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Kevin was teasing, but apparently he wasn't joking. He was well-dressed and conscious, obviously not in a state where he had just gotten out of bed, and it seemed that he had been waiting for Sain for a long time.

Sain didn't think he might be discovered, but he thought he would just need one sentence: "I'm out to breathe." "You can prevaricate the past. Taking a step back, he felt that Kevin wouldn't be serious with him, after all, they were so familiar.

But in today's scene, Sain instantly felt how ridiculous he was thinking about "going out to take a breath", and the excuse that Kevin thought of for him was more reasonable, from a certain point of view.

"We already knew it the moment you went out," Kevin continued, "and you were robbed less than ten steps out. This person's speed is almost incredible, and his strength is probably far superior to that of the dragon knight Van Mill, although he didn't see his face, but it can basically be judged that it is Bradley. After that we lost your tracks, where did you go?"

Sain was silent, his head bowed and hesitated.

"It's not that I'm stalking you or suspecting you," Kevin explained, "and in the afternoon, you said you had a stomachache and went out, and the parrot happened to see you wandering around. As soon as you left, Bradley disappeared in place, and now it seems...... You better say something, I don't want to think too much. ”

Sain sighed, knowing that he couldn't escape today: "Do you have to say it?"

Kevin looked a little dazed: "What can't you say? Are you really a?"

Sain was embarrassed, and when he said this, he fell silent again.

"It's normal for everyone to have a little secret," Kevin said again, "but I have to make sure that your secret doesn't hurt us." Now is the critical moment, Bradley is talking to you, and it is very likely that he will test us and divide us at the same time. He knows your father, and if you start from your father's side, then your father will press you or something, all of which can be expected. ”

"I'm not fooled so easily. Sain finally spoke.

Kevin smiled slightly: "To be honest, even I have been fooled. I don't dare to say this sentence, you ...... At least better than me. ”

"Well," Sain was helpless, and finally his teeth began to loosen, "you know...... Class struggle?"

Kevin was dazed for a while, and subconsciously thought he had heard the wrong word: "What did you say?"

"No, nothing. Sain was frightened and shrank back.

Stadt said, "I think I'm hearing the class struggle?"

Kevin observed Sain's expression and saw that he didn't refute, and it was clear that Starter was right. It's just that Kevin didn't understand for a while, why did he suddenly get involved in politics?

"I can assure you," Sain began patting his chest, "that we are all people who lived and died together, and I would never do anything unkind." ”

There was a moment of silence in the room, but Kevin still made a concession: "Forget it, let's talk about it when you want to talk to me." ”

Sain breathed a sigh of relief and headed back to his room. Seeing that Sain was gone, the little spoon came out of the shadows: "Do you want me to go to his room and observe secretly?"

Kevin was silent, seemingly hesitating. Stadt interface: "What Sain didn't dare to say, could it be related to Gray?"

"It's possible. Kevin nodded. Bradley has admitted in disguise that he was the mastermind behind the scenes, and the intersection between him and Kevin Sain and others seems to be this.

"He didn't dare to say, it was probably his father who wanted to kill us with the help of the bandits," Start was also the one who survived at that time, and this experience was particularly profound, "Now that he knows the truth, he doesn't know how to face us, or does he already know, what other reason?"

"I wonder what the class struggle has to do with us?" muttered Kevin. Sain's casual revelation must be the most important clue.

"I ask," said Stat, "what are your plans if Sain is really fooled?"

Kevin subconsciously looked at the little spoon: "Before coming here, there was a special order...... But if possible, I don't want to use it. ”

Little Spoon nodded, once someone in the team didn't listen to the order, Kevin could order Little Spoon to kill directly, and Bright, the president of the Membrane Law Guild at that time, also emphasized that including Sain. Now, is this a projection of factional struggle?

The night did not discuss any results, and then each went back to rest. Kevin decided to try Bradley directly tomorrow, but most likely nothing will be gained.

