Late at night.

Tonight's night sky is dotted with only a few stars.

The galaxies and glowing giants that used to exist are all gone.

Darker nights, rare to see.

It seems that there will be something secret tonight, just like this happens.

The royal capital of Southern Cross Star Island, in the royal palace in the center of the royal capital.

Outside a large and large gate, there were many guards, coming and going.

Surrounded by knightly patrols, this seems to be the most important place in the entire palace.

Inside the gate.

It seems to be a relatively private meeting room, and it can be seen from the decoration and expensive decoration of the living room that it should be a place where extremely important people lived.

Walking further inside, through a small door, a slight smell of blood came from inside.

The door to the outside was wide open, and there was a balcony that connected to the outside.

A tall, burly, serious man was standing on the balcony with a straight body and looking out.

The face is calm and unsmiling.

He was holding a wine glass in his hand and savoring it.

In the other hand, he also holds a book in one hand.

The source of the bloody breath was in the center of the room behind him, where a maid in a maid's costume fell to the floor with a pale face.

Blood was pouring out of her features, and from her expression, it was clear that she seemed to have suffered some kind of mental torture before she died.

"Oh my friend, we meet again." A slightly pompous voice came from behind Krial.

Facing the corpse behind him, and an unfamiliar voice. Creel was unfazed: "I don't think I'm friends with a demon. ”

"Don't say that, of course we're friends, haven't we met many times.

And how does it feel about the technology I'm given? ”

"If I've met a few times and we're friends, then I have too many friends." Creel said, completely unanswered by the latter sentence.

The hidden demon was not angry, and waved his hand slightly. The facial features of the corpse that fell to the ground revealed a pale green mist, which he inhaled into his nasal cavity, as if he was inhaling some addictive stimulant drug.

Those who know can see at a glance that the mist is the soul of the poor maid.

The maid's bare skin showed faint red streaks.

"How did you think about my proposal before? I can help you with your ambitions, and you just need to work with me.

I even gave you a small deposit to let you know that I have the power to help you.

Your strength has only just reached the fifth stage, and you may still be able to do whatever it takes on such a desolate border. But as long as you go a little bit inside, your little strength is just a slightly bigger ant.

People there look at you like hillbillies, and I'm sure you've already felt it, and you have this humiliation in your heart.

Don't you want to repay this humiliation? Trample under the feet of the foreign nobles who once looked down on you, the mortals who dared to despise you, and let them know who is truly powerful.

Just let me help you, and at a small price, I will be able to accelerate your ambitions. Why not? ”

Creel turned to look at the demon behind her.

Faced with the demon's incitement, and the words that seemed to hit him deeper. He remained expressionless and didn't seem to care.

"You say you're a devil, but you seem to be doing things more like a devil. It doesn't feel like the work of an angry demon at all. ”

"Of course I'm a demon, I thought you weren't a racist. It's just that I'm one of the few smart people among the demons who can use their brains.

It's not like those devils, who always play some intrigues.

So I'm cunning and violent, how, how do I think about it? ”

"No, my answer is still no. I'm not in the habit of trading myself with demons, I'll rely on my ability and strength to get what I want. ”

Hearing Cleelle's words, the demon was neither surprised nor angry, but chuckled a few times, as if with contempt in his laughter.

"I see that you are comfortable using the power I have given you, hypocritical mortal."

Face this demonic word.

Cleaire was unmoved, apparently thick-skinned to a certain extent.

However, this demon still seems to have the devil's style, and he only stimulated him with words and did not really commit any violent acts.

This is obviously not the same as his kind.

Got up from the chair next to him, and a small bell appeared in his hand.

He placed the bell on the desk next to him.

"It's a pity that our cooperation didn't come to a happy conclusion, but I will give you a small gift.

As I did with you before, I was always so generous, especially to my friends.

Of course, you can rest assured that there is no danger in this little gift, and he will only be able to help you when you are in danger.

My patience is limited, though. When you want to ring the bell, it means that you are willing to cooperate with me, be careful. ”

"Hahahaha, then I'll wait for good news." The demon smiled and bowed slightly, and the figure disappeared into thin air.

Looking at the place where the demon had disappeared, Kerry looked at the bell he had placed on the table and picked it up.

I thought about it for a while before I threw it into a drawer.

Turning his head to look at the body of the maid lying on the floor.

"Conversion failed? It seems that she has to use a strong body to do it, no, it doesn't have to be a male demon who ate her soul to be unsuccessful.

Don't rush, take your time. ”

casually comforted himself and waved his hand gently.

A crack in the space appeared beneath the corpse, falling into it along with the blood-stained carpet.

As if nothing had happened, he sat down in the chair next to him, continuing to drink the wine in his hand and look at the book in his hand.

……

Inside a gloomy hut at this time.

Several cloaked dark figures were gathered around a circular tabletop, the only light in the room being a few candles on the table.

At this time, the door next to it opened.

Another cloaked figure walked in, and could hear the sound of rain pouring outside through the wooden door.

