The first impression of the country was of a huge city wall and the desperate refugees outside the closed gates.

I have repeatedly tried to climb over the high and terrifying wall, trying to see what kind of world is on the other side of the wall. But there are only a handful of people who can really climb the towering city wall and get a glimpse of this closed country.

But I have already seen the gates of the capital of the Kingdom of Gilneys, nor the walls.

I don't know if it's because the weather is not beautiful, or because this place is like this, the gloomy sky actually started to rain. And it's three days at a time. Although the rain is not heavy, in this cold winter, the rain makes me feel very bored.

Tulayan, the little clever ghost, was no longer fighting to ride his horse, but got headlong into the archbishop's carriage. There were five or six followers, but Tulayan was the archbishop's favorite pupil after Uther. However, from what I know about him, it should have little to do with Tulayan's origins.

The son-in-law of this aristocratic family. It does look quite peugeot. Although he is a boy, his skin makes most women feel jealous, not only delicate but also ruddy and shiny. This guy is smart, and it feels like he's a lot smarter than Uther! Uther was a bit wooden, but he was very lively.

At Pearl Castle, the ladies of the Earl of Parker were clearly more interested in this pretty lad than in the archbishop. The earl's family was prosperous, and there were so many girls of the same age as Tulayan who seemed to have such a fire in their eyes when they looked at him. Even so many married women couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

I never asked the archbishop if it was a gift from the Light. I'm sure his answer must have been...... Yes.

However, this continuous winter rain is destined to make it impossible for the women of Gilneis, especially civilians, to see this peerless beauty.

Now that the archbishop had arrived in the royal city of Gilneys, King Archibald Greymane and the young Crown Prince Jean Greymane showed great enthusiasm. Although we couldn't stay long in Gilnehs, the night we arrived, the royal city was ready for a welcome party.

As the supreme head of all the religions of the human kingdom, Archbishop Faou deserves such a welcome and preferential treatment. And the same reception that was no less warm than that of the archbishop was the handsome man Tulayan.

Although I was the head of security for this trip, I was also given preferential treatment. But for a sullen guy like me who doesn't like to join in the fun, the best way to deal with it is to hide to the side.

I'm an insider, and I'm an outsider. But I still want to be an outsider. Looking at Tulayan, surrounded by many aristocratic ladies and ladies, it doesn't seem so comfortable. It's also thanks to this guy that he's a monk, maybe the way of the Holy Light can really make his heart calm and calm, but who knows......

I don't think if I were him, I wouldn't have been able to withstand this kind of glamorous test in this place where men dress sullenly and conservatively, and women dress sensually and unrestrainedly...... Those women's breasts are so surging that it makes me feel surging too.

Watching the aristocrats frolic is an easy thing to be jealous of. Of course this person is not me! Gilneth's boys are obviously very uncomfortable with this kind of snubbing and contrast. Especially to make a foreigner steal the limelight.

It is not known if this group knew that Tulayan's father was also an earl of Lordaeron. Although his father's title was not very high, he was born into a large country nobleman. And especially in appearance, and more importantly, he is also a celebrity around the archbishop, and it is estimated that the girl who wants to be in love with him can line up from the banquet hall to the outside of Gilnis.

Actually, I didn't look at this guy closely. But in the last two days, especially tonight, I compared it to Gilnes's group of crooked melons and cracked dates. Oops, the verdict is high! This lad is indeed long Peugeot!

As I leaned against the corner and watched the old and the young struggling in the circle of the aristocracy. Suddenly a name came out of my ear that sent chills down my back.

When I hear this person's name, I see a guy sleeping soundly. I'm going to let him die, and it's so natural that it's like suicide.

And today's name is similar to that of the dead guy. I would have been curious if it was just a similar name, but after I got closer to him, I heard someone call his name! This name I will never forget anyway! Vincent Goldfrey!

The muscles around my eye sockets twitched slightly, and Farad said that the successful predator is nature, moving like the wind, and quiet like a mountain. And hiding the murderous aura and waiting for the opportunity is a skill that a good hunter must learn.

I was at a distance just enough from him to be detected by suspicion and to hear all his conversations. But tonight, the black hand of the kingdom of Gilneth doesn't seem to have anything to deal with for him, he's just messing around with the nobles.

The hair on the temples of this middle-aged man was already a little gray, but there were no signs of age on her face. I stood behind him and stared at his face in the blind spot, watching the muscles in his face, his mouth moving, his throat moving. Suddenly a hallucination and an impulse came to me, and I wanted to find a dagger to hold against his throat.

