An untouchable, formless thought struck at lightning speed through the extravagant crowd of Cambeth and into a private courtyard laden with calamus, and then pierced the pond of goldfish into a building, a room, and finally a swishing fire. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the wall of this room hangs a distinctive wall hanging, which in some ways resembles an enlarged version of a token, with a main motif of a dagger soaked in venom and a snake-like twisted blade, while strips of cloth wrapped around the handle of the dagger stretch out in all directions to form the border of the wall hanging. Therefore, this building belongs to the Quenched Dagger, and this room is the Sanctuary of the Quenched Dagger.

"You look a lot older......"

The smoke from the fire entangled in dragon-like features, and now, the face whispered as if from the abyss under the stunned gaze of a mage.

"But still, as in the past, greedily grabbing at what you get your hands like a miser, whoever wants to reach out to your things, even if it's your old friend, you can be ruthless. ”

"Shut up! You fooled Deed, and made him obsessed with the abilities he gained after becoming a magic dragon!But what was the result? He died because he couldn't withstand the erosion of power!"

"Everything that has power carries some kind of risk, but more likely is to gain power over the world. Think about it, how many regrets and dissatisfactions there are in this world, I think you are high enough to see the evils of the world, and as long as you have power, you can reforge it according to your own will. Didn't you yearn for a power that didn't belong to mortals, so what's wrong with others wanting this power?"

"Don't try to bewitch me, demon! This power will only bring the whole world out of order, and those who try to use it for their own selfish purposes deserve to die. ”

"It's terrible, it seems like we have a completely different philosophy. There's no denying that your preference for order is a manifestation of wisdom. Sadly, all I believe is power! Can you stop me, my friend, and to this day, you have not gotten rid of my communicator, the elf, who is now trying to leave d'Estaing, and I believe that it won't be long before he will spread my secrets everywhere, and by that time you will no longer be able to prevent others from gaining the power they deserve!"

The demon on the fire suddenly let out a loud laugh, and when the laughter was over, the smoke returned to normal smoke again.

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The assassination of Laureate, the governor of d'Estaing, revealed that he was an unusually failed politician, and that his funeral was deserted, and all his subordinates who had been brought up by his hands were thrown into the battle to divide the future power of d'Estain before his body was cold. The Guards also showed great interest in the governorship, and although they were directly controlled by the elite of Cambeth, they did not mind taking advantage of the opportunity to secure a seat for their political partners and thus for their own greater welfare in d'Estaing. It seemed like a protracted battle between Lauried's old men and the political rookies backed by the Guard, but in reality, it took almost a single eye meeting for these politicians to decide on the decisive method – whoever tackles the great evil first will gain power. It was a simple, no-nonsense, best-of-three match, in which the two players were as determined that Akachi was still hiding in a corner of d'Estaing.

Now, the three routes out of the city are controlled by the guards, and they need to go out of the city to do business? No problem! The guards will not embarrass women and children, but men? Please stay in the city and wait for the inspection, the case of the governor will not delay you for too long, only a month will be enough to overcome. At the same time, the general order of the great evil deeds is also hung with a very considerable capitation fee, this kind of money to buy lives, hire murderers, at first glance, is the action that Laurid's old subordinates will take, and at this moment, the prey of the two sides is standing on the second floor of an inconspicuous private house, silently looking at his birthplace, Desstaing, a city that once belonged to the elves but is no longer owned by the elves.

For now, Arkachi was still unsure if he was really going to leave for the so-called Eternal Spring City, Elada, and although D'Estain was like an eggshell of a bird in captivity, and though the city had infused him with almost nothing but black and red filth, it was not a complete world. And he is a little timid to break this eggshell, he is timid to replace the boundless sky in the place of the world, which is filthy but touchable to him.

Akachi smiled self-deprecatingly, he knew he was very sick, and he knew that he was wavering, because of Luthman's panic, because of Egger's silence, because of Ora's busyness, and because of Ekko's insistence. What Akachi didn't know was that a bird, perhaps a white sparrow, was about to burst out of its shell, and now it was just about to take its last peck.

The scenery outside the window was darkened by the light rain, and the beech trees with drooping leaves, empty clotheslines and rare pedestrians gave the alley in front of Egger's house a decadent scene. Because of the seeming eternal emptiness of the scene in front of him, Akachi immediately noticed him when a cloaked figure walked straight towards Egger's house. It was Ekor who came, and he was welcomed into the room by Lusman with the clammy smell of a cloak and a particularly gloomy face.

"I saw Alex. ”

Standing in the foyer, Ekor took off her cloak and said in a low voice, "He didn't mean to help us, and he flatly denied anything to do with Misha's arrest, but I didn't mention it to him at all." ”

A room full of people waiting for Ekko's return showed various expressions of disappointment, suspicion, and other expressions because of Alex's ruthless performance and eager rhetoric, and Lusman even whispered, "Is he still a homophonic connector?"

In addition, he suggested ......"

Echo's suggestion came to an abrupt end as it involved Akachi, who was pacing downstairs to the living room with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"He's suggesting you hand me over, right? ”

Akachi interjected sharply, and his gaze swept across the faces of the crowd.

At this moment, Lusman's face was numb, Iger seemed reluctant to lift his bird's nest head, but he did roll his eyes, and Ola, Akachi sighed slightly in his heart, the girl looked at him with constant vigilance, which reminded him of an interesting admonition: evil never rests, and justice is always vigilant. However, when he saw Ekko's expression, Akachi secretly laughed again, did this fellow elf who had been trying to redeem him finally be crushed by frustration?

In Akachi's eyes, Ekko's face was like a brazier doused with ice water, but then Akachi was keenly aware that Ekko's bleak expression was not only composed of exhaustion and worry, but also a complex emotion that he was all too familiar with, a feeling that contained negative factors such as doubt and foreboding, and the cause of which often involved betrayal.

This familiar discovery made Akachi frown involuntarily, and he asked, "Ekko, you don't look right, could it be that guy named Alex is doing something superfluous, like stalking you?"

"What's going on?" Akachi's random guess made Iger jump, and the question finally came in exchange for a deep sigh from Ica, who replied in a dark tone that seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, "Soon after leaving Alex's side, I felt a tail following me, and I can't say that it must have something to do with Alex, after all, it's hard to verify the whole thing now." ”

"Where did you flick your tail?" asked Lusman.

"It's not far from here, and that's what I'm worried about, if these trackers and guards are involved, the search for the whole city of Destin will undoubtedly be greatly narrowed, and then we will be in trouble whether we continue to hide here or move to other parts of the city immediately. ”