"I want to explain one thing in advance. I will not personally appear in this operation. I think you should know the reason, Mr. Hillerton." As soon as they met with the other party, Morse immediately said to Hillerton.
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In the port area shrouded in darkness, a group of transcendent beings who had been lurking for a long time gathered together.
Morses was the last to arrive, after all, he needed to complete his own work first.
Today is September 16, 1981, and the time is 10:30 pm. According to Lyle's intelligence, around 11 pm tonight, six of Lennon Sivens' subordinates will sabotage a deal in the port area.
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The two parties to the transaction were Lyle and a caravan from the Kingdom of Medicis on the main continent. This group of merchants who believe in the "immortal gods" are very common along the coast of the Tasok Sea. Unlike the Singer Empire, the Kingdom of Medicis and Tasso
The relationship between the Croatian Empire and the Croatian Empire was relatively friendly, so Salius did not impose excessive restrictions on these merchants.
Of course, what they want to sell today is obviously not legal material.
During the day, Hillerton successively arranged for several of his subordinates to sneak into the port area. Except for Morses, everyone would meet here at ten o'clock in the evening.
"Of course, it seems you understand. Don't worry, I won't spread your information or embarrass you..." Hillerton chuckled, then turned around and said to Siman beside him.
He said, "Go and take a look around. If there is an emergency, just do what you have prepared in advance."
Siman nodded, didn't say much, and left the place quickly.
"Let's go, Mr. Kelvis, I know where those guys who are trying to compromise are, let's go visit them first." Hillerton watched Siman go away, and then turned to look at Morsi.
Si, words.
"As you wish." Morsis nodded lightly.
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On a merchant ship anchored in the port, several black figures carefully lifted a large box onto the deck.
"Be careful, be careful..." the businessman in charge of guiding said softly in an anxious voice.
Just when he started to think about whether he could deliver the box of "goods" to the warehouse before the transaction started, a light blue light suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes.
"This is?"
"What the hell...what is this?" Several crew members were startled by the light and couldn't help but yelled.
At the same time, a crew member slipped his hand and the box of "goods" hit the ground.
"Humph..." A cold snort sounded, and the box that fell to the ground stopped, as if an invisible hand was holding it.
"Ms. Lyle!?" Only then did the businessman see clearly who was coming. Unlike ordinary businessmen, he knew the existence of the transcendent being, so he did not look like he had seen a ghost like the crew members.
"Barton, it seems like your men don't care much about your products." When she said this, the light blue light around Lyle had faded, and behind her, Zotte, dressed in black, stood.
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They came here using a short-distance "phase travel". It stands to reason that only scholars of the fourth level and above can arrange this kind of magic circle.
However, Lyle possesses a scholar-level "artifact", and it is this transcendent artifact that helped her complete the phase travel circle.
"I'm very sorry, madam." Barton took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued, "I don't dare, after all, this is a whole box of 'Baroka Pollen', and I pointed to it to help me make a fortune.
Woolen cloth."
Lyle glanced at the box, then slowly released the gravity spell, letting it fall gently to the ground.
"None of you have smoked this stuff, right?" Lyle continued to ask.
"Of course not. You don't have to worry about these goods. The lid has never been opened. These Baroka pollen are the best!" Barton rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
Baroka flowers are a plant that mainly grows in the north of the mainland. They like cold environments and do not like sunlight.
Its pollen is a highly effective hallucinogen. It can be used as a medicine when used in small amounts. Excessive use can cause hallucinations, lead to cerebral palsy, and can become addictive!
According to reliable information, most people who overdose on Baroka pollen will become believers in the "Nightmare Source" after a mental breakdown. For this reason, the main producing areas of Baroka pollen strictly control this hallucinogenic effect.
agent.
Among them, the Kingdom of Medicis has strict regulations. Any trade of Baroka pollen through non-official channels of the Kingdom is illegal and will be executed immediately if discovered!
But even so, there are still a group of guys who are full and have nothing to do, and are looking for "excitement" all day long, who are willing to take high risks to buy these forbidden flowers at high prices.
And similarly, there is a group of unscrupulous businessmen who are willing to work hard for these customers.
Barton is such a businessman, but Lyle is not a customer, she is just a middleman. After buying pollen from Barton, she will resell these rare goods to nobles in other provinces. Of course, at a higher price
price.
"Ma'am, why did you come directly? Didn't you agree that the transaction will start in the warehouse over there in ten minutes?" Seeing that Lyle's mood seemed to be quite stable, Barton asked tentatively.
"Ah, this matter... things have changed, I'm afraid I have to ask you to help me." Lyle heard this and immediately smiled.
