Chiara was talking to herself on the side, and Roman seemed to have finally recovered her emotions. She turned around and asked: "What are you talking about, Chiara, I know that woman, she is a bad woman."
"That's for you and that guy," Chiara chuckled: "Although it is not ruled out that the prime minister of the empire and his daughter are not getting along, the possibility is very small. It can be seen from the arrogance and paranoia of that woman.
A daughter who is not favored by her father can't do that, hum!" She snorted softly, obviously she didn't have a good impression of the prime minister's daughter, but Roman hadn't asked her where she had seen him.
The prime minister's daughter, the latter quickly ignored the topic and stared at Pori. Huo Anvil continued: "In my opinion, the greater possibility is that this guy is probably a traitor——"
Chiara stared at poor Mr. Poli with the look of a cat teasing its prey, her beautiful sapphire-like eyes full of danger: "In other words, Prime Minister Nidwin may not be the traitor, but
This traitor is at least not far from the top of the empire——"
Poli Huo Anvil started to tremble. He originally thought that the other party was just a willful aristocratic lady who lost her temper and would let him go as long as she vented her anger. However, he didn't even say a word about the prime minister's daughter.
He didn't dare to say more, thinking that he could escape this way, but he didn't expect that he was only half right. This eldest lady really didn't like to argue with her defeated generals, but she had a kind of power that was beyond her.
As shrewd as he should be for his age, he didn't say a word, but the other party had already guessed it.
Poli Fire Anvil began to feel that he had chosen to do the wrong thing at the wrong time. Looking at Chiara, he seemed to see the legendary devils under hell who could see into people's hearts.
"Why do you say that, Chiara?" Roman asked.
"This is not simple. What do the Jorgendigans do with a prime minister's daughter? If their target is the prime minister of the empire, then they will never take action against the Delphine woman. Although Prime Minister Nidwen is not as good as his father
, but she will not betray the empire for a daughter. On the contrary, doing so will only anger him." Chiara replied with some disdain, as if these conspiracies seemed to her like they were written in an open book.
Just like in the book, there is no secret at all: "So you know that this will anger the prime minister of the empire, but you do it anyway. Who would have such an idea? This person must be an enemy of Little Niedwin, or maybe just
Revenge, perhaps because I want to make the prime minister of the empire make a mistake."
"However, no matter what kind of situation, most people will not enmity with the prime minister. Even if they do, they will not have the ability to retaliate. Those who can do this will at least have the same identity and status as the imperial prime minister-"
"Because only conflicts of interest can breed hatred, a mediocre lower-class noble or a small workshop owner who works all day long to make a living will never interact with the prime minister of the empire. Is this what you mean?"
Roman replied with a unique businessman's logic.
"This is a good metaphor. In fact, there are only a few such people in the empire, just a few dukes, the commanders of several large legions, the leaders of local nobles, or the top brass of the Temple of Fire."
Chiara nodded.
The elf listened in confusion. She looked at the demon-slaying gun inserted in the ogre's mouth, thought about it, pulled it out with some disgust, and then rubbed it in the nearby grass.
Rubbing again, trying to wipe away the dirty blood.
Chiara raised her brows, as if she had found a new doubt: "There are more interesting things here. This guy hangs out with the goblins and is related to Qiao Gendigang." She poked it again with her magic wand.
The dwarf's big nose said: "It is more likely that the person connected with Qiao Gendigang is not him, but the big man behind him. This is interesting. Someone among the top officials of the empire betrayed the empire. No wonder Qiao Gendigang's
The invasion can be so well-timed, and the situation above the surface of the earth can be understood so clearly."
"Stop talking, you devil!" Bo Li Huo Anvil's face was as pale as earth.
"How dare you tell me to shut up? It seems you still haven't understood your situation," Chiara replied viciously, but she suddenly saw the dwarf's pleading look, and changed her mind after a change of mind: "Okay.
Well, for the sake of your pity, it’s okay if I don’t say anything, but in exchange, you have to tell me what you are going to do to that woman in Delphine? She has a grudge against that guy, but it happens to be at this time.
Appearing in this place, wouldn't you tell me it was a coincidence?"
"It's Count Freud," the dwarf replied tremblingly: "His son Elman died because of that Eruin man, but he thought it was Miss Delphine who encouraged his son to avenge Faina.
It led to such a result, so she should also be responsible for it. He deliberately lent the demon-slaying gun to Miss Delphine, just in the hope that she would die together with the Eruin man."
"What is a demon-slaying gun?" Roman asked.
"That's a weapon inherited from the Freud family. I heard it has power that's close to a sub-artifact."
"Ah, will Brando be okay?" The businesswoman was startled.
