Angela's Tavern is a tavern located southwest of Redcar, the imperial capital. It is located in a small corner of this red sea. Because of its remote location and the name of the tavern, which is very consistent with the characteristics of a minority tribe, many people who come to patronize this tavern
There didn't seem to be many people. After asking around on the street for a long time, Duan Qing finally found the location of this sparsely populated tavern with the incomplete adventurer map in his hand. He compared the tavern up and down.
He looked at the handwriting on the card hanging above and the small piece of paper in his hand. After a while, he let out a heavy sigh: "Okay, I suddenly remembered this mission."
He put away the note and took out a black letter that had been pressed for a long time in his arms: "The letter Hank secretly sent me before seems to refer to this place..."
"There were so many things that happened in the middle that I had already forgotten about it."
His eyes stayed on the surface of the black envelope for a moment. He pouted and raised his head. Then after a period of hesitation and preparation, he reached out and pushed open the door of the tavern in front of him. The familiar sound of the bell then echoed in his mind.
The sound of his ear slightly diverted his attention from staring at the scene inside the tavern. A man wearing a gray and black bartender uniform who was sitting behind the slanted bar and wiping the wine glass in his hand followed.
He also raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at the guest who chose to visit the tavern at this moment with a dull look: "Welcome, may I ask?"
"Someone stuffed something like this into me." After weighing it in his mind for a while, Duan Qing finally chose to take out the note that was stuffed into him first: "I followed it to find it."
"Room 201?" The bartender who took the crumpled note and stretched it out looked at the other party with a strange look: "Angela's Tavern does have room 201, but it's just a building.
It’s just an ordinary warehouse.”
"What?" Two black lines popped up on Duan Qing's face: "Did someone deliberately trick me?"
"Yes, that's it."
A calm and smiling voice then sounded in Duan Qing's ears, accompanied by a figure belonging to a middle-aged man walking slowly from the depths of the empty tavern: "I'm just giving you this thing."
Just a reminder, I just want to give you a goal while wandering around on the street. As for leaving messages about rooms..."
"I'm just asking you to stand here at the counter."
He walked up to Duan Qing and stretched out one of his hands at the same time. Duan Qing, who looked at this familiar face, then showed an enlightened smile and held his hand with the other person: "I
I should have guessed it was you, Lord Tristan."
"After all, there are not many opportunities to contact you." Tristan grinned and said, "Especially in this extraordinary period."
"That is to say... you are still in contact with the shadows?" Duan Qing raised his head and looked around the tavern: "You can actually find me accurately in a million-level big city like the Imperial Capital?"
"It is not my wish to borrow the hands of the Shadow Society."
Turning his head towards the direction of one of the wine tables near the deepest part of the tavern, Tristan, who was leading the way, replied in a low voice: "But since the current situation is extraordinary, now is not the time to care so much.
.”
"Why, do you really need this meeting?" Duan Qing, who was walking behind, asked slightly strangely: "Has the situation in the empire reached such an urgent level?"
"Whether the situation has reached this level, I can no longer make a judgment now." Tristan, who was the first to sit down, shook his head and replied: "After all, I just came here not long ago, and I am only a person in terms of status.
They are just new nobles who have returned to the country. Whether it is popularity or connections, they are much worse than any of the imperial nobles who have already lived here."
"This is not a disadvantage." Duan Qing, who also sat down, responded with a smile: "If you didn't have such a stance, you wouldn't be able to do your best to help us speak in the hall, right?"
"This position will not last long, at least not now." He let out a deep sigh, and Tristan slowly put away the smile on his face: "A Tristan who has no position at all.
Stan may still be able to say those words in the hall without fear, but with the current turbulent undercurrents in the empire, it is almost impossible to stay alone."
"Have you already gotten into trouble, Your Excellency?"
"The Amfleet Family."
After saying this name, Tristan stretched out his hand and waved in a certain direction behind Duan Qing: "When I first came to this city, the Amfleet family took good care of me. They helped me deal with it.
Some matters that are inconvenient for me to handle, you even agreed to my entrustment to take care of you..."
"As a result, their tavern is now burned down." He spread his hands towards Duan Qing, then turned to look at the bartender in gray and black uniforms who was walking forward: "I have already received so much care,
Now I can no longer maintain my neutral position...a cup of dark blue ice, thank you."
"No more, sir." The bartender holding the wine tray replied expressionlessly: "The transportation in the empire has been a little inconvenient recently, so the goods are somewhat scarce."
"...Then just an ordinary Bailan Bar." So Tristan showed a helpless expression towards Duan Qing: "Look, the impact of the Volavos incident is really big. Now it's hard to order a glass of wine that you like.
Very...well, what do you want?"
"Plain water." Duan Qing twisted his nose, waved his hand towards the bartender, and then before the other person left expressionlessly, he suddenly raised his voice and turned around as if he remembered something: "Two glasses.
"
"Why, are you thirsty after walking so long?"
He turned around and faced Tristan's smile again: "Don't worry, this time it's my treat."
"Ah, that's not the case." With an embarrassed expression on his face, Duan Qing then brought the topic back to the previous direction: "Is the Amflette family really worth what you do?"
"I know that you adventurers like to weigh interests and values, so I can introduce you to the basic situation of this family." Tristan shook his head and replied: "Of course, even without their status as the Minister of Local Affairs of the Empire
With a series of background relationships behind them and other factors, I think we should repay their kindness a little bit."
"Sure enough, you are a former candidate for the throne, and you do have some consciousness of being a king." Duan Qing shook his head in a low voice: "I hope you can restrain yourself a little bit in your future life in the empire.
Be conscious, otherwise...sooner or later you will be attacked by someone with serious intentions."
