Still with an expressionless face, Gaio didn't even say a word of goodbye before leaving with his little attendant. The arrogant and stubborn knight still did not change his determination for revenge, but was only hidden by him.

Gaio Valence was not wrong, Edward did not come to say goodbye to him, he came here with only one purpose - to make sure that Gaio really left, not to sneak up and wait for an opportunity to poke through all the truths that Yiqiē was hiding. This man gave Edward the feeling of being too dangerous, sensible and cunning, with stubborn madness and bloodthirsty impulses.

As a worthy knight chief, this guy had a hundred ways to quell the riots in Pipe Town, but he stubbornly chose the most brutal and cruel way, if it was impossible to say that it was impossible without revenge, just as he himself was bent on killing himself in the first place - if he had anything to do with the Minestrians, he would have killed them with his own hands.

Avengers, fanatics, madmen...... These people cannot be judged by common sense, and they will do things beyond their expectations in order to achieve their extreme desires. Although Edward didn't think he was absolutely sane, he absolutely hated the existence of such people, especially if the other person was involved with him - except, of course, the cute little Angela.

Looking at the lonely figure of the other party in the distance under the sky, Edward even admired the knight chief, he had experienced the situation where the opportunity to fulfill his wish was in front of him, so he could understand how difficult it was to keep his sanity at such a time. But the other party did it, which is really quite rare.

By the time he returned to the Order's headquarters, it was already afternoon, and with the distant sound of church bells, Edward rode through the gates of the fortress. Probably because many of the knights had gone on their missions, the headquarters castle looked quite deserted at this time, and there was no one even in the training ground.

However, this is actually a very normal situation, and in addition to some of the Knights of the Sacred Tree stationed in the capital, many of them have settled here from the east. In particular, the twenty knights of the sacred tree, who were responsible for the safety of the king's dormitory on the hill of Marchelus, lived in the palace for a long time, and only received orders from the king's majesty and the grand master.

As for the Knights of the Sacred Tree like Edward, who were promoted in the capital, if they did not get any mission, they would soon be sent to the East, and after a period of training, they would be responsible for the defense of a castle fortress, or the captain of a cavalry team, and be responsible for patrolling the border.

Being able to take on the role of a defense chief of a small fortress was probably the best that a new young knight like Edward could get, and even Edward himself had plans to do so - according to Gaiot, he had risen from this level and spent fifteen years becoming the chief knight, which was already a rapid promotion.

However, to stay away from the city of Turin is to give up oneself from the power core of the entire kingdom, and this is the problem of mutual trade-offs - at the moment, I am only a knight, and I have barely stepped into the periphery of this "grand ball", and it seems a little difficult to accept to leave so soon.

"Lord Edward, Sir Edward Witwood!" a sergeant who suddenly ran over brought Edward, who was a little stunned, back to his senses, and turned his head to see the other party running in a hurry, with a stamped letter in his hand, and ran over and handed it to him: "Grand Master Mercer Kane asked me to hand it over to you." ”

"Envelope?" Edward looked at the other party's hurried appearance, raised his right eyebrow, and opened the letter as soon as he came out of the stable with some suspicion: "This word is really scribbled enough, 'Go to the cold canal lane in Dongcheng District, and solve it as much as possible'-what does it mean?"

"We've found the remnants of the Blood Banner Brotherhood, probably a dozen or more, who are hiding in Cold Channel Alley to lick their wounds. The sergeant's expression was a little excited, and he also looked a little uneasy: "The Grand Master asked me to hand over this task to you, and I ordered you to complete it to the fullest!"

"......" Edward narrowed his eyes slightly in silence, it seemed to be just a very ordinary task, but no matter how you look at it, it seems to have a bit of a conspiracy - there is no reason to have to give this task to himself, but if it is to say that the conspiracy does not make sense, Edward is sure that the matter between himself and Marco Tasker will not be noticed, at least not so quickly.

Of course, it is also possible that he thought too much, maybe just because some of the silver-haired wizard's movements were too big, and he was discovered by the knights, so he may have to consider the problem of helping the other party conceal it.

"Where is Grand Master now?" Edward was about to test the sergeant before asking, "I need to meet with Lord Mercer Kane to make sure...... Problems with the details. ”

"The Grand Master has gone out, and he will go to-night the mansion of the Marquis de Minest, Secretary of State, and will not return until noon to-morrow. The sergeant shook his head.

