919 Chapter 919: Connector

Rachel said respectfully, "Mr. Ambassador, is he the one who will connect with me in the future?"

Aslan nodded, and then left in a hurry.

Rachel looked at Aslan who was coming and going in a hurry, with a puzzled look on her face.

Opening the backpack, in addition to hundreds of medicines, there was a brand-new joint location for medicines. She checked the medicines, and they were just ordinary evolution medicines and fighting power medicines.

There is nothing wrong with it on the surface, Rachel would definitely not think so, otherwise, Mr. Ambassador would not have sent it specially, and specially prepared a medicine channel for her, this is to give her a chance to make meritorious service.

Coming out of the logistics center, she walked on the road in a daze. The clean roads, neat street lights, and heavy traffic made her feel like she had traveled back to Blue Star.

She had never seen the prosperity of Merlot City.

Its prosperity is not much worse than that of the capital of Gonzalez, and what is more important is that from time to time there are neat magic soldiers and mentor-level powerhouses flying over in the sky.

Seeing that Rachel was terrified, she suddenly understood why the Council of Elders gave up attacking Sino Continent.

The Melox Empire alone is so terrifying, not to mention the old powers such as the capital of magic and the East God religion.

It is estimated that the Council of Elders wants to play the trick five hundred years ago.

Suddenly Rachel raised her head suddenly, what did she suddenly understand?

These potions are likely to be the same as the elder council used in the past, but they are aimed at Blue Star professionals.

But Rachel doesn't care, she has betrayed the Gonzalian country, especially recently, Fox has repeatedly revealed his dissatisfaction with the council of elders. proud of the monster.

Early the next morning, Rachel walked out of the only airport in Weimar province. Looking at the loose crowd and various carriages outside the airport, she couldn't laugh or cry.

The establishment of the Melox Empire is still too short, and the vast land makes many places relatively backward.

According to the agreed location given by the Ministry of Intelligence, the Flying Pigeon Hotel, just after arriving at the hotel, Rachel noticed that many people were staring at the hotel. On the spot, she saw a hidden pattern, she stretched out to block the sun, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

The sunglasses have a special coating that allows you to see most fonts written in special liquids.

Sure enough, a small sign appeared on the wall.

Rachel followed the signs all the way, and soon came to a hidden bridge hole, just in time to see an old beggar.

The old beggar made a concealed gesture to Rachel, and Rachel immediately knelt down and took out a one-yuan Merlot coin for him.

"Do you know how to go around the circuit?" Rachel asked.

The old beggar pointed in one direction and said, "Go straight for 100 meters and make a turn."

Following the guidance of the old beggar, Rachel quickly came to a leaky wooden house in the slums. Inside lay three people covered in blood. A middle-aged man with brown hair was smoking a cigarette deeply.

After exchanging a signal with Rachel, he nodded slightly, and opened a cabinet, which contained two large suitcases.

"Everything is here, more than half of our people have been lost, and the rest is all up to you." The middle-aged man said.

Rachel looked at the potions in the two large travel bags, and the corners of her mouth twitched. It was only a problem not to be watched when she went out with such a big thing on her back.

"Is the Potion of Broken Mirror still there?" Rachel asked.

The middle-aged man nodded, and pulled out the innermost part of the suitcase, revealing a layer of protective purple potion, surrounded by a metal shell for protection.

Rachel couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and kept the breaking potion close to her body.

"Take out the most expensive potion, and leave it to you to deal with it yourself."

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he took out the most expensive medicines, all of which were available to S-level professionals.

Rachel took the high-level potion away and stayed in the slums for a while, then received a message from the ambassador, and the soul communicator rang.

"Have you left there?"

"Leave!" Rachel said.

"Very good, wait for me at the Old Black Tavern, I'll get rid of my hands and come over."

After speaking, the soul communicator returned to the silent state.

Rachel looked around in fear, and soon she noticed that a large number of armed forces poured into the street where she had just arrived, and two men in black stopped directly in front of Rachel.

"Where did you come from? Where are you going? What is the backpack on your back?"

Rachel's breathing subconsciously became quicker, and she tried to calm down and said: "I came here by the magic train from Merlot City, and I am going to buy some souvenirs to sell back. These are all the goods I just bought, because I am short on money, I am going to Go across the slums to Beicheng District."

The man in black nodded. When Rachel was talking, her movements were not slow. She had already hugged the travel bag to her chest and unzipped it.

If the man in black took a closer look, he would definitely find the shiny glass vessel inside.

The man in black seemed to have received an urgent order, and said politely: "Ma'am, this place is no better than Melo City, please don't enter the slums at will when you are alone in the future, so as not to encounter unnecessary danger."

Rachel looked at the man in black who had turned away, and raised the travel bag in her hand and shouted, "Why don't you check it?"

The man in black waved his hand, signaling Rachel to leave quickly.

Rachel zipped up the travel bag, flung it on her back naturally, and strode away, but her entire back was already wet.

In the old black tavern, Rachel had already drank four glasses of low-quality malt wine, and she was a little impatient waiting. The water mixed with these malt wines had an alcohol content of only four to five degrees, and it was very difficult to get her drunk.

When she ordered the fifth glass of malt wine, a tall and straight figure appeared outside the gate of the tavern. He was wearing dark gray knight armor, tied up his blond hair and tied it into a ponytail, with a delicate face and blue eyes. There was a strong hormonal breath exuding all the time, which made Rachel subconsciously blow a whistle.

The blond knight frowned dissatisfiedly when he saw Rachel who was whistling, but walked towards Rachel without any hesitation, which made Rachel slightly astonished.

"Rachel?"

Rachel suddenly came to her senses, changed her frivolity just now, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Ambassador asked you to come?"

"Well, my name is Lancelot, the head of the Seventh Military Intelligence Bureau of the Empire." Lancelot snapped his fingers, and the bartender immediately brought a glass of bright red liquid.

It was fine red wine, and as Lancelot shook the red wine glass, Rachel was very surprised by the light aroma of the wine.

There is such a good wine in such a dilapidated tavern.