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"First of all, inform Your Excellency of the Sword of the Goddess of this information, and she will contact the Templar. Ince Zangwill, who carries '0-08', is not something that our 'Red Glove' can deal with. ”

"Secondly, follow this clue and hope to find out the current location of Ince Zangwill. If he has almost completely lost his reason and acts basically on instinct. ”

"Finally, from now on, always be aware of every coincidence that happens to you, and report it to me, no matter what the cause is!"

Before entering the port of Enmat, Sost said with a deep groan.

"Yes, Captain!" As the "Red Glove" team members responded in unison, Leonard remained silent, glanced sideways at Dalie Simone, and found that the self-proclaimed psychic "gatekeeper" also did not speak, and his eyes were dark.

At the same time, the slightly aged voice of Parles Zoroaster echoed in his mind:

"Hehe, it looks like I'm going to witness an interesting drama."

What does the old man mean? What is he implying for? We had just decided to investigate Ince Zangwill's purpose when "0-08" found out? Leonard retracted his gaze and suddenly had an idea:

If a person who is already dead secretly conducts a related investigation, can the perception of "0-08" be circumvented?

……

In the thick fog, Alfred, who had completely lost contact with his friendly team, kicked open the wooden door of a private house and hid in an empty room. The half-rotten planks hung in the air with a creaking sound, and people were disturbed to hear.

He is the leader of a squad and the target of the "Red of War", and they will inevitably be attacked by more than one Medium Hunter when they walk together. Hunters are able to strangely borrow the abilities of higher sequences, as long as there is a sequence 5 in the squad, it is equivalent to half the squad has the extraordinary ability of sequence 5, and the Rune soldiers who have been fighting all night cannot fight them.

At first, he still had the strength to fight, but the cunning hunters ran away with a few blows like knives, slowly wounding all the soldiers he was carrying, and then jumped out to deliver the fatal blow - if he wasn't in good shape, he wouldn't have escaped.

He and his only two soldiers hid vigilantly in corners where neither the windows nor the doors could be seen, and judging by the smell of the house, it belonged to the poor area of Behrens.

This is the downstream of the port, where garbage and waste are piled up, and it is impossible for soldiers to come here in peacetime.

"Praise the Goddess."

Alfred spoke hoarsely, the fire burning his throat, and the pain piercing his heart when he spoke and swallowed.

The other team member followed his example and pointed out the red moon on his chest, while the remaining one hit his chest hard with his fist and said sullenly:

"The storm is above."

They were silent for a while, silently mourning for their comrades who had just died in battle, and praying for themselves to return alive.

The planks still hung from the door frame, creaking and swaying in the wind. It shook so annoyingly that the cultists of the storm flew up and kicked the remaining half of the door panel off, revealing a scene of white mist flowing through the door.

On the entire battlefield, the sound of a door panel falling to the ground was not loud, but now the existence of the fog greatly weakened everyone's five senses and spiritual intuition, isolating the sound from a certain distance, and these crisp sounds made Alfred's eyelids jump and jump.

The Storm Cultist realized that something was wrong with his actions, and his companion elbowed him, and he quickly walked over to Alfred's side with his head down, making a gesture of confession.

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from the street outside, from far and near, and the ears of the three officers stood up at the same time.

Alfred gave the other two a look, and the three immediately went into a dark corner to hide, but the small house was only a few square meters in size, and it was crammed with three adult men.

After a few minutes, the footsteps stopped near the house, and then, in the direction of the window, someone asked in Rune:

"Excuse me, anyone?"

Rune was pronounced with a Didshire accent, and the voice sounded like a middle-aged man, perhaps someone who hadn't had time to enter the evacuation zone and shelter...... The three officers exchanged glances, and the followers of the Goddess of the Night shouted outside:

"Who are you? Raise your hands and stand by the window! ”

His words had an immediate effect, and the sound of footsteps began to shift from the corner directly outside the house to the place where there was a window. A Southern Continenter was the first to raise his hand and appeared on the edge of the window, and the officer who believed in the dark night looked at the brown skin, almost instinctively raised his gun, and pulled the trigger on the person with the appearance of the Southern Continent in succession.

But the gun in his hand unfortunately failed to fire, and not a single bullet was fired.

Then, the person who looked like a servant of the Southern Continent hugged his head, and a middle-aged man from the Northern Continent with gray temples and gray temples turned out from behind the Southern Continental, raised his hands to the position of his temples, and said in a mellow voice:

"I'm a Rune, and I brought Colonel Calvin's handwritten letter to deliver supplies to the Rune garrison in Behrens."

Hearing Calvin's name, the gun held high in the officer's hand shifted a few points downward, and still shouted in disbelief:

"Stand there and don't move, and have your servant bring the paperwork!"

The gray-sidedness man from the North Continent nodded, put his hand into his arms, took out an envelope with a fire paint stamp, and handed it to the servant.

The servant walked up with a cower, not daring to look directly at the officer with the gun, and lowered his head to loosen the letter.

