In the basement, under the dim incandescent light above his head, Kamado Tanjuro stared with some surprise at the two Kyoto Supreme Knife Twelve Knives forged by Kamado's ancestors lying flat on the anvil, his eyes filled with difficulty.
Concealed surprise.
He turned his head and his eyes fell again on the man in front of him who was wearing a mask, sunglasses and a peaked cap, and was dressed a little strangely. His voice didn't seem to be much softer than his own.
He's an unusual guy.
Kamado Tanjuro sighed silently in his heart.
Higashino Principle looked around at the forging room under the fisherman's house.
In addition to anvils, there are also smelting tools such as iron tongs and hammers. The ventilation and exhaust in the basement are also very good. It can be said that although it is a small house, it has all the internal organs, but it seems that the dust on the ground is not often taken care of.
"Do you also run a forging side business on weekdays?" Higashinohara couldn't help but ask.
"Not on weekdays."
Kamado Tanjuro scratched his back and said with a smile, "But the Kamado clan has an ancestral motto that no matter where the descendants move, they must prepare a smelting room for emergencies."
Hearing Kamado Tanjuro's words, Higashinohara hesitated and said, "Then are you confident in repairing and recasting my two swords?"
"Guest, where are you from?"
Kamado Tanjuro patted his chest confidently and said without thinking, "The Kamado clan's ancestral craftsmanship, we are natural swordsmiths."
As he finished speaking, Kamado Tanjuro rubbed the fingertips of his right hand slightly, and a small crimson flame suddenly burned and jumped on his fingertips.
Red flame?
Higashinohara recognized this talent sequence 31 ability.
For a moment, he couldn't help but look at Kamado Tanjuro with slight surprise.
In my impression, there are very few people with abilities of this blue high-risk sequence who are as content with the status quo as ordinary fishermen like the man wearing a fishing jumpsuit in front of me.
"Ancestors without the ability to awaken can still smelt meteorite iron and forge the world-famous Twelve Skills of the Supreme Sharp Sword."
Kamado Tanjuro extinguished the flames on his fingertips and said with a smile, "It would be extremely unfilial if his descendants awakened the ability of fire and were unable to repair his old man's sword."
"Sorry, I was worrying too much."
Higashinohara glanced at the two broken blades laid flat on the anvil and felt a little relieved.
Since the other party has shown his ability, and this is the address given by Dusk of [Dawn of Scarlet].
There is no doubt about Huang Wan's intelligence ability. He would never hand over this address to him without full confidence. Higashinohara doesn't have to worry about any scams.
Next, both parties signed a contract and agreed on a three-day period for picking up the knife.
Today, Higashinohara prepaid a deposit of 5,000 tacos for the restoration and recasting. Including the final payment, the total was 20,000 tacos, using part of his savings in Flagship Bank.
The price is not expensive, and can even be said to be a bit too affordable.
If I guessed correctly, the ancestral precepts of the Kamomen clan must have also warned future generations.
——Everyone who can possess a big sharp knife is an extraordinary person. If the lion asks for a big price, then it is very likely that his life will be spent.
Go to Kyoto.
Adjudication Division Headquarters.
When the empress Dorothy Alita, who flew back to Beijing, stepped into this black building again,
Almost from the moment she stepped through the door, she noticed countless eyes falling on her.
But only for a moment.
The next second,
These sights soon disappeared.
Living in this building, everyone is very cautious, and no one will easily take sides before the undercurrent surges into turbulent waves.
Only Youdao kept his eyes on her shoulders.
Follow her into the building, take the elevator together, walk through the tight corridors, and finally push open the door of the dark conference room.
Empress Dorothy Alita saw the owner of this sight.
The second judge.
Demon Sword Puso Wiseman.
"Long time no see."
Pusho Wiseman lazily leaned on the sofa in the conference room, folding his hands in front of his knees, with a gentle smile on his delicate face, and said to the empress Dorothy Alita with a smile.
From the moment she opened the door of the conference room, the empress, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, her eyes fell on the elegant young man sitting on the sofa. Behind the black veil, she said straight to the point with a cold face:
"As I said, the clown is mine."
Puso Wiseman heard the other party's words go straight to the topic without any greetings. The gentle smile at the corner of his mouth gradually faded away. He shrugged and asked:
"so what?"
"The Eagle Bureau and the Black Robe Enforcement Team of Tagos have stopped hunting the clown." Empress Dorothy Alita said in a cold tone, "But some people seem to be still holding on to it. I heard
"Two days ago, several circuses in Baling County were filled with blood overnight."
She said "someone".
But the gaze from the pair of dark blue almond eyes under the veil was like a sharp knife piercing towards Puso Wiseman, who was sitting lazily on the sofa.
The demon sword Puso Wiseman looked at the empress Dorothy Alita quietly for two seconds, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face again.
He did not answer the question. Instead, he lowered his eyes and said to himself:
"Everything has a price. You said that the clown is a bad person, so can I consider the matter of assassinating the judge under my command?
It can also be counted on your head."
