Chapter 22 Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge
It takes about eleven hours to take a steam train from Hull to Salius, which is located on the edge of the Tussock Sea.
In the station, Lennon Sivens, carrying a suitcase, followed the flow of people and headed towards the gathering place for carriages outside.
Steam trains have not been developed for a long time, and most of the current passengers are aristocratic and wealthy businessmen from the upper class. After all, a trip costs several Tasok silver coins, which is not a small amount for the ordinary citizen class.
"Go to Lacasse Prison as soon as possible!" Lennon got into a carriage and said in a cold tone.
The coachman gave him a slightly surprised look, obviously not understanding why such a well-dressed gentleman would go to such a gloomy and terrifying place as Lacasse Prison.
But he didn't ask any more questions. After all, he was just a coachman. It was taboo to pry into the private lives of adults, and he might lose his job because of it.
Lennon arrived at Lacasse Prison shortly after dark, paid his fare and hurried through the gate to Scola's office.
He had many things he wanted to discuss with Scola. The day's journey made him a little tired, but his mental excitement made him forget all this.
He was very angry.
And this anger had gradually fermented during the eleven-hour journey and was amplified more than twice. At this moment, he even wanted to rush into Scola's room directly, point at him and yell at him, condemning him for choosing Leca Winter as an ally.
wrong decision.
"Mr. Coles, are you there?" After taking a deep breath at the door, Lennon also calmed down and knocked on the door in a humble tone.
He just thought about it, after all, Scola was superior to him in terms of strength and status.
"Lennon? Come in." As the voice came from inside the door, the door opened out of thin air like last time.
"I noticed it last time I came here. I'm afraid his grazing soul is here to help open the door, right?" Lennon Sivens walked into the room and looked around cautiously, thinking involuntarily in his mind.
"What's the matter, Lennon?" Scola still gave people a lazy feeling. When he saw Lennon walking in the door, he didn't stop what he was doing and asked casually.
"Don't you want to say something? Don't tell me you haven't received the report from Hull City yet." Lennon frowned and said in a low tone.
Scola smiled and was not angry at Lennon's tone. He stood up, picked up a piece of paper full of words from the table, and said in a calm tone, "This morning, Salieu
The Shrine Headquarters in Sicheng has launched an investigation into Leka Winter Clark, and the crimes he has been accused of include but are not limited to shielding criminals, abusing power, etc."
Seeing Lennon's expression stiffen little by little, Scola showed a satisfied smile and continued, "This afternoon, the first batch of Shrine members who arrived using their abilities have controlled Leka Winter Clark, and
After understanding all the circumstances, I also found out about the criminal who provided the false documents...Lennon Sivens."
After reading the last word, Scola looked at Lennon with a leisurely look, as if he was looking at a clown.
"No, you can't do this. You have participated so much in this matter, and the palace will definitely find you!" Lennon's anger just now disappeared, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart, making him
Feeling a chill.
"Me? More than ten days ago, Lennon Sivens came to me. Because he once knew me, he begged me to apply for a legal transcendental status for him... I applied to the shrine for this matter, and
They don't mind a third-class assassin joining the empire." Scola sat down again, shook his head and said, "But it's a pity that Lennon Sivens stole it from my office for his own selfish purposes.
The official documents that were originally intended for other places were returned to Hull City under the guise of Scola Coles, intending to use this to deceive Leka Winter."
"You, you have already planned it?" Lennon said with an almost desperate expression on his face as his cane slowly slipped from his fingertips.
"Leka Winter Clark believed the official document from Salius City, but during the course of the action, he discovered that the other party was the son of Perval, the former leader of the Desolation. Because of his respect for Pervar, he decided to let him go secretly.
Morse... so he notified the Shrine late to arrive." Scola shrugged, glanced at the ashen-faced Lennon Sivens, and said no more.
More than one person knew that Lyca Winter admired the character of the fallen leader he hunted twelve years ago.
"This, you can't succeed. You want to use this almost ridiculous reason to unplug Leca Winter's power. It's just a fantasy!" Lennon stared at Scola and said tremblingly.
"Who said that's all...I prepared everything for the future when I first came to Salius City, and designed a set of procedures for every enemy who might threaten my position." Scola paused.