I'm leaving Gilneth City tomorrow for some port, so I'll have to meet this high Frey tonight anyway.

After settling the archbishop, I instructed the guards to be brought where to be most guarded, the order of duty in the three shifts, and the strategy to deal with in case of danger. After checking the room where the old man slept again, I withdrew.

It is not difficult to find the residence of Lord Goldfrey, and the most effective way to make the person being questioned want to take you there himself is to pay a bribe.

Godfrey's residence was far from the royal palace, and it was not easy for ordinary people to have their own small garden in such a crowded city.

I did a lot of preparation to sneak into his house, and apart from being extra careful with their dogs, it should be much easier for people.

Godfrey's mansion can't be described as luxurious, his house is like an art museum, it is a very classical beauty, complex but not cluttered, but what I can't accept is the human figures in the building...... Don't you feel cautious about putting these things in your home at night?

I wasn't in the mood to wander around his house, and at the door of the largest room on the third floor, I listened carefully to the movements around me. It's still raining outside, and this kind of weather is the best time to sleep under a warm bed, and it's also the easiest to sleep to death.

A locked room isn't hard to open, but it's best to keep it quiet.

I felt that every piece of skin on my fingers became extremely sensitive at this time, and every muscle was careful. Gently pushing open the open door, I slid in.

The room was dark, so dark that you could barely reach your fingers. I stood inside the door, constantly adjusting my eyes to the environment. As I could see the faint light coming through the curtains, I began to move, inch by inch.

Breathing becomes weak, and qi flows slowly out of the throat and nasal passages. Have a steady heart, otherwise the sound of my heartbeat will disrupt my judgment. The ear picks up all the sounds that come from around you and the source of the noise. Although it is quiet here at this time, even a pin can be heard if it falls to the ground. However, even if the needle falls on the ground, it will not make a sound, because the floor is a carpet with excellent foot feeling.

The hair on my face seemed to feel it too, feeling the changes in the air currents around me. It was extremely dark, but the faint light was enough. I gently flicked the curtains as I leaned down to the window, and it was pitch black, but at least it was much better than in the room.

With this little light, I was able to see the situation in the house in general. This is not his bedroom, this is his study office! Then I tightened the curtains and lit the candlesticks on the table.

Locked, cabinets, boxes, and drawers tend to have good things, not just jewelry. I don't like this guy like Able, but I remember what he said. Although it is no different in nature to come to this room that does not belong to you.

I don't like to keep a diary, and it's best to keep it a secret. This guy seems to have the same idea, and one of the things he's better than that Goldfrey is that he doesn't have any notes to keep. Except for the letters given to him by others. Although there is nothing wrong with the contents of the letter, I still remember the name of the person who wrote it.

I wasn't sure if the letters would be useful in the future, but I carried them in my arms.

Suddenly, I heard a "bell" sound outside the door! It scared the hell out of me! Immediately after that, there were a few "bells", and the hairs on my body exploded instantly.

It is the sound of the clock, and it is the hour chime!

After a few bells, it means that it should be almost dawn, although it is still raining outside the window, but even if the servants are lazy and sleep for ten or eight minutes today, I will not be able to stay any longer. After tidying up the scene, I gently exited the room.

There is no danger! Running down the slippery stone streets, there was an occasional dog barking. The city is still asleep.

But as I was about to run outside the King's Castle, I suddenly realized a problem! I can't go back......

Last night I hung under the nobles' cars and got out in the dark of night. It's not hard! But now it was a big problem to get into the King's Castle from the outside.

The place where the king lived was not a vegetable market, nor was it an inn that he could enter whenever he wanted. From afar, I looked at the guards in front of the castle gate, and the high walls that could not be climbed at all. I suddenly realized something was wrong. In the unlikely event that Archbishop Fao gets up early and cannot find me, and then seeks the people in the palace to find him, it will be a problem if their king finds out about it.

The guards here weren't the housekeepers of the GFREY family, and it shouldn't be so easy to fall asleep when standing guard in the light rain of the winter morning. King Greyman's courtyard was surrounded by water on both sides, and there was zero chance of passing under the moat, but it was impossible for me to climb up from the walls of the moat, and the smooth moss alone could not be overcome.

I'm leaving here today, but I hope the archbishop can sleep a little longer when he's tired from playing last night!