Pusso Wiseman's emotions were undisguised.
He didn't need any excuse that his Inquisitor was having an affair with the Dawn Rebels.
To take a step back, even if this is true, then he can only kill his people.
What he now believes is,
Since someone killed his people,
Then someone has to pay the price.
Empress Dorothy Alita looked at the man in front of her who was most afraid of her except the old man who had been sitting there for decades and never made a move, and the man who exuded an aura like a cold and poisonous snake.
.
She took a slight breath, but her tone was still as cold and indifferent as she said, "The clown is mine. If you really want to settle it, then what if it's mine?"
The voice fell,
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became stagnant!
Although the twelve adjudicators of the Adjudication Department are not monolithic, and there is even competition among each other, it is limited to low-sequence adjudicators below A level.
As for the handsome young man in front of him, but with a hint of inexplicable madness and murderous intent in the corner of his mouth, who enjoys hunting and collecting souvenirs all day long, almost no one among the twelve adjudicators is willing to touch his fate.
However, today, Empress Dorothy Alita's words were full of tit-for-tat, and the temperature in the conference room seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.
"Okay, very good."
Demon Sword Pusuo Wiseman stared at Empress Dorothy Alita with his eyes that had completely suppressed his smile, and suddenly shook his head gently and said:
"You're starting to make me feel strange. It shouldn't be said to be 'disgusting'. I rarely hate others. You know the consequences."
"Are you threatening me?"
Empress Dorothy Alita said coldly.
"No, no, no, how could you think so?"
The demon sword Pusuo Wiseman shook his head in denial, slightly raising the corners of his mouth mixed with madness and murderous intent, "I'm just telling you a fact. The people who disgust me are far closer to death than the people who become my prey.
Some."
Speaking of this, Demon Sword Pusuo Wiseman glanced sideways at Dorothy Alita and suddenly said:
"Actually, I'm curious as to what gave you the illusion that you can fight against me."
"Is it the Adjudication Division's publicity over you, the so-called 'Number One Genius', that has made you lose yourself? Or is it that you are also coveting the position of the First Adjudicator in a few years and want to decide the outcome with me in advance? And
Or rather."
Demon Sword Pusuo Wiseman glanced at Dorothy Alita with a half-smile, and said slowly:
"The 'clown' who assassinated my inquisitor is very important to you?"
Hearing his last words, Empress Dorothy Alita's eyebrows trembled slightly, but she still said indifferently:
"Protecting the people under your command is just the duty of the judge. Aren't you threatening me for Methius?"
"Ho ho ho"
without warning,
Sitting on the sofa, Pusuo Wiseman, the demon sword, covered his face with his right hand and let out a burst of laughter. It seemed that he did not expect that Empress Dorothy Alita would give such an answer.
Immediately, he suddenly wiped his face, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards the empress Dorothy Alita at the door of the conference room.
As he walked, he chuckled and shook his head and said:
"It seems you are really...
I can’t wait to live until I’m tired of it.”
Dorothy Alita stood motionless, showing no signs of panic.
After approaching, the demon sword Pusuo Wiseman stopped and stared at the black gauze on Dorothy Alita's face.
The sinister gaze seemed to pierce through the veil, and he continued to talk to himself:
"Yes, there are people watching above. I won't touch you now. But you should also know very well that you are just an investment for him, a bet with the old fox in the family behind you."
Pusho Wiseman, who once again took steps towards the door of the conference room, showed a joking smile and raised his hands to applaud:
"You prove your worth with your talent, but 'value' is born in comparison."
"Who do you think, you or me, will be more valuable to the Adjudication Division in the future?"
Suddenly, as he was about to pass by Puso Wiseman, he turned around and put his index finger up to his mouth.
Dorothy Alita whispered "Shh" in her ear, and said with a weird smile:
"I know you have the answer in your heart."
"so,
Please look forward to that day.”
After the curling words fell, the weird and cold laughter lingered in his ears, and the figure of the demon sword Pusuo Wiseman had disappeared into the corridor outside the conference room.
The indifferent empress Dorothy Alita stood in front of the door of the conference room for a long time. A bitter smile suddenly appeared under her black veil.
her plan
It shouldn't be like this.
Originally, she planned to maintain a "superficial colleague" relationship with that man, wait until the [Border Gate] of Wano Country opened again, and then go to the world behind the [Border Gate] under the jurisdiction of the other man to find what she needed.
But now.
All plans seem to have changed.
Do you regret being so impulsive?
Suddenly, the young man's delicate features appeared in his mind, and Empress Dorothy Alita let out a sigh of relief.
She knew that Higashinohara was very strong,
But she knew more clearly in her heart how terrifying this man known as the "Demon Sword" was, and that he would only die if he encountered him.
Then, she can come alone.
because,
He is hers.
evening,
Patton County, Upper Kyoto Metropolitan Area,
White Swan Harbor.
In a suite of a mid-range hotel, four men and one woman were crowded in front of the computer in the same room. The atmosphere was inexplicably tense at this juncture.
