"These guys don't know you're a lord noble, hehe. Josephine, the coachman, said with a smile. "This is much more valuable than those ordinary noble lords who only have false titles. ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Garon scolded lightly, "In this situation, there should be many lords and nobles who have lost their territory and can't support their families, right?"

"Yes, there is. Josephine put away her smile, "The old man I used to work for was like this, he didn't buy much property in the royal capital, and the wealth he brought was lost on the way, and he disbanded us after he couldn't support us in a few days, and the family path of hundreds of years declined, alas"

Garon was silent, just listening to Josephine.

From the mouth of this coachman who was employed by many nobles, he did hear a lot of unknown gossip. There was often mutual communication between their coachmen, and when everyone got together to brag, it was calculated that the number of territorial nobles who still had strength in the entire royal capital would not exceed four hundred. Compared with the huge group of tens of thousands of nobles, this is simply a drop in the ocean.

Originally, Josephine was also depressed because she was fired, but she didn't expect to receive Lala's employment, and suddenly her voice in the coachman was different. Although Lord Garon's reputation is not very good, he is indeed a high-ranking nobleman, and it is said that he also has a close relationship with many powerful nobles.

The carriage passed through the black block, circled around the royal palace for half a circle, and finally left the royal capital again, and after passing through a checkpoint, there was a large yellow-green meadow in front of it.

The meadows are yellow-green, yellow-green, dotted with some red-fruited bushes.

This meadow is located on the Zuihou side of the black complex of the royal capital. It is surrounded by a large circle of black stone walls, forming a large oval range.

After the carriage drove through the meadow for a while, it gradually became possible to see a huge lake in the center.

"That's Lake Wells. It is the source of water for the entire royal capital, in addition to the Walsburg where you are going, there is also the royal capital water supply bureau here. Josephine, the coachman, seemed to be no stranger to this place.

On the straight lane, there were also some single-person open-top carriages heading towards Wellsburg, and from time to time groups of fast horse riders passed by the side of the Gareon carriage, coming and going, and there were not a few pedestrians on foot.

The traffic on the lane gradually increases. The carriage also slowed down.

After about ten minutes, a small gray-white stone castle finally appeared in front of me.

The small fort was built on the water by the lake. Only an arched stone bridge at the entrance is connected to the shore and rests on the grass.

The castle appears to be a wall made of rubble that looks like a cobblestone floor. It's all made of fine stones. It is topped with four spires. Four dots arranged in a square. There is also a blackened chimney on the sloping roof in the middle.

From a distance, Garon's small fort is not large, it is about the size of a two-storey residential building, and there is a black street lamp standing on the stone arch bridge at the entrance. There were two people standing on the bridge talking in whispers, both wearing the same black skirts as Garon.

The carriage drove Galleon to the clearing on the left side of the stone bridge and stopped.

"It's time to get there. ”

"Hmm. You go back first, don't wait for me. Garon lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage and walked straight to the stone arch bridge.

Past the two who were chatting. Walk along the arched bridge to the entrance of the small castle.

After walking through the dark doorway, there is a meeting room connected on both sides. The walls are covered with all sorts of strange ornaments, most of which are white bone ornaments of different shapes. There are white antler-like bones, huge thick leg bones, and long skulls the size of basketballs.

In front of a counter on the right side of the living room, there sat a white-skinned girl wearing glasses, wearing a gray standard skirt. Seeing Garon walk in, the girl immediately smiled politely.

"Hello, you are the Viscount Garon who has come to report, right? We have been notified that your portrait is recorded here, please show your identification. ”

Garon took out a certificate issued by Emperor Bixia, a hard certificate with gold patterns.

The white-skinned girl took it and checked it carefully, then recorded the key information in the notebook and handed it back to Garon.

"Please wear this. Go to the second room on the right and someone will receive you. ”

She handed over a black, gold-rimmed badge with a gold pattern of letters Z inside.

Garon followed her instructions and walked into the room on the right and walked through to the innermost small room.

The layout of the small room is similar to that of the hall, the walls are decorated with white bones, and there are two men and a woman in it who are arguing about something, and when they hear the footsteps, they immediately stop speaking, and are silent for a while.

When Garon walked in, two black dresses, a man and a woman, glanced at him, and the brown-haired black dress armor had fingers in his hair, sitting with his head down, his chest constantly rising and falling, obviously not yet stable.

Garon ignored them and walked straight to a depression on the left side of the room.

Wow

With a muffled sound, the wall automatically split into a passage, revealing a downward sloping tunnel.

The inside of the tunnel is inlaid with a long strip of glass, which directs the light from the outside in, and it feels like a skylight.

Garon walked in calmly.

"Welcome, welcome, Viscount Garontery Jones. A fat man with a bloated body greeted him with cheerful steps, grabbing Garon's hand and holding it vigorously.

"I am Bera, a vice-city consul from the distant Hildun, and now the head of the hidden royal capital. We are overjoyed to have you here!"

With a smile on his face, the fat man pulled Garon forward enthusiastically and hurriedly, introducing the situation as he walked down the tunnel.

"You just came here and don't know the situation. The structure of our secret organs is the General Headquarters, the General Headquarters, the Sub-Bureaus, the Regional Divisions, and the Special Units. These five structures are bifurcated layer by layer, covering the entire Covetan. This is our Covetan General Bureau, which is in charge of five sub-bureaus, each of which manages each regional division, and there are many groups under it. You're the deputy team leader we need the most. ”

"It's a tough situation right now, and we've lost a number of team leaders in succession. Even though you're only a deputy team leader, you'll become the official team leader as soon as you complete the Trials mission. Here we are. Whether it is the headquarters, the general bureau, or the sub-bureau, including the regional department-level units, they are all based on the group. The group at the headquarters was the most powerful, followed by the group from the General Directorate, and then the sub-bureau. And so on. The fat man quickly explained.

