Chapter 99 The Night Before. Next!

Following Jason's low shout, a man came out with his hands raised in the shadows formed by the walls, trees and moonlight outside the courtyard.

The other party has deliberately dressed up, the clothes and shoes are normal, and the face has also been modified, not only wearing a fake beard, but also wearing a wig that can cover most of the face.

However, even so, Jason recognized each other at a glance.

Salmon!

The official person who succeeded Duke and took over Lord's "mysterious side" before.

Take the train with them to Tert.

It can be regarded as a staunch supporter of 'Sivok VII'.

Of course!

For them, the other party is not a friend.

"Samon?!"

"You still dare to appear here?!"

Tanier also recognized Salmon, and anger appeared on his face immediately.

The teacher of the Deer Academy and the second consultant of the Lord Police Department have only three things that he cannot accept in his twenty-odd years of life.

First, the death of the old jazz.

Second, the "looking up at the starry sky" that I never want to recall.

The third is the 'betrayal' that Salmon understates.

Without hesitation, Tanier took out the revolver he carried with him.

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Salmon, who had disguised himself, looked very indifferent.

In fact, when he decided to come here, he completely ignored life and death.

"Sorry, Tanier."

"I can't say sorry."

"I don't have that thick skin yet."

"However, there is one thing that I must tell Your Excellency Jason."

After Salmon finished speaking,

He looked at Jason.

In the eyes, there are prayers and expectations.

"I promise, you won't regret hearing about it."

Salmon emphasized.

"No regrets?"

"It should be that you don't regret it?"

"If you appear here, don't you have nowhere to go? That's why you came to try your luck?"

Tanier sneered, exposing the tricks in the other party's words.

Tanier might not be the brilliant type, but he's not stupid either.

I have a basic grasp of the environment I am in and what has happened recently.

Salmon was a staunch royalist.

There is no doubt about it.

Then, with the death of 'Sivok VII', Salmon naturally became a bereaved dog.

In the capital Teerte, there is no place for the other party.

He might even have been hunted down.

Tanier, who used to be half of the "mysterious side" official, knows very well that the behavior of these so-called "mysterious side" official people is definitely not friendly.

Offending some people is almost a certainty.

In normal times, of course, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But at this time?

Ha ha.

Seeing that Salmon looked embarrassed even though he was disguised, Tanier sneered.

Just like what he just said.

The other party came to try their luck.

It's like a drowning man finding a straw.

No matter what the result is, you must grab it!

Tanier was very determined.

Because of this, he became more and more disdainful.

Salmon remained silent.

It seems to be hit by Tanier.

About two seconds later, the former official leader of Lord's "mysterious side" said to Jason: "I want to talk to you alone."

Facing such words, Tanier smiled.

And Jason?

Get up and walk towards the kitchen.

In the immediate situation, do we still need to choose?

One is a friend who shares weal and woe.

One is an ally who once betrayed him.

Just because the other party pretended to be mysterious and chose the latter?

You have a sick mind to choose that way.

"Taniel, what do you want?"

Jason asked as he walked.

"As you please."

"French fries, chicken wings, and onion rings are fine."

Tanier replied.

The conversation between the two of them made Salmon feel a little overwhelmed—he had already guessed how he would be treated, and it was definitely not the worst situation in front of him.

The worst thing was that Jason attacked as soon as they met.

But now, he would rather encounter the worst situation.

Because, in front of you, is the most difficult situation.

Do not trust!

"I really have an extremely important message to inform Your Excellency Jason."

"This time, I didn't lie."

Salmon emphasized.

However, Jason and Tanier were not moved at all.

This made the officials of the former Lord's "mysterious side" anxious.

He stood outside the courtyard, at a loss.

After more than ten seconds, Salmen took out a pen and paper and began to write.

"This is what I want to say to you."

"I wrote it all on it."

"Whether you want to watch it or not, it's your freedom."

"and also……"

Salmen obviously wanted to say something else, but in the end he shook his head, put the note behind the courtyard gate, and said, "Goodbye."

