The headquarters of the Eighth Mercenary Regiment Black Crow, a quaint high-rise building entwined with moss and vines, stands out among the buildings of the new era of Ammir, which can be said to be unique, but more of a reason is alternative, it is simply the only green leaf in a cluster of flowers, but the green leaf is not always willing to be a foil. They also have ambitions, and they want to strive for the top, even if it is by unscrupulous means.

At this time, Lance lowered his head to his desk, which was where he worked day and night, and now he had to grovel and compromise. He lowered his head deeply, not wanting the arrogant old man opposite to see his unwilling expression. He knew that this old man was not his savior, that he was a manic tyrant who could abandon himself as a pawn at any moment. It's just that I still have a little bit of use value now.

"Ama-sama, what is your purpose by appearing in my office now? I think it's better to be careful. After all......" Lance said timidly, knowing that he might not say a word in place, and he would bring disaster to the crow. And what worries him most is his family name.

Asama sat in Reims' swivel chair and looked out the window. As everyone knows, when he appreciates the scenery, he also becomes someone else's scenery. The sparrow had been standing on one foot on the roof of a house, staring at every move here.

"I said, the view from your office is not bad. It's really pleasant! But too much comfort can make people lose their motivation. Asama slowly turned the swivel chair around.

"I will never forget the teachings of Lord Asama. In the past, I may have been too confused, but now I will never let you down. "Lance can only respond to the Asama against his will.

"This chair of yours is quite comfortable, much stronger than my cold throne!" Asama's words were very metaphorical.

Lance thought for a moment, still keeping his head down. "My lord, you're kidding! This chair of mine may be more comfortable, but there is only so much I can do in such a seat. But I think this position is just for me, for you, it's just a temporary pastime, after all, you still have to sit in a higher position. "Lance has always been mixed in with officialdom, and he can still understand this little trick.

Asama laughed, walked up to Lance, and put his hand on Lance's lowered head. Stroking his silky hair. "Ah, you know a lot of truths, but you have to think twice when you say anything to me again. My actions are not for you to interfere with. This Amil now where I want to go, who can manage. ”

Lance knew what he was wrong with at this point, "My lord, I was wrong. I don't know the purpose of your visit to the Black Crow this time......" Lance spoke more carefully, he knew that he was not an opponent of the court now, and he still had to hold this thigh tightly, for the sake of his declining mercenary group and the unknown family name. He can only endure, and he is enduring a little.

"I heard that you have reaped good trophies, why don't you want me to report it! I said that we are grasshoppers in the same boat, but if the boat capsizes, I can swim, and you will not have a good time. Asama patted Lance on the shoulder, "Okay, keep your head up, don't you feel tired with your head down?"

"My lord, I don't know what you're referring to!" Lance lowered his head even deeper, he knew what Asama was talking about, and he was pretending to be confused. He was amazed at why Asama was able to master his actions so quickly, could it be that there were people from Asama by his side?

"Ah, don't tell the truth! I'm a man who has the courage to do earth-shattering things, and it is not by brute force that my intelligence network has developed to a level that you don't know. I'm reminding you, that spy of the Red Dragon, you don't know how Chris Haiter died!" Asama has already made it very clear.

"Chris Haidt, isn't that the Fourth Mercenary Regiment's business? I'm just going somewhere to take cover. Lance was still stumbling.

Asama laughed, "Yes, your skills are not good, but this ability to pretend to be confused is very skillful!" Asama's face changed suddenly, and his body released a trace of Lute, but the impact of the strong Lute immediately blew Lance away and slammed it into the wall.

"You...... You...... I did capture the kid, we just have a personal vendetta, and if the adults are interested in the kid, I can always hand him over to you. Lance immediately had a trail of blood on his cheek, but he didn't bother to wipe the viscous liquid. I can only squat on the ground and tell the story.

"Haha! You're the last scum of the Huggins family! If you don't give some color, you won't tell the truth, and you still want to revive that lost nobleman? It's ridiculous!" Asama laughed with contempt.

Lance's fists clenched tightly when he heard Huggins, and he cursed Hain in his heart, if it weren't for Hain, his family wouldn't be so lonely that people could be bullied so much, and they could even fight against the four major families.

