In Turin, in the corner of a café, Lavinia, dressed in a black casual dress and a wide-brimmed floppy hat, was silently waiting for the departing Lothar.

Hearing the footsteps, she looked up with some vigilance, only to find that the person who came was a little beggar dressed in tatters.

"Miss, there's a big brother who asked me to give you this note."

The little beggar handed the note to Lavinia and glanced at the food on her table with some greed.

Lavinia skimmed over the contents and hurriedly got up, "The food on the table is all yours." ”

The note was brief:

I'm being targeted, let's go ahead and head the action. In the evening, we meet in the Dolomites, and if I am delayed by the matter, you go straight into the mountains, and we meet in Burgundy outside the Jura.

Lavinia's mood was a little heavy.

She was well aware of the danger of returning from this trip, and originally did not plan to return, but Lothar insisted, and she also thought of ending the plan to rent the mansion to help the wanderers survive the winter, so she agreed.

She actually knew very well that Lothar was thinking about her.

Lavinia's fingers as she carried her bag were very hard, and her lips were pursed tightly: "There must be no problem, Lothar." ”

She regretted parting with Lothar a little.

Without her help, how could Lothar be a match for those elite killers sent by the Yaksi family?

Alps.

Lothar had bypassed the St. Bernard Pass, the gateway where the Emperor Napoleon led his army to attack the Lombard crown of the Habsburgs.

Stand on high ground overlooking the town in the mountains.

Halfway up the mountain, snow-capped and down is a town of no small size, where the wolves have stationed a sizable coalition to guard against their northern neighbors taking advantage of Switzerland to replicate the miracle of the Emperor crossing the Alps.

Thanks to its access to the Alpine roads, it flourished even in the Middle Ages.

"St. Bernard (patron saint of the Alps and mountaineers) bless me."

Lothar drew a cross on his chest, and glanced back at the figure far behind his buttocks, afraid to approach rashly, and worried about losing Lothar's trace, with a sneer on his face.

Naturally, Lothar would not cross the pass in the open, he chose to climb around the rock, and with his physical fitness, he was able to do this.

After a short rest, Lothar took a deep breath of the cold mountain air, pulled out her boots that had fallen into the snow, and continued on her way.

Lothar has been endorsed by Lavinia, which means that his goal for this battle record has been achieved.

But I always feel a little aggrieved.

So, before leaving, he planned to make a big news.

A big news that shocked the whole continent!

Ahead, an open cliff gradually revealed, he stopped, spread the cotton clothes he was carrying on the snow, sat down slowly, and laid the food in the package on the tablecloth used as a cotton coat.

Two silent figures appeared not far away.

They didn't say a word, their momentum was calm, and roughly estimated, they were at least the powerhouses of the elite centurion level.

On Lothar's left hand side is a bottle of red wine depicting St. Andrew's Cross (crossed cross), a sweet wine from the Order of the Golden Fleece in Burgundy, which he had taken from a wealthy merchant on his way.

He poured himself a full glass of red wine, and after drinking it, he raised his glass and said, "Would you like some?" ”

The two centurions looked at each other, ignoring Lothar.

Lothar chuckled and lit a cigarette for herself: "Even a character like you can only act as a pawn to find the way, your lord of the wolf, shouldn't you take action against me personally?" ”

When it came to the wolf master, one person couldn't stop being silent, and said coldly: "You are not worthy!" ”

The other shook his head and whispered, "Keep an eye on him, don't get caught up in him." ”

Neither of them intended to shoot directly.

Lothar's process of killing the Wolves' main internal guard, although it was a bit tricky and had the assistance of Lavinia, but this record was real, and the two of them were not confident that they could solve Lothar.

The two stared coldly at Lothar's every move.

only to find that Lothar's body was trembling slightly.

Not fear.

It's not because it's freezing.

Instead, I'm excited about what I'm planning to do next.

The reason why Lavinia was supported was that he didn't know if Miss Judge was good or not, and he didn't know if she could be resurrected, so he didn't have this concern, Jeanne had already tried it, and the battle recorded the death of the world, which was just a dream.

"Did he accept his fate?"

"Where's the Bologna woman?"

The two talked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but the main request of the wolf lord is to catch this Lothar, and the woman of the Bologna family is not important."

"I understand that he should be planning to use himself as bait to find a way out for his lover."

One of the centurions softened his eyes when he looked at Lothar.

"Well, it's all for him."

Lothar was rudely holding a tortilla topped with shrimp, lamb and other toppings, munching on it.

He hadn't eaten much in the past few days, his stomach was empty, and he felt hungry and thin.

After eating a whole tortilla for three, he picked up the expensive Golden Fleece Seminary wine and poured it like a cow chewing a peony.

It was followed by fried pork cutlets, lamb ribs, and a can of pickled cucumbers to relieve greasyness.

Looking at Lothar's eating appearance, a centurion couldn't help but say, "This guy's package can't be full of food, right?" I'm worried about some powerful lethal weapon in there. ”

Another centurion sneered, "Saluzo has already abandoned him, so how can he get any high-powered weapons on his own?" ”

Time is in a hurry.

The package in Lothar's hand seemed to have become an inexhaustible lunch box, and he kept taking out all kinds of food and devouring it, so that the two centurions who were watching him couldn't help but feel a trace of greed.

"Finally finished."

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw Lothar casually throw away the shriveled package, pick up the wine bottle and drink the wine inside, and then lit a cigarette in a good time.

"What about your people?"

A centurion subconsciously replied, "It's almost there." ”

Seeing his companion glaring at him, he said helplessly: "This is not a secret that cannot be said. ”

The companion coldly reminded, "Don't talk to him, don't forget, he's the murderer of Lord Victor." Don't show sympathy for Lord Balrat when he arrives. ”

Lothar smiled at the centurion who replied, and the other party was about to show a good-natured smile, remembering the reminder from his companion, and hurriedly held back.

Wait another moment.

The sound of hurried footsteps was faintly heard.

I saw an incomparably burly, at least two and a half meters of wolf giant, slowly appeared in front of Lothar, his momentum was better than that of Victor whom Lothar had fought against, and he was obviously also a first-level figure of the wolf lord's internal guard.

Seeing Lothar's leisurely appearance, he couldn't help frowning.

asked the two centurions who were watching, and a sneer appeared on their faces: "Boy, in fact, you don't have to rush to eat the severed head meal, our Yakexi family is not unreasonable, you have to be obediently tied up, you can live for a while, and go back to Napoli with us to be judged." ”

Lothar shook her head, "I'm sorry, I didn't have that intention. ”

"It's a shame."

As soon as the words fell, the wolf lord's internal guard had already taken steady steps like a mountain and took the lead in killing Lothar.

Regardless of whether this kid really gave up resistance, or if he had any other plans, it was always right to take down the main master first.

(End of chapter)