Well, sit. ”

Han Baiyi said casually, and while flipping through the summary of mutation inducer drugs that Borch sorted out for him.

It's as if he's the master here.

For the current Han Baiyi, the most important thing is neither to find a way to restrain demonization, nor to explore the so-called mysteries of this world, but to solve the weak state in his body.

Mutation inducers are a good place to start.

Unlike ordinary drugs, mutation inducers themselves are biological tissues that contain 'special energy'.

According to Borchi's summary, like the griffin legs, what can make Han Baiyi feel full is the 'special energy' contained in these biological tissues.

Because it was related to Han Baiyi's survival in this world, he began to memorize it as soon as he received this summary from Borchi.

"Sir, I have prepared all the things and the house you want."

"How are you going to proceed?"

Enshir didn't mind Han Baiyi's posture, and slowly sat down on the sofa opposite him, but he didn't dare to lean on the back of the sofa as usual, and straightened up.

After the events of yesterday, it became clear to him that the god who walked on the earth was completely different from what he had thought—he seemed to be more inclined to speak in a clear and decisive way, and especially to be polite and deviant.

"That's it."

Han Baiyi closed the summary and smiled gently.

"In this world, I also need to rely on the power of the Empire."

"That is, your power."

Margarita, who arrived on the side, was still in a daze, standing behind Enhil in a daze, not knowing who the young man in front of her was.

It's just, a little familiar?

Borch, who was standing upright behind Han Baiyi's sofa, immediately used his sharp eyes to force Zanhill with a sharp look after seeing the smile on his own gentleman's face—this gentleman's smile revealed that it would be a waste to give you mortals an extra minute, hurry up and get down to business.

Enhill was stunned.

"Ahem, since that's the case, then you look at this list, in addition to these, if there is anything else you need, you can just mention it to us."

After the weight of yesterday, Enhill's posture was very low, even eager and flattering.

Without waiting for Han Baiyi to stretch out his hand, Borch immediately reached out and took the list and put it in front of Han Baiyi.

Han Baiyi glanced at him.

Borch, on the other hand, has no awareness of his overreactions, and his desire to be favored by the gods is almost comparable to the obsession of office workers with their work after a midlife crisis.

Especially after the appearance of a female 'True Divine Envoy' with one figure after another beside Han Baiyi, this thought became even stronger, so much so that all movements seemed to be very forceful.

Han Baiyi didn't continue to think about it, but continued to look at the contents of the list and write them down one by one.

......

......

......

Just after Han Baiyi and Borch entered the palace in a carriage, the thin white-robed man who was squatting in the tower and holding a clairvoyant mirror sat down against the wall.

But the work in his hand still did not stop, and he quickly wrote down the route of action of the two with a quill pen and stuffed it into a finger-long letterbox.

This seemingly inconspicuous metal letterhead is actually a magical artifact with the ability to remotely transmit a short piece of information from one end to the other.

Because it is difficult to make and the number is very small, most of them are used for information communication in the spy state.

As one of the most powerful and ambitious religions in the Northern States, the Eternal Flame has sprinkled countless informants on the land long before Nilfgaard invaded Temeria.

Originally, he wanted to prepare for Redania's attack and occupation of Temeria, but he didn't want to, Temeria was suddenly captured by Nilfgaard.

However, the role of these informants and spies has become much greater, and their identities have become much more important.

Last night was supposed to be the moment for these informants to contribute to the Eternal Flame.

However, due to the sudden abnormality in the sky over the city of Vigema, all actions of the Eternal Flame were urgently halted, and the damned Emperor Nilfgaard was able to live one more day.

"Who the hell is that man?"

"What the hell is that entourage of his?"

Harba is an informant planted by the Church of Eternal Flame in Vijmar.

At the same time, he is also the commander-in-chief in charge of this secret operation.

However, everything was interrupted.

Ever since he had teleported to the Church the events of the anomaly in the skies, the miraculous phenomena, and the defeat of two of Prince Furis's legendary bodyguards last night, an order had been sent from the other side to mobilize the informant spies buried throughout the city to observe.

That's a powerhouse that can defeat two legendary powerhouses on his own, no matter how high you look, how much power you can unleash is not much.

After several subordinate informants, many internal informants finally targeted a man with black hair and black eyes.

The Eternal Flame clue bank shows that no one of this race has ever been seen in the city.

And this man himself also entered Vijma City a day ago, and the first place where he appeared was in a forest about thirty-five kilometers away on the southern outskirts of Vijma.

The first person of contact was an honorary lord named Harovich under the banner of the Alberian Chamber of Commerce.

There are many suspicions on the body.

So early this morning, Harba set up more than twenty secret sentinels, and even he himself came here to watch the man being carried from the hotel to the palace.

I don't know, what his identity is.

What does it have to do with the miracle of last night that clearly surpassed my own knowledge?

Even after a very rigorous training, Halba is curious.

In the same way, he will feel uneasy.

Assassinate Emperor Nilfgaard.

This was the action that the Eternal Flame had set for Enhil when he first settled in Vigema.

For this reason, these informants have been preparing for a long time, and even paid a great price in personnel and materials for this operation.

In any case, it is impossible for them to stop.

As she thought, Harba pulled out a seemingly ordinary button from her pocket.

I thought I could use it yesterday.

I didn't expect ......

"Sure enough, it's here."

Halba had just walked away for a while when a cold female voice suddenly came from behind him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Halba, who was a level fourteen professional assassin, immediately rolled forward the moment he heard the sound, and at the same time, his right hand pulled out three throwing knives from his waist and threw them back, his body quickly adjusted in the process of rolling, and he caught a glimpse of a beautiful shadow.

'Woman? ’

However, before his nerves could give him more information, a chill ran over his right shoulder.

Halba's heart was cold at the same time.

'It's broken. ’

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a line of blood erupt from his shoulder, which was still in the process of rolling, and the entire arm that was still holding the throwing knife just now was thrown out with inertia.

However, feeling the extreme pain of the broken shoulder and arm, Halba didn't even frown, his body quickly twisted against the ground and was about to change tactics, and his left hand touched the back of the waist.

As a result, as soon as his hand tried to make a move, he saw a low-heeled black boot slam on his fist bone, and his whole hand was twisted and broken.

"Don't step on it!!"

"My hands!"

"Ahhh

Halba, who had not even frowned just now, suddenly stared at him like a ball, and his mouth let out a very piercing cry, and his voice was full of a complex emotion of despair, sadness, fear, and unwillingness.

But it wasn't because of the pain, but because the hand was stepped on.

"Click."

I also ran it over.

The Shining gave him a condescending look, frowned, waved his hand to shake off the blood stains on the long sword, and put the knife into its sheath.

Turned into a scepter again.

At this time, Ciri, who had just spoken on the other side, slowly walked up from the bottom of the stairs.

As early as last night, The Shining had already spotted the gaze of the outside, and that kind of malice that came and went was very obvious to a person of her level.

It's just that in order not to disturb Han Baiyi, who had just fallen asleep, Shining did not act immediately, but waited until this morning.

Ciri came with her without permission.

She didn't expect The Shining to be so neat - because the staff she was holding in her hand was rather dazzling, so until just now, she thought that the Shining was a law professional.

Seeing Halba's tragic condition, she first frowned, then kicked him, and said in an indifferent tone: "Who are you?" Why keep staring at us? ”

Halba's face was dumbfounded, and he lay there motionless, as if he couldn't even feel pain.

It took a long time for two words to slowly come out of his mouth.

“...... Finished. ”