A plan.

A plan to interfere with the spirit of the giant beast through dreams and make it riot, so as to create a card-making opportunity.

Drafted by the symbol of the moon.

Of course, there will be no attribution.

It is just such a proposal that the 'merchant' receives.

Considering the identity of the behemoth as a key containment object in the sacred area of the blessed sound class, this plan is not without boldness.

But it is also the so-called wealth and danger.

Regardless of language or race, there are often similar words to describe the courage of the wealth-seekers, and the 'merchants' always boast of being speculative braves.

As a fugitive, he dared to meet the mercenary who almost sent him to prison, which in itself is a proof of courage.

This courage was supported by the foresight of recovering all the goods, and for this reason he was even willing to take the initiative to ease relations with the mercenary as a contact with the organization.

From there, he hibernated, looking for an opportunity to retrieve his card.

This opportunity should be a monster exhibition.

He's been preparing for the past few days, trying to get a booth at the monster exhibition and arranging a play to trap Linton in.

The plan was well underway, but he suddenly received news from another collaborator.

As mentioned at the beginning, the businessman can't deny that he does have some temptation.

The great name of Behemoth, who does not know the Hall of Return?

The king who was already in hell aside, but the behemoths that were still in containment would obviously be a valuable commodity.

It was worth more than the sum of the cards that Linton had taken away from him, and it was worth him to immediately withdraw from his original plan and consider the feasibility of that plan.

The feasibility was there, and even considering that the proof information sent by the other party was obviously Linton's voice, he immediately realized that he might be able to achieve two goals at once.

Stir......

Merchant: [I'll refine the plan]

These words lit up in communication, and there was a faint curvature in the mouth of the symbol of Yuechi.

[You don't have much time to prepare, and-]

Merchant: [You didn't have anything to do with this matter, I understand, don't you just want me to contact the company myself, it's not good to learn from anyone, I have to learn from Moriarty's bad old man]

"Because monsters aren't all we have, Mr. Merchant"

Merchant: [Let's talk, if there's any new news, I'll leave now]

【Please, I wish you all the best】

With these words, the Moon Symbol turned off the private message that had been extended from the Hall of Return, and then looked at the small Balmon X that manifested the special effects of the circle on the screen and appeared from the circle.

"His profile at Chayugal does look like he's going to act."

"He is such a person," Yue Chi symbolized, "There are not many people as pure as him in the Hall of Return. ”

"Because monsters aren't all you have?" Baal Beast X repeated what he had just said.

"Because monsters aren't all we have." The moon gallop symbol replied in the same way.

"The constraints of the family, the responsibilities of the position, most of humanity is filled with similar things, and these things, like the data contained in your Digimon name, suppress us from reaching true freedom."

"I think he's going to fail." The Noble King said coldly.

"Maybe, let him try." The man said flatly, calling up the communication within the family between his fingers.

It was a report from one of his subordinates, and it contained a photograph of his niece Rudolph, and a picture of him taken from nowhere. Photograph of Linton standing on the street.

The latter was exhorting the former to participate in the competition, and the text on it said so, but it did not give a photo of the two of them in the same place.

But since they were all sent by his subordinates, it proves that many people recognize this fact, so that even their own subordinates can't ignore this possibility.

Did he go to the Tratson Student Union for something like that?

The moon gallop symbolizes thinking.

He still remembers the meeting in the data space, and the other party insisted that he went to Rudolph not for him, but for some other reason.

Now that the reason is out, considering the timing of the news spread, it is also right, but it always looks a little suspicious.

The news from Balmon X this time is also the same.

In addition to external stimuli, awakening the sleeping person also has dream communication. Linton's inquiry was understandable, and there was nothing wrong with the timing.

But there's always a voice in my heart that says, 'No.'

Of course, he had always found the young man suspicious.

Not because of the other party's intimidating demonic appearance, but a steady rhythm.

The steadiness of breathing and rhythming made him uneasy, and it was difficult to dispel that doubt.