After speaking, the former official of Lord's "mysterious side" turned and left.

Walk hesitantly.

Wanted to go back several times.

However, there was no turning back.

Jason and Tanier just watched each other leave indifferently.

It wasn't until Salmon disappeared that Jason and Tanier looked at each other, and Jason disappeared.

The note at the gate of the courtyard also disappeared together.

Only Tanier was left sitting there, shouting towards the kitchen.

"Matthew, do you want more food?"

"I'm a little hungry."

...

With his head lowered, he half covered his face with his hat, and walked quickly towards the outside of Zhenglishu Street.

He did what he could.

next?

It can only be resigned to fate.

die?

He is also ready.

only……

Hope it's not too painful.

Salmon's special talent and his career as a fortuneteller made him feel that his own death was coming.

Moreover, perhaps because his death was approaching, his inspiration suddenly increased several times.

He 'saw' something that he couldn't 'see' at all on weekdays.

There are good ones.

There are bad ones.

There is also what he looks forward to.

Even more unacceptable to him.

Among them, the bad ones are the vast majority.

What was unacceptable was even worse than he could have imagined.

Compared with it, the difficulties faced by Jason and Tanier just now are nothing, like a feather, light and light.

In short, that would be a difficult result for him to accept.

Of course, this result can be changed.

As long as someone breaks the game!

It can definitely change the result.

he?

no.

Although he 'sees' it, he has no ability to change anything.

On the contrary, if he got involved, it would only make things worse.

because……

His strength is really too bad.

However, Jason was different.

Jason's strength is strong enough.

However, this is not the key point!

The key point is that after his inspiration has been greatly enhanced, he still cannot see Jason's "fate track"!

Everything about Jason is hidden!

It was as if an invisible force was protecting Jason!

Salmen doesn't know what it is, but he knows that such a Jason is enough to be the key to breaking the game.

This is enough.

"hope……"

"It will get better."

Saying that, Salmon had already looked at the two people standing on the excuse of Zhenglishu Street.

The two were wearing cloaks, covering their faces and figures.

Salmon looked back again.

At some point, behind him, two similarly dressed people appeared.

Ugh.

Sighing slightly, Salmon didn't run away, let alone yell.

Because, he knew, running was useless.

He can't run at all.

As for yelling?

It was a waste of effort.

He straightened his clothes, straightened the hat that covered his face, and walked towards the two people in cloaks in front of him.

Before it was to add a little hope of escape that might exist.

Now?

no need.

It is better to die calmly than to die in the gutter in a wimpy manner.

The fear of death has not diminished for Salmon at this time, but at the moment of facing certain death, at least he chooses to die decently.

"Let's go."

Walking in front of those two people, the two people behind followed suit, and Salmon said to the two people in front of him calmly.

Those two didn't talk nonsense, they just turned sideways to get out of the way.

When Salmon took a step, the two moved forward with Salmon on the left and right.

The two behind them followed closely.

Salmen was almost escorted out of Zhenglishu Street.

Turning out of the street, a sack was put on his head, and he was pushed into the carriage.

Roll!

The wheels ran over the gravel path.

With some bumps, Salmon could clearly feel that he was moving away from Tert—the feeling of death was getting closer and closer, and his inspiration was increasing again, almost straight up.

Get me out of Turtle?

Is it redundant?

wrong!

wrong!

I'm……

bait!

Salmon reacted almost instantly.

Then, with the inspiration that increased linearly, with the help of the special expertise of a 'twister', he spied an old man sitting in front of a small coffee table, greedily enjoying sweets.

But the old man, who was supposed to be completely attracted by the sweets, raised his head at this moment as if aware of it.

Then, the old man smiled.

Smile at Salmon.

Suddenly, a chill hit his forehead.

Salmon shuddered.

The picture in my mind immediately shattered.

He didn't know who that old man was, but he confirmed that the other party was the organizer of this incident.

Immediately, Samon struggled.

But the next moment, it stopped.