"It doesn't matter if Hain's little man is given to you, it's just that he's called the Son of Prophecy, and that can be put to good use. After all, the current king Huggins is very obsessed with prophecy of such a wild and ethereal thing, if there really is a god, then why not banish the apostles earlier, or has God forsaken mankind?" Asama muttered to himself, turning his head, and the sparrow was still standing on the opposite roof, peeking at everything.

"My lord, I have heard the rumors of the Child of Prophecy, but I don't know what the specific content of this prophecy is, and what kind of expectations does Hayne have?" It is said that this prophecy is absolutely secret, although many mercenary leaders no longer regard him as a secret, but Lance is the lowest leader, that is, the so-called last leader. He didn't know about it yet.

"This prophecy is not a secret that you can get involved in, and it won't do you any good to know it. Huggins is so stupid! What good is it for him to guard this abominable prophecy? Does he really believe that this yellow-haired boy will become the savior of mankind? If the prophecy came true, his throne would be gone! If it were me, I would have killed this Hain, and that lying Luke. But it gives us an opportunity to take advantage of it, and they will not interfere in our affairs. "The ambition of the court is greater than Lance expected, is it not enough for him to always use the position of head of the corps, and he still covets the power of the royal family?

"So...... This Hayne ...... What to do?"

"Ah, let it be with you! But I warn you once, he's a hot potato, and you have to be careful! And one more thing, if I go out of your crow's territory today, don't expect him to spread far. Asama was clearly warning him. He was testing Lance's loyalty.

"Your Excellency, trust me. I didn't hear anything today, and you didn't say anything, except that you allocated a little money to me, the poorest mercenary group. Lance squinted at Asama.

"Haha! You kid, you can easily get me a sum of money! But I'm just rich, don't worry! The funds you want will arrive soon. However...... "Asama stepped forward, looking like he was leaving, but freed some Lute and smashed the wooden door of Lance's office into splinters. "Forget it, though. You know what you have to do. I believe you are a smart person. ”

Lance looked at the scene and knew what it meant, and he watched Asama leave. Although he was dissatisfied, he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach! He hammered the ground, "Damn! Hain! It's all your fault." You don't deserve my Huggins' last name. You demon, I'll make you look good. And Kim Gray, Asama's eyeliner. Eat things inside and out, sooner or later I will make these people look good. ”

The small eyes of the sparrows in the distance see all of this. Although Gray is an ambitious man, he is also a scheming old man. But this time it was really not his achievement.

Leon sat in his room and couldn't hold back his laughter. "The black crow really has a connection with 'Autumn Harmony'! and he didn't go to great lengths to reveal Hain's affairs to that old thief in the court!" "As a beast knight, one of Leon's abilities is to share the five senses. The sparrow was his eye. His strategy of killing two birds with one stone really played a counterproductive role. Now it seems that they are all in a cooperative relationship, and there is no trust between each other, and a plate of loose sand can easily be defeated.

Leon had been using this ability for a long time, and the distance between him and the Sparrow was so far away that it cost him more Lute. Now he was a little tired, and just as he was about to take a break, a familiar figure appeared in Lance's office.

"Lorte, where is he doing?" Leon began to recall the incident about Hain's murder of Ramona, and Lorte had done a lot of things in that matter, and although he had seen it in his eyes at the time, he had always believed in this honest and honest Lorte. Lorte's parents are both high-level mercenaries who work in the Green Corps, and he also grew up in the mercenary corps since he was a child, and he believes in his bond with the Green Corps. Leon didn't want to doubt Lorte, but now that seeing was believing, he couldn't sit still.

Leon could only see what was going on in Reims' office, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. He clasped his palms together, "Do it, my little mice!" Leon drove the rats that were hiding in the darkness and used their ears to eavesdrop, a simple but effective skill. He didn't dare to use this trick to eavesdrop on the conversation between Asama and Lance, because Asama is not only an old fox but also a powerful guy, and if Leon lets those rats get close, it is very likely that he will be discovered, but it will not play a role in the counterpart.

Leon didn't want to use his abilities to doubt his men, but now things are complicated.