Two months later, when the early winter snowflakes fell from the sky, the envoy from afar finally stepped into the land of Tamba after passing through Kyoto Customs.

Holding the symbol of the Roman lineage, the hurried commissioner was able to make his way into the now increasingly guarded campus, and to the office floor of the main building, where he met the young man with a kind smile on his face.

"I want to see the teacher......"

The cabin in the woods flipped through the papers in his hand and looked at them again and again, full of curiosity: "Romans?"

"Yes, that's right. ”

The commissioner behind the desk did not have the slightest embarrassment when encountering difficulties, and replied calmly: "It's just that there is a notice to convey on my behalf, and my identity can be guaranteed by the Mercury agency under the command of the Roman Royal Palace, and you can verify it on the spot." ”

The cabin shook his head, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm sorry, but I have to see him in person. ”

The commissioner lifted the box in his hand and showed the chains attached to his wrists and boxes: "The things in it are also things to be handed over to him." ”

“...... To be honest, I'm sure you're not some kind of miscellaneous fish or something like that. The cabin in the forest scratched his face and said bluntly: "But your institution has a bad reputation, you know what I mean, right?"

The commissioner bowed calmly: "So I can understand your caution." ”

To put it simply, although the Hall of the Kings is the center and core of the Roman lineage, it is extremely high-sounding, but that suffix is different.

- Mercury Agency.

Named after the traveler of the twelve main gods of Rome, it appears to be a messenger department, but in fact, except for the postal system, other tasks are fundamentally different from ordinary courier agencies.

This is a secret service.

It's notorious.

Bribery, abduction, extortion, assassination, and even terrorist attacks when necessary.

In the long struggle with the Eagle Eye Bureau of the Russian Federation, I don't know how many things have been done that have no bottom line.

Let such a person go to see Huaishi.

Seriously, a little dirty for his eyes......

"Don't worry. The commissioner assured: "I understand that Mr. Huai Shi is not in a good state to see customers, but due to the limitations of his duties, he has to come to the door to disturb him.

I can assure you that I will not do anything that is harmful to Mr. Huaishi's personal safety. ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the expression of the forest hut suddenly became subtle.

It's like looking at a fool.

He looked at the man in front of him, at the calluses washed away by the potion on his fingers, the murderous weapons buried in his bones, and even the emaciated body full of explosive power, and the scars on his arms from a hundred battles.

This is indeed an out-and-out master, even among the third order, it is a chilling formidable enemy.

Merely......

“...... Just you?"

The cabin shook its head and laughed, "I'm not worried about that. ”

The commissioner frowned suspiciously, feeling contempt, but he didn't care, and he didn't take it to heart, just waiting for his answer.

"This ......" the cabin in the forest wanted to call him, but after thinking about it for a long time, he found that he had not said his name in the introduction.

"Marcus. The commissioner prompted.

"Well, this Mr. Marcus, you have the certificate of the Dharma King's Hall, and I have verified your identity, you are here on behalf of Rome, and our Tambo campus is not a place that does not know how to be polite, so you should be warmly entertained, and the teacher will not be arrogant enough to turn away the messenger of the Dharma King's Hall. ”

The cabin in the forest thought for a moment and explained seriously: "But the point is, he has been very busy lately, and I don't know if he has time to take care of other things. ”

With that, the cabin in the woods got up, took off his coat from the hanger, picked up the car keys, and beckoned to him: "You will understand when you go to see it, please come with me." ”

Puzzled, the commissioner got up and followed.

Soon, a car pulled out of the garage, swept past the busy construction sites on both sides, passed through the city that was gradually becoming congested, and even saw the legendary foundry research center that grew like a living metal in the distance.

And just like that, all the way outward.

In the co-pilot, Marcus was expressionless.

It's just that the body is gradually tensing.

"Relax, if we have any bad thoughts, there is no need to take you so far......," the cabin in the forest seemed to know what he was thinking, "Did you see the two people drinking tea in the gatehouse of the campus? The older one is called Amada, you may not have heard of it, and the other person who played chess with him is called Komagawa." ”

Marcus was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Which Komagawa?"

"The one you've heard of, who worked as a thug for the general, was sent to Tamba by the Sword Master after being laid off and re-employed. ”

The cabin in the woods explained, "This is Tamba, and we are not interested in your entanglements outside, nor have we been reduced to the level of doing something to the guests, although at ease. ”

Marcus didn't speak.

The cabin in the woods glanced at him, but did not answer any further.

In the silence, Marcus heard the sound of the rising tide in the distance, the cool sea breeze blowing in the falling car window, and the blue sea in the distance showed a glimmer in the afternoon sun.

There was a distant sound in the wind.

It seems to be the gentle sound of a cello, long and deep. The solemn sound of drums is embedded in it, forming a vast sound that spreads in all directions.

