The situation in the city of Lansana is very complicated.

At the level of ordinary people, the forces of the Rune military and the rebels from the Northern Continent resisted each other, and at the same time, the forces of many Northern Continent countries such as Tis and Fenerport were waiting for an opportunity; At the level of extraordinary power, the extraordinary people of the Rune military are undoubtedly the most mainstream forces, the Rose School and the Spirit Sect make various movements from time to time to show their existence, and there are some other unknown extraordinary people who fish in troubled waters, but from the perspective of ability, it must be related to several major churches in the Northern Continent and some forces that control extraordinary power.

Agnes relaxed, slumped her back on the padded backrest, and pressed the corner of her forehead.

The body of the "living corpse" did not make her feel any fatigue, but it came from the spirit, an uncontrollable boredom that had been with her all these days.

Perhaps she did possess a talent for conspiracy, but the dislike from the bottom of her heart and her actions contrary to established desires undoubtedly increased the mental burden.

These days she has succeeded in gaining a foothold in the city of Lanzana with these men, and has succeeded in obtaining a record of the actions of the Rose School over the years.

The temperance faction is weak, and these actions are almost exclusively those of the Indulgences, and Agnes hopes to find some clues in these actions.

In the past decade, the Indulgence faction has created a large number of blood sacrifices in various conflict zones and colonized areas of the Southern Continent, and has become more frequent in recent years, including the former town of Kangbo.

These events reminded her of the events that the Indulgers had created in Byam, the same strange traces of the curse, and the same hatred in people's hearts.

The Lusters must have had their own purpose in doing this, and Agnes was very suspicious that these had something to do with the baby-like Muppet who had appeared in Byam.

And these events are definitely not enough to achieve their goals, and there must be a series of things to follow, and the city of Lansana, where the rebels are in fierce conflict with the Kingdom of Rune, undoubtedly meets these conditions as well.

She did not join the Rose School, and it was difficult to get an unconcealed share from Mr. Chester.

But it doesn't matter, there are people in Lanzana who can do this, like Mr. Vincent, who he met in Byam and was a teammate for a while.

Mr. Chester did not inform Vincent of his current identity, and Agnes was not prepared to share his identity.

There are some drawbacks, such as the difficulty of gaining Vincent's trust.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Vincent is involved, then everything is very easy.

After all, as long as there is contact, it is difficult to hide what you know, whether it is the action taken or the desire born from the bottom of the heart, it can be a clue.

She just needs someone who can smoothly relay what she sees to the moderate, so that she can compare the difference between her own intelligence and theirs through the moderationists' response.

Now that she's done that, it's time to wait for everything to happen.

There was a smooth, clear knock on the door, and Agnes lowered her hand, sat up straight, and raised her head.

"Please come in." Agnes gathered herself before she spoke.

"Chief," a voice belonging to Vincent came from outside the door, "here they are. ”

Those children were seriously injured in the attack yesterday and did not wake up until today.

Their leader, after figuring out the situation, offered to see her.

Agnes had already intended to do so, so she agreed to his request.

But listening to the footsteps outside the door, it is clear that there are two children.

Agnes raised an eyebrow with interest and looked at the two teenagers who were following Vincent.

The two teenagers were slightly uneasy at Agnes' gaze, but they managed to act very calmly.

They were all about thirteen or fourteen years old, their bodies were thin and weak due to long-term hunger, their tattered clothes had been changed, and the stains on their faces and bodies had been cleaned, and they looked much neater. One looked a little gloomy and expressionless, and the other had the perseverance and seriousness of a scholar.

Agnes' mouth curled and quickly pressed, and her mouth broke the silence.

"I heard you want to see me?"

She asked, with a hint of a smile.

The serious-looking teenager nodded, took a step forward, and bowed to Agnes.

"Hello sir, thank you for your shot yesterday."

The gloomy young man on the side didn't make any moves, but just glanced at the serious boy with some disgust, and the serious boy seemed to have been reminded of something, and asked straight to Agnes:

"What do you want us to do?"

With her hands folded under her chin and a palpable look in her eyes, Agnes glanced at the gloomy boy and asked the serious boy:

"What do you think I want you to do, Bielsa?"

The serious teenager Bielsa was obviously stunned for a moment, with a little nervousness.

"I ...... I don't know," he said hesitantly, "but we may not be able to achieve it." ”

It was clear that this serious teenager had not mastered the skills of negotiation.

Agnes sighed almost inaudibly at the sight of the gloomy boy, and pulled Bielsa behind her.

The gloomy boy looked straight into Agnes' eyes.

"Since you will save us, it means that we who are alive are more valuable to you." He said in the affirmative.

"You won't immediately let us do tasks beyond our capabilities, and it would be a loss for you to send us to death."

Agnes raised an eyebrow, noncommittal.

"Killing, stealing...... Fraud, intelligence ......"

He stared into Agnes' eyes, his tone unwavering, and he read word by word.

"Listening to intelligence is listening to intelligence."

He seemed to see something in Agnes' eyes, and stopped simply chanting the words, and repeated.

"Your value doesn't stop there," Agnes folded her hands again under her chin, "like using your appearance to ask you to assassinate someone." ”

She tilted her head slightly, looked at Bielsa, who was a little annoyed, and said to the gloomy boy: "As far as I know, Bielsa is very talented, isn't he?" A lot of the time you escaped by his force, didn't you? ”

"And it just so happens that as compensation for Bielsa joining us, we can help you survive in Lansana City."

The gloomy boy suddenly tensed, but Bielsa seemed relieved.

"......No," the gloomy boy spoke, but was interrupted by Belsala.

"If your purpose is just my words, then no problem." Bielsa looked up at Agnes.

Agnes glanced at the gloomy young man's face that suddenly became gloomy, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Forget it," she said, looking down at Bielsa, with a slight hint of amusement in her tone, "your companion can't bear you." ”

She waved her hand before Bielsa spoke.

"We'll help you survive in Lansana," she said, curling a smile on her face and becoming serious, "and in exchange, you'll need to gather information for us." ”

"So, who is the intelligence gathered?"

Bielsa nodded earnestly, and the gloomy teenager on the side asked.

Agnes looked the gloomy boy up and down, one hand raised and pressed her temple.

"I remember, your name is ......"

"Nathaniel, Nathaniel Melville."

The gloomy boy replied aloud.