Roland wrapped himself tightly in the black robe, looked at the sky, and accelerated his steps a little faster.
Only when he reached a deserted intersection did he quietly take out his hand from his sleeve.
Hidden under the letter of introduction held in his left hand, a slightly yellowed note was held tightly between the ring finger and little finger of his left hand.
"Oh, that idiot Farina."
Roland sneered and showed a happy expression.
Indeed, even if the box had been activated by Roland in the White Tower language, under the care of Farina's guards from beginning to end, Roland had no time to say the password and take out the contents of the box. But there was only one moment when Roland
He can recite the password openly and honestly.
That's when he was about to hand the box to Farina.
The moment he said the password, he quickly pulled out the note with the ring finger and little finger of his right hand holding the box, then let go and threw it into his sleeve.
Then he handed out the black box with his hand - because Falina was a little taller than Roland, he had to raise his hand. In this case, the note slipped deep into his sleeve.
When Falina's attention turned to the box, Roland, under the cover of the letter of introduction held in his left hand, gently pinched the note that had naturally slipped from his right sleeve with the little finger of his left hand.
At the same time, although Falina knew the secret command, she did not know that it was encrypted by the White Tower secret language, and she did not know how to say the White Tower secret language "Command: Open the secret layer".
Before she found out all this, Roland must have left here. With Falina's identity, she did not dare to leave the town of Ram easily.
...What's more, once she leaves her home court, whether Falina can still threaten Roland is a question.
Roland can make a group of Embers blind in front of him, and he can make Farina blind as well.
Feeling relaxed in his heart, Roland gently unfolded the yellowed note in front of him.
"...Are you kidding me?"
This short line of words made Roland feel like he was being fooled.
I saw half a sentence written in the secret language of the White Tower -
"The crown of thorns, the bird of ill omen. You need mercury as your blood——"
At this point, the whole sentence comes to an abrupt end.
It was obvious. Because the White Tower secret language had no punctuation marks, Roland didn't even need to analyze its semantics. From the perspective of grammar alone, he could see that the last sentence was definitely not finished.
Maybe he was worried about something, or maybe the person he wanted to inform only needed this half sentence to understand what he wanted to say.
But no matter how hard Roland racked his brains to search his memory, he could not recall any information related to these two sentences.
"...Damn it, I'm not good at solving puzzles."
After standing there and thinking for about two minutes, Roland had no idea what this sentence meant.
No, or rather, what he remembered should have nothing to do with the correct answer.
Speaking of the crown of thorns, Roland first thought of the ring-shaped crown made of spiked thorns that was placed on Jesus' head during his crucifixion.
As for the bird of omen - this image used to refer to the crow, it is the same regardless of the earth or the Farnes world.
While Roland was worrying about solving the puzzle, he seemed to remember something, suddenly raised his head, and opened the system prompt that he had closed because it blocked his view——
Sure enough, at the bottom of the line of system prompts that kept flowing down the screen, Roland saw important information that appeared three times in a row:
[You have obtained relevant information about Mentor Chang Mian]
[You have obtained information about the Death Crow]
[You have obtained the relevant information about the death crow’s job change]
Roland's eyes flashed.
He knows what it is!
If his prediction is correct, the purpose of this thing's existence is largely to give him a reminder.
This kind of thing is called "contact". When Roland got this note, it was equivalent to a "contact with the sleeping teacher". If he didn't have this thing, I'm afraid he would have to try to contact him when his perception broke through 18 points.
Injecting mercury into himself in certain special places in an attempt to contact the Everlasting Mentor - this is why Roland needs to increase his peak perception to eighteen points.
But after he came into contact with the Everlasting Sleep Master, as long as his permanent perception reached ten points, he could hear the Everlasting Sleep Master's whisper at certain times.
After hearing the whisper, Roland naturally received the job transfer task.
Roland's eyes flashed with light. After thinking for a moment, he decided to keep the note.
Although he has made contact through it, Roland has not yet solved the mystery above.
His intuition told him that the puzzle was very simple. It was just that he had not found the trick.
"...If it were my sister, I would have untied it the moment I got the note."
Roland rubbed his temples, which were a little painful due to the danger and his own thoughts, and murmured in a low voice.
That was the true genius that Roland had looked up to his whole life from childhood to adulthood.
Unlike himself, who only uses his cleverness and opportunism, Roland's sister is the kind of person who is truly different from ordinary people.
If the person who traveled through time was not myself, but my sister, I am afraid that the world would have been truly peaceful hundreds of years ago.
No, if you think about it carefully, my sister may not be able to change everything.
She is too kind - or in other words, she is too weak. She is the complete opposite of Roland.
If she were to come here, I'm afraid the final result would be to be betrayed and die. Roland believes that what can stop all wars in this world that will become increasingly chaotic will never be love and wisdom, but faith.
And violence, iron and blood, massacre and peace based on justice.
"...Why do you think of your sister?"
Roland shook his head, driving away that familiar and long-lost face from his mind.