It seems that the sound of the tide is also responding to the rhythm of the melody and blending into it.

In the end, it turns into a complex and solemn symphony.

"The Ninth Symphony?"

Marcus raised his hand, took off the flat mirror in front of him, and couldn't help but look out the window.

When I recalled the information of the king of Tamba, it suddenly dawned on me - if you don't have such a pursuit of art, how can you be called a calamity musician?

In comparison, it is not worth the trouble to build a concert hall by the sea in order to satisfy your own preferences.

He had seen more things of poverty and luxury, and compared with those things, this pure love from his heart became more and more admirable.

However, when they turned the hill, they did not see the expected large and solemn concert hall, and there was not even any sign of construction.

There isn't a whole orchestra playing here.

There was just a bare beach and a small pier that stretched out into the sea.

From a long distance, they could see the back of the man sitting at the end of the pier, and a fishing rod that he had thrown into the depths of the sea.

The vast ocean is connected to people by this thread.

Thus, a mighty and magnificent symphony sprouted from the sea.

The surging tide swept in front of him, like a vague waveform map, revealing the terrifying power surging in the undercurrent below.

Under the interference of a wisp of fishing line, the surging tide was randomly plucked by the invisible palm, colliding with each other, bursting into a roar, and faintly turning into an earth-shattering loud sound.

The sea seemed to hiss, angry from the melody, roaring, singing, singing.

Endless elevation, towards the highest level of melody guidance.

disappeared so silently, and returned to the sea again.

Eventually, the waves dissipated in an instant, replaced by a mirror-like surface of the water.

Reflecting the sky and the tides in the distance.

Only the lingering sound slowly dissipated.

Everything was like a miracle, but there was no essentia fluctuation in it, as if the scene of everything was just a coincidence of chance.

And by some point, Marcus was already sweating.

He finally understood why the cabin in the woods looked the way he looked when he made his promise......

He didn't need to keep Huai Shi safe.

In front of that person, he couldn't even guarantee his own safety.

"He already knew we were coming. ”

The sedan stopped at the end of the road, and the cabin in the woods said, "It seems that you are lucky, the other day he was too lazy to see people outside, and he did not want to be disturbed." ”

The boy raised his hand and pointed at the figure, "Whatever you're here for, you can go and tell him, Mr. Marcus, but please be quick." ”

"Is there a time limit?" asked Marcus.

"No ......"

In the short silence, the young man who seemed to grasp the situation from beginning to end suddenly showed a strange expression, and couldn't help but sigh: "If it's too late, I won't be able to catch dinner, and I will be miserable." ”

Marcus was stunned for a moment, not understanding what kind of dinner could make such a young man worry, but he didn't intend to waste time.

Pushing the car door, he walked straight to the distant back.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the pain of struggling...... It's like the vast ocean in front of you coming towards you.

There is a terrifying force in the calm that can turn everything upside down.

He was approaching a burning volcano.

But suddenly, all of this was gone, and the dead calm sea suddenly returned to turbulence, and the surging water rushed against the beaches and reefs with a loud noise.

And the rod had been pulled out of the sea, and above the hook, it was empty.

On the dock, the man in the sunhat turned his head to look at him, took off the sunglasses on his face, and was full of curiosity.

"Are you here to collect fishing fees?"

Marcus was stunned for a moment, and then saw him laugh and waved his hand: "Just kidding, hello, I'm Huaishi, what do you call it?"

There was no condescending question, and after shouldering the fishing rod, the young man who was too old took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand.

Marcus didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Hello, I'm Marcus......" In a stunned state, upholding professionalism, Marcus explained his identity: "The Roman Law King's Hall, an agent of the Mercury Agency." ”

He shook Huai Shi's hand, cautiously, and let go as soon as he touched it.

"The Dharma King's Hall doesn't seem to have anything to do with me?"

Huai Shi was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Actually, I was commissioned by the Rome Space Agency to personally forward this item to you—"

Marcus raised his hand, untied the shackles in his hand, and presented the box in his hand to the man in front of him: "I will wait for your reply." ”

The box is not big or heavy, and it is the weight of a women's bag.

Huai Shi held it in his hand and didn't feel any danger, but when he looked carefully, he found that this box didn't open for himself.

He wanted to ask a question, but Marcus had already turned and stood in the distance, calmly waiting for Huaishi to call him forward again.

Huai Shi tilted her head, picked up the box in her hand, sat back on the chair, looked back and forth, and found that the box seemed to be a pure piece of iron, without any unsealing and lockholes.

Even with his perception, he couldn't find any place to weld, and all the metal crystals were arranged smoothly, without any cracks.

There seems to be some kind of alchemy matrix inside, which maintains the safety of items.

If it is violently dismantled, it will destroy the contents inside.

Huai Shi raised an eyebrow.

A problem that you have to send to your own hands?

What kind of plane is this from the Roman pedigree?