Feilina, the deputy captain of the execution team, glanced at the silent figure sitting in front of the computer all afternoon, and finally couldn't help but ask:
"President, is there any news?"
Kairutu, the president of the Mithril Society, did not turn around, his eyes were still watching the entry list he had hacked into the backend of the Barton County Tourism Bureau and downloaded.
The back joints of his fingers gently tapped the black tempered glass table next to the mouse pad.
He said expressionlessly:
"Most of these people come from different countries in the Cross Continent. They travel independently or in group tours. Their arrival times are also different. Except for their names, there are not many differences from previous years."
Hearing the words of President Kairutu, the solemn atmosphere in the suite suddenly relaxed. A member of the executive team who had been nervous all afternoon said with a smile:
"Let me just say, even if the city is now closed and people are being hunted, don't underestimate people's enthusiasm for traveling. What's the problem with this?"
But halfway through his hindsight, he was stopped by the look in the eyes of the deputy captain Felina.
"Listen to what the president has to say."
After hearing this, Kailutu turned to look at Feilina approvingly, and suddenly clicked the mouse lightly.
In an instant, I saw that the dozens of pages of densely packed entry lists on my computer desktop suddenly shrank infinitely.
In the end, there were only a few dozen red-marked names left, and the surnames still seemed to come from dozens of different countries.
"These people are."
Feilina was stunned for a moment and asked.
Kairutu nodded calmly and said slowly, "These names are individual members of the delegations of various countries in this world conference. I roughly estimate that there are about forty countries."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
What's going on?
There are still nearly two months until the World Conference. Even if we arrive half a month in advance, it is still too early. What’s more, the “conference village” that has been used to receive delegations from various countries in Beijing over the years is in Baling County, which is adjacent to Kyoto.
So some of these delegations.
Why did they arrive early? And why did they hide their whereabouts and gather in Barton County?
Is it really travel?
No one in the Mithril Society executive team was so naive. Almost subconsciously, everyone looked at the president Kairutu who was sitting in front of the computer and frowning.
"I don't know their purpose either."
President Kailutu shook his head and guessed calmly, "But such a gathering is most likely the so-called 'Barton County anomaly' in the mission assigned to us by the Eagle Bureau."
"Then what should we do? Should we report it to the Eagle Bureau?" Vice Captain Feilina asked.
"Now? It's too early."
President Kairutu glanced at Feilina:
"Although we all know that some members of those national delegations, appearing in the Kyoto metropolitan area two months in advance must not be as simple as traveling, but there is no evidence to prove that they are not traveling."
Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard this.
Feilina thought for a few seconds, and suddenly she came to her senses, "What the president means is"
Kairutu nodded, and his eyes became a little sharp, "Yes, so many individual members of the delegation arrived in Barton County to hide their whereabouts and have not yet left. This can only mean one thing, and that is that they are carrying out something.
Kind of 'waiting'."
"What are you waiting for?" someone asked.
"I'm not sure about this yet." President Kairutu shook his head again, and then said without thinking:
"But I know that as they await the arrival of these seemingly unrelated 'tourists,' there will be a rally in Barton County."
After hearing the words of President Kairutu, everyone in the Mithril Society suddenly brightened up!
"Where is the best place for gatherings in Barton County?" Vice Captain Felina's mind was running at high speed.
Like this secret gathering,
The chosen location must not be in a busy city where there are many people and the city's security management may check at any time. The transportation at the gathering location must also be very convenient to ensure that no matter what situation occurs, there is time to evacuate.
Almost subconsciously, a place appeared in Feilina's mind.
That’s right!
It was the White Swan Harbor beneath their feet.
Because it is close to the estuary, White Swan Harbor has the loosest security management in the entire Barton County. When walking on the street, there will not be a celestial patrol stopping you to register your identity with an expressionless face.
In addition, it is adjacent to the entrance to the West Sea and the Barton Canal, making land and water transportation extremely convenient. It can be said to be the best secret meeting point.
Thinking of this, Feilina looked at Kairutu excitedly.
The latter seemed to have thought of this, nodded slightly, and commanded in a calm voice:
"In the next three days, we will be divided into two teams. One team will keep an eye on the situation of the white swan and report any abnormalities immediately."
"The other team is keeping an eye on the movements of members of delegations from various countries to prevent us from misjudging the location. They did not choose White Swan Port. They will still report any abnormalities as soon as possible."
"Remember, safety comes first. Our task is just to report. Are there any questions?"
Everyone in the suite said in unison:
"no problem!"
For a moment, the members of the Mithril Society execution team, who had caught some clues, immediately started to follow up with excitement.
However, one thing that even President Kairutu von Caucasus did not realize is that
At this special time when Barton County's tourism industry is obviously experiencing a setback, the number of strange ships docked outside White Swan Harbor seems to have increased.
There are even many unregistered black ships that have not docked, like a large thick black cloud, far away at the end of the sight where the sea and the sky meet.
Dark clouds are gathering over the city, and wind and rain are approaching.
