Chapter 822 Visitors

Probably because the early strategy failed to work, the attitude of the priestess has changed drastically from before, and even her tone has softened a lot. Although she still sounds emotionless, she no longer has that aggressive attitude, more like We are discussing with Zhang Heng, and the terms offered are also very generous.

However, Zhang Heng did not agree immediately. Negotiations always involve bargaining, so Zhang Heng paused for a moment and said, "One more thing. After executing this oracle, I will not be selected as an oracle again." executor."

"This is impossible." The priestess shook her head. "Firstly, it is against the rules. Secondly, even if I am willing to agree to you, I can't do it. Although the oracle is issued by me, the executor is selected by the Assassin Council. , if everyone thinks you are suitable to execute the oracle, then they will choose you to execute the oracle, and generally the same person will not be allowed to execute the oracle twice in a row."

However, this answer did not satisfy Zhang Heng, so he continued, "Then you can choose not to issue an oracle. I heard Dadatis say that there have been situations where there has been no oracle for more than 40 years."

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The priestess was speechless upon hearing this, "What do you think of me? I'm just Cleis's spokesperson in the world. I can't decide whether or when Cleis will issue an oracle. Moreover, the matter of hounds is Dada." Tisi has also told you that the recent period has not been peaceful, and you may not be able to relax even without the oracle."

"Then what else can you provide me?" Zhang Heng asked.

The priestess bit her lip, "If you must take advantage of this transaction, how about adding me?"

Zhang Heng was quite surprised. He didn't expect that this woman as cold as marble would suddenly say such words, "Aren't you a priest?"

"I am not a saint of Vesta. Priests of Creus do not need to remain pure. In fact, our teachings also involve things between men and women. Cleis encourages such things. This is what it is. Part of the balance.”

"Thank you... for your love, really, but I have no interest in marble." Zhang Heng said, because there was a black cloth covering his eyes, he could not see the flash of anger in the eyes of the priestess opposite, which was probably for a woman The biggest insult.

However, the latter's expression soon returned to normal, and he said coldly, "Then it's you who will make the offer."

"Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you. In addition to letting me enter the library, Dadatis can also retire early." Zhang Heng changed the conditions.

"Huh?" This time the unexpected person was the priestess. She didn't expect that Zhang Heng's second condition was actually related to Dadatis.

"That guy is already old. Although he has never admitted this, his skills are as slow as a frozen earthworm. He can only rely on a little cleverness to get by, so he no longer has much power over the Balanced Blade. Useful, besides, now that you have me, you can let that guy go home and retire." Zhang Heng said.

"You are worried that the war between us and the hounds will affect him." The priestess suddenly realized, "I didn't expect that he still has a lot of weight in your heart, but unless he asks to retire and pass the position to you , no one can force him to leave the Balanced Blade. Well, I have a good relationship with him. I can find an excuse to trick him into traveling to some remote place. When he comes back, it will be at least a year later. Then You should have taken his place by then, what do you think?"

"Deal." Zhang Heng said.

The priestess finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. This meeting was completely different from what she had imagined. It was out of her control from the beginning. Neither the prison-like carriage nor the threats she made afterward allowed her to occupy it. Taking the initiative, she had to pay a higher price to obtain Zhang Heng's cooperation.

"How should I inform your people when I find Otrus?" Zhang Heng then asked.

"Go to Perfume Shop Street, find a perfume shop with iris flowers outside, and say you want to buy a bottle of perfume without any smell. Then pay a sesterces to the person who receives you, and he will lead you to my person. of."

After saying this, the priestess's attitude cooled down again, as if she had completely lost interest in Zhang Heng.

So Zhang Heng did not stay any longer with a wink, and lay down in the carriage again. Then the priestess put down the baffle, called the slaves outside, and sent Zhang Heng back to the small bridge where he came from, but The old Persian trainer and the oarless boat were gone.

The other party seemed very cautious during this meeting and did not reveal any information about the location to him from beginning to end.

Zhang Heng could only tell from the blurry scene through the black cloth that he was in a room. Other than that, he spent most of his time in the small, damp carriage.

However, if the other party thought that he could completely hide it from him, then he would be underestimating him. Zhang Heng glanced at the starfish in his hand. This watch had accompanied him through various dungeons, and the amazing thing was that no matter what era, no matter how cautious his opponents were, they would ignore the existence of this watch.

It is like a blind spot in the world. Although the time above is still the time in the real world, you can also get the time in the dungeon by multiplying it by the flow rate of the dungeon. Zhang Heng had put it to his ear before in the carriage. , dividing the route into equal parts from the tick interval of the second hand.

He mentally recorded every part of the carriage's steering, and then also recorded the road conditions during the journey based on the degree of bumps.

But considering that the priestess was probably hiding somewhere to observe him after sending him to the bridge, Zhang Heng did not immediately turn around to find the room where he was a guest, but returned to his residence first.

Zhang Heng slept until the morning. The little slave girl got up early and prepared the meal. However, someone didn't even bother to open her eyes, so she could only put the breakfast on the table and drag it with her. His chin rested on the table in a daze.

As a result, the wait turned breakfast into lunch. Zhang Heng got up from the bed and yawned. The little slave girl expressed concern about his current situation, "Although we still have money on hand. Half, but if I don’t work, I can’t survive for less than two months, otherwise I’d better work in the laundry room again.”

"Have you remembered that there are other jobs available? Don't worry, money is not a problem. Someone will send us money soon." Zhang Heng said as he picked up a piece of bread.

As if in response to what he just said, there was a knock on the door.