Under the night sky, Clear Sky stood on the roof of a building, his green eyes overlooking the six secret services of the Secret Intelligence Bureau. The kestrel stood next to her, dressed in sandpaper gear, her red hair fluttering and waving.

As a car slowly drove out of the back door of Agent 6, Kestrel said, "Miss Sunny Sky, the sandpaper is in that car, and the Governor should be there." ”

Clear Sky watched the car drive into the road and sped away from it, and said to the kestrels, "Let's follow." ”

"Yes, Miss Weatherlight."

Clear Sky jumped from the stairs, and used a spell in the air to summon a reverse air flow to unload, and landed lightly on the ground. She walked to the edge of the road, and a red steam motorcycle appeared in front of her.

When the sky was clear, the kestrel landed on the back seat.

The steam scooter is started on a clear sky, and the engine that has been modified for noise reduction makes a low sound. White steam erupts from the tail exhaust pipe, and the rear wheels rotate at high speed to rub against the ground, and then push the body to eject.

The dual positioning of Luke and Sandpaper allows the clear sky to track out of sight of the broken wood.

At the same time, Luke also gradually analyzed the space safe house that Broken Wood was going to take to according to the car's driving route. Clearsky with the information at the same time drove the steam motorcycle to another road, then drove at full speed to overtake Luke's car in the next street.

Arriving at an intersection, the clear sky stops in a hidden position around the corner, turns off the engine and waits quietly.

After a while, the sound of the car sounded from the other side of the corner, getting closer and closer. The headlights illuminate the side of the road, and the car suddenly pushes into the intersection, and the moment it crosses the center line of the intersection, the body is flattened in the space distortion and then disappears in place.

In an instant, the steam scooter started and flew forward, and then drifted sideways into the route that the car had just entered. The speed of the steam motorcycle exploded again, and it rushed at full speed against the spatial fluctuations that had not yet dissipated.

Rushing to the center line, the steam and the carrying Clear Sky and Kestrel squashed in the space warp and then vanished......

Luke knew that the clear sky had entered the spatial passage smoothly, so he turned his attention back to his side.

Outside the car, the streets and buildings are in a strange state of separation, and the style of the buildings changes as the cars move backwards and forwards.

When the car stopped, it was lined with stone houses from the early days of the empire floating in mirror space, with only one path leading to an intact ancient castle. The decaying fence and the bleak stone castle make people think of some horror dramas.

This is the Brotherhood of Blades' few remaining safe houses in the city of St. Lun.

The location and access to these safe houses is known only to the leaders of each generation of the Imperial Capital's Assassin Huts, and can only be activated in case of emergency.

High-level stabbing blades like fast legs and broken wood should not have even heard of it.

At this time, the city of St. Lun was in the dark of night, and the sky here was also a starry sky like a broken mirror. The iron gates of the castle were open, and one of them broke and fell to the ground. The safe house, which has not been repaired for a long time, smells of decay everywhere.

But this majestic castle built in a carved space shows how powerful the Brotherhood of Blades used to be at that time.

Broken Wood led Luke and his party through the iron gate to the main entrance of the castle, and as the iron door creaked open, rows of torches lit on the walls of the main hall.

In the middle of the empty main hall was a long table, and Samr sat alone at the other end of the table. Behind Samr stood a knight wearing an ancient full-body armor, but the armor had lost its original luster, and it was all vicissitudes.

It was the puppet knight guarding the safe house.

There are many more of these puppet knights along the walls on either side of the main hall, but it is doubtful that many of them will be able to operate without maintenance.

Luke, entering the hall, strode forward, walked quickly to the long table, and opened a chair for Lukla after doing a check.

Luke sat down, sandpaper floating behind him, her head spreading out as much as she could.

"Lord Samur, this is the Acting Governor of Angry Waves City, a member of the Upper Council of Angry Waves City, the Chief Inspector of the Secret Intelligence Bureau of Angry Waves City, the Director of the Sixth Special Service of the Imperial Secret Intelligence Bureau, the Imperial Lord, and the Royal Glory Knight Meteorite. ”

Broken Wood, who came behind Samr, wanted to introduce him, but Samr stopped him and said, "In front of the many titles of the Governor of Meteorite, my so-called titles are as ridiculous as clowns.

