Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen: Three Years After Three Years
[Basic Medicine lv8-lv10]
[Advanced Swordsmanship lv7-lv10]
[Basic Pharmacy lv7-lv8]
【Meditation lv5-lv8】
[Psychic Shock lv5-lv10]
[Fanhusi fear breathing method lv4-lv6]
[Strength 2, Agility 3, Constitution 2, Spirit 0]
[Emergency treatment lv3-lv5]
[Advanced carpentry lv3-lv5]
[Psychic lv3-lv6]
[Spiritual Contract lv3-lv5]
[Spiritual Power Mastery lv3-lv7]
[Occultism lv2-lv3]
[Purification lv2-lv10]
[Fighting Mastery lv1-lv3]
[Basic Pharmacy lv1-lv2]
Time flies by. Ever since the last incident of the Guiji Sect's attack on the town came out, the people of the entire kingdom have become a little panicked. In the past, no matter what the Guiji Sect's actions were, they had never carried out large-scale attacks on towns.
destroy.
This caused most people not to take these cultists seriously. It was not until this incident that people discovered that the cultists they had never paid attention to had actually developed to the point where they were able to attack towns.
However, soon, under the king's effective governance methods, the people's fear of cultists was gradually transformed into a craze to crack down on cultists. Countless soldiers were dispatched, and every city in the kingdom was subject to strict inspections.
A large number of Guiji Sect strongholds have been wiped out, and some people have reported it, making this sect that has always been hidden in the corner of the kingdom miserable.
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"Our operation failed, and both No. 5 and No. 14 died." Still in the basement, No. 3 sat on the chair with a gloomy expression and said.
"I'm quite optimistic about No. 14, but I didn't expect..." No. 4's slender legs wrapped in black stockings sat cross-legged and said in a seemingly emotional tone.
"Your actions are too reckless. Now we are watched by so many forces in the kingdom, and a large number of brothers have been executed." Number 2 sat on the chair, intertwined his fingers, and looked at Number 3 with deep eyes.
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"I..." No. 3 was watched by No. 2 like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little pressure in his heart. He forced himself to calm down and explained: "You need too many blood stones, so I have to take some bold steps."
Only with all the means can we put it together.”
"And no one knew that the pope and the princess would come to Frémures. If it weren't for them, my plan would never go wrong."
After No. 3 dumped the blame, he immediately felt a lot less pressure. Indeed, if it weren't for the error in intelligence, he would have collected the blood stones by now.
But No. 2 didn't think so. He continued to stare at No. 3 with eyes full of oppression. Although he didn't say anything, it made No. 3's newly relaxed heart tighten again.
After a long time, No. 2 slowly said: "No. 3, you know, I don't want to hear excuses." No. 2 loosened his fingers and slowly took out a well-sealed letter from under the table.
Number 2 opened the letter, looked at the content, then threw it on the table and said: "According to the rules, you should accept the punishment now for the brothers we lost. Of course, that is my idea."
"The Holy Tree Festival is about to begin. Number 1 thinks we have to cut our losses immediately, so I can't touch you yet, but if you make a mistake again..." After a pause, Number 2 said in a slightly more serious tone.
: "I will personally throw you into the blood stone transformation array."
"..." No. 3 was silent and did not speak. At some point, his back was already covered with sweat. Although the difference was only one number, No. 3 was very aware of the gap between himself and No. 2.
Fortunately, he is lucky enough. Now that the sect is facing difficulties, No. 1 does not want him to die like this while he is still useful.
"Take a look, it's your next mission." The voice of No. 2 brought No. 3 back to his senses. He picked up the envelope that No. 2 had thrown on the table and read it carefully.
"This..." No. 3 looked at the contents on the envelope. Even though he was the third leader of the Locus Sect, he was surprised by the contents on the envelope.
"We just want results..." No. 2 said with a deep tone, looking at No. 3.
"...I understand, this matter..." No. 3 put the envelope into his arms with a trembling tone, then took a deep breath and said, "I will finish it."
"Very good, you can leave now." No. 2 nodded, then looked at the woman beside him and said: "No. 4, please stay, I have something to tell you."
"Oh~ No. 2, do you have something to ask me for?" No. 4 felt a little surprised when he heard No. 2's words, and his expression became a little more serious.
"Yes, I have something to tell you..." No. 2 tapped his finger on the table lightly.
Number 3 had already left the conference room at this time, and the only sound left in the room was Number 2's tapping on the table.
"You..." No. 2's tone was slightly longer, and then he asked word for word: "Are you an undercover agent from the Manulife Sam sect?"
"...."
In silence, No. 4's legs subconsciously tightened under the table for a moment, and then relaxed. A smile appeared on her face, and she said: "No. 2, your joke is not funny at all."
"Haha, you and I have known each other for so long, don't you know that I don't like to joke?" No. 2 leaned his back against the chair and said with the same smile.
"I said you've been avoiding me to give orders recently. Is that why?" No. 4 said, looking a little unreasonable.
"Stop pretending to be No. 4. I already knew there was an undercover agent among us. Although No. 3's operation failed, it was indeed an accident. No. 5 also died because of his muscular brain. Now
There are only three of us here."
"This is really..." No. 4 put a hand on his forehead and shook his head. Halfway through his words, he suddenly raised his hand and stabbed No. 2 with a sharp ninja sickle tightly held in his right hand hidden behind him.
No. forehead.
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"Yeah~ah!" Lu Qing woke up from bed early in the morning. She stretched her body a little wantonly, letting the slightly cold sunlight outside the window shine on her body.
"What a beautiful day," she said.
At this time, there were only five days left before the Holy Tree Festival was held. Lu Qing, the Pope and others were finally leaving this cold place and returning to the capital where the temperature was getting warmer.
Today is her last day in Frémures. Because she has to prepare for her return, she doesn't need to train today and can have a good rest.
Her original plan was to have a good rest in a warm bed in winter, but because she went to bed early and got up early for a long time, she was not used to the feeling of staying in bed.
After getting dressed and washing up under the service of the maid Irene, Lu Qing came to the hall of the hunter's cabin.
"Good morning, Your Highness, you don't need to train today, you can have a good rest." The Pope said with a smile when he saw Lu Qing coming down.
"The only way to rest is to stay in bed." Lu Qing smiled helplessly and responded, who said she was the one who said yesterday that she would sleep in bed for a longer period of time.