"Where do you start?"

Erin muttered to herself, she looked a little confused, her injuries still aching, and her mind was a little stagnant.

"I'm Erin Adler, and I was formerly part of the Iron Law Bureau, in charge of foreign espionage. ”

Erin reintroduced herself, and as she spoke, she was still paying attention to the expressions of the people around her, especially Haybed's.

"The information you've gotten is pretty much what I wanted to say, right, I deliberately approached Ivar, captured him, and then had him captured by the Iron Law Bureau. ”

She said it lightly, and this attitude angered Haybow.

"Then why did you come to me?" asked Lorenzo, "shouldn't you have been far away? ”

"Because I know so much, Mr. Holmos, the whole operation in detail, and some deeper secrets, I know so much. ”

Erin's gaze darkened.

"After the successful operation, I returned to Gaulinaro and I felt uneasy in re-contact with the headquarters...... The headquarters has changed, and during the time I was on duty, they actually supported a new religion called Orthodoxy, and I investigated it and found out the inside story.

Religion is just a front, and they seem to be secretly organizing an army. ”

"Choir. Lorenzo said.

"You know this?" said Erin, looking at Lorenzo with some surprise.

"I just found out, so what? You broke the rules and were hunted down?" asked Lorenzo.

"That's pretty much it, so sometimes curiosity can really kill people. ”

Erin shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and her movements tugged at the wound, causing her to gasp in pain.

Lorenzo didn't say anything more, he didn't believe Erin, at least not completely, and Lorenzo began to understand the magic that Haybode was talking about.

Although they hadn't met for a long time, Lorenzo had already felt Erin's weirdness, and even though the situation was so bad, she still looked calm, as if everything was in her plan.

"What do you know about the choir?" asked Lorenzo.

Erin's expression changed, and she leaned forward, studying Lorenzo's face carefully until she could see her reflection in her gray-blue eyes.

She looked like she was teasing a puppy, she said.

"Oh, you'd love to know about those things, too, and sure enough you have a connection to them. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you curious how I found you? It's a list, it's not really a list, it's just your name. Erin shrank back.

"I'm a spy, an agent, a killer, I'm good at a lot of things that ordinary people don't do, I'm terrified of the changes in the Iron Law Bureau, it's a very powerful secret organization, but I always have a vague feeling that in the time I've been away, it's been controlled by another person...... Another existence I can't describe.

I wanted to know why, so I dug deeper, and I found a lot of interesting things that led me to death, but in this moment of desperation, the turning point came. ”

Erin smiled and looked at Lorenzo.

"It was an imaginary enemy battle plan against a guy named Lorenzo Holmos, with his address on it, and some of his work history, for the Iron Law Bureau...... No, to be precise, he was strangely threatening to the choir, even higher than the so-called purification mechanism.

There are different battle plans listed one by one, and I wonder what it is that makes the choir take it so seriously, and I am glad that from this point of view, you are the choir's enemy. ”

"So you came to me? Try to get me to fight the choir. Lorenzo asked.

"I know you won't trust me, and even say you want to kill me. Erin's gaze echoed between Haypard and him, "But at least we have the same interests now, I'm a veteran of the Iron Law Bureau, and with my help, whatever you want to do in Gaulinaro will be much easier." ”

She reached out and pointed at Lorenzo.

"You want to kill all the choir guys, right, I saw it when I was dead, and you were so angry at those monsters. ”

She pointed to Haybold again.

"If you want to rescue Ivar, I'll help you with that, after all, I sent him in with my own hands. ”

"Irene!"

Hypard roared angrily, he couldn't stand Erin's provocation and threw a punch down on her.

"Looks like you're acquiescing to my worth too, aren't you?"

Instead of fear, Erin asked Haybold with a smile.

"Erin, what you're saying isn't enough to keep you alive. ”

Lorenzo said again that the information given by Erin did make up for some of Lorenzo's missing information, such as the Iron Law Bureau seemed to be in the hands of another person, but this information was not very valuable.

