Today, the port area is still bustling with activity. Although the aftermath of that extremely tragic night battle has not yet ended, it cannot stop the commercial activities that are going on here every day.
The empire has strengthened the defense work in the port area in the past few days. Patrolling soldiers can be seen at every intersection, and some members of the Shrine in disguise are hidden among the crowd.
There are several wanted posters posted on the streets, and the reward amounts attract some people to stop and watch from time to time.
"Ms. Lyle has finally finished playing. And this Hillerton actually offered a reward of a thousand gold coins. This is a sky-high price!" A passerby said with interest as he looked at the wanted posters.
"Be careful what you say... By the way, do you know why Hillerton is being rewarded with a thousand gold coins?" His companion frowned slightly, glanced at the soldiers not far away, and whispered.
"Why?" the man from before raised his eyebrows.
"This guy is a confidant of Baie, the gangster leader in the city. Although he is not well-known, he is very prestigious in the circle of 'those people'." The companion told the secret he knew with some pride, "And this is not enough to make him
The real reason why he received the reward of one thousand gold coins is...that night, Ms. Lyle was assassinated!"
"What..." Before the exclamation came out, his companion immediately covered his mouth and whispered, "This is what the information dealer in the tavern told me. Although I don't know the reason, the important prisoner Lyle and
Her subordinate Zot has all been confirmed dead... Lyle died in a very strange way. He died suddenly and suddenly on the way from the dock to Lacas. It is said that the empire has no clue."
"Hey, what are the guys over there whispering about!?" A loud shout came, and the two guys immediately stopped talking like frightened birds, nodded and walked away.
On the side of the road not far away, a worker wearing a tattered hat and cotton coat was taking a rest with his eyes closed. The midday sun was very warm, and the passers-by didn't even look at this poor man, because guys like him
They are as common as pebbles in this area.
Because of this, no one noticed that he was secretly listening to the conversation between the two passers-by.
The distance of a road and the noise of surrounding pedestrians have no impact on a third-class "wizard".
This poor-looking worker lying on the street is none other than Hilleyton, who has a bounty of one thousand gold coins on his head!
After losing an arm and half of his subordinates, this wily and extremely arrogant guy finally lowered his head, gave up the gorgeous clothes he usually liked, and put on this cotton coat that was so cheap that even the store didn't bother to ask him for money.
.
But it has to be said that precisely because of his high-profile behavior in the past, he seems so inconspicuous at the moment. No one would think that this one-armed worker is Hillerton. The most they would think of when passing by him is
Some thoughts like "stay away from me".
Hilleyton understands them, or in other words, he understands his past self...
"Only by letting go of those fictitious prejudices can we take a step forward and survive!" Hillerton said in his heart.
He has been here for two hours. The purpose is to understand the current situation in the port area so that he can make the next step of judgment.
"It seems that Lyle is indeed dead, but why... According to Mark's report, Lennon Sivens did not kill her directly, but left her to the shrine who came."
Erlaiden leaned on the side of the road, watching the flow of people coming and going, and thinking, "What happened when she was taken into the car and sent to the Shrine headquarters... and 'someone' noticed this."
'result'.
"If the news of Lyle's death is true, then who did it? Who assassinated this highly dangerous prisoner under the protection of the members of the Shrine?"
Several names quickly flew through Hillerton's mind, but he quickly eliminated them one by one, and he also realized that based on the information he currently knew, he could not deduce the truth of the matter.
"The guy just now seemed to have mentioned the information dealer in the tavern. Let's inform Mark later to negotiate." Hilleyton thought to himself.
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"Go to Green Street." After coming out of the library, Morse quickly boarded a carriage.
After learning some information about the Ocean of Storms, he already had some speculations, but it was not the time to verify them yet.
"The security situation is not very good recently, sir. It's better to be careful when walking alone on the street." The coachman closed the door for Morsis and said something with a smile.
"Yes, you should be more careful." Morsis chuckled softly, and then glanced at the soldiers patrolling the roadside.
Although the level is far less than that in the port area, the level of security in the urban area has also been strengthened, and more shrine transcendents have been secretly deployed in order to uncover the fugitives hiding in the urban area.
"Is it possible that the vigilance is too much? I actually sensed no less than three transcendent beings on this street?" After the carriage drove through a street, Morse frowned slightly and said to himself.