"Help? Help you with something?" Barton was confused.
"I have seen the goods. They are good goods. I am very satisfied... But you are really unlucky. If you come here in the morning or at night, maybe you won't end up like this. After all, my reputation is still good in the circle."
It's very good, there has never been any stain." Lyle said to himself, but at the same time, Zoot started to move.
"Madam...what do you mean?" Barton heard something was wrong, and immediately changed the title and took a step back.
"Do me a favor and die, okay?" As soon as Lyle finished speaking, Zot turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the bewildered guys.
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"Hey, Werther, what's the big news today?" Lar patted the reluctant Werther, and casually took a glass of wine away from him.
"You are the first person I know who wants to listen to information and get benefits at the same time." Witte said with some disgust.
"Hahaha... Just think of it as a bonus for that deal. By the way, is the boat ready?" Lal sat down with a smile and asked while drinking.
"You've already received a lot of gifts... Oh, forget it, we've already contacted the seller, and we can almost deliver the goods before the agreed time." Witte shook his head. That business did make him a lot of money, so he didn't
attack.
Speaking of this, he suddenly reminded, "By the way, you must not go to the dock tonight."
"Oh? Why?" Lar was a little confused by this sudden reminder.
"You are not Ms. Lyle's subordinate, so you don't know. Many transcendent people have gathered there, and I also saw people from Shireton... I guess they want to compete with Lennon Sivens. We are like
...Hey, why are you going?" Before he finished speaking, Lar suddenly stood up and ran towards the door of the bar.
"Something's wrong!"
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"The time is almost up, why haven't those Medicis come yet?" In a small house near the "trading" location, two sneaky guys were whispering, while not forgetting to observe the situation outside the window.
"Be patient, since Mr. Sivens said it, there will be nothing wrong." A voice replied.
"Do you think they noticed something?" the voice asked again.
"Ha, then it's up to you to rush out and check it out." Another voice said impatiently.
"Okay!" the voice said eagerly.
"Hey, are you stupid?" There was a slap, and another voice yelled, "You have to be careful!"
"Oh, I understand...wu..."
"Hey, what do you understand? You idiot!" Another voice continued to curse, not noticing that his companion had slowly fallen down behind him.
"It's really strange. Those Medicis trade Baroka pollen..." He approached the window, wanting to look outside again.
"Huh?" His hand suddenly stopped, and he quickly pulled out a short knife from his waist and slashed backwards.
"Dang!" The crisp sound of blade collision came, and the assassin behind him was also startled by it.
"It really scared me into a cold sweat. Assassin, it's a pity that you were discovered by me!" He sneered while waving his other arm and using all his strength to move towards the assassin who had nowhere to hide.
Attack.
"Ugh!!!" A scream came immediately, but it did not come from the assassin's throat, but from his own.
A feeling as if he had been hit by lightning continued to affect him, and the unbearable pain made him involuntarily let go of his hand.
"Pfft!" With no resistance, the assassin easily pierced the opponent's throat with the dagger in his hand, killing the last target.
"Well done, Sman, this is the fate the traitor deserves!" The door to the back room opened immediately, and a smiling Hilleton and a masked Morse walked in together.
"No, thanks to the help of Mr. Kelvis, otherwise I would not be the opponent of this fighter." Siman put away the dagger and said.
Although the fighter called him an "assassin", he himself was just a "scout". Although he was similar to an assassin, his frontal combat effectiveness was inferior, let alone a fighter known for his strength.
"Haha, of course, our reliable allies will always bring confidence to our companions!" Hillerton looked very happy. In the past hour, they had killed all six transcendents one after another.
And Morses also showed them how terrifying a scholar can be.
"I'm going to laugh at Ms. Lyle when I get back. There's no need for her to take action at all. Just... no, no, no, this is not what a gentleman does, this is not what a gentleman does..." Hilleyton laughed wildly twice.
, and then immediately restrained himself, and started talking to himself as if admonishing himself.
"Is that all? Is this what Lennon Sivens did?" Morsis was still a little worried. Although everything went so smoothly, it was this smoothness that made him even more worried.
And the facts proved that he was right.
"Hilleyton, Hilleyden, are you here!?" A panicked voice sounded from behind the three of them, and not long after, a rather embarrassed Zotte appeared in front of them.
"Mr. Zoot, what are you..." Before Hillerton could finish his words, Zoot immediately walked up to him and shouted almost hysterically, "Quickly, Lyle is dead, it's Lennon.
Sivens, he is here in person...and the people from the palace, they are almost here!"
