"Compared to your cowardly ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by this man wearing a top hat and looking young. Even interrupting someone is not gentlemanly behavior.

"So, you chose to break the rules again? You know, you're no better than that Oriental, you have some tricks to break and then stand up, you have been beaten down once. In other words, you've lost ground. ”

"So, I know better than anyone what that means."

The woman said.

"An old thing like you, who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, will not fail to understand this thing, anything, any profession, Eastern Taoism and martial arts, Western Dou Qi magic, if it is strong enough to a certain extent, then it will not be any stronger, no matter how dense and more energy it contains."

"Because the rules are like a shackle on each of us, either break it or accept it."

"This is what Orientals often say, take advantage of the situation and break the situation."

Zhu Lips said lightly, and a certain memory flashed in her eyes.

"Smack!"

With a snap of his fingers, a flame ignited from the man in the top hat, and he lit himself a cigar that he had in his mouth at some point.

"If I'm not mistaken, you only have ......"

"That's right, three real shots. No, there are two more left. ”

She looked at him, staring intently.

"The last time, this is the last time I will help you, for the sake of your veins flowing the same blood as mine, for the sake of your surname Merlin."

He said, plain as a simple declarative sentence.

"You know, when I guided you into this world, I didn't just make trouble for me."

"I know, I know."

The woman responded perfunctorily, she looked at the fire on the fingertips of the top hat, and suddenly shivered, and her eyes were more hateful.

She will always remember the appearance of that woman frowning and the sky raining fire, and she who had just entered the realm of breaking power was like a non-lethal earthworm in front of that woman.

"You should know that anyone needs a price when breaking or borrowing power, last time you paid for the magic in your blood, this time ......"

"Lifespan, fountain of youth."

She replied, her eyes full of confidence.

"As long as the prophecy of the ancestors is not wrong."

Seeing that the top hat didn't answer, she continued.

"And don't you think he resembles Richard?"

"The Emperor."

He smiled when he heard this, and there was a hint of mockery on his face. "The man who has a lion in his heart."

"Don't talk about it so much, you should also know that the family can't help you because of a little guy like you, unless there are only two people left in the family like the White Emperor's race. Otherwise, you won't find me. ”

"You should also know how much the White Emperor spent last time for his sister to make a move. Helping you is my private act, and it costs me nearly half of my ......"

The chatterbox opened, as if he couldn't stop, and as he spoke, words of imgrace kept bursting out of his mouth. But the core words in the discourse are still very straightforward, interests.

Losing power is also a kind of realm of the strong. To be precise, it is the realm that falls from the realm of breaking and borrowing. But it is still better than those who have not broken and borrowed, or who are close to breaking and borrowing.

"How much?"

She looked at him and asked indifferently. She knows how much she is paying.

"After success, the next battle royale (sand) world, half ......"

Ms. Merlin smoked a cigarette, the words of her top hat echoing through the room. The two of them are now more like two vendors haggling on a noisy street, if not well-dressed. There was almost no finger-pointing waving and shouting.

But sometimes, the reality is like this, even if it is a brother and sister in a large family.

"One-third."

"Two out of five."

"Deal"――

Divide-Cut-Line -

Across the Rhine outside Paris.

It's night.

Zhao Qian sat on a pine chair in his room, and by the candle burning on the table, he was busy with the work in his hands.

When he came out of that alley at dawn today, he was separated from Galileo. I got into the carriage with the style of the family emblem that had been waiting at the door of the police station for a long time, and fell asleep.

In particular, rest is a necessity nowadays.

He took a piece of paper with bright silver on one side and a colorful paper on the other side with the tweezers on the table, and roasted it on the candle flame, and only after the colored paper had become colorless did he take it down satisfactorily.

Aluminum foil.

Looking at the many small things on the table that had been stripped of the soot, he carefully pulled out one of them and quickly folded it into a small silver flower.

This is something he used to tease his younger siblings before, and who knew that it would come in handy now.

"Young Master Fu Suosi."

After three knocks on the door, a neatly dressed old man walked in with a plate.

"Leon, just put things on the table."

Zhao Qian raised his head and glanced at the housekeeper who still delivered food late at night, which was regarded as a greeting.

Soon he put his head under his head and continued to work on the things in his hand.

The fire was not enough to illuminate the room and flickered on his countenance.

"What is this?"

Quietly putting things down, the old butler looked at the pile of tin foil and finished knick-knacks on the fir table.

"Aluminum foil, something that doesn't have much value."

He said, his hand moving without stopping.

Because these things are really not very valuable, they are all the packaging shells of drug capsules in the ticket or the candy wrappers of fruit sandwiches.

There were still pints of sugar on the unilluminated wooden plate in the corner of the table, and he put the open capsules back in the ticket. These are the only benefits of the station, ordinary supplies that are free of charge.

"Ugh."

The old butler sighed, put the food back on the table, and went out again, closing the door.

Of course, the old man knew how much thought and financial resources this foreign loser nobleman, who was famous in the aristocratic circles of Paris, had spent in pursuit of the little princess of Liedelai. But just when the little girl was about to loosen up, there was the duel that caused a sensation in the city of Paris yesterday.

In the room, Zhao Qian glanced at the door that was brought by the old butler and took out a paper from the drawer of the table, and looked at it through the candle on the table.

It was something that someone had brought in the morning after he had just come home.

There are two maps of the distribution of forces in the city of Paris and two lists of the members of the White Lotus.

The woman didn't care about her main quest at all, her purpose was somewhere else.

He's already had someone send a copy of Galileo to the police station, which could be a condition for the guy to find new backers and for him to complete the second main quest.

And what is on the table will be the key to him completing the main quest one.

Vindicate.