I am Samr, Hello Governor! ”

Samr sat still, with honorifics but without any respectful gesture.

Luke was not as knowledgeable as him, and said, "I mourn the stabbers who died at the hands of the Abyss Temple. Although we are now in a hostile position, their glory should be that they died in the confrontation with the Secret Intelligence Bureau, and were ambushed and killed by people from their own camp...... What a shame! ”

Luke's words are nothing short of revealing Samel's scars.

Although he also participated in that operation, after all, the people who died were all his subordinates, and the combat power that the stabbing blade could rely on in the city of Shenglun was lost in an instant. However, it was the decision of the Celtic Grand Duke and the current ruling of the Brotherhood of Blades that the Abyss Temple would completely replace the Thornblade in the imperial capital.

For the past two days, the Abyss Temple has been forcing him to hand over the location of the safe house and how to enter it.

Facing the meteor, Samr said stiffly: "If you want to blame them, they are corrupted and have completely lost the spirit of the stabbing blade." Even Broken Wood, isn't it still in touch with your people?

They are infiltrated like a sieve, and they still refuse to carry out orders, what honor is there?

Governor Meteor, you shouldn't have come to me to mock me, tell me something as soon as possible! ”

"Good! Then get straight to the point. Luke no longer provoked Samr and explained his purpose for the meeting: "I know that you have signed a contract of soul betrayal with the demon Congreve Alston Tyrant Melville Aldridge.

He will lend you a part of his power to use, and in return it will be your soul. After you die, your soul belongs to the demonic tyrant, and what you do with it all depends on his mood. I think the demonic tyrant will definitely take the heart and time to slowly cook your soul into a delicious dish......"

Luke's words sent a bruise on Samel's head, and his eyes widened, his pupils turning an evil demonic red.

"How do you know the tyrant's full name, and how do you know the soul contract I signed with him?"

Unable to control his power, Samr swelled from his body and pushed along the table towards Luke.

Sandpaper stretches out its right hand, emits waves, and pushes it backwards along the tabletop.

Two waves of energy collided in the middle, creating a flying air stream with a bang. Fortunately, the two energy waves were not strong and did not cause uncontrollable misjudgments.

Both sides are only in a fighting posture.

Samr promptly reined in his power and apologized: "I'm sorry that what you said was too impactful for me. ”

"Understandable!" Luke sat steadily, waited for the tension to subside, and then said, "As for your question...... All I can say is that I have a friend who knows the Demon Tyrant and happens to know about your signing of a soul pact with him. ”

"Do you think I'm going to believe it?"

Luke smiled, "How to explain it is my business, believe it or not is your business." ”

Samr looked at Luke, he knew that the governor must be hiding something from him, but he couldn't find out what was going on.

"Well, I believe in you. And then what, you say you can calm my soul.

What does that mean? ”

The meaning is simple. Bring the Demonic Tyrant and ask him to break the soul contract with you. That way, when you die, if no necromancer comes to you, your soul will rest in peace. ”

"Are you entertaining me?" Samel's eyes narrowed into slits, and there was a fierce glint in his eyes.

Luke meant as if calling the demonic tyrant over and inviting him to a meal would break the soul contract.

But Samr knew it wasn't possible.

The signing of this contract seemed to the demonic tyrant to be a big loss for him. Now that he has used the power he gave in vain, and he still wants to pay for it, if he can agree, he is not a demon, but a good angel.

For Samir, the words of the meteor were a fantasy, or a deception.

Luke said, "You think I'm risking so much to see you just to entertain you?"

Samel, you are valuable to me. In order to gain your allegiance, I can help you bring the Demon Tyrant over for a talk, and maybe he will give me this face. ”

The confidence shown by the meteorite made Samr doubt his judgment just now.

