On the third night, Silas sat quietly in the open cage, waiting for the killer to come.
"Then...will he come?"
Footsteps sounded on the spiraling stairs going down.
"Ah……"
"A nobleman's trick."
He recalled Lux's innocent appearance, stood up slowly, and walked towards the opened iron door.
"Click... click..."
The iron chains rubbed, and a man wearing armor and a scar on his face walked in. When he saw him, he was immediately stunned.
"How did you get out?"
"Well..." Silas's eyes flashed with a ghostly light. He stepped forward and hugged the man's shoulders affectionately: "Don't rush to ask questions, we still have a long time..."
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"It seems you have found a solution." LeBlanc quietly appeared in the dungeon and watched a warrior confiding various secrets to Silas.
When the spiritual magic came into his hands, it burst out with even more amazing power, and even the stubborn will of the dead man melted and disintegrated under his gaze.
"Okay, now you have completed the task." He whispered softly in the man's ear: "Now you have a new task, go and kill the person who issued the last task!"
"Kill the publisher of the previous mission..."
There was struggle in the man's eyes, but under the control of the green mind magic, he quickly believed Silas's words.
"For Demacia!"
"For Demacia!"
The man stood up and left, and LeBlanc watched with interest as Silas took away the ability from El Bella.
"This is the special magic that only gifted people can possess." She smiled and said, "Would you like to try using it on me? Silas."
"Forget it." Silas spread his hands: "Don't think I'm a fool."
Release magic on a monster that has been alive for who knows how long...
Silas would not break up with her easily if he was not completely sure, and besides, the ship he was on seemed to have a bright future, so why bother?
"I think the answer sheet I handed in should satisfy you, so let's start... We have agreed to help me build a brand new magical kingdom and become a sharp sword in your hands!"
He clenched his fist in the air, as if light was bursting out.
LeBlanc smiled brightly, and pointed a finger at the chain on Silas's wrist. A massive amount of magic instantly poured in, causing the chain to climb up the lines of thorny vines: "This is a compliment for you. Let me talk about you next."
That’s the plan.”
"With the help of Green's ability, I can subtly plant hints to the demon hunters outside." Silas said: "If it weren't for the killer just now, I wouldn't have known that there were a lot of evil hidden among the nobles.
Where's the devil, haha..."
He sneered: "I guess if the demon hunters come to your door, they won't be able to defend themselves, right?"
"You want to provoke conflicts among the nobles?" LeBlanc raised his eyebrows.
"Why not?" Silas leaned against the wall comfortably, with a sarcastic expression: "Our strength is still too weak, let's let them go dog-eat-dog first! Anyway, now that I'm 'dead', who will remember me?"
Woolen cloth?"
"Very well, go ahead and make fun."
LeBlanc nodded happily: "It's just that once you fail, alternatives should be put on the agenda."
"I won't fail again!" Silas laughed.
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The draft horses that carried supplies were not as fast as the cavalry horses that Chai Anping and his crew rode for the first time, but they still made it back to Demacia City at noon on the fourth day of their return.
The people who completed the task alerted the commander of the city defense army.
A middle-aged man rushed from the office to the doorway under the city wall. He had a distinguished status and was Needham's immediate boss, so he naturally knew the contents of their missions.
"Mission accomplished?" he asked nervously.
"Yes." Quinn nodded.
"Hurry and follow me into the palace!"
Under the guard of the city guards, the six people quickly entered the palace.
Walsh's secret letter and military report were sent directly to Jarvan III's study.
"A few of you...are tired from traveling." The inner court guards respectfully asked the six of them to go aside and clean themselves: "Your Majesty may summon you later."
Jarvan III?
Chai Anping was a little confused. He was going to see the emperor of Demacia as soon as he came back?
The six of them were surrounded by chamberlains to remove their armor and change their clothes. Not to mention anything else, the chamberlain was already very skilled in this act.
Chai Anping "tactfully" refused the request of the male chamberlain to help with the bath. Chai Anping took a happy bath alone. The muddy water on his body flowed into the drain, giving him an inexplicable sour feeling.
From the moment he entered the capital, his thoughts flew to the Crown Guard Mansion.
"I wonder what Lux is doing now?"
Wearing the loose white robes unique to the nobles in the palace, the six of them, Chai Anping and Quinn, regrouped and gathered together, feeling that the air was much smoother.
"The mission is completed. Let's go for a drink together tonight!" Pickle greeted in a low voice: "Is everything okay?"
Everyone turned their attention to Partridge.
"Of course I'll go too!"
The noble young master was a little embarrassed, but this time he didn't hesitate at all.
"I'll come out as soon as I get home." Dobin smiled shyly: "I have to go home first and send a letter."
"Then I +1." Chai Anping raised his hand.
"Who are you reporting to?!" Partridge looked unkind.
"Ahem...want to duel?" Chai Anping glanced at him sideways.
"???"
Partridge's expression suddenly became extremely exciting. You can plow a hundred meters of land, and I'm going to duel with you. Are you tired of living?!
"Six adults, Your Majesty has summoned you!"
"Let's go, let's go."
Among the six people, only Quinn and Partridge have actually met the third generation.
Partridge's surname was Sirold, and technically he was a relative of the state. When he saw the third generation, he had to call him "uncle".
With the two of them taking the lead, the six of them walked into the solemn Forbidden Demon Stone Palace with their heads bowed respectfully.
Chai Anping's face began to turn a little pale, and this terrifying sense of oppression directly suppressed the magic power in his body and made him lose all sense.
fortunately……
In such a huge palace, the huge amount of Forbidden Demon Stones would not shine with such a small amount of magic power from him, otherwise it would be really... embarrassing.
There was a slight tingling sensation all over the body, but once you got used to it, it wouldn't have any impact.
Walking through the wide corridor from the waiting room, although Chai Anping has been a palace guard for a long time, he has never been to such a deep place.
The magnificent and majestic buildings condensed the essence of Demacia for thousands of years. In the white castle hall, some royal relatives stood chatting.
Chai Anping unexpectedly saw his cheap director, his rich, fat face smiling at him...
It seems that he has gained glory on behalf of the Inspection Department again?
It's easy to guess the prince's mood, you can tell it directly by looking at his expression.
As soon as he saw himself, he hugged the people around him and boasted loudly about something, beaming with joy, as if he was commanding him.
The tall middle-aged man next to him laughed with him, and was forced to bend down so that the prince's hand could hold him more comfortably.
Several people left the main hall through the side door, and the waiter bowed respectfully:
"My lords, if you go forward, you will find His Majesty's study."