The next morning, everyone got up on time, still smiling at each other, when facing Sain, there was some mustard, but now everyone's disguise skills have increased a lot, and they won't show anything on the surface.

After breakfast, the group continued to merge with the military observer groups of other countries before heading to the competition venue again. In the morning, there will be a promotion match for the junior group, and in the afternoon, the duel between the fifth-order powerhouses will begin. In short, there was nothing to do with Kevin and the others in the morning, and to observe it was just to give them face.

However, on the way, Kevin took the initiative to find the old general Bradley this time: "The old general first came here, I don't know if he slept well?"

"Not good," Bradley replied, "and I have a terrible insomnia." ”

"Really, that's a coincidence, I've been suffering from insomnia lately. Kevin replied.

"Why can't you sleep at a young age?" Bradley replied casually.

"I've been thinking about some questions," Kevin said anxiously, "like...... Class struggle?"

Bradley's face was as usual: "The class struggle should have already ended for your country, right?"

"Really?" Kevin was curious, "Actually, I think a grassroots officer like me doesn't know a lot about high-level things, why don't you tell me about it?"

Bradley was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "For high-level matters, it's better to ask Sain." His father was a sword master, and he basically knew it. ”

Kevin could only laugh dryly, and the topic seemed to be unable to continue, so he had to give up. On the other hand, Sain stepped aside and whispered to Little Spoon, "When there is no one for a while, I think I have something to talk to you alone." ”

Little Spoon was dazed, thinking to himself what he had to talk about with him? If this was usually a relationship between a man and a woman, but now this situation is obviously not the same. The little spoon could only agree first: "Okay, I'll go out and get something to eat later, and you'll come with me, right?"

Sain nodded.

After a few moments, everyone returned to their seats from yesterday, and the game continued as it had been yesterday, and of course, the boredom continued. Little Spoon immediately proposed: "I'll go find something to eat, and we'll get it at noon later." ”

Sain immediately chimed in, saying that he would go too.

Kevin was of course relieved to see the little spoon following, and motioned for them to go and come back quickly.

The two of them walked all the way to the woods, and the little spoon was quite serious, and had already begun to pick up the dead branches and pick up their mushrooms: "Say what you want, say it while you work." ”

Sain also crouched down, picking up a dead branch and asking, "Do you know about the class struggle?"

The little spoon stopped and looked at him, then stood up to look for the next mushroom. Sain hurriedly followed: "I mean, the two of us are different from everyone else. I thought about it for a long time and realized that both of our fathers were Juggernauts, and from a class perspective, we were not of the same class as them. ”

Little Spoon frowned: "I don't quite understand what you're talking about, in fact, I'm just a maid who burns a fire, and I don't understand politics." ”

"And what are your plans for the future?" Sain asked.

"Future?" Little Spoon looked up for a moment, blank, "I want to be a good assassin, but ...... It also depends on what my dad means. ”

"What if...... I mean, what are you going to do if your father wants you to kill Kevin?" Sain explained, a little nervous.

Little Spoon smiled back, "I'll force him into the barracks, because of some regulations of the assassins and the army, he can't assassinate." ”

Sain: "......"

"What the hell are you trying to ask?" Little Spoon suddenly became vigilant, "General Ode wants to kill Kevin?"

"No," Sain hastily denied, "I'm just figurative." ”

Little Spoon looked at him suspiciously: "You better tell the truth, everyone is an old friend, it's not good for you to beat around the bush like this." ”

Sain sighed: "Then I'll ask you another question, do you belong to the strong class or the weak class?"

"Of course it's the underdog," replied Little Spoon, "I'm so weak." ”

"But your father is strong," Sain explained, "and the relatives of the strong also belong to the strong class." ”

"But my father is also of the weak class," replied the little spoon, "he is a relative of the weak, and belongs to the weak class." ”

Sain: "......"

"I don't understand politics, but your thinking seems dangerous. The little spoon patted him.

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