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"The investigation into the demise of the Manticore-thudon mercenary group has been completed, and I am not responsible for you. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) So from now on, you reinstate the authority of the inquisitor, as well as the duties of secretary. ”

Before bidding farewell to Curt, Olga made a righteous announcement. This is a strong support for Curt and it is enough to benefit him a lot.

Because Olga has high prestige, many outlaws have nothing to hide under his eyes. At this point, Olga resumes all of his duties, and the subtext is that he believes that Curt has nothing to do with Napier's killing. Olga's statement is crucial, and anyone who wants to doubt Curt in the future will have to think twice. Without sufficient evidence, they are challenging Olga's authority.

"Thank you, Honorable Inquisitor. ”

Curt said goodbye to Olga respectfully and left the trial hall surrounded by a large number of inquisitors. The inquisitors scrambled to congratulate Curt and tried to convince him. In their eyes, Curt has overcome a barrier that can be called a moat, and he has become promising again. Olga dared to stand up for Curt at a sensitive moment, apparently taking Curt extremely seriously.

Curt replied noncommittally and casually, and at the same time walked out of the door that others had helped open. The cold air greeted him, which lifted his spirits. In the scattered snow, Curt looked out at the main tower in the distance. He could really feel that he was getting closer to his goal.

Despite the difficult future, Curt has been able to compete with the likes of Jason and Evra. Even more powerful than them, only Ioham is left in the Thousand Laws City.

"No, and Van Rendel. ”

Curt whispered to himself, recalling the Faceless Steward, shrouded in mystery. At that time, Van Rendel came unexpectedly, and after a few words, he flew away. Curt couldn't see Van Lundel's strength clearly, and he couldn't even make a rough guess. He was intrigued by Van Lundel's true identity, and wondered which High Mage could be the Faceless Leader's steward.

Because the Faceless are one of Eoreham's most trusted and powerful forces. And Van Lundel rules over all the Facelesss, and knows the true identity of all the Facelesss, which means that he is Ioham's number one henchman. If Van Rendel doesn't like Curt, it will inevitably affect Ioham's perception of Curt. As Curt climbed, he didn't want Van Lundel to get in the way.

Curt thought about the countermeasures for a while, and finally gave up. He knew too little about Van Rendel to build a foundation against him. Curt then threw aside the question and calmly jumped down the cliff that carried the trial hall. He descended to the ground with his featherfall technique, and walked briskly towards the central city.

A few minutes later, Curt met with Rankit. This time they made an appointment in a restaurant owned by Rankit, which was also richly decorated. In the VIP room on the third floor, Lankate had waited for Curt for twenty minutes. He knew that Curt had gone to meet Olga, so he didn't mean to blame Curt for being late. Lan Kate just made a 'please' gesture towards the table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and said very politely:

"Come, let's talk while we eat. ”

"Thank you. ”

Curt honestly sat down in his chair, picked up his knife and fork and began to eat. Lan Kate pinched the crystal glass and sipped the wine inside. He watched Curt eat half of the steak, and then said slowly:

"You're overdoing it, Curt. Evra is not a fool, he doesn't just fight Jason. I have to admit, you did a beautiful job and didn't leave a single trace. But...... While complimenting you on your ability and creativity, I would like to say that too whimsical methods will only lead to self-defeat. And you're not careful enough, it's like a thick leaf. Have you ever wondered what Napier would have done if I had told Sù Evra what he had given birth to the day before Napier was killed? ”

"I thought about it, but in fact I didn't do anything. ”

Curt swallowed the steak and calmly picked up a napkin to wipe his hands. He looked at Lan Kate without feeling, and said to the other party who squinted his eyes:

"I repeated, I didn't do anything. If that had something to do with me, you wouldn't have been able to get away with it. Napier deserved it, but he died by coincidence. I was interrogated by the Olga people for a long time, and it was bad enough. Anyway, you know, I don't have anything to do with Catherine. If you're framing me for her, then there's no point at all. ”

"Sounds reasonable, but by putting me in your place, I'll try to provoke Jason and Evra to fight among themselves, and then sit on the fisherman's side. ”

Kate twitched the corners of her mouth a little mockingly, and leaned back into the chair. Curt drank half a glass of juice in one go, and then said in a cold tone:

"I want to be famous, not to be famous. I'm in my early twenties this year, and I haven't lived long enough. Offending Jason in exchange for prestige is not the same thing as killing Napier and fighting Evra for his life. If I had been that stupid, I would have died years ago. To be honest, if Ramsey hadn't forced me to get off the stage, I wouldn't have been able to play with Jason's tiger whiskers. So it's even more impossible to have a mortal feud with Evra for some reason, I don't have three heads and six arms to be able to deal with him and Jason at the same time. ”