Watson had warned himself, but Lorenzo knew that he would use Gabriel again to get the information he wanted if needed...... It was even said that he could directly invade Erin's and tear off all her disguises.

"I know, again, that's not enough for the Iron Law Bureau to hunt me down so ruthlessly, do they?"

Erin came prepared, as if she had anticipated all the possible directions in which events could go.

"Go to my room, under the bed, in a small black bag, there will be what you want, and there will be something that will prove my worth. ”

Lorenzo's eyes became solemn, yes, these are not enough for Erin to be hunted down, after all, she is also a member of the Iron Law Bureau, as long as she continues to be loyal, sooner or later she will come into contact with the deep darkness.

"Kestrels, you go. Lorenzo said.

"Me?" the kestrel was puzzled, but didn't say anything more, and left as Erin had said.

"I thought you'd go on your own...... Well, you don't trust anyone else, do you?"

Erin whispered, she was smart enough to understand the composition of the team in an instant.

Hypard was not trusted by Lorenzo, and the only things that could reassure Lorenzo were the kestrel and the girl standing by him, but it was clear that the girl was a novice, and this kind of thing could not be left to her with confidence.

"Interested in hearing the story of Haybard?" said Erin tentatively.

But this time, before Hybode could attack, Lorenzo stood up and walked in front of her.

"Actually, you're curious, Irene, why I'm considered an enemy of the choir. ”

Lorenzo stared at her, and after talking to Watson, he also began to gradually feel that the distortion beyond ordinary people was vaguely changing.

"What ......"

Erin couldn't make any sound, and Lorenzo pressed her face to make her look into her eyes, and then a blazing white sun rose in those gray-blue eyes.

Under the reflection of that light, Irene's face turned pale, but fortunately this scene did not last long, Lorenzo knew that he could not abuse the forbidden power, but he needed an insurance.

"Have you ever seen someone like me?" asked Lorenzo.

Erin was no longer the same as before this time, she stiffened her face and said slowly.

"He was called the Imam. ”

......

According to the information given by Erin, the kestrel found Erin's room shortly after.

This is a very ordinary room, compared to the public money tourism of Lorenzo and others, it is simply shabby, probably Erin is also at the end of the road, it took a lot of effort to barely get on the boat.

There was nothing superfluous in the room, only an open suitcase on the floor, and Kestrel walked over with some curiosity, which was piled up with women's underwear, and some skirts, judging by the nameplate hanging on the box, this thing was not Irene's.

Kestrel could already imagine the scene, Erin found a woman of similar size to herself in the crowd, and through some kind of coincidence, or force, snatched her identity, and thus boarded the White Tide.

Continuing to rummage, the kestrel lifted the bed board and found what Erin was talking about, a small black bag.

Among them were some of Erin's own documents, with various names, and no one knew exactly how many identities the woman had, as well as a pistol and a few bullets.

The kestrel touched something, a strange bump, it looked like there was still a compartment in the small black bag, and it was torn open, and the kestrel found what Irene had hidden.

For a moment, the kestrel felt his heartbeat accelerate, and his eyes were firmly attracted by that thing, fortunately, as a high-ranking knight, he still has a certain resistance to erosion, otherwise the kestrel doesn't know what he will do in the face of this temptation.

It was a potion with a crimson liquid floating in it, crystal clear, like a ruby.

Secret Blood.

"So Erin hid something here?"

The sound sounded from outside the door, and the kestrel movement froze completely, it was an unfamiliar voice.

The kestrel thought a lot at this moment, the enemy that Lorenzo killed last night may only be a part of the enemy, although there is a cover from Nordero, but this cannot hide from the enemy, they have been observing themselves.

All of this happened almost at the same time, and the kestrel was more or less experienced in battle, and his battle instincts were far beyond ordinary people, and he held the potion firmly and picked up the pistol in the pouch with one hand.