"Do you really have a way to get the Demon Tyrant to break the Soul Contract? This...... It's simply impossible. ”

"Then make a bet!" Luke said, "If I let the demonic tyrant break the soul contract with you, you will be loyal to me. If I can't, I'll go back the way I came, and promise not to divulge the safe house to anyone. ”

The meteor's words made Samr even less confident.

If the soul contract can really be broken, then the terrifying nightmare that has haunted him for so many years can be dissipated in one fell swoop. But the renegade Blade Brotherhood will be loyal to the Falling Star, so what is the difference between himself and those traitors?

Samr said: "Can the conditions be relaxed? I can provide you with some information. ”

Luke said in a firm tone, "No, there is no room for negotiation on the terms I have proposed.

Samir, I can tell you responsibly that all the nightmares you have have been given to you by demonic tyrants. He is there to torture you, not only when you are alive, but also when you die.

Only I can free you and calm your soul. ”

Samr didn't expect that Meteor even knew that he had nightmares, and he just said that he had friends who knew the Demon Tyrant, was it true?

Maybe he really knew the way to break the soul contract.

"I was raised by the Brotherhood of Blades, and without the Brotherhood of Blades I would have died long ago."

"As far as I know, the people who raised you are gone, right?" In order to get Samuel, Luke has learned a lot about his information: "And is the current Brotherhood still the Brotherhood you know?"

Samr, wake up!

Look at this safe house, how similar is the current Brotherhood of Blades to it? You are here because the other rooms are unusable, and the castle will soon collapse.

Regardless of whether the outcome of this war was an imperial victory or a Celtic Grand Duke victory, they would not allow the Brotherhood to continue to exist.

You are the last generation of blade-wielding fraternities, and you will never have any more. However, Raging Waves has a legacy of the Brotherhood of Blades and the Thornblade, and you can continue your historic mission under the Innovation Society. ”

Luke's words opened another passage for Samr who was stuck in a dead end.

There is a branch of the Brotherhood of Blades in Angry Waves, which is now being integrated into the new noble group of Innovations, under the arrangement of Viscount Iscoran. Those fraternity blades that served in the past naturally became the stabbing blades of the Innovation Society.

The Brotherhood to which he is now loyal is sandwiched between the Empire and the Celtic Grand Dukes. Internal problems and external pressures have decided that its collapse is not far off. But after all, the Brotherhood of Blades has such a large size and heritage, it will not disappear, it will only split into tools of different forces.

Sooner or later, I will have to face a choice of who to serve......

Samr suddenly understood the dead stabs, their faith had crumbled in their hearts, and they had just made a choice before they did.

"Okay!" Samuel finally decided: "You know me better than I do, and your persuasion of me makes it impossible for me to refute it.

Since you also have a legacy of the Brotherhood of Blades in your hands, I will have one less layer of psychological burden for you to serve.

As long as you break the soul contract with the demonic tyrant for me and calm my soul, I offer you my loyalty. Even if you can't, you can leave safely.

What do I need to do? ”

"You don't have to do anything, just sit there quietly." Luke turned to Broken Wood and said, "Go open the door, the guest I invited has been waiting outside for a long time." ”

Both Samr and Broken Wood were shocked.

This is a space-type safe house, and without special transportation and access methods, outsiders can't reach it at all.

How could someone be outside the door?

Broken wood immediately explained: "My lord, I didn't bring anyone else in!" ”

Samr didn't speak, he kept looking at Luke, and then waved his hand for Breakwood to open the door.

Broken Wood walked behind the iron door of the main hall of the castle, he couldn't figure out how someone could follow him in such a secret place.

Is the meteorite deceiving?

At this moment, there was a knock on the closed door.

Dangdangdang...... Very polite rhythm, echoing in the empty halls.

Broken Wood behind the door was startled by the sudden knock, and he quickly stabilized his mind before pulling the closed iron door open.

Then two ladies were seen standing outside.

One of them was an elf, and the light in the main hall shone on her body, and the oppressive beauty made people feel suffocated.

"Clear, Miss Sunny Sky!"

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