The figure who came in shook off the water stains on his body, and then simply took off the cloak and hung it next to him.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It was Balazs who spoke, and he sat down in an empty seat as he spoke.

Alka and Narmins, who had just arrived two days ago, were also sitting next to them.

"This is the last time we meet before we do it, and the next time we meet is to celebrate death."

Arka said lightly.

The rest nodded.

With the exception of the three principals of Arka they still wore hoods, even though they knew that the fabric did not give them any concealment.

But it seems that such a thin layer of cloth can cover the emotions in their hearts and cover them with a layer of luck.

"Tell me about your plans, Balazs."

Balazs, who had just come in, nodded and said, "Creel has many men, and likewise, he has many enemies.

The only good news was that the tricky squad he had personally cultivated had died with him on the Frontier Island a few years ago. ”

Hearing this, Arka couldn't help but recall.

It should be said that the first time he met Creel, it was there that he formed a grudge against this man.

"I want to take out Kerryel at the least cost, with the greatest possibility. Then we'll have to reduce the number of guards around him as much as possible.

Reduced the number of guards in the entire palace.

We need a head start to gather more people. ”

As he spoke, he turned to Narmins and asked, "Do you have any good opinions?" ”

"As a believer in the Virgin Mary, and a prince of this country, at least I have not been deprived of my status as a prince now.

Naturally, my return will require a grand feast for the Virgin. ”

Narmins spoke his mind.

One of the hooded figures said, "This is not a plan, is it? We have believed in the white mist serpent since we were children, and I have no intention of offending. But because your faith has been criticized by these civilians for a long time, how can you still come to such a festival? ”

"Give out enough free food to pull up a dance party about the whole upper class in the name of the individual.

I know the nobles of the city all too well, and even if they don't cooperate with me, they have to come to this ball, because I will be inviting them as a prince. ”

Although most of the officials and nobles now know that he is a prince who is almost dead in name, Narmins said.

But until now, he has not been deprived of this title. No one knew what Crère was thinking, and no one dared to bet on it.

After all, Kerry has no heirs until now, and there are few scandals with women.

The cloaked shadows around them couldn't help but nod, this reason was indeed reasonable and effective enough.

"Then I will cooperate with you to try to get as many nobles as possible, and at the same time, I will also add guards to this festival." Balazs said from the side.

"But Your Royal Highness, you must be aware that if something goes wrong, you will also be in danger." A cloaked figure said.

Narmins nodded: "I am also a knight, and danger is always inevitable. ”

Now that this side has been decided, Balazs turned to look at Alka: "Then the main battle in the end can only be handed over to you and your companions." ”

Arka nodded: "Don't worry. ”

The main purpose of this series of arrangements is to reduce some of the burden on them and reduce unexpected situations.

At the same time, after the battle, the damage caused to the entire country is reduced.

It would be better if only Kerryl died, but that was obviously impossible.

Everybody knows Arka, and their group of formidable talents is at the heart of the operation.

Everyone is preparing around them.

The same Arka, they are also burdened with the most important duties and the most dangerous missions.

"When the memorial begins, that's when the battle begins. When the time comes, I will meet you myself at the gate of the palace and lead you all the way to Creel. Balazs said.

Narmins also turned to look at Arka and said, "Thank you for what you did." ”

Arka looked at him: "No thanks, because it's not for you, it's not for anyone else." It's for me and my companions.

We just have a common object of revenge. ”

In this way, everyone exchanged all kinds of details until they were completely exchanged. Then they left the hut.

Arka returned to the ship and told everyone the whole plan, so that everyone could get ready.

"Let's put aside the research for a few days, take a good rest, and recharge our energy.

The enemy isn't stupid, we need to give it our all. Arka said, focusing on Simon.

After seeing Simon nod, he withdrew his gaze.

Everything is waiting for the day when the festival begins.

……

All of them are moving fast.

"The prince is back? What else is there to give thanks to Our Lady? An old woman who was shopping for groceries looked at the boss and several people were chatting, and interjected and asked.

"That's right, it should be started in a while."

"Our Lady? I prefer to believe that the white mist serpent of dreams can protect our peace. Speaking of which, the old woman also made a gesture of prayer.

Looking at the old woman's movements, a young man next to him glanced at him and said lightly: "I haven't seen anyone guarding our peace in the past few years. ”

"Hmph, that's just the ...... of the palace," the old woman was a little angry when she heard this, and wanted to refute something.

Before he finished speaking, his husband covered his mouth with him.

Her husband glared at her in horror, "You want to kill us?" ”

The woman also seemed to come to her senses, probed left and right in panic, and nodded her head.

"Whether you go or not, we're going anyway. I heard that there will be free food and alcohol to taste. The boss was tidying up his stall and said casually.

Talking is also compared to a prayer gesture full of loopholes.

"Thank you, Our Lady." The tone is so casual.

"Free?"

"Of course it's free."

"Then we'll go too."

"You're not saying you only believe in ......"

"Okay, okay, verbose. The White Mist Serpent won't care about that, the gods can understand my true trust. ”

Looking at the two who were hurriedly leaving, the boss smiled slightly.