"Sounds like you're a little clever. ”

A feminine voice reminiscent of a poisonous snake suddenly sounded, and someone pushed the door and walked in. The man who came was a man of about sixty or seventy years of age, short and sturdy, and wearing a suit of robes embroidered with colorful patterns, which can only be described as flashy and exaggerated. He had a cleanly shaved beard, a goose-egg-shaped face with small thin eyes and a sharp hooked nose. The comer stared at Curt and said in a voice full of anger:

"For Olga's sake, I won't move you for the time being. But you said that my son deserved it, and I remembered that sentence. ”

"Evra's ** division?"

Curt was stunned for a moment before asking. He turned his gaze to Lankate, expressing his anger at being betrayed. Blue Kate shrugged, seeming a little helpless. Evra sneered sharply, clasped his hands behind his back, and said:

"Since you're not a murderer, then you can at least live a little longer. But I remember you, imp, and we'll see you again. ”

With that, Evra turned and left. For this raid-style eavesdropping, he used almost every relationship he could use. Since Curt was not Napier's murderer, Evra had no interest in him. Although Evra is suffering from the flames of vengeance, the mage's self-control is not enough to turn him into a mad dog that bites anyone he sees.

Curt pulled up the tablecloth and tossed all the dishes into the air. He walked out of the room with a blushing face, leaving Ranket sighing as she was covered in soup. Half an hour later, Curt quietly turned into another shop belonging to Lankate. He walked through the secret door and into the secret room, where he met Kate Rancht, dressed in a new robe.

"Well acted. Until there are new clues, Evra should no longer suspect you. ”

Lankate smiled and nodded, inviting Curt to sit down. There are only two steaks and drinks on the table, but the ingredients are exquisite. Curt let out a sigh of relief and sat down in the upholstered chair. He turned his head sideways and said weakly:

"I'm sure you must have said hello to me because it was sudden. Could it be that Evra really has the ability to threaten you to compromise in a matter of moments, so that you don't even have the time to give me a message?"

"He's a crazy old dog, you forced it. ”

Blue Kate shrugged innocently, pointing out the point for the offense. He cut off a small piece of steak, poked it with a fork and played with it, and said with some emotion:

"Evra threatened me with a fight if I didn't cooperate. I'm sure he won't do that, but he should still make some concessions to the old man who just died of his son. Patrice Evra kept an eye on me until you arrived, not giving me any chance to play tricks. Fortunately, you understood my eyes, and immediately entered the role with a clear understanding, and finally deceived him. ”

"I thought you had a cramp in the corner of your eye. ”

Curt smiled dumbly, recalling the action of Lankate trying to squeeze her eyes when she entered the VIP room of the hotel. The previous situation could be described as dangerous, and no one expected Evra to jump off the wall in a hurry. If Curt's reaction had been the slightest bit worse, he would have been attacked by Evra. Fortunately, Curt and Blue Kate have a tacit understanding between their kind, and he immediately reads the subtext of Blue Kate, so that he can escape the catastrophe.

"You have a spy on your side, or Evra wouldn't know we were in business. ”

After eliminating the steak, Curt began to work backwards as to the cause of the incident. Lan Kate naturally knew this, he nodded, and said sincerely:

"It's no surprise that mages like to listen to secrets. To have intelligence is to have power, not to mention that Evra is the elder state in charge of the intelligence agency. As an apology, the person who leaked the secret can be left to your disposal. I brought her in, and Evra used her and set her aside as an outcast. ”

"Just kill it...... Huh?"

Curt didn't intend to waste time on nobodies, and the villains who sold information didn't matter at all. But after Lan Kate slapped his palm, it turned out to be Shaman who appeared out of thin air. She was tied up into a rice dumpling, her eyes were covered with black cloth, and her mouth was stuffed with rags.

Sharman let out a 'whine' and writhed on the ground. Curt raised his forehead with his hand, showing a headache. Lan Kate looked at Curt with interest, looking forward to Curt's next reaction. Curt thought about it again and again, and finally said with a wry smile:

"Leave her to me, and I'll take care of it. ”

"Haha, we are really the same kind of people, always soft on women. ”

Kate laughed heartily and picked up her cup to toast Curt. They all think it's nice to have a friend like each other, but it's a pity that smart people and smart people often can't become real bosom friends.