The moment the shots rang out, the kestrel rolled towards the bunker on the other side, and he remembered the layout of this room, where the enemy was behind his back.

The distance is too short, and the kestrel is not as powerful as the witcher, he is destined to be shot, and he can only find a way not to be fatally injured and save more combat power.

The enemy fired several shots, and the bullet traveled through the narrow room, and the kestrel felt a slight pain in his limbs, and the bullet grazed his body, leaving one sharp scratch after another, and then an even more severe pain came from his shoulder, and the bullet pierced the plank and hit the kestrel.

"It's not bad, it's not bad. ”

Kestrel muttered under his breath, his left shoulder shot painful, but at least he had an arm left.

He lowered his breathing, and the kestrel didn't know how many enemies there were outside the door, or what kind of power he had.

It's really unlucky, suddenly I encountered the enemy like this, and I didn't have time to prepare at all, but think about it, this is life, life is not logical.

Lorenzo probably couldn't save himself, after all, it all happened so fast, and he had to stay there to watch over Irene, and the kestrel knew very well that Lorenzo didn't trust Erin, and even his own sluggish guy could see what Haybed and Erin were hiding before, and leaving the two of them there alone, maybe what would happen.

"The lucky kestrel won't just give it here. ”

As if to cheer itself on, the kestrel yelled and turned to burst out of cover and fired.

The so-called bunker is just a wardrobe, and the kestrel rushes out and knocks it down with its body, trying to use this thing to help itself block a few bullets, or even weaken the power of the bullets.

With a gun in his right hand, he opened fire, and in pain, he threw out the folding knife with one hand.

It was at this moment that the kestrel finally saw the comer, an ordinary-looking man, dressed in a waiter's clothes, and it seemed that he had been hiding and observing himself.

It's a trap...... No, it's a trap for Erin, it's just that the damn woman dragged the trouble on us.

But what can this woman do?

In a trance, red blood flashed in front of his eyes.

It's the secret blood, the secret blood that Erin took away, they're looking for this thing.

This is Erin's hole card, she can rely on the power of this blood to easily get shelter from other forces.

No one will give up such a powerful force.

The bullets crossed each other, and the man's bullet missed, and the kestrel bullet successfully hit the man's arm, but the guy was expressionless, as if he didn't feel pain, like a silent stone statue.

", another monster. ”

Don't even think about it, this guy in front of him must also be from that weird choir, with a violent secret blood flowing in his body, he may not be as strong as Lorenzo, but as long as he is stronger than the kestrels.

The distance was short enough, and the kestrel directly gave up the shot and swung the folding knife.

The light of the knife flickered, and the man also drew the short knife at his waist to engage the kestrels.

The kestrel parried with difficulty, he didn't want to die so unlucky, he had to find a place to live, but the man didn't give him any chance, no matter how the kestrel attacked, he firmly guarded the door and didn't give the kestrel a chance to escape.

He also knew this, and if the kestrel escaped, and even said that if he could get Lorenzo to notice it, the man would surely die in the face of that terrible nightmare.

The metal slammed again, and the kestrel was forced back to the edge of the balcony, below which was not a terrace, but a roaring sea.

Damn Irene!

Kestrel scolded inwardly, if this woman had added more money and changed to a better room, he might be able to run out of the terrace directly.

The short knife slashed down again, and the man hit very steadily, as long as he continued to steady, the kestrel would definitely not be able to hold it.

Another slam blow, from top to bottom, this is no skill to speak of, just pure brute force.

The kestrel's folding knife was crumbling, and it seemed that the kestrel would be defeated by him as long as there was one more kestrel look, and the man's indifferent expression finally splashed with a little joy, and it was at this time that the kestrel that had been weaker than the inferior suddenly changed.

The unlucky guy suddenly became ferocious, and the folding knife was raised in a rage and interspersed into the man's attack, his rhythm was disrupted, and then the sharp folding knife pierced through his arm, picking open, and blood splattered.