"An Xin, that guy is so deadly that even demons can't kill him. There's definitely nothing a demon-slaying gun can do against him." Chiara replied disdainfully. She stepped on the dwarf with her toes: "Floyd
The earl hopes that the prime minister’s daughter and that guy will die together. What, could it be that the demon-slaying gun also has the function of self-destruction? I have little education, so don’t lie to me."
Poli Fire Anvil shuddered: "Miss Delphine originally wanted to wait until the Eruin arrived in the imperial capital before taking action, but my main task was to persuade her to come to this place, and then find an opportunity to expose her to
The people of Jorgendigon..."
"How did you persuade her? Tell her that guy will not go to the Imperial Capital at all, because he is leading these cavemen just to cause trouble for the Empire. He will fight all the way to Rushta. Even if he fails, he will retreat.
Eruin, you told her that Eruin, Jorgendigon, and Toquinin have formed an alliance, right? Let me think about it, that guy has a team of caveman guards, so this scam is not
It doesn’t make sense.”
Chiara banged her magic wand and analyzed word for word, but Pori Fire Anvil seemed to have heard something incredible. He couldn't help but gradually opened his mouth, because what the former said was exactly the same as their original plan.
"But there is still a question. Why does Count Freud know so well that the Jorgandigans will appear here?"
"Because he is a traitor?" the elf interjected vaguely.
Poor Poli. Fire Anvil seemed to have just thought of this problem. He couldn't help but look at Chiara with pleading eyes, only hoping that the latter would be a little bit stupid, or even just confused for a moment.
It is a pity that Chiara obviously failed his hopes. The latter shook his head confidently: "If Count Freud is a traitor, how can he offend the prime minister of the empire for such a trivial matter?
It’s not self-exposure. This guy is dishonest. In my opinion, the most likely thing is that Count Freud was also kept in the dark and he was just being used.”
She looked at Mr. Poli. Anvil with some teasing: "I can't tell, but you are also a multi-faceted spy. This person not only wants to deal with the prime minister of the empire, but also allows Count Freud to take the blame for him. He seems to be a big shot.
Can you tell who the employer behind you is?"
The dwarf was trembling with fear, but he did not dare to say a word.
"You must think that you don't say a word, and I, a soft-hearted little girl, don't dare to do anything to you, right?" Chiara got angry: "Well, I won't kill you, but now I
I already know so much, I can claim to the outside world that you told me, but you see, you can’t tell your master, these are all things I guessed out of thin air, right?”
"You can't do that, I didn't tell you anything, you can't lie, you devil!" Poor Mr. Poli Fire Anvil yelled.
Xianni whispered to the elf: "This is such a kind-hearted little girl..."
Both of them shuddered quietly.
"You can't stop me from saying this, just like I can't force you to speak," Chiara said to the dwarf: "But if you tell me the cause and effect, I can let you go. In this war, there is no
People know you are still alive, right?"
The dwarf gasped, but still did not dare to speak.
"Hmph, it seems that the person behind that makes you feel very scared, even so scared that even if you remain anonymous from now on, he will be able to find out where you are. This person must have unimaginable power. In this way, even though you didn't speak
, the number of people we can suspect has been further reduced, to only two or three people." Chiara saw the dwarf's expression, and for just a moment, she seemed to read the message from the other person's fearful eyes.
"Kill me, you devil." Pori Fire Anvil shouted feebly: "You might as well kill me."
"I won't kill you. I am a lady, but sometimes I wish I were not an elegant noble lady. Then I can cast some spells on you. There are few secrets that people can keep.
Few."
Roman seemed to suddenly think of something and said: "Chiara, it seems that I can do that kind of spell."
Chiara was slightly startled. What she said was just empty words to intimidate this poor old dwarf. She didn't expect that someone around her would use this spell to see into the future. That is the category of astrology, and to pry into people's hearts is black magic.
field, she glanced at Roman in surprise. In fact, she had more or less guesses about the identity of the other party. She said to the business lady very curiously: "Do you want to try it? I have never seen such a spell."
Woolen cloth."
"I'm not sure either," Roman replied enthusiastically: "Because this is a dangerous spell, with unknown dangers to both the caster and the recipient, so I haven't tried it. Maybe the effect is limited.
, it may also turn people into drooling idiots, how about we give it a try."
"I'm begging you, two respectable human ladies, even if it's for your own health, since this is a dangerous spell, I think we should avoid this danger!" When I think about what I will do,
Turning into a drooling idiot, Pori Fire Anvil finally couldn't help but howl.
"That's not possible," Chiara shook her head very dissatisfied: "The attitude of pursuing the truth is not to be afraid of hardships. How can you shrink from it if there is only a little danger?"
Roman nodded vigorously, feeling that this little girl really spoke to his heart. Curiosity and fun were more important than danger.
"Prepare to cast spells, Miss Roman," Chiara looked at the dwarf and said solemnly: "Knowledge and truth will remember your contribution, Mr. Dwarf, can I have the honor of knowing your name before that?"
