ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

"Lord Lancelot, when you read this letter, I believe you are thousands of miles away.

Trust that with your abilities, you will not encounter any danger.

Maybe you're not surprised, maybe you've already guessed the answer.

Everybody has the right to work for survival, and there's no reason why I can't see what's going on on the island. It's just that whether it's you, or someone else, you've been blinded by ** and don't want to believe what might happen.

But it did give birth.

I'm leaving Purgatory Island.

Or not just leave, before I leave, I will completely destroy this sinful place, which is exactly why I lied to you to leave.

I don't want to deal with you, my lord, if I want to kill you, I have too many ways to do it all. As you said, force is not everything, and many times it is not necessary to use force to kill a person.

But I don't want that, sir. You were my first martial arts teacher, you taught me, you instructed me, even if that was not your original intention, but I still think you are a good person, a good person. It's a pity that you lack the courage that a samurai should have, you don't dare to fight against power, and you can't let go of the worries in your heart.

But I am different, I believe that a person's strength not only needs to be proved with the sword in his hand, but the most important thing is whether he has a heart that belongs to the strong.

My lord, you already have the strength of a strong star, but you still lack the heart of a strong man, so this time, you lost to me, and I spared your life.

If nothing else, your Excellency should be in the southern part of the Reims Empire right now, and in a day's time, I will leave Purgatory Island and appear elsewhere. Under normal circumstances, I don't think we'll see each other again, and there's no need for you to go back to Purgatory Island.

Within a day, it will be reduced to rubble.

If the Reims Empire knew you were alive, they wouldn't let you go.

So, please do it yourself. With the strength of your star powerhouse, you can get a better life for yourself without having to work for the empire.

I hope you're not stupid enough to fall into the net.

Don't come to me, Lord Lancelot, it's a reminder and a piece of advice.

Believe it or not, when we meet again, I have enough strength to kill you, and at that point, I won't be merciful.

Therefore, consider this deception and exile as the price of freedom, and no one can get anything without paying some price. You are so, Hines is so, and so am I.

Even the Reims Empire...... It can't be an exception.

Break a leg.

Huey Gler. ”

Folding the letter, Lancelot let out a long breath.

The letter shocked him, but not at all.

He was not surprised at all, just as Hueyglare had already noticed the island's secrets, just as Hines was not surprised.

**Blinded to reason, but always exposed at the last moment, no matter if you win, your psychology has already been prepared.

For the Reims Empire, everything that is about to come will be a disaster, they have lost the test base they relied on to dominate and invested countless manpower and material resources to build, but for Lancelot, this is indeed a good thing.

Without Purgatory Island, the burden in my heart can be put down.

He was still young, only forty years old, and he was already a star warrior.

He still has a lot of time to explore and create his own glory.

Why not?

Lancelot thought to himself.

He smiled wryly.

Huy Glair is right, after all, he still lacks a strong heart, so that even the process of obtaining freedom is full of compulsion and helplessness.

"Thank you, Huey Glare. I think one day we'll meet again, hopefully not enemies. He said to himself.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, and then he got up and walked off into the distance.

Every day at noon, Raschel used to go to a small wine shop 500 meters away to have a drink, order a few side dishes, and slowly taste the taste of leisure.

Although he is not usually very busy.

Although the work of the Legal Affairs Department sounds intense and exciting, most of the time, it is faced with some trivial things.

For example, the pig raised by an uncle is lost, or the kitten raised by a nobleman climbs under a tree and does not come.

Sometimes he really hopes that Shenzhen and Hong Kong can have some big cases, so that he can show his skills.

Alas, I really miss that case for seven years, a sixth-rank samurai killed the man of his mistress, a nobleman, in order to take possession of his mistress permanently. After that, he began to flee all the way, killing people along the way.

The warrior was eventually captured at Winrington, and he was promoted by grabbing him with his own hands.

At that time, many people didn't understand why a small second-level samurai was able to catch that cunning sixth-level samurai. You must know that in order to catch him, the General Administration of the Legal Administration dispatched four seventh-level samurai and three detective mages, but he escaped many times.

It was truly the most glorious experience of my life.

Oh yes, and the serial girl rape and murder case twenty-three years ago, which was also a very difficult case, and it was also solved by myself. Speaking of which, it was a big case that he solved shortly after he became an agent of the Legal Affairs Bureau, but unfortunately the murderer was saved by some big forces, and he did not receive any awards for it. It's really a bureaucracy.

Of course, the ** bureaucracy is everywhere. A red-eyed magistrate, jealous of his own talents, deliberately found fault with him from Winrington to Shenzhen, and although he became the local sheriff, in fact it was very difficult to have a future in such a remote harbor.

He didn't care about promotion, and for Raschel, only the cunning and fierce opponents were of interest to him. Despite being called the Empire's Hound by outsiders, in fact, Raschel himself enjoyed the job as a hound. He didn't care in the slightest about the contempt implied in the title. On the contrary, he believes that hobbies make a career – he loves to be a hound.

It's a pity that it's getting harder and harder to meet a tough and valuable opponent now, and Raschel sighed helplessly at the thought of this.

Outside the liquor store, an agent from the Legal Administration probed his brain outside, and after seeing Raschel, he didn't dare to come in after thinking about it, so he could only shout outside: "Lord Raschel, the director is looking for you." ”

"Didn't I say that? I hate it when people bother me at this time. Raschel replied lazily.

"Yes...... Yes, there are big cases that need you to get involved. ”

"Big case?" Raschel immediately came to his senses, and he hurried out and shouted, "What is the case?"

"I don't know, sir. All I knew was that Master Chakra was here. He asked the commissioner to send his best agents with him immediately. ”

"Chakra, the earth warrior who has to sail from Deep Harbor every month?" Raschel immediately realized that this time there was really a big case.

In the Attorney-Political Office, Raschel finally saw the golden-armored warrior who had always been arrogant. But this time, Chaclay's face was already filled with panic, fear and helplessness.

After seeing Raschel, Chakra immediately said: "Mr. Raschel, all of the following are the top secrets of the Empire, and I want you to swear that you must use your life to ensure the existence of this secret, and you must not divulge a single secret." ”

: This chapter has a small number of words, please forgive me. Because it's my habit to write one chapter at a time. When the lecture is finished, it is finished, and the word count is never considered. It was so before, and it is now. Even if it is on the shelves, there will be no habit of not having enough words to make up the whole number. Therefore, the number of words in the chapters is often very unstable, some as many as seven or eight thousand, and some as two or three thousand words.

In addition, it will explode after it is put on the shelf. But again, there is no such thing as a manuscript that does not wait to be put on the shelves.

Because the number of words on the shelves has long been determined. I'm going to explode now, but it's just early on the shelves. It's impossible for me to blow up all the hundreds of thousands of manuscripts for free, and then I don't know what to do after I put them on the shelves.

These two points will be explained to you clearly. Thank you all and hope for continued support.