can be said to have worked hard for this operation.

Even Marin's side had specially told him some information, just to let the main members of this sect enter the transit center, and then be wiped out.

Of course, Marin was even ready to be the scapegoat - Kasaman left the name of a cadre he didn't have a good relationship with Marin, and the action team would deliberately prioritize shooting that cadre during the operation, and then pretend to be the clamor for killing the wrong person, shifting the problem of the plan from Cassaman's side to this scapegoat.

Then, as was the case, Cassaman fled the scene from the underground sewer with his men.

For both Marin and Casaman felt that an old trouble that was old and weak was far easier to deal with than a small trouble that was in the prime of life.

And Casaman saved him twice, so that he could get closer to the core of the sect, to make sure that they would have a secret relationship with some nobles in the Farol region, and if so, Marin would send them to death with his own hands - these traitors would not end well.

Cassaman thought it would be a good idea, so the two sides hit it off.

"I think it's a good idea, Your Excellency, as long as we can kill that thief, we will complete the ceremony, and then we will take the opportunity to grab a ticket, and then we can leave this area and return to our lair." Walgen said.

"I think it can be so." The remaining two hurriedly picked up the conversation to show that they were of the same mind as the sect.

"Very well, Casaman, leave that thief to Valgan to deal with, you give Valgan the information you have obtained, and then go and keep an eye on our money." The Sect Master said with a smile.

Kasaman stroked his chest and saluted: "Please leave this matter to me, I will definitely take care of this matter." ”

………………

A certain cult of tongue-goers was looking for the thief named Lalea, which Marin had confirmed a week ago - no way, he met Casaman on the streets of Junma, and the two sides were connected, and Marin knew what the kid named Lalea had done.

This kid actually stole the Chaos Relic that the messenger of the Tongue Bird Sect was carrying, and lost it, and now he is hiding in his pretender sequence.

According to Casaman, it took a lot of effort for the sect to find the relics, but the kid was not authentic and left them in the cesspool.

So the sect said that it didn't want to let him go, and now it is gathering information and preparing to capture him and sacrifice him to the so-called sacred relic.

Marin thinks that's it, it's a holy fart.

But it can't stand that all the senior members of this sect are now fighting horses, Marin thought about it and decided to put these guys in a pot, and there is no need to say anything when the time comes, just name them one by one.

And he and Casaman have prepared everything, and when the time comes, Kasaman will still be the hero of the sect, and he will still run away with the sect leader and a few small fish - Marin has specially prepared their escape routes for this.

In order to make the plan successful, Marin has used gold trucks to transfer many soldiers to the transit center in the past week, wrapping up the three outer three floors of the block where the center is located, and waiting for these guys to rush into the transit center and make a door-to-door delivery.

Of course, in order to allow Casamane and them to escape, Marin also deliberately dug an underground passage for the so-called guards to smuggle gold bars.

When the time comes, Casaman and the people will be able to leave the scene directly, and they will come out of the small building near the ancient sewer a kilometer away, and then Kasaman will lead the people into the ancient sewer and leave the horse from there.

Of course, there are still some details that need to be finalized by Marin and Casaman, so the two sides agreed to meet at the café in the central square at noon tomorrow, which is very close to the transit center, and where Kasaman appears can be said to be close to reconnaissance.

And Marin will use Transfiguration to transform into a beautiful girl Marin to connect.

Hey, I've sacrificed a lot of money to wipe out all the evil.

Marlin crossed his hands on his hips for this.

And the kid named Lalea is on his side, Marin is ready to save him, so Marin decided to go to him tonight, hoping that this kid can cooperate with him in a play, he is responsible for pretending to be killed, anyway, Casaman said that he only needs his blood to clean the relics, and Marin can replace Lalea with a death row prisoner with a similar figure - anyway, Lalea is a pretender, even if the appearance is different, you can still pretend that this is a real Lalea, anyway, no one should have seen his real appearance.

As for the death row inmate, Marin will personally rewrite his memories with his own hands, although this one will die, his family will receive a large reward, and Marin will also promise to take care of his children, lest people die, his wife remarries, and the children are beaten by wild fathers.

The so-called equivalent exchange, making the best use of things, is such an easy-to-understand truth.

Pulsatilla knew Marin's thoughts, and he didn't have anything to say, of course, in his opinion, the reward for death row prisoners was too generous, but Marin is now the prince of this country, and he seems to think that he can't beat Marin, so in Marin's opinion, this old man should have the idea that more is better than less, anyway, this money is not funded by the Duchy of Farol.

Moreover, the idea that Ma Lin mentioned that he could catch all the local evil god sects and still be able to cast a long line to catch big fish was more to his liking, and he had nothing to say about this comparison.

But the old man was also interesting, saying that if the kid named Rallea was willing to join the MIO, he would definitely recruit him.

Ma Lin felt that there was indeed something wrong with this old man - if this kid hadn't been more vigilant last time, he was afraid that he would have died in that safe house a long time ago, so he might have taken refuge in you, it would be better to take refuge in Marin, at least Marin is preparing an intelligence organization here, if he is willing to come, at least he is also the identity of Boss Dai.

If he can really reassure Marin, with his strength, his achievements are not just Boss Dai, in Marin's opinion, this kid's achievements are limitless.

But before that, the undersea base had already taken up Marin's noon time - a new wizarding gathering was imminent, and Marin needed to preside over it.

Truth be told, since learning that wizards were able to use the holy oak near the north of Fort Carter to purify his mind, Marlin couldn't wait for them to serve him.

They serve Marin, and Marlin provides them with safe purification.

I hope you will be satisfied.

As the host, Marin didn't have to hide his identity, so he chose to bring Cross to the meeting.

This sanctuary will be the eternal home of Cross, and Marin will never put her eggs in one basket.

Bringing Cross to the base, the first thing Marlin did was to greet Dorothy: "Dorothy, good afternoon." ”

"Good afternoon, Mr. Marlin, and Mrs. Cross." The AI replied to Marin's greeting in a very brisk tone, while the mechanical body she was using pushed open the door: "The meeting will begin soon, Mr. Marin." ”