In the Prime Minister's Palace, the old Prime Minister Richelieu had just returned from parliament, and before he even stepped out of the carriage, he heard a loud noise coming from the direction of the Basilica of San Jessica. Looking up, the prayer tower of St. Jessica's Cathedral, which is as tall as the tallest magic tower of the Academy of Magic, has collapsed!

The old prime minister was stunned, as an ordinary person, he naturally did not feel all kinds of coercion emanating from there a long time ago, and it was only when the prayer tower collapsed and there was a loud noise that he was shocked by the drastic changes that had taken place there.

The old prime minister immediately made a gesture, and a figure quietly appeared behind him, and the old prime minister asked in a cold voice: "What happened to St. Jessica's Cathedral? I want to get information in the shortest possible time." ”

The figure bowed down and replied, "According to the latest news we have received, it seems that the Lost Sword Saint Lord has finally made a move against the Holy See Branch, and as for the impact, there is no further news for the time being. ”

"When did Lord Sword Saint leave his mansion?" the old prime minister's question went straight to the core.

As an ordinary person who is neither good at magic nor proficient in martial arts, the old prime minister can always stand tall in the treacherous imperial capital, in addition to his outstanding political wisdom, the huge intelligence network in place of the emperor is also one of the important reasons. Rey III's handing over to the old prime minister the intelligence network that was originally directly responsible to him was enough to prove that the emperor trusted him and was by no means suspicious of him as rumored in the outside world.

What made the old prime minister angry was not the collapse of the Prayer Tower, but the fact that he had been in business for so long, and it could be said that the all-pervasive intelligence network had not reported such important information about the Sword Saint's departure from the mansion to him in time!

"This ...... Our intelligence officers did not gather any information. The figure heard the old prime minister's displeasure, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, the former powerful prime minister seems to be back, instead of being a low-key person who has been trembling for a while recently.

"Check it out at once, as for those who derelict their duties, you know what to do!" the old prime minister flicked the sleeves of his robe angrily, and after taking a deep look in the direction of St. Jessica's Cathedral, he withdrew his retinue and entered the study alone.

After Lao Zai got to the door of the study, he picked up the latest information placed on the desk unhurriedly and glanced at it. Then he gently took out a bright green candle from his bosom, lit it, put it on the desk, sat on the chair and waited quietly.

A distinctive aroma emanated from the candles, and a moment later filled the entire study. However, to the old prime minister's surprise, the black-robed man who usually came to him never appeared, and after thinking of the accident in St. Jessica's Cathedral, the old prime minister's heart couldn't help but gradually sink.

"You shouldn't put your hopes in others. The old prime minister sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to extinguish the candle, and at that moment the flame on the candle flickered violently with the flow of air, and a man who should not have been here appeared in front of him.

"Cheke, what are you doing in my study when you're not in the League of Assassins?"

"Don't be joking, Lord Richelieu!, how dare I attack you?" said Checques. The reputation of the League of Assassins was so bad that when he appeared, people would be misunderstood, even by the old prime minister.

"Then is it a coincidence that you are here at this time, or is there really something important?" asked the old prime minister seriously. Although he was helpless, he was fearless in the face of the notorious leader of the Assassin League, and the old prime minister was sure that Check would not attack him—and he would not wait until this time to assassinate him.

"Someone asked me to come here at this time and ask you for something. Check said, rubbing his hands.

"What time is this time?" asked the old prime minister.

"This is when you light the ghost candle. Check lit up one of the mirrors in his hand, and a blue glow glowed in the light of the ghost candle.

The old prime minister's eyes stared, he also had the same mirror, and when the other party lit the ghost candle, the mirror would also flash the same blue light, reminding him that he had an appointment.

"So he didn't expect anything to happen to St. Jessica's Cathedral?" confirmed the old chancellor.

It was only then that Chek realized why the old prime minister had asked like that, and the old prime minister mistakenly thought that the person who entrusted him had already known in advance that the prayer tower would collapse, so he sent him. It seems that this is a wonderful misunderstanding.

"You're really kidding, the oracle has not yet spread to the point where everyone can do it, how could he have foreseen such a big change in advance?" Check laughed

"Why didn't he come himself?" asked the old prime minister again.

"He can't come, so naturally there is a reason why he can't come. Check was reluctant to say more.

The old prime minister watched as Check fell silent, hesitating whether he should give that thing to Check as agreed. He didn't know exactly how much Check knew about it, or whether he could be trusted, even though Check had taken out the mirror as a token.

Check at this point showed the qualities of an Assassin to be patient. He saw that the old prime minister was hesitating, so he closed his mouth and quietly stared at the old prime minister, waiting for his decision.

"That's a big deal, and I can't give it to you just yet. After a long silence, the old prime minister finally spoke, and there was a trace of fatigue in his voice: "...... Unless he promises it personally. ”

Chek had such an expression on his face, and he smiled and said, "I know that you will not let down your guard against the Assassin Alliance easily, so I have already notified him at the same time as I got the signal of the ghost candle, although I have not received a response for the time being, I believe that he will get in touch with you as soon as he sees it." ”

The old prime minister raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he didn't expect Chek's thoughts to be so thoughtful, he pinched his eyebrows and said, "I hope he won't make us wait too long, after all, we don't have enough time...... Well, if there is no definite news of him before dawn, then please apologize to him on my behalf, and the transaction between us can only be cancelled. ”

Chek bowed his head slightly in agreement, took out a piece of Assassin Alliance token made of magic gold, tapped it twice, looked up and said to the old prime minister, "I have already left a message for him." If he doesn't respond before sunrise, I can call the shots and cancel the deal. ”

The old prime minister's eyes flashed when he heard this, and the meaning of Cheke's hint was obvious, he was very clear about the content and details of this transaction, otherwise it would be impossible for him to call the shots and cancel this transaction.

"Hopefully the night won't be too long. The old prime minister owed a debt and said meaningfully.

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