Such scenes are played out everywhere. In just one day, almost the whole city knows about the start of the festival and the free food and drink.

The free stuff attracts countless civilians who are coming to participate in the memorial service.

The recent repression has left them in need of a chance to relax.

At this time, a memorial altar had been erected outside the door of the Church of Our Lady.

The priest and the prince stood on the stage, ready to rise.

On the high platform not far away and on the rooftops of various taverns, you can see some high-ranking and wealthy people, who are sitting leisurely and keeping their eyes on this side.

"Why do you think our prince chose to come back at this time? Doesn't he want to die? ”

"He's a saint of Our Lady, and no one is going to provoke him except that he's done nothing out of the ordinary.

…… It's not worth it. ”

A slightly balding middle-aged man next to him drank the wine in his hand: "We just need to wait quietly for things to develop, it has nothing to do with us." ”

"It doesn't matter?" A noble lady next to her chuckled lightly, her expression a little contemptuous: "When things get bigger and bigger, no one can stay out of the matter, it's better to prepare early." ”

After saying that, he picked up his skirt and got up and left here.

As more and more people gathered, more guards were sent here. Some of these guards can be seen to be elite soldiers from the capital and the court.

Their main place of guardianship was not the prince on the stage or the members of the Church of Our Lady, but the area where the nobles rested and watched.

lest these large numbers of civilians let some dangerous elements fish in troubled waters and endanger the safety of these nobles.

More and more civilians are gathering here.

As the number of people increased, people who didn't want to come also looked around with curious eyes.

At this time, the entire palace was almost empty, except for a few servants and the necessary guards.

The Arka people appeared on the street, and there were not many people coming and going on the street at this time. Because most of them have already gathered around the festival.

Feeling the noise coming from afar, Arka and they were not affected in the slightest. Walking on the straight avenue, he walked towards the royal palace in the distance.

Soon came to the bottom of the royal palace.

Look at the largest building complex in the entire royal capital, the gray stone tower, stacked with high-rise spires.

There are Buddhist reliefs on it, highlighting the dignity of this palace.

Gardens, fountains, and artistic statues dot the site.

On the low walls that guarded the palace, elite soldiers were coming and going.

"Stranger, get out of here, this is not a place you can set foot in!"

The two soldiers at the gate immediately held the weapons in their hands and said vigilantly at Arka and the others.

Even though Arka didn't come at all, they just watched the palace from a place close to the city walls.

"Friend, don't be so angry, I'm just curious about what this palace looks like." Jason spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Now you see it, get out!"

The soldier looked at Arka unceremoniously.

Jason shrugged: "I did see it, I can only say that it is worthy of the wild area of the border." This palace is not as good as my grandmother's cowshed in the country. ”

Facing this foul-mouthed soldier, Jason retorted unceremoniously.

"What? You damn ......" The soldier was furious and prepared to walk up with his weapon, when his companion stopped him.

"Don't get into trouble."

"You didn't hear him." Before he could finish his sentence, a figure walked out of the gate.

None other than Balazs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are here. His Excellency Creel is already waiting for you. ”

Balazs lowered his status and said solemnly.

Seeing this behavior, the soldier's eyes widened just now. You can see the fear in his eyes. Turning his head to look at Arka and the others, he quickly lowered his head.

Arka nodded and walked in with a few people.

Silently walked past the soldier without any communication.

It wasn't until Arka and the others walked in that Balazs, who was left last, turned his head to look at the soldier.

Sensing Balazs' gaze, the soldier's face was already covered with beads of sweat.

"Hopefully you'll have the best of luck." With a calm word, Balazs followed in.

As soon as the few people left, the soldier immediately collapsed to the ground.

The colleague next to him looked at the soldier and sighed helplessly, beckoned to the soldiers on the city wall, and carried him away.

At some point, a faint pink mist had wrapped around the walls of the city and the bodies of the soldiers everywhere.

As Alka walked, he drifted all the way.

But the soldiers didn't seem to feel it at all, and still patrolled the walls. Repeating his duties countless times.

Numb and stiff, wandering out of the world.

In this way, Arka and the others walked through this winding palace, unimpeded.

Led by Balazs, he came to a large gate.

There were also two soldiers at the door.

The two soldiers were wearing heavy armor, and their strength had already answered the three-stage consummation.

Reached the limit of an ordinary person's strength.

Facing Balazs, he didn't pay any attention to it.

Facing these two soldiers, Arka directly turned his head to the few people behind him and said, "Polo, Shadetti, Matrice." The three of you will be with me, and the rest will be outside. ”

In the face of their exchange, the two soldiers seemed to be deaf and did not hear at all.

Arka swept past the two of them, pushed open the door directly, and walked in with a few people.

The moment the door opened, the two soldiers fell to the side in front of them, falling into obsession.

From beginning to end, I didn't understand everything.

At the same time, the soldiers outside were like dominoes. Fell everywhere, snoring soundly.

(End of chapter)