Although Morsis had some speculations before this, he never connected "Qiming" with the Twelve Emperors.
"Yes, the code name of God Momoa is a ring with twelve links, and the Twelve Emperors are twelve stone pillars with different heights... Well, will the stone pillars in my spiritual world be related to this?
What?" Morsis thought with a headache.
He sat on the bed and flipped through the rest of the book to learn more detailed history.
"This Carl Drun seems to be the creator of the Drun language, so the question arises...why does the old man have this book? No...should I say, why does 'Meihuang' have this book?" Moore
Sith frowned and said to himself, "Is it possible that Kal Delen has some connection with the Fallen Wasteland? Well, since he has asked the members of the Fallen Wasteland, there must be a connection, but why is there no trace left?"
What he didn't understand was that he had read a lot of information from Yuanhuang, but he had never heard of such a person.
"Oh, forget it, maybe he just came to the Fallen Wasteland at the beginning of the Fourth Era...and even Calderon shouldn't dare to fight against a true god, right?" Morses immediately shook his head and said to himself.
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After sitting for a while, he slowly stood up and prepared to go to work in the afternoon.
"By the way, this was sent by Scola on Lal's behalf, so they should have seen it... It seems that it is necessary to take a risk and meet that guy." While pushing the door open, Morsis said
While thinking, "That guy can actually help Lal in Hel City silently. He should have some special supernatural abilities. Well, a soul herder... Literally, shepherds souls?"
Although it had only been noon, his good mood for more than a month had completely dissipated. After learning the secrets of that level, he eagerly wanted to improve his level.
"I have looked around many underground transcendental gatherings nearby, but none of them have that kind of material. Sure enough, scholars are still too rare... Alas, I can only ask that annoying guy." Morsi
Si walked to the center of the yard, sat down slowly, and murmured.
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In the evening, as the sky gradually darkened, Morse appeared on Walder Street again.
"These are two Tasok silver coins." Morses paid the carriage fare and walked slowly to the previous cafe.
In the evening, Walder Street is not as noisy as the San Calpe District should be. Because of the presence of Lacasse, the place will be strictly guarded after entering the night.
Pedestrians would naturally not feel comfortable walking under the gaze of many guards.
Morse didn't pay attention to the staring eyes of those guys. He went straight to the front of the coffee shop, opened the door and walked in.
He looked around and finally spotted a man in casual clothes and a soft hat in the corner.
"You guys, are you really here?" Morse sat across from Scola casually and said.
"Ha, what, it took you a month to figure it out?" Scola didn't even raise his eyes to look at him, he remained the same, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee while saying.
"Huh...you, the warden, are quite leisurely." Morse replied with a shrug without answering him.
"Don't be so loud, I don't want the guys outside to find me... They thought their warden was busy with official business in the office." Scola chuckled, glanced at Morsis, and said.
Morriss rolled his eyes, turned around and asked the passing waiter for a glass of milk, and then sat there and meditated.
About a minute later, after the glass of milk was delivered to him, he said after careful consideration, "Is it you..."
"Yes, it's me." Scola immediately interrupted him and said.
"I haven't asked yet." Morsis frowned.
"You are such a damn brat, I can guess what you want to ask with my butt." Scola responded in a lazy voice while still reading the newspaper.
Morses resisted the urge to splash the milk in his hand on his face, and said tremblingly, "Then you should also know those bad things in the Third Age, right?"
"I know, it's not a secret...otherwise how could I give you those three books?" Scola put down the newspaper, looked at Morse as if leisurely, and shrugged.
"The reason I didn't hit you right now is because I can't beat you!" Morsis looked at the other party's face with a lazy expression and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
"Kid, you have to know that showing your emotions is not a good habit... Well, this Roart coffee is really good, why don't you have a cup?" Scola looked at Morsis and said with a smile.
"Is it possible that you have to show off your smile but not your smile?" Morsis said sarcastically.
"If you like it, it's not impossible. After all, I haven't applied for a patent." Scola replied without changing his tone.
Morse held his forehead with one hand and was silent for a long time. It was not until his mood stabilized that he spoke again, "I have a few things to ask you this time."