"Go back, go back."

The officer drove the servants, staring at the two men, and Alfred reached over to take the letter, and he opened it with bated breath under the anxious eyes of his subordinates of the Storm of Faith, and carefully read the text on it, confirming the fire paint seal and the final signature and seal.

"Colonel Calvin indeed."

Alfred pointed to the autograph and message on another page and whispered, "The last time Behrens came with a letter, my family told me that there would indeed be a shipment of supplies. ”

He took the initiative to look at the middle-aged man standing outside and asked, "I've worked hard for you all the way, what's your name?" ”

The middle-aged man slowly lowered his hand and smiled, "Daune, Daun Dantès." ”

After confirming his identity, the officer of the Faith Storm hurriedly spoke, "You're from Rune, right?" How many things did you bring with you? Are there any letters? I'm an ...... from East Chestershire."

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and he looked at the surnames and signatures of the nobles on the letter, and said nothing.

"You're from Rune, why didn't you go to the shelter?" Alfred looked at Daun, who was generous and well-dressed.

"I've just arrived in Behrens."

Although the wind and dust are in the dust, Dawn still maintains his demeanor: "It's really dangerous here, my servant and I got lost, and when we heard the voice, we came boldly and came, fortunately there were a few officers. ”

"You've just arrived in Behrens?"

Alfred was stunned for a moment, his expression instantly became serious, a majestic aura emanated from his body, and the other two officers involuntarily looked away, and Dawn and his servants even took a few steps back, as if they didn't dare to look at him directly.

"Don't lie! The rest of the entrances to Behrens have been blocked, where did you get in from? ”

The power of the law fell on others like a whip, and Dawn pressed one hand to his temple, and said with a somewhat painful expression:

"I'm coming in from the east...... There's a loophole there......"

The eyes of the three officers widened at the same time, and they looked at each other in disbelief, and Alfred's tone became imperceptibly urgent:

"Is there no one stationed in the east? How did your goods come in? ”

Daun frowned, struggling to organize the language:

"There are only a few militia ...... in the east"

"My shipment arrived early...... The top brass of the enemy came to me and said......"

Dawn fell silent before speaking slowly, "...... Some of Rune's nobles were willing to ransom their captives for ransom......"

He also ...... Willing to cooperate ......"

Aristocrat.

The two officers looked at Alfred at the same time, their eyes containing too much emotion. The latter, after a momentary stretch, frowned again, wavering in the choice of honor, dignity, and life.

"So the east side was deliberately left for us, wasn't it?"

After Alfred stopped using his extraordinary ability, the believers of the storm immediately hurriedly spoke: "This is not surrender, it is a heroic resistance to the end and unfortunately captured, Alfred, we should go back to the headquarters, others will need this information, don't you want to go back?" You haven't been back for almost a year, isn't your family still waiting for you at home? ”

Obviously, this back road is only for the children of the nobility, but he said "we". His tone was rather urgent, but his eyes were fixed on Alfred, who wanted to spread the message as far as possible rather than just the children of the nobles being saved.

Even if this would cause chaos, as long as those who wanted to escape could rush to the east and break up the militia ranks, they might have a better chance of surviving, even if they didn't...... But what if?

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Alfred didn't speak, and the cultists of the night whispered at him, but his fingers kept scratching at the hem of his clothes, revealing the struggling emotions in his heart.

“……”

It was a full minute before Alfred ended his silence and struggle, and he looked solemnly at his two subordinates:

"You can't tell anyone about it."

Then, he looked at the middle-aged man from the Northern Continent who had been silent and quietly observing them beside him, and waved his hand:

"Where are the things you brought stored? Take us there. ”

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"Sir, this is it."

Crane led them to a locked warehouse, which had some dust on it and seemed to have been locked for some time. In order to prove what he said, he took the initiative to take out the matching big key from his pocket and asked the secret puppet Enyuni to open the big lock.

The storehouse was discovered by Crane's good fortune, and when he arrived, the door of the warehouse was open and empty, and the old caretaker died in his dwelling, bullets piercing the thin planks.

Crane retrieved the key and lock from his quarters, opened the door and carried all the belongings, and then found a random corpse that could be found everywhere and fed it to the "wriggling hunger".

The ground was shaking, there was the rumbling of artillery nearby, and the warehouse was shaken to some dust from time to time. Blonde, blue-eyed and Audrey-looking, Alfred motioned to two of his subordinates, one staring at Crane and his secret couple, and the other walking ahead and entering the warehouse. Seeing several huge boxes neatly arranged inside, the officer who walked in front checked it for a while, and then made a "safe" action.

"My name is Alfred Hall."

The blonde officer then turned to Crane with anticipation in his calm tone, "Is there anything for me?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Hall."

Crane nodded, and said to Enyuni, "Box 3." ”

Then, he controlled the puppet to nod and bow to himself, then walked over to chest three, which was tightly wrapped in linen, and opened the side cover.