One of the four people guarding Salmon raised his foot and gave Salmon a hard kick. At the moment when Salmon was gasping for breath in pain, a hand knife hit the back of Salmon's neck.

Salmon fainted immediately.

"'Fortune Masters' are indeed the most troublesome group of people."

"Especially, the talented group."

Jista's voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.

Among the four escorts, the one who was obviously the leader nodded in agreement.

"yes."

"That's why we have been laying out for many years to cut off their 'road'."

That voice was cold.

The words spoken made the hair stand on end.

"The specific layout is up to you."

"You were the ones who made the move."

"I?"

"On the contrary, I discouraged you."

Geista said while eating.

In the room that belonged to him, the two pastry chefs hired by him with a high salary were serving two plates of cakes that had just been carefully baked. Geista did not shy away from them.

Of course, the two pastry chefs who walked stiffly, looked dull, and looked like dead people would not say much.

them……

Do not!

yes they are.

Already lost the ability to think.

All there is is an order from Gesta.

Other than that, basically only the instincts of undead creatures remain.

"This cherry cake is really delicious."

Geista admired.

While talking, he also babbled.

And in the void in front of him, there was the voice of the leader in the carriage.

"You say such words..."

"Those 'divinators' who were tricked to death by you will die with regret."

There was a lot of sarcasm in the words.

"I have persuaded them."

"Make them work for me."

"As a result, they are pretentious, so let them... all die."

Geista said indifferently.

"Heh, what about Jason now?"

"You recruited too?"

The leader in the carriage asked with a chuckle.

"he?"

"He's different!"

"'Divinator' is different from 'Night Watchman'."

"The former is a falsehood without strength. Even if it is true, we can change it."

"the latter?"

"very dangerous."

"Each one is dangerous, especially when one is injured and the rest are found, and their dangers are multiplied—so, I wouldn't recruit him."

"Even, I won't appear in front of him in person."

Gesta speaks plausibly.

"That's why I'm here!"

"But why today?"

"Tomorrow is the funeral of that stupid emperor. Wouldn't it be better for him to come forward at that time and make the situation even more chaotic?"

The leader in the carriage asked seemingly puzzled.

"Ztal, do you want to know more about tomorrow's arrangement?"

"If it is, you can tell me directly."

"With the relationship between us, there is no need to beat around the bush like this."

As Gesta spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked her cream-stained fingers.

Hearing the clear licking sound, Zistal in the carriage shook his head very simply.

"I do not want to know!"

"I'm just a marginal figure in the organization!"

"I don't want to get involved in the fight between you!"

"I don't want to peek deeper!"

"I'm just taking my share of the pay!"

Zistal emphasized.

"It could not be better."

"Jason will leave it to you."

"others?"

"Leave it to us."

With that said, Geista ended the communication.

Then, the sweet-loving old man grinned grimly.

"Stay true to your duty?"

"Cztal, you acted too much."

"However, even if it is a waste, it is still useful, let alone a sixth-level professional like you?"

"Kill Jason!"

"Kill him..."

"The last bit of possible accidents will be eliminated!"

As Gesta said, he raised his hand and ordered his chef again.

"Make me more strawberry shortcake."

After the two undead chefs bowed, they turned and walked out.

He had already driven out of Teerte's carriage, turned a corner, and drove to the station where Teerte used to be.

Zitar, who wrapped his whole body in a black robe, covered his face with a hood, but even so, the three subordinates could sense the displeasure of their leader.

The three of them held their breath and concentrated, not daring to breathe.

A few minutes later, when the carriage drove into the abandoned station and came to a complete stop, Zitar returned to normal.

"Gista, you wait!"

"Do you really think you can control everything?!"

"There will be a big surprise waiting for you tomorrow morning!"

Saying such words, one of the elders of the organization pushed open the carriage door and was about to get out of the carriage.

However, the next moment, he was stunned.

Because, in front of him, stood a person who was completely unexpected to him——

Prince Ruitai!

'Prince Ruitai' dressed in ordinary clothes and unarmed!

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