"Where did Lal go? Is there any information about promotion materials and...what's the situation in the city recently, right?" Scola looked at Morses' mouth that gradually opened, chuckled twice, and said, "You are such a stinky person.
The kid's thoughts are as obvious as the beauty in the crowd."
"I find it difficult to agree with your metaphor..." The corners of Morse's mouth twitched twice as he spoke.
"That's not important... I have three questions about you. The first one is, I have no comment. The second one is, I have information. If you want it, just take the money. As for the third one... you will know after reading the newspaper."
After that, Scola handed the newspaper he had been reading for a long time directly to Morses.
The latter took it with a puzzled look, glanced at it, and found that it was a copy of the Salius Evening News he had just bought.
"The first escapee suddenly appeared in Lacas Prison and left provocative remarks!" On the front page, a series of printed words caught Morse's eyes. He raised his head in surprise and looked at it.
Scola opposite.
"After reading." The other party just said softly.
Morses lowered his head again and read the newspaper carefully.
"The prison escapee's name is 'Lennon Sivens'. It is reported that he is a high-level criminal who entered the prison one month ago. His crimes include..." Seeing this, Morsis' pupils expanded slightly, but he did not reveal anything.
expression, and continued to look.
In the subsequent report, the writer described the information he had interviewed in detail, and at the end he severely criticized the level of security in Lacasse, and threatened that if this continued, the city of Salius would fall into panic.
"Ha, those reporters just like to exaggerate, but Lennon's ability to run away really surprised me." Scola said with a casual smile.
"You can actually drink coffee leisurely here..." Morsis raised his eyes and looked at Scola. Although he didn't understand the operation process of the upper class, he could guess how embarrassing Scola's current situation would be.
A man escaped from Lacasse, known as the Iron Cage. For the nobles, this was a big safety problem!
As the warden, Scola should be at the forefront of public opinion at the moment.
"You should be more worried than me, right? The one who escaped was Lennon Sivens, and you still have the time to say this." Scola shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile.
When Morrissey heard this, he also sighed. Indeed, Lennon Sivens's escape is definitely not good news for him. This is his number one enemy!
"Honestly, I don't believe that Lennon can escape from a security level two cell." Scola picked up a donut from the plate nearby, broke off a small piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.
Said, "I designed the imprisonment method specifically for his abilities, but he still escaped... I was not in the prison that night, and the guards only found out the next morning."
"You...are not here?" Morsis asked doubtfully.
"Hey, that was a wonderful night, how could you stay in that lifeless prison?" Scola smiled after hearing this and said matter-of-factly, "That's why those guys are dissatisfied with me, but
It’s useless, there are only a few people in the entire city of Salius who can control me.”
Morsis frowned, then turned over the newspaper and read the content on the back.
"Two congressmen were assassinated, and many nobles received death threats!" Morsis looked at the title and frowned even deeper.
He remembered what Adili said about Duke Teller being very busy these days.
"Is it possible that the success is because of this... But why is it reported now?" Morses secretly wondered.
"Are you looking at the back? Ha, actually more than two people died. Those nobles have gone crazy recently." Scola just finished eating the donut at this moment and said with a smile, "One of my collaborators also died.
I don’t know who is so brave."
Morsis narrowed his eyes and looked at the lazy man opposite, saying nothing.
When Scola saw this, he raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "What, you think I did it?"
"I think it's very possible." Morsis said while nodding.
"I don't have the ability to assassinate a few congressmen in Salius City without being discovered by the church...either a seventh-level transcendent, or the church itself did it." Scola took out a handkerchief and said
road.
Morsis didn't ask too much. After thinking about it, he said, "Where's Lal? What did he do?"
"I can't tell you now. You will naturally know when we leave Salius City." Scola shrugged.
"Leave?" Morsis frowned and repeated the word the other party said.
"Ha, don't you want to escape after rescuing Krabi? Don't talk about you, I will have to escape with you then." Scola laughed at himself, and then said, "It's better not to talk about that, let me know the specific plan
I'll tell you in due course, now let's get practical."
"What practical things can you say?" Morses said angrily.
"Don't you want the materials for your promotion?" Scola looked at Morsis and said with a smile, "It only costs one hundred and fifty gold coins, so let me give you a discount."