"And what about Sir Leonardo, isn't he there either?"

"It was supposed to be there, but because Knight Captain Gaio Valence is gone, the twenty Knights of the Sacred Tree in charge of the Royal Guard need to be replaced, and Knight Chief Leonardo is in charge of this matter. ”

None of them were there, and it was a very urgent task, and whoever they were on the other side must have wanted to carry out this mission without knowing anything - perhaps the Grand Master had discovered the problem and wanted to see if he was really as loyal as he had appeared, or it could have been a trap set by the Minest family, after all, they must have known that the Brotherhood of Blood Banner was their own doing.

Killed the wizard, snatched Angela, and destroyed Gratoni, the hungry demon...... If you count the fact that Lady Angelica's captain of the guard was killed by herself, anyone would be angry and want to kill themselves, right?

The corners of Edward's mouth lifted a little meaningfully, but the young sergeant standing in front of him was a little frightened, and swallowed: "Lord Edward Witwood, do you want to uh...... Shall I prepare your horses?"

"Of course, then I'll bother you. Edward smiled and nodded: "By the way, how many sergeants are still stationed in the castle now?"

"Do you need to bring a lot of people with you?"

"No, just two or three people. If you know a good guy, call them up. Edward said, "Let them wait at the gate of the castle, and we will leave at once!"

It only took a quarter of an hour for the young sergeant and two others to see Edward riding out of the drawbridge at the headquarters - although the sudden mission seemed suspicious, he still had no intention of refusing, at least to find out who wanted to kill him so much.

Cold Canal Lane was not far from the Garrison Hill, but because the Knights' headquarters was located on a cliff, it took Edward, who had set off with three sergeants, to find the street in the early evening.

Probably because it was almost evening, and a fairly tidy neighborhood looked a little deserted, and only some noisy sounds could still be heard in the tavern on the side of the road. The young sergeant walked ahead to lead Edward, while the other two who followed him followed suit, his right hand grasping the hilt of his sword at his waist, guarding against it.

Because they were in the city of Turin, and they had to keep them hidden from being discovered, the four of them were only wearing ordinary robes and cloaks, and if they didn't pay attention to the swords at their waists, they were no different from those ordinary passers-by.

"This is it!" said the young sergeant stopped in front of the apartment building at the entrance of the street - a simple brick building quite common in the city of Turin, where many people who could not afford to live would rent a room, often built around a well, and an apartment building would often fill one or twenty families.

"Stay at the door, if anyone escapes from inside, shoot and kill!" Although it was unclear who the person inside was, Edward remained quite cautious. The three sergeants hid on either side of the cave as he had commanded, and watched as Edward walked in.

The interior of the apartment building looked indistinguishable from all the other dilapidated brick buildings, surrounded by a narrow courtyard with a blocked well in the center - such a dangerous environment where the enemy could rush out from anywhere, especially a hidden arrow hidden behind an unknown window, which would kill the careless on the spot.

Fighting in such a place should have been avoided under normal circumstances, but apparently Edward didn't have much of a choice, his left hand clasped tightly on the hilt of his sword at his waist, and his eyes searched around and walked into the courtyard through the doorway of the apartment.

The whole apartment seemed to be empty, and it looked as if there was no one at all, except for the plates and pots left on the table next to the well, confirming that someone had been here recently.

A wooden staircase led directly to the balcony on the second floor, and Edward had just walked up to the door when he was pushed open. A young man covered in wounds and cloaked walked out of it, and a scar on his face even tore his lip. It was a little surprised to see Edward standing there, and the whole person froze in place.

"Uh...... Good afternoon, sir, I ......"

"Edward Witwood?!" the young man looked like he was scared half to death, and he almost fell. He staggered open the door and ran back into the apartment building, shouting hoarsely as he ran, "It's Edward Wetwood, I saw him kill the Cortez chief, it's him!"

The deserted apartment suddenly became "lively", and one after another, cloaked, wounded creatures roared and ran towards Edward from all directions, their eyes bloodied and eager to tear him to shreds at once. Edward, who was still a little inexplicable, smiled, and pulled the cold long sword out of its sheath and shook it slightly.

"Well, that's actually quite interesting. ”