"If this matter can be resolved smoothly, I will return to the province of Santerius to continue to take care of myself." Tristan replied with a smile: "I don't want to continue this kind of struggle for power with the nobles of the empire.
Life, that kind of life is no longer suitable for me after resurrecting from the dead."
"Well, even for your future peaceful life, we have to find a way to survive this disaster." So Duan Qing sat upright: "Tell me your judgment."
"What is the emperor above us thinking now?"
Amidst the mixing sounds of ice cubes and wine constantly shaking and colliding from behind, Duan Qing, who had his hands in front of him, smiled and looked at Tristan's face. The latter crossed his arms with an indifferent expression and raised his eyebrows.
He slowly closed his eyes with a thoughtful expression: "Well..."
"His Majesty the Emperor may not be afraid of this challenge, because there are already some signs of division within the empire's nobility."
Pointing to the tops of their heads, Tristan replied thoughtfully: "The nobles may think this is a good opportunity to gain power in their own hands, but after the court meeting the day before, the positions of many nobles have also changed.
They have fully demonstrated their position and they have no intention of working together."
"Just like the holders of the throne of our Free City, everyone is scheming against the other all the time." His voice kept vibrating in Duan Qing's ears: "Some people are afraid of the consequences and are unwilling to come forward, and
Some people hope that their mortal enemies can stand in the way, and there are even some people who are visible to the naked eye and are already on the emperor's side."
"Oh? Who is it?" Recalling the processes he had witnessed in the previous court meeting, Duan Qing asked with interest: "I really want to know about such an unscrupulous nobleman."
"It was those people who hoped that Volavos would be found guilty." Tristan pointed at Duan Qing's face with a smile: "They hoped to use this to discredit your character and thereby convict those other criminals in Tanzania City.
Throw it all over your head."
"The serious crime of collaboration with the enemy placed on Volavos' head must have been specially prepared for this." Duan Qing held his chin and asked lowly: "Do they hate me so much?"
"This is just a need for competition. Whether the truth or not is actually not within the scope of their concern." Tristan shook his head and replied: "They only need to ensure the victory of the imperial power, and then get the appreciation of His Majesty the Emperor.
enough."
"I know what you want to ask. Maybe that Drenier doesn't really like these guys who are following the trend." Looking at Duan Qing's eyes silently staring at him, Tristan then added: "But
Even if they are unintentional, they will still leave an impression on His Majesty the Emperor. Although this impression will not be effective temporarily, it will play its due role somewhere one day."
"After all, that is Drenil Frekadreft, the current emperor of the empire." Recalling the scenes when he met the emperor deep in the palace, Duan Qing also sighed softly:
"To be able to rule a country like the Empire for such a long time, you should still have these little control methods."
"If the nobles of the empire cannot unite, this silent confrontation will most likely end with His Majesty the Emperor's victory." Tristan once again spoke of a more pressing topic: "His Royal Highness the Prince will be vindicated by then, and
You will also be officially the losers."
"Everyone who goes against His Majesty the Prince will receive the punishment they deserve, right?" Duan Qing replied with a wry smile: "It seems that the list His Majesty the Prince left before he left is really...
I stayed here because I had expected it."
"You can rest assured about this." As if he had mentioned something concerning, Tristan frowned slightly: "When he questioned me before, His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have revealed something.
A strange attitude”
"He doesn't seem to really intend to pin the crime on you and me." He also followed Duan Qing's example and folded his hands on the corner of the table: "He should have another purpose."
"Are you referring to the strange questions he asked in the palace?" Duan Qing recalled: "For example... people from the military?"
"The Gloria family seems to have been favored by Marshal Red recently, and His Majesty the Emperor has probably discovered this already." Tristan skipped the explanation stage directly: "If we can break up all the attacks from below.
If you drop it and sell it to Marshal Red for a huge benefit, His Majesty the Emperor may gain more."
"...Locke."
The image of an imperial officer carrying a big sword who stepped forward to assist him in the battle at the last moment appeared in his mind. Duan Qing couldn't help but mutter aloud: "His Majesty the Emperor plans to use his son's face to betray Glo."
A favor from the Rhea family?”
"That's right, but no matter how much you sell it, this favor is just a bonus."
The footsteps belonging to the bartender were approaching slowly in the direction of the two people. Tristan replied in a low voice: "His Majesty the Emperor's main target must be that person."
"That person who can still be accepted even if Prince Chris causes such a big farce, who can easily ignore such a serious crime, and who can be targeted by the emperor's approval." He took the piece handed over by the bartender.
The glass of wine was filled with ice, and his swaying eyes swayed back and forth with the glass: "She disappeared during the trial that His Royal Highness directed and acted on that day."
"...Now it's okay, all the imperial nobles seem to be looking for her." Duan Qing took a deep breath: "Do you value that woman so much?"
"Of course, not to mention her own strength that can be called a top powerhouse, her identity is already a huge weight." Tristan blinked his eyes: "Although with this identity, I still have no idea.
There was no investigation.”
"Use the power of the Shadow Society to investigate...Aren't you afraid of arousing the emperor's vigilance?"
"Don't worry, this tavern is relatively safe."
Raising the wine glass in his hand, Tristan gestured towards Duan Qing's position: "And you are a bigger target in front of me. They even put you and your family in order to investigate you.
The companions were stuck in Anfu Rose's room for three whole days... Well, what's wrong with you?"
"nothing."
After taking the two glasses of boiled water handed over by the bartender, Duan Qing let out a few inexplicable chuckles and then turned around and placed one of the glasses of water on another empty wine table behind him.
"Let's continue."
This chapter has been completed!