Then, his eyes became firm again.
It can definitely be done.
It can definitely be done.
Repeating these words in his mind, Roland's expression became calm again.
He put the note away close to his body, and then walked quickly back to the hotel where Macon and his party were staying.
Because Roland didn't waste even a moment. Not even half an hour had passed since he left the hotel.
As if nothing had happened, Roland walked back despite the absolute silence created by his passing.
As soon as he walked to the door, Roland saw Maken, who was covered in beads of sweat due to morning exercise and was about to scrub him off.
So Roland's eyes moved and he raised his hand to say hello to him.
"Makken, good morning."
"Good morning……"
Macon lowered his head and saw Roland walking from outside, with a slight surprise in his eyes.
"It's so early, where have you been?"
"I went to exchange information with the guardian druid of this town." Roland's tone was very calm.
While saying this, he also glanced slightly into the guest room: "...After all, if we don't say hello in advance, their situation will be very dangerous when we leave."
Hearing what Roland said, Macon's pupils shrank instantly: "How do you know..."
"Come on, stop pretending. Didn't General Marnos tell you that the Druid knows everything?"
Roland's tone was filled with a hint of amusement unconsciously.
"……Too."
Macon's stern face also relaxed slightly, as if he wanted to make a smile.
Seemingly aware of the frivolity in his expression at the moment, Macon straightened his face again: "So Lord Roland, do you want to go back to the headquarters with me to report the intelligence?"
"'I'?"
Roland noticed something keenly and frowned in confusion.
"Yes, 'I'," Macon said in a deep voice, "Kluvien has another mission. He needs to go to... that place in the south."
"It must be the city of wealth."
Roland suddenly realized.
Unlike the mountain people like Kluvien who came north from Falaro, the truly native Karar people were actually a little shy about that place.
The level is probably the same as the people on Earth talking about the big sword on the bus.
"...That's right. It's not convenient for me to go to that place. It would be easy to be seen as a spy sent from somewhere else. But Kluvien is different."
Macon hesitated for a long time before saying dryly: "...Actually, Kruveen was originally from the City of Fortune. It was only after being saved by General Marnos that he decided to join Kalal's army.
I also met him around that time."
"No wonder……"
Roland suddenly realized.
At this time, the most important thing is not to repeat the other party's words bluntly. That is the most easily identifiable characteristic of a liar. For example, if Roland says something like "So he is from the City of Fortune", it is equivalent to directly telling a liar.
He told Macon that he was hiding something.
Although Marken was not from the City of Fortune before, he was an assassin after all, and his job was bloody. If he didn't know how to sense words and emotions, he wouldn't be able to survive to the bronze level.
Anyone who leaves the Assassin organization will be secretly hunted by the organization in order to ensure that the secrets are not lost. But judging from the fact that as soon as Macon entered the Karar military, the people in the organization were afraid of retaliation, that is definitely not the case.
What a big organization. At most it only occupies one city.
People from that kind of small organization will not wait quietly for the new assassins to hone their skills to the Black Iron level before releasing them from large assassin organizations like the Absolute Order and the Thorn of the Silver Moon.
He has accepted various killing missions since he was a formal student at the age of twelve or thirteen, when he did not understand any supernormal strength, and he can still live completely until he is close to forty years old. The experience brought by this age can even make him
Assassinate Silver level enemies by leapfrogging.
Just like Marco at the beginning. With Marco's perception attributes and natural perception, he could only feel the murderous aura behind him the moment Marco took action.
And Marco's dodge was also taken into account, so the target he chose for the first attack was not the neck, which is a fatal place where the target is easy to miss, but the waist, a place that is difficult to dodge and has many weaknesses. Then
The sword did not touch any bones, but shattered Marco's liver and kidneys. If Marco hadn't used ashes to stop the bleeding and burned Marco, he would have finished it in less than two seconds.
The assassination of Marco.
However, the more mature a person becomes and even has an old mentality, the more he thinks in his heart.
Roland's existence must not be exposed. Because during this time, it is absolutely impossible for the Druids of Kalal to appear in the Dark Trace. It can be said that his existence will be exposed when Macon reports it to his superiors.
But if Roland directly told him, "Don't tell your superiors about me," Macon would doubt Roland.
In other words, Roland needs to let Macon conceal his affairs about Roland.
It's not difficult.
Even just one sentence is enough.
After the last sentence was spoken, Roland paused obviously. That obviousness turned into a kind of doubt in Macon's eyes.
But then, Roland's dark eyes, as deep as the abyss, became calmer. Macon unconsciously paid more attention to them.
"Marken, I can tell that you seem very confident on the outside, but you have a restless side on the inside. You usually belong to different people on different occasions," Roland's voice softened,
Becoming slow and rhythmic, "Actually, you know what you want, but you always think there is no chance to get it, so you have been stagnant."
Macon's eyes widened instantly.
But before he could react, Roland walked straight into the hotel. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net