That's why he passed on the news to the 'merchant'.

Let the merchant try it, try to make the young man show the true face of what is possible, so that he can more accurately identify the danger of this man.

Ahead of that monster exhibit.

It's just that then again, he passed on this message just to be a temptation, so what about Balmon X?

He lowered his eyes to look at the Bal beast X who was standing aside and looked at the automatic turning of the pages of the law book on his side, and suddenly said:

"I don't seem to want you to listen to this."

"Think it's redundant?" Baal Beast X looked back at him.

"No...", giving the taciturn ally a deep look, Yuechi symbolized a faint compliment, "Good job." ”

"But I'd prefer you to stare at the speed symbol."

"I refuse, I'm not interested," Bal Beast X said lightly, turning and walking towards the circle behind him, as if he didn't think the words were speculative, "Call me again if you really have something." ”

"It's really willful......"

Smiling helplessly, the moon symbol glanced at the intelligence file on the screen that had not yet been turned off.

He remembered Ommer. Linton also has a Majin-type Digimon by his side, and is an old acquaintance of Baalmon X.

Witches or something...... It's probably only going to be more capricious.

This is the only place where it is more similar.

——

"This is what you said you wanted me to sort out in the morning, this compressed package is common sense related to animal tamers, decompression code? What do I want to decompress the code for sorting out the direct transmission!? Just unzip it! ”

The witch beast standing on the table seemed to be amused by Ormer's question, and picked up the long black cat on the side and threw it at him off-screen.

The screen itself is even more 'cooperative', and at the moment when the black cat group occupies the screen, the debut crack effect appears.

Then the black cat's distorted face slowly slid down and vanished, revealing the bored expression of the witch beast.

"What a boring reaction, have you ever been scared by something?" She asked, staring at the young man's face off-screen.

Leng Buding was given such a hand, and there was no startled feedback on his face, no wonder the witch beast would ask such a question.

But in fact......

"I was scared just now." Ome was honest.

"Liar."

"No, I was really scared, and my hairs stood on end."

Seeing the witch beast's completely skeptical expression, he was also a little helpless: "The stress response when someone is frightened is to shout, but there are also people who react to stiffness." ”

"I'll believe you for once," the witch pursed, looking up at the open cursor-clicking document above, and suddenly asked, "Is there anything going on in that broken church?" ”

"That's going on so much, do you want to listen to the DJ practice session or the monster rollover session." Ormer asked, dragging the file with his mouse away from the 'most advanced program: the witch beast. EXE’。

Then he began to scan intently the above news about Behemoth, which was obtained by the God Blessing Sound Class, as well as the list of companies related to the dream in the listed companies in the Jiemen District.

"What's and what? I'm asking......" The witch's words froze, and she looked at Omer's face, which was completely unself-conscious, and all looked at the documents on the side, and then said, "I'm asking if there's any news that has nothing to do with the organization of documents next and I'm going to ask for my help!" ”

This is a little suspicious from her.

After all, her agreement with Omer is only on data collation, and she can ignore everything else, which is also the attitude she put on at the beginning.

It's not been a few days...

But Omer still didn't look at her, and pulled the scroll bar of the document, as if without thinking, he replied:

"Yes, I need you to help me look at the data field in three days."

As he spoke, he glanced at the witch beast beside him.

"More accurately, be wary of a Digimon's troublemaker."

"Would you like to help?"

"There's no reason, right?"

"A collection of two codes, provided by the Cult of the Mechanicus, is enough for you to study a ...... A year and a half? ”

"Don't you think it's too much?"

"It's a little, but I can't make you evolve directly after all, right?"

“… The last guy of your personality was particularly obnoxious. ”

"It's not hard to understand."

"Do you understand what you say?"

"If you don't say that, I'm afraid it will be more annoying, so I decided to be more direct."

"That's really better than that guy."

"So your answer is?"

"Don't damage the code." The witch beast said with her arms folded.

Finally looking at her, Omer bowed slightly.

"Of course not, lady."

(End of chapter)