Poor Mr. Poli. Fire Anvil finally collapsed and couldn't help crying like a child: "Damn it, don't turn me into an idiot. I'll tell you whatever you want to know."
"That won't work!" Roman said anxiously, as if he was afraid of losing the opportunity to cast this spell, but this time Chiara stopped the merchant lady. The dwarf was almost scared to death by them, and she pointed at the other party with her magic wand.
The tip of his nose: "It's useless. You're still crying at such a big age. Tell me, who is that person behind you?"
The dwarf replied with snot and tears: "Damn it, wuwuwu, I really don't know who that is, but I know the guy who contacted me, his name is Freeman, he is from the Royal Archaeological Society.
"
"Who is that?" Roman asked.
"Freeman Lelis, my brother told me about this man. He is the vice president of the Cruz Royal Archaeological Society. He is from the Lelis family. Have you heard of this family? He is a member of the Cecil faction.
.”
Roman sat on a moss-covered rock, with his knees together, his round-toe boots stepping on a piece of rotten wood, his elbows on his thighs to support his chin, looking at Chiara with shining eyes - meaning her
Didn't understand anything.
But Chiara's interest remained undiminished: "The Cecil family is the noble family closest to the Temple of Fire in the empire. He is from this faction, which means he is connected to the temple, but it is absolutely impossible for the Temple of Fire to be related to the Temple of Fire.
Qiao Gendigang colluded together, and the connector chosen by the other party is very interesting. This person is probably a chess piece they specially selected, just to muddy the waters."
"Does this mean we can't know who is plotting against us?" Xianni asked, lying on the elf's head. As for the latter, who had already heard it in confusion, he was squatting on the ground counting ants in boredom. Fortunately,
There were many kinds of colorful insects in the forest for her to identify.
"Has he plotted against you?" Chiara looked at Miss Pseudo-Dragon curiously.
"...That's not true, but according to you humans, when we put ourselves in such a huge conspiracy, wouldn't it make me feel more immersed in it?" Xianni spread her paws and answered.
road.
"That's true, this is indeed a very fun game," Chiara's eyes lit up: "But Ms. Xianni, you said one thing wrong. Although the clue is broken here, in other words, it also contains other things.
The information that the person who designed all of this even bothered to involve himself in the Temple of Flame indicates at least two things. Either he is not afraid of the Temple of Flame, or he is a fearless fool. But if the fool can do this,
, I have to admit that I am a fool, so there is only one possibility."
"Perhaps you guessed wrong. That person may be a high-level spy placed inside the Temple of Fire by the Earth Temple." Xianni held her cheek with her paws and asked deliberately. She seemed to like this reasoning game.
.
"First, I can't guess wrong. Second, why do I say I can't guess wrong? Because if that person is a spy inside the Temple of Fire, there will always be doubts about any spy. It's just different from more and less.
That's it. The only way for this kind of person to avoid being discovered is not to avoid suspicion, but to minimize the attention of others. So what he should do is to prevent anyone from suspecting him, but now he just did it.
This is why when we think it’s him, the answer may be in the opposite direction to us.”
After hearing this, Ms. Pseudo-Dragon felt sincerely convinced of a human being for the first time. What surprised her was that this human being was only a girl of about ten years old in appearance, and she could not even speak in a childish voice.
Chiara poked the already dejected dwarf with her magic wand again: "Since these goblins can recognize you, I guess you should have a contact person among the Jorgandigan people."
"It's Lady Sargos." Poli Fireanvil replied weakly.
"Who is that?"
"An underground lizard man, I only know her name, but she should know my existence."
"That means she knows your mission, or at least knows that you are here for some reason?"
The dwarf's expression changed: "You, what do you want to do?"
"If you don't want to do anything, you can take a rest first." Chiara smiled proudly. She turned around and secretly raised her hand to give Roman a high-five.
"Don't you need to cast that spell?" Roman asked curiously, holding his bag.
"No need for the moment," Chiara shook her head: "But do you really know that spell?"
"A little bit, but the so-called mind-peeping spell can only know a person's current emotions, for example, whether you are angry or happy. This spell can reveal your true emotions and make the caster feel the same.
"Roman thought for a moment, then answered seriously and in a low voice.
"This is the category of black magic, right? Can this spell really turn people into idiots?" Chiara asked.
Roman glanced at the dwarf: "No amount of magic can turn an idiot into an idiot again, Chiara."
Chiara deeply agreed: "I think so too."
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(PS: I want to sternly warn some people in the book review section who spread rumors about me and say that I can’t even count. Let me tell you, after 2, it becomes 4. There is no 3 in the nature of this world. In fact, 3 is all you.
What I imagined is the conspiracy of the agency! Huh!) (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)