Alfred walked over with a little quicker, and instead of looking at the new clothes, money, and household items, he eagerly opened one of the small boxes, and saw that there was a pen, a bottle of ink, and several envelopes with the crest of the Hall family on it.

With a smile on his face, he took out the letters with excitement and couldn't wait to get started

The other two looked at him with great greed.

At this moment, Crane suddenly felt his spiritual movement slightly, and the sound of prayer appeared in his ears, and he took the initiative to speak: "Sorry, sir, I may need to leave for a while. ”

"Okay, there you go."

Alfred spoke, he took a badge from his body, handed it to Enyuni beside him, and asked for the list in Crane's hand:

"I'll take these items and deliver them to the one who should be delivered, take my badge and go to the sanctuary with your servant."

Is this unwilling to let me go to the command and disturb people with the news that "I can leave from the east...... But that's exactly what I want. Although he was relieved, Crane still had to make a somewhat reluctant silent appearance, and he couldn't directly sell favors to the children of the nobles, which was undoubtedly a huge loss for a rich man who came for this, and he had no choice but to leave after standing for a long time.

After walking far away, Crane flashed into a house, turned on his vision and played his harmonica, and it wasn't long before he saw Miss Courier walk out of the void and deliver a letter.

"Leonard's ......"

Crane stretched out his hand to take it, and asked Renette Tinicole, "I recently wanted to go to Calderon for an expedition, and I have obtained its spiritual coordinates, I wonder if I can hire you?" ”

The four blonde red-eyed heads of the messenger opened their mouths in turn:

"No......"

"I ......"

"Can't ......"

"Enter."

Inaccessible...... Is this the restriction of Calderón on the higher creatures of the spirit realm? The specific reason has to be asked "red light" to know. However, how did Miss Courier know that there was such a restriction, she had been there?...... Or is that what her spiritual instincts tell her? As thoughts swirled, Crane exhaled slowly, silently.

"I see, thanks for informing me."

Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Renette Tinicol turned and went back to the spirit realm. This led him to confirm Leonard. Mitchell had paid the postage, so he pulled his other hand out of his coat pocket and unfolded the letter:

"Ince Zangwill, suspected to have been polluted by the 'Demon' pathway, may have appeared near the port of Emmatt in the Kingdom of Rune......"

Ince Zangwill...... Crane chewed on the name and slowly leaned against the wall.

In the letter, Leonard asked him to do some research to confirm whether it was Ince Zangwill.

"But the problem is that last time I mentioned that '0-08' has a characteristic similar to 'everything that is said must be known', knowing it, it is also known by it at the same time, and it is good at arranging coincidences, so that people follow its baton unconsciously...... In this case, it is difficult to open an investigation into Ince Zangwill without being detected by '0-08', which not only has no chance of success, but also easily exposes himself...... What's more, the 'demon' has an anti-divination trait, and if he is already tainted, he may also acquire this trait......" Crane thought as he sat down in a chair, and the puppet walked behind him and pressed his shoulder.

He read Leonard Mitchell's letter from the beginning again, hoping to find more clues and possible entry points for investigation in those few words. But just as he had no clue, a new prayer suddenly echoed in his ears.

In the spirit of trying it out, Crane boarded the Source Fort and looked up to see that the new prayer came from the "Hermit", while the previous one was the "Hanging Man", and the extraordinary item made with the extraordinary properties of Shattas had been obtained and was ready to be sacrificed.

Crane looks at the Hermit, and in the prayer frame, Gardelia is half-kneeling on the thick carpet of the familiar captain's quarters, her eyes closed.

"Dear Mr. 'Fool', please tell Mr. 'World' on your behalf that I have obtained the 'Sun God Bird' and the 'Divine Radiance Stone', and I can trade with the blood of mythical creatures at any time......"

What's going on...... Crane nodded, and was about to respond, when he heard Gardelia give a second report:

"The 'Immortal King' Agaritu seems to have been unusually attracted and is approaching in the direction of the port of Enmat. The reason for this is unknown, but his path is a 'criminal', which may pose some danger to the local area......"

Convict......

Crane's eyes shrank, and the "criminal" was the "demon"! The "Immortal King" of the Demon Path was attracted to Enmat Harbor, and if this was the Extraordinary Characteristic Convergence Principle at work, it meant that there was at least one mid-to-high-order thing related to demons in Enmat Harbor!

"Could it really be Ince Zangwill......"

The two pieces of news came so coincidentally that Crane committed a "0-08 PTSD" almost immediately.

"Or, is this the beginning of the instinct of the 0-08 Write Dead Holder?"

Crane thought quickly, and almost decided to leave for Enmat Harbor to investigate.

- But it's too early, it's too early, he's only Sequence 5 now, and before he has the ability to kill the demigods, Ince Zangwill appears!

However, it is also a good opportunity...... Even if it's not a hands-on one...... Crane was touched by his own powerlessness, but he quickly came out of it, and immediately answered the prayer of Mr. "The Hanged Man" as a fool to complete the sacrifice of "The Word of the Sea".

tbc

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