Chapter 480 Respective Actions 2 (First Order Plus Update)

Subhia Sea, Jedga Island.

Tonight, there was a heavy rain on Yedega Island. The island that has been washed by rainwater is full of fresh smell after the rain.

Alger was walking on a small road, stepping on water stains, large and small, and there would always be one or two scattered leaves stuck under the soles of his shoes.

He was ordered to come to Jedga Island to investigate the 'evil' that appeared on this island, and it has been many days.

The island was originally controlled by a dictator 'Jedgar', so the island was named after him, but now, the owner of the island is dead.

During these days of unannounced investigations, a hunter appeared in Alger's sight.

The hunter was named Raleigh, and it is said that Jedgar died under his hands.

Judging from various traces and clues, Yedgar imprisoned many adventurers and Beyonders in a dungeon under his own house.

From Jedgar's house, many materials and items used for the ceremony also flowed out.

Judging from all the information, Yedgar was planning to use those people in the dungeon to hold some kind of ceremony, which required the use of living sacrifices, and they were human beings, obviously to please a certain evil god.

In addition, Alger also found some traces of the activities of the Rose School of Thought, so it seems that Yedgar should be a dictator supported by the Rose School of Thought.

But all of this has been destroyed by that hunter named 'Rayleigh'.

Alger was no stranger to Raleigh.

Through the church's internal information, he knew that Raleigh, the hunter, first appeared in Damir Port, where he hunted the 'Blood Shark', and the 'Blood Shark' seemed to be a member of Admiral Blood's fleet, so Admiral Blood also offered a bounty of up to 2,500 pounds for the hunter.

Afterwards, the hunter "Rayleigh" assisted Bishop Miller in Bansi Port to solve the curse incident in the underground temple of Damir Port.

After that cooperation, Raleigh was given the holy emblem of the storm by Master Miller and became one of the church's "informants" at sea.

However, since the incident on Jedga Island, the hunter seems to have disappeared, and he has never contacted the church again. There are rumors that he joined the "Golden Dream", but the truth is unknown.

Alger came to a bar and pushed open the heavy door of the bar, preparing to collect some information.

At this moment, a boundless gray fog suddenly surged behind the gate of the bar. Alger suddenly saw a video, and the voice of prayer rang in his ears.

"Dear Mister Fool."

".Please be sure to inform the members of the Loen Kingdom so that they can respond in time to avoid disaster."

The Feysac Empire is going to surprise Pritz Harbor?

Alger was inexplicably shocked by the news. At this time, the gray fog cleared, and several drinkers who wanted to leave couldn't move because he was blocking the door, and they couldn't help complaining.

Alger stood there like a stone sculpture, and after a while, he turned around and ran out of the bar.

He headed straight for the telegraph office on the island. He decided to report the news, and he believed that once the news was confirmed, his name would appear in the sight of some big people!

This is the motivation for Alger to run for it.

Backlund, Jorwood District.

When the 1.5-meter-tall blond lady returned to the residence with tired steps, she just opened the door when she heard her friend exclaim from the room.

Although exhausted, Xio still cheered up, pulled off the 'Shadow Gauntlet' on his hand, rushed to Forsi's bedroom, and kicked it away!

boom.

The wooden door was kicked open by the blond lady, and she saw Forsi in pajamas, with messy hair and a cigarette in her hand, sitting down on the ground.

The chair was overturned on its side, and it seemed that she accidentally fell off. Xio looked around and was relieved when he saw that the windows were closed tightly and there was no sign of intrusion.

"What are you doing?" Xio pulled up her friend, and saw that the shoulder straps of her pajamas had slipped down, revealing her smooth and round shoulders, and the proudly standing peaks under the loose neckline.

Look at yourself again.

Forget it, don't read it.

Xio grabbed his rough blond hair and looked at the table, where there were papers spread out, with only a few lines of text on them.

"Are you rushing to draft?"

Fors put out her cigarette, collapsed onto the sofa and said, "I wish I was rushing to draft, but the truth is, I lack inspiration."

"Then you should have a good sleep, maybe you will have inspiration tomorrow."

Hugh walked to the door, trying to help her close the door.

"stop."

Fors suddenly called out.

Xio turned around: "Why?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Hugh glanced at her, then closed the door.

Only then did Forsi grab the curly hair and said: "The Fesacs are going to bomb Backlund, next Wednesday, I should notify Xio, and then leave Backlund, this is the best choice, right? "

"After all, I can't help much if I stay, but if I want to leave, where can I go?"

"Leaving Backlund and going to other cities in Loen doesn't seem to help. If war really breaks out, other places may not be as safe as Backlund."

"After all, this is Loen's heart. Even if the Feysacs really bombed here, there will be big shots."

"And if we leave Backlund and Loen, the journey is too far away. I have to bring a lot of luggage, and it makes people collapse just thinking about it."

"Let's stay in Backlund, wait and see, it won't be too late to make a decision after seeing how the situation changes"

She always wants to delay until the last moment.

Whether it is rushing to draft or other things, if you can't make a decision immediately, you don't make a decision immediately.

"I'm done with today's work, and I'm going back now."

In the south area of ​​the bridge, in the Harvest Church, the handsome vampire Emlyn White, with his hair combed back at a slant, couldn't wait to speak to Father Utravsky.

The tall but kind-faced priest smiled and said, "Go back, you have experienced dedication and gratitude recently, and you will reap the pure joy that comes from it."

"I'm not happy at all." Emlyn said reflexively, and then hurriedly left the church, but habitually closed the door.

He eagerly headed towards the west district. He had something urgent to report to the upper echelons of the blood race.

"Damn it, the Feysacs actually want to bomb Backlund. If there is a war, then I won't be able to buy those life-sized dolls in the future, right?"

"Damn it, I don't want to leave Backlund. I don't want to stay in the cold underground and sleep in a coffin where spiders and other bugs visit."

"Besides, my dolls can't fit in the coffin!"

PS: Well, this month's debt should be paid off~