Chapter 943

"Cleaned up?"

Elena looked at Zoe who came out from below the deck, and asked.

"Well, it took me a while to find someone." She wiped the blood on her face, "Fortunately, it's all here."

"What should I do next?" Betty shrugged, "Write a report to His Majesty Roland?"

"Let Elena write it. I'm not good at summarizing. Anyway, His Majesty didn't take it seriously. He only said that the stability of the overall situation is the main thing, and the means of handling it are arbitrary. Just write him as a person who is unwilling to fail and has ulterior motives. For such a person, it is better to die."

"That's the way it is," Betty said confidently, "If it wasn't for evil intentions, why did you choose a border city closest to Chenxi?"

"Your Majesty's attitude is casual, but we can't." Elena cleared her throat, "I will clearly list the causes, consequences and analysis basis of this report, including your speeches—just like a meeting in the city hall Record that."

"You just want to get his appreciation so that you can get more chances to go to the dream world," Zooey rolled her eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Hey, can it be like this? I didn't even think of it..." Betty looked at Elena with glowing eyes, "Can you teach me how to write an official report?"

"Uh...let's talk about it later," the latter coughed twice, "let's settle the business first."

"That's right," Zooey put away her teasing look, "but don't write this part into the report."

"I know." Elena turned around and looked at the other side of the deck, beckoning to several men in black robes, "Come here."

With the support of the two men, the old man at the head tremblingly walked in front of the three of them, bowed and saluted, "My lord, what is your order?"

"Since you are willing to come here with us, it means that you have made enough preparations, right?" Elena asked solemnly.

The other party is the creator of "black money", the legendary businessman Barry Helossa of Glory City. Although the God's Punishment Witch was unrivaled in battle, some things still required the assistance of mortals, such as intercepting Amperin at sea, and ensuring that the death of the other party had nothing to do with Graycastle.

For a mortal, regicide is an unimaginable crime, especially one that ends a royal line. No amount of wealth can counteract this ridiculous blood worship, as can be seen on Barikh's trembling shoulders. But he still took this step, and this move alone is enough to prove his ambition.

"Yes... I am willing to serve God Envoy."

"Relax," Elena patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, "In the eyes of gods, the identity of a mortal is meaningless, so what about a king? What are you going to do next?"

Bariher eased a little, "Of the three options, I still prefer the first one. It is the safest to pretend to be a shipwreck. Dozens of ships sink on this route every year due to storms, tsunamis, rocks and other reasons, especially There will be a torrential rain in two days at the border, as long as the boat goes deeper into the sea and drills through the bottom of the boat, no one will know what happened here."

He took a breath, and continued, "As for pretending to be pirates' looting or nobles' revenge, neither can be invulnerable, although it can divert people's suspicion to a specific target-0---0---small-- Say---this is the gorgeous dividing line-let go of that witch -Small--said--this is a gorgeous dividing line--marked, but what is fake is fake, as long as you check carefully, you can always find some clues. Even if you can't find it, those nobles can create some loopholes by themselves .”

"If it's a shipwreck, are you sure that all the clues will disappear?" Zoe asked coldly.

"Yes, my lord," Balih said harshly, "The sailors I brought will also disappear together with this ship. The people who finish the job are silent people trained by "black money", and it is absolutely impossible to leak the news. "

"The silent one?" Elena looked at the attendants beside him, "Are these two too?"

"You guessed it right, they can neither hear nor speak, and they need to give orders through specific gestures when commanding, which is why they are called the silent ones."

"That's really a waste of money..." Elena naturally knew how troublesome it would be to train a deaf-mute to become a warrior. I'm afraid that one out of ten can become one, and this is still under the condition that the seedlings are good. Where did an underground chamber of commerce collect so many good-looking deaf-mute people? I'm afraid these people were selected, and then deliberately made it like this with drugs and other means.

Of course, she doesn't care about how mortals treat her. Even in the era of the Federation, they never gave up bullying the weaker.

"This time I brought a full 50 Silent Ones, and I didn't listen to anyone's command except me. It was more than enough to deal with those sailors. This plan can be said to be foolproof." Barikh rubbed his chest.

"Very well, let's do this," Elena exchanged glances with Zooey and Betty, "But there is one more thing I need you to do."

The old businessman swallowed, "As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best."

If it was just an "accident", she had no need to hide it from His Majesty Roland. The next order did not come from Roland, but from Pasha.

"It's very simple, "Dark Money" has hooked up with the new Lord of Dawn, Howard Quinn. The Chamber of Commerce will continue to support him on the surface, and at the same time put as much eyeliner as possible into his new government system, and secretly monitor Quinn. Because of the family's every move, do you understand? "

"But... isn't he a puppet supported by you?" Balih asked puzzled.

"It's just in case. After all, the will of a mortal is short and fragile, especially when the real challenge comes, who can guarantee that the performance of the puppet will remain the same?" Elena paused, "And relying on It is not safe for a family to manage Chenxi. I hope that your "Black Money" Chamber of Commerce can also become a part of it. "

If a person yearns for power, he would have been elated upon hearing this hint, but Balih did not show much joy, but worried, "This requires a long-term plan, and only I can stabilize those partnerships." Man, but God Envoy, you know my body..."

Elena took out two porcelain bottles from behind, and put them in front of the other party, "Take it, you can drink it when you feel uncomfortable, but remember, the two bottles cannot be drunk consecutively, and the interval must be more than one month. Another six bottles With medicine, your body can meet the basic requirements needed for transformation."

Ecstasy suddenly appeared in Balih's eyes. He took the porcelain bottle in a hurry, put it in his arms carefully, then bent down deeply, and replied excitedly, "I will definitely complete the task you assigned!"

"Work hard, and when things are done, we will accept you into immortality." Elena said softly.