Chapter 522
Imperial Capital, a street somewhere.
The cold spring rain is still falling, making the mottled soil walls on both sides look old; there is no silhouette to be found in the empty street, only the cold wind passing by the ear echoes sternly.
It looks like an abandoned street, no different from the gutter alleys of Eboden or the slum area of the small town.
The black hair wizard followed the night watchman silently, and kept looking around.
The narrow streets are lined with dilapidated houses on both sides, and muddy roads underneath; judging from the degree of damage to the streets, it has been at least ten years.
Loren secretly said in one's heart.
The night watchman who represents the emperor’s eyeliner and poison blade... What will their headquarters look like?
Forest walls, towers stand in great numbers, dense eyeliners, five steps one defense, ten steps one sentry...Barbed wire, iron railings, wizard towers, dungeons, gallows, whip fetters, crosses Locks, iron shackles, bed of nails, iron maiden...cough cough cough.
It may also be like the night watchman base in Eboden...the sewers, prisons, weapon racks, test stands, various intelligence eyeliners...all in all, it is an underground fortress, but it must be more severe than Eboden’s , More secretive.
But no matter which one it is, it will definitely not be the one in front of you.
The exquisite and small three-story clock tower, the stone path in front of the door is barely tidy, and there are very beautiful small flower beds on both sides... It looks like it is often taken care of.
"We're here, this is the headquarters of the night watchman."
"You must be kidding?"
"No, I'm serious, just Here."
"..."Loren Torino.
As the voice fell, the indifferent night watchman stepped forward and pushed open the door; the black hair wizard who followed closely from behind did not forget to look closely at the furnishings in the tower.
Slightly old candlesticks, slightly yellowed carpets and walls, a few tables and chairs, plus a fireplace... There is nothing to surprise, just an ordinary living room.
How to say, uh... a bit unexpected.
"Let’s drink something first."
Seeing that the black hair wizard has already sat down, the indifferent Edward walked up to the fireplace wine rack very skillfully, and poured a lot of them. Cup of malt liquor, one of them was stuffed into Loren's hand, and a plate of fruit and blueberry pudding was handed over.
"The drinks here are not great, but the food is very fresh...all are from the Imperial Family Manor outside the Imperial Capital, originally only serving things from the Celestial Vault."
" It’s early today...If it’s a little later, there will be a dedicated person responsible for delivering fresh fruits, vegetables and meat."
"..."
Look at the crystal bubbles in the hands. Drinks, the confused black hair wizard glanced at Edward on the opposite side; the indifferent night watchman turned a blind eye, each minding their own business picked up the knife and expertly enjoyed the blueberry pudding on the table.
Before Loren hadn’t reacted yet, Edward was already very skilled in getting a dry firewood to light the fireplace. Above the warm fire, there was also a stand that seemed to have prepared the ingredients for a long time. A soup pot with potatoes, onions and beef.
A full quarter of an hour, two people finished a plate of fruit, half a blueberry pudding, and three glasses of malt liquor-if the soup pot is still on the stove, maybe another bowl of stew .
If this is a comic, a huge question mark has definitely appeared above Loren's head.
I am sitting in the most dangerous, terrifying, and most secret place in the entire empire.
In the headquarters of the notorious night watchman...
Sitting in front of the warm fireplace, drinking ale and eating blueberry pudding...
What is it? Are they crazy, or are they crazy?
Playing with the fork in his hand boringly, Loren's mouth was filled with a sneer of irony; from the time he entered the door to the present, the night watchman who has not spoken the truth in front of him has actually revealed a lot of information.
The remote but unobtrusive night watchman headquarters;
A place where you can directly receive the Imperial Family Manor tribute;
There is no one, but there is a soup pot The tower;
There is also a night watchman who is uncharacteristically and no longer indifferent...
All kinds of unusual signs, almost like a book spread out in front of the black hair wizard Books, unreservedly written on the secrets that people want to conceal; but Loren has no interest in evasive, nor is he too lazy to guess what Edward wants to do.
He is waiting, waiting for this guy to speak for himself.
After using the last blueberry pudding, the indifferent night watchman slowly raised his head, his cold eyes seemed to be able to insight into everything:
"You seem to be a little abnormal today."
"No, you are the one who is abnormal."
"Yes, but you never said anything." Edward's expression moved slightly: "Before, you have already forced me to take all of this I’ve explained everything clearly."
The black hair wizard shrugged and raised his mouth slightly: "Because I have figured out two things... First, Edward of Eboden is the most qualified night watchman, but not Will easily die for Root Infinite."
A trace of astonishment flashed in the night watchman's eyes, and he understood Loren's meaning for a moment.
Route Infinite... is not the same as the night watchman.
"Secondly, Seran Kovo is just your excuse. He is not in your hands now...In other words, he is not under the control of the night watchman."
In a moment, Edward's pupils shrank suddenly; black hair wizard slightly smiled.
Until this moment, he finally understood.
Put yourself in and think about it, what would you do if Seran Kovo was in your hands?
It's very simple, nothing can be done.
Edward knows himself very well...yes, he cares about the wizard apprentice very much, but he hasn’t used it to threaten him... Lussac Kovo is dead, the Imperial Family wizard Academy Has won the victory of the imperial trial.
In other words, Seran Kovo’s value has long ceased to exist. He is just an apprentice who has lost the possibility of becoming a wizard... This statement is very unpopular, but it is the coldest reality. .
Because of this... Edward deliberately said that he used Seran Kovo to "blackmail", but he was telling himself that the current night watchman did not threaten his own capital, and he even dared not do anything to himself for the time being.
If this is the case, then his purpose of staying here... is very interesting.
The night watchman with a surprised expression seemed very nervous, his right hand holding the knife never let go; after only one minute, the indifferent Edward tugged at the corner of his mouth and threw the knife at it. On the table.
What happened to yourself?
This guy in front of me is Loren Torino... the guy who can survive in the hands of Evil God, traverse the glacial wasteland, and still be intact in front of thousands of monsters.
Although it is difficult to tell, but...I am indeed not his opponent, even if I want to keep this guy here, I am very reluctant.
"They are already planning to do it."
Edward picks the corner of his mouth stiffly, opening the mouth and said dryly.
"en?" The black hair wizard was taken aback.
"The previous time in the tavern...The night watchman of Imperial Capital has already begun to notice, thinking that I am secretly helping you." The voice of the night watchman has several points of bitter, sighed heavily.
"So fast?" Loren frowned slightly.
"Not only this time, but also before..." Edward indifferently said: "In addition, there is the most recent one."
"Recently?"
"Do you really think that... the night watchman and the church don't know that there is decisive evidence in Lussac's laboratory? That's a trap... to wait for you to jump in."
Speaking of which Edward's expression also changed a little: "A total of eight Imperial Capital night watchmen, all of them the most elite spies, are in charge of ambushing Ain Rand and Lucien-even I didn't get the information in advance, probably they had already suspected me at that time. Is it?"
"But it turned out...eight people skeleton doesn't exist!"
"The blood was squeezed out, and none of the bones in the whole body was intact, just like being killed It's forcibly crushed... Knocking the bones and squeezing the marrow is simply an unheard-of death!"
Loren's expression was slightly stiff.
Knock the bones and squeeze the marrow...
Difficult, is it possible that what you do I don’t know what’s going on." Edward was slightly nodded and sighed: "Anyway, because of this, I have become the focus of suspicion. They may have to do it next!"
"This Is it... Lut Infinite's meaning?"
"It should not be, but at least he acquiesced." Edward's eyes were dim and his voice hoarse:
"Loren, they 'S goal is you!"