"If the team of the regional department level unit cannot solve the problem, it will be reported to the sub-bureau for review. If there is still no way to dispatch the sub-bureau team, it will be reported to the General Bureau, and that's it. Until the headquarters. You are now part of a group unit under our Covetan General Headquarters. It's a troublesome situation right now. The situation is being reported in various places, and it is difficult to solve it. Most of our manpower has also been dispatched, there are only ten teams in total, eight are sent out, one is left to sit in the headquarters, and one is dealing with the task of the royal capital itself. Just hearing that you were coming, Emperor Bixia greeted you in advance"

"Wait, you said you're just the head of the royal capital district, so since this is the Covetan General Bureau, what about the sub-director here?" Garon interrupted.

"The capital travel mission has gone," the fat man took out a white handkerchief and wiped his sweat. I don't know why, this Garon Lord is completely different from the image shown on the profile. The information is gentle and polite, loves beautiful women (once hooked by Roses), and likes poetry.

But the man in front of him looked like a humanoid beast, with fair skin, a very soft complexion, and a faint smile, but with the strange three-point red dot at the center of his eyebrows, it gave people a creepy feeling.

It's really weird, it's obviously a very gentle smile, how can it look as scary as it is?

The fat man's heart was shocked.

"Now that there is a serious shortage of manpower, there is a matter that provokes the majesty of the secret organs, and the chief of the bureau is furious, and he goes out on a mission with the strongest silver team. It is estimated that it will be a week before I can return. Now here is me in charge for the time being. ”

"So is it good for me to join this secret mechanism?" Garon asked the most crucial question.

"You have the qualifications for high-level intelligence sharing within the Royal Alliance, and you have a very large amount of resources and financial income every month. You are exempt from killing and have the right to decide for yourself if you are untitled. You also have the power of compulsory expropriation, which allows you to expropriate external non-knight titles against the enemy in an emergency, and if the other party does not comply, it will be a violation of the law and a war crimes wanted. The fat man seems to be very familiar with this, and a mouth is just a slippery mouth, crackling and throwing it all out.

"The most important thing is that you can enjoy the master-level custom totem and repair totem services in any place in the Royal Alliance according to your level, and of course the cost is your own. ”

"Tsk so big right. After hearing this, Garon couldn't help but take a slight breath.

Although he killed so many people outside, in fact, if he dared to kill people within the scope of the royal alliance, he would immediately be surrounded and exterminated by the top powerhouses in the country. And with this identity, it is obvious that it is possible to legally kill people within the scope of the alliance. No wonder Emperor Bixia is obsessed with this department, such a big power, if he is not firmly in his hands, he may stab himself at any time.

"To tell you the truth, in fact, when I joined this department, I was for that right to make my own decisions, hehe. The fat man gave Garon a wink that all men would know. "When you encounter a beautiful girl, just find a reason to make your own judgment, you know. ”

Garon was speechless. At this time, he remembered the reasons for the destruction of the country in the original history, one was that the emperor was assassinated, and the other was that the power of the special department was too great, and the public anger was too great. It is estimated that the cause is the fat man in front of him.

"And what are we going to pay?" asked Garon again.

"Obey the command of your superiors, your superior is the Marquis of Yawei, he is the deputy director of the General Bureau, and he manages everyone in the Nine Color Squad. Of course, with your rank, you will be delegated to the sub-bureau, and at the very least, you will be the director of the sub-bureau and the deputy director. So you can also transfer some of the people below to command. As a secret agency, we are responsible for solving all the duties and affairs within our jurisdiction, and everything that involves special areas such as assassination, rebellion, turmoil, and espionage is our business. To put it simply, we are in charge of everything in the shadows. When you have nothing to do, everyone is leisurely and happy, and when you have something, you have to go out and work hard. ”

"Understood. Garon understood.

The two of them walked all the way, turning countless corners until the light above them was a little dim, and the glass pillars on the stone wall could be seen through, and the blue crystal water above them could be seen.

Finally, a small passage was turned into the front, and there were two opposite rooms, each with two brass nameplates.

Garon glanced at the nameplate. One is red and the other is orange.

He was dragged by the fat man into an underground room on the left.

Inside the room was a long conference table, with four or five people sitting sparsely around it. They were all wearing lighter gray skirts, and they all wore hoods with low expressions.

Seeing Garon come in, these people didn't say anything, just went about their own things, the two women were chatting together, and the two men, one old and one young, were discussing something. There was also a leg directly on the table, the hood pulled down to cover his face, and there was a faint snoring sound.

"This is your red group, from today onwards, they will be your team, I will leave first. You're in for yourself. The fat man dropped his words and hurried away.

"What do you mean by me?" Garon hadn't figured out the specifics yet, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart as he watched the fat man run through the door.

He stood in the doorway, and saw a circle of people in the room doing their own thing, and no one paid attention to him, and these people occupied all the chairs, intentionally or unintentionally, and did not leave him a place to sit on.

"Does anyone know about the situation, can you tell me what's going on?" Garon smiled harmlessly.

The old man and the young man who were discussing something in the room suddenly paused, and the white-haired old man raised his head and squinted at him.

"Young man, you're the new team leader who came over?"

"According to the fat man, I really am. Garon showed his badge.

"You're going to go back and forth from where you want. The old man shook his head, "This place is not something you can get into as a hairy boy. ”

Garon smiled and didn't say much.

"Isn't this the group I'm in charge of?" (To be continued......)