, continued, "To start the process, you only need a reason, as long as the reason seems reasonable... In addition, why do you still care about Lyca Winter Clark? Even if he lost his official position because of this
, the most he can do is to be transferred to the army."
Lennon's pupils suddenly dilated at this moment because he remembered his situation...
"A wanted fugitive who forged official documents appeared in front of Warden Lacasse. What do you think... what would he do?" As soon as Scola finished speaking, bursts of black air enveloped the entire room, and Lie
Nong was ready to run away as soon as Scola said two words.
However, before he could use a supernatural ability, several almost rotten hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed his ankles.
Then, two or three living corpses appeared from the black airflow and walked towards Lennon Sivens.
"Scola, you bastard!" Lennon stared at Scola. He never imagined that the result of coming here today would be like this.
Not willing to give in!
He was obviously the first person to grasp the specific location of the Yuanhuang treasure, but he didn't get anything and was it over?
"Don't worry, I will arrange a good cell for you." Scola said with a smile.
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"Huh?" Morsis rubbed his eyes and woke up from his sleep.
He was lying in a room in the hotel at the moment. Because the caravan was preparing to repair here for the day, he opened a room to rest for a while.
"Nowadays, I can already cast most of the first-level spells, but the book the old man gave me still has a lot of content... If I want to learn more, I have to improve my level." Morsi
Si sat on the bed, looked at the window, and muttered to himself.
For scholars, improving strength means accumulating spiritual power, but after all, Morsis has just become a first-order transcendent, so if he wants to improve his strength in a short time, he still has to think of other methods.
Such as Yuhun!
"The old man said that it can be used as a staff. After the amplification of Yuhun, I should have the opportunity to use some higher-level spells, right?" Morses turned his head and looked at the table not far away.
The long sword on the top said secretly.
"Dong dong dong!" A knock on the door came at this moment.
"What's wrong?" Morsis was startled and asked loudly.
"It's me, Bucket. Are you going down to eat? Kelvis." Bucket's voice came from outside.
Only then did Morses feel a strong sense of hunger. He had never eaten anything since he escaped from Hull last night.
"Here you go, Mr. Home!" Morriss replied, and then opened the door.
Bucket outside the door still had a kind smile on his face. When he saw Morse opening the door, he immediately turned around and headed downstairs.
"Have a good meal. We will set off tomorrow morning. Let's have a good rest tonight." Bucket said with a smile, "But old Thor can only provide us with some dry bread. Hey... that old guy is really a stingy man.
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Morse walked behind with a smile on his face. Bucket was a real talker. Although Morse only responded with a word or two occasionally, he could still talk non-stop.
"Well, Mr. Helm, can I ask how long it will take to arrive at Salius City?" Morse asked quickly while Bucket was breathing.
"Oh, don't worry about the speed. After starting from here, we will only stay in Poli City for one night, so we can get there in about three days." Bucket thought for a moment and continued, "Of course, provided we don't encounter
Robbers."
"Robber?" Morsis frowned and asked in confusion.
"Yes, in this kind of suburb where the law is hard to reach, those bandits often appear... Small caravans like ours are their main targets!" Bucket turned his head, raised a finger, and said seriously.
"Lord, the main target?" The corners of Morse's mouth twitched and he said.
"But don't worry, bounty hunters like me took over the mission to protect you from bandits!" Bucket's expression became very proud, and he patted his chest hard.
Self-confidence said, "With my reputation around here, Bucket Helm, they wouldn't even dare attack us!"
"This Bucket is most likely a transcendent, first or second class?" Morsis glanced at Bucket and said secretly.
Generally speaking, transcendental persons who are promoted without going through official channels can reach the second level at the highest level, because the method of promotion to the third level basically does not exist in the outside world.
"Oh, here we are." Pushing open a small door, Bucket and Morse came to the backyard of the hotel.
There were more than ten people in the backyard at the moment, all sitting around a campfire, chatting, drinking wine or eating bread.
"I'm going to talk to my employer. Kelvis, you are free to do as you like." Bucket smiled and patted Morse on the shoulder, then hummed and walked towards a bearded man sitting by the wall.
Morses shook his head, took a few pieces of bread by the campfire, found a place to sit down, and enjoyed the dinner.