This is just what he used the minimum mental power to detect. If he strengthens his mental power output, he might be able to find more... Of course, the other party will also find him.
"Isn't this right?" Morse turned his head and muttered to himself in confusion.
"There's nothing wrong." A lazy voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Morse's body shook in shock and he almost fell to the ground.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Under the seat, a gray mouse was leaning leisurely against the car wall, and at the same time... it was talking.
"S...Scola?" Morsis immediately recognized the owner of the voice, and at the same time subconsciously glanced in the direction of the coachman.
"Don't worry, he can't hear our conversation... I attached a soul to this mouse, and it took a lot of effort to find you." Scola controlled the mouse's body and climbed onto the seat.
, stood at the hand of Morses and continued, "And you should also know that I spent so much effort to come here because I have important information to convey to you."
Morriss stared at the mouse, and the scene of Scola running the roller appeared in his mind involuntarily, but fortunately, he immediately shook his head and cleared this rather funny scene from his mind.
"So, what is it?" Morris didn't want to talk to the guy in front of him, so he asked immediately.
"Two things. The first... is that San Calpe has left the city of Salius." Scola seemed to be in a hurry and said straightforwardly without beating around the bush like before.
"What!?" Morsis was shocked when he heard this and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"The Archbishop of the Church, Del Lisi, conveyed an order to me, asking me to temporarily withdraw from the Provincial House. I guess he was worried that I would take the opportunity to take office." Scola ignored him and continued to talk like a barrage of words, "No.
Second, it was on that night that Lyle was assassinated on the way to the shrine."
"Lyle...is dead? In the escort car of the palace?" Morses, who had not yet come out of the message just now, heard this sentence and said in a mechanical tone.
"Yes, the soul I sent has not yet taken action, but someone got there first... You are too careless. Lyle has seen you. If she is still alive, you will be found sooner or later!" Scola
He said coldly, "But that night when I got rid of Del Lis and Edmund Gore, and finally got around to dealing with Lyle, I found that someone had already killed her.
"In that escort vehicle, she was not even noticed by the guards outside. She died suddenly on the spot... without anyone noticing!" Scola stared at Morsis and said word by word.
"You...what do you mean?" Morse was a little flustered by his tone, so he had to follow him and ask.
"That's not something someone like Lennon Sivans can do. Even within the fifth level, it's almost impossible to achieve that level of perfection. Even if it's me, someone will definitely notice it!"
Cora continued, "This range is very small, so small that I can easily count how many people there are!
"And among these people, there is only one who has been in Salius Province recently and may have a motive..."
Every word Scola said was like a heavy hammer, hitting Morse's heart accurately, pushing him to the conclusion that made him extremely panic.
"Do you want to say... that San Calpe killed Lyle?" Morses swallowed and helped Scola come to the conclusion.
Scola controlled the mouse to sit down, and he squeaked twice, seeming to be "sighing".
"But he left, and before leaving, he killed Lyle... You should know what this means." Scola said in an extremely serious tone, "This means that he at least understood your
existence, I don’t know why I decided to help you erase the disaster... At the same time, I also conveyed this information to me."
"Why did he do this?" Morse's brain was working rapidly at this moment, trying to recall some details of the past.
"Obviously, his purpose is not just to get rid of you, or to get rid of me... what he wants is the same as me. It is the 'treasure' that only you can open!" Scola said loudly.
He said, "This is a 'conspiracy'. He left here deliberately, seemingly to give us a chance, but in fact he is pushing us into the sea. He wants us to help him find the 'treasure'!"
"
"You...what are you going to do?" Morses swallowed. Although he knew in his heart that he had no choice, he still asked this 'ally' for his opinion.
"I have never experienced this kind of feeling of being dominated by others, let alone being told the answer by the other party in the middle..." Scola sneered, "Of course we have to fight, since he wants to use us or use us
You, then go back and use him... I have been humiliated, and I will definitely pay back double the amount to that magician!"
"Although your blood suddenly boils, I still want to say that the two of us are just using each other." After Morses stared at Scola for a few seconds, he coughed twice and said, "As for me...
…I had no choice but to keep going.”
"Ha, don't make me think that I made a wrong bet... Then I will kill you immediately." Scola's mouse laughed loudly, and at the same time, its body also fell to the left, then
The laughter gradually turned into smaller and smaller squeaks until it disappeared...
