0356 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 62)
Having said this, Leckie slightly raised his head and glanced at Count Constable, and he saw a pair of extremely gloomy, deathly eyes.
After swallowing and spitting, the old butler pointed and said in short: "Except for the small teleportation arrays of major churches, any action to open up space in our royal court cannot avoid the eyes of the Blood Palace on the dome.
And these rice bran come from the sleeping temple of crime, which is a bit puzzling. After all, the lady in the abyss is a more extreme chaotic and evil existence than my royal court. She never plays any conspiracy, let alone does good deeds...
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"I don't know if I ask..." Count Consreimu's voice became more and more gloomy: "It's just speculation, and you didn't take into account the sudden appearance of candidates for the Lamarck game, right?
The evolution paths of those players are simply wild and imaginative, and it would not be surprising if a few weird ones emerge that can mass-produce rice bran instantly.
Forget it, you are still not qualified for this matter. I will personally send someone to find out their depth... Your next task is to personally lead a team to visit the ruins, and it is still the same ruins.
Since this time all the three team leaders and the group of players died inside without even one coming out, it is enough to show that there is a big problem.
With the strength of your [Climbing Path] rank, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with it. In addition, find two companions from the group of scholars who are like flies constantly applying for permission to explore.
When I encounter an insurmountable challenge, I will retreat. I must at least find out where that place is. Before that, I will issue this ban.
Starting tomorrow, any expedition to the ruins without permission from the House of Commons will be a capital offense in the Lower City.
In addition, although I don’t know the purpose of the two ladies who fell from the sky, I sent an order to Logist to send me all the rice bran back tomorrow.
Remember to check carefully. If the box is empty, you must ask me for the rice bran that has been transported away. There must be something fishy in the design of the box itself in the intelligence, but there is a way to take action before figuring out the real purpose of the opponent.
risky.
Therefore, this matter must be done secretly, and the guards cannot directly seize it. It is even better not to alert the snake.
Let's have that guy Logist tell the caravan members carrying the box to weigh the weight of the box. If it's empty, it should be easily discovered.
You can contact the people in the caravan who requested my services and ask them to find an opportunity to open the box and check it secretly, just in case.
No matter what conspiracy is behind this matter, as long as it is stopped at the source, it will be invincible. The Lower City of Vanbaie is the territory of my House of Commons, and not just any wild god can just come and interfere!"
To be fair, Count Consley actually wanted to send killers to deal with the Zhen Cheng sisters rather than putting pressure on Logiste.
But considering the possible relationship between the two of them in the sleeping crime church, he really didn't dare.
It's not that the Holy Emperor of God Vanbaea is afraid of Shub Gratoni, but that the tentacles that live in the abyss are simply crazy and irrational.
God knows whether the person who killed her touched some nerve in the monster and caused her to go crazy in Vanbaie. How things would end and who would suffer the consequences was something Count Consreimius could not guess, but he knew that he was definitely dead.
Of course, it is extremely low probability that killing two spokesmen walking on the ground can drive an ancient god crazy. Moreover, he has not yet figured out the identity of the Zhen Cheng sisters and whether they are related to Shabu.
Therefore, the attitude of the Speaker is more at the stage of investigating intelligence at a distance. If he really realizes that his core interests have been touched, he does not mind taking risks.
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Gaza Castle, front hall.
It was like a replay of the party at Dagoulan Field a few days ago. The gang presidents each brought a confidant to exchange cups with Zhen Cheng and Ai Luogensi.
For the first time, the gangs brought by Old Walker and Mr. Farmer entered the square inside the wooden castle wall. This was something that neither party could have imagined before.
Only Mr. Logist was running goods in the North District under Zhen Cheng's deliberate arrangement and was not present.
"You three are invited to gather together today. Do you know why?" Zhen Cheng raised his glass and smiled.
Old Walker looked dull, and Mr. Falme frowned slightly. Only the graceful Ms. Geisha answered directly: "I must have received the task assigned to me by the young lady. The last answer we handed in was
It’s a perfect match.”
When Mr. Farmer heard this, he suddenly realized: "So that's the case. No wonder that guy Logist is not here."
Zhen Cheng nodded: "You all know my purpose. After the last meeting, everything went smoothly, but when the information was ready and we had set off, we found that someone had interfered with us.
Hence the confidential letter you received before. I don't trust the other presidents, so I can only privately entrust you to help me investigate the other three.
It’s just that I sent the same secret letter four times.”
Old Walker sighed: "I don't like to be wary of each other like this. I also want to teach the lady a lesson after the results come out. I don't want people to be sinister. I realized when I saw the report sent by my subordinates that I have gained knowledge.
Instead, it’s this old bone.”
Zhen Cheng smiled casually, but no longer mentioned Lord Logist's betrayal and the trouble of the House of Commons interfering with the situation, but changed the subject:
"The answers given by the three of you are all Lord Logist. Can anyone guess what Logist's answer is?"
"You should accuse me, right?" Ms. Gesha said with a gentle smile.
There was no barrier between her and Zhen Cheng about this. They had spoken openly last time, and Zhen Cheng was fully aware that Master Logist's betrayal was related to her intelligence network.
"Yes, and no," Ms. Gesha turned her head in surprise upon hearing this, and found that Zhen Cheng looked at her with a hint of amusement:
"The report that Logist gave me not only pointed the finger directly at Ms. Gesha, but also mentioned a very detailed and specific name.
That is an important person with great hands and eyes. On weekdays, while running the industries in the South District, he is stationed next to you to solve some shady troubles for you.
Ms. Gaisha, Logist pointed out that Alan from Pomegranate Place in the South District is a crony of Count Consremius, and it was this person who leaked my whereabouts and purpose."
Hearing this, Ms. Geisha could no longer hide the bad feeling in her heart, and the smile on her face gradually distorted.
"So I checked, and it seems that this person is on duty at the wooden castle today. Geisha, would you like to talk to her face to face?"
"Let's go now." Ms. Geisha bowed deeply and lowered her head, hiding her uncertain face.