Chapter 1798 Sivalka’s Warmth

Sivalka summoned a few of the stronger civilians over.

"We can't trust them."

“Until our fellow church members arrive, we are on our own.”

Sivalka pointed to the guards guarding outside the shanty town and said in a lowered voice.

"Mr. Sivalka, what are we going to do?"

The leader of the civilians also asked in a low voice.

These people all saw Sivalka's performance last night. Apart from the two saviors, Sivalka was already the most trusted person by these civilians.

Coupled with Sibalka's identity as a mercenary, it is even more convincing.

As for the guards at Etantinople?

Didn't show up last night.

It appears now.

They were greeted with only indifference and hostility.

Even a child knows that these people are unreliable.

"We need to put in patrols and sentries."

"I will find a way to use weapons."

"Have any of you learned swordsmanship or fighting?"

Sivalka asked.

After seeing everyone shaking their heads, Sivalka was not disappointed at all. This was all expected. He asked again: "There will always be shooting, right?"

"meeting!"

This time everyone nodded.

"That's good!"

"Now follow my grouping."

"You will form a patrol, and you will be in four squads. You will be stationed as sentries..."

Sivalka arranged it carefully.

He swore that he had never been so careful when he was a mercenary.

But he didn't have any complaints.

because……

After your heart has been warmed once, it feels so good.

He didn't want to lose this warmth.

He almost lost it last night.

He was afraid.

He was scared.

He was almost desperate.

Thankfully, all was lost.

Is there anything more beautiful than this?

Naturally, it has been maintained.

Keep this warmth.

Such warmth as a guardian.

Whoever dares to touch the warmth in his heart will be completely cold.

After arranging patrols and sentries, Sivalka glanced at the guards, and the coldness in his eyes flashed across.

They say they are guarding the shanty town, but the formation of these people is just for guarding!

Treat the people here as prisoners!

"Dirty people."

Sivalka thought silently in her heart.

What happened last night was strange and sudden.

The Temple of War has remained silent until now.

The royal family has no real explanation.

If there was nothing fishy in this, Sivalka wouldn't believe it.

Therefore, he needs the civilians here to protect him.

Best of all, get out of here.

Because he couldn't guarantee whether these people would be in danger again.

Bait is a very good thing.

Especially baits that can be used again and again are extremely popular.

“I hope the people from ‘Mist’ will come soon.”

Sivalka thought, but she was already planning to contact the old demon hunter.

Compared with the young man, the two parties had a 'friendly' contact after all.

Of course, more importantly, the younger one is just too scary.

Not only the strength shown, but also the aura. Although he did not face that aura in a real sense, Sibalka couldn't help but feel weak in his knees when he looked at the opponent.

He swore that even if he was a 'timid Sivalka', the only thing that could really give him such a feeling was facing the statue of the 'God of War' in the 'War Temple'.

Thinking of this, Sivalka once again expressed shock at the 'Snake Faction' among the demon hunters.

He knows something about the 'Snake Sect'.

After the 'Black Disaster', the wolf sect's demon hunters were almost wiped out, and they hid for decades. They only recently appeared because the guys from the 'Secret Order of Silent Night' slaughtered the remnants of the wolf sect.

Not to mention that the other party's forbearance is really as terrifying as a snake.

The strength shown by a young man alone is enough to make everyone guess.

He didn't even think that this young man could truly compare to the 'God of War'.

After all, it's just a statue.

But that young man is not alone either!

What about the other party’s companions?

Sheep flock.

The tiger walks alone.

How could someone be weak around a strong guy?

If a young man is so strong, how strong will the opponent's teacher be?

You know, according to the tradition of demon hunters, those who are really old but not dead are the most terrifying and feared ones, because not only are they rich in experience, but their strength is still there, and... they are not afraid of death!

That's right, just not afraid of death!

They would rather die on the battlefield than die on their bed.

Facing such an enemy would give anyone a headache.

"I'm afraid it's because of this that the people in the dark hall keep silent, right?"

"And that kind of mutation..."

"Faster than I thought."

"What an eventful time it has been!"

Sivalka sighed.

"Sighing will drive away good luck and usher in bad luck!"

A young female voice sounded from behind, and Ellie came over holding a glass of hot water.

"Thanks."

"This is a wise saying!"

Sivalka bent down, took it with a smile and said.

There are many such famous sayings in Hokuriku, but no one except children would believe them. In Etantinoburg, even children would not believe such words.

"My mother told me, she said to be strong."

Ellie answered seriously.

Under the morning sun, the little girl stood in front of her, her face seemed to be reflecting light.

The big eyes, which should be full of innocence and simplicity, are filled with sadness at this time.

"Feel sorry."

Sivalka whispered.

If he had come earlier, maybe none of this would have happened.

But how can the past be changed?

He can only cherish the present and change the future.

At least!

He wanted to change Ellie's fate.

The little girl stretched out her palm and placed it on Sivalka's frowned brow. Her swollen little hand carefully stretched out her index and middle fingers and smoothed it out slowly.

The pustules on the knuckles burst open with the force of the fingers and ran down the knuckles.

Sivalka's heart trembled.

Damn it!

How could I forget this!

Maintaining this bent posture, Sivalka kept the smile on her face unchanged.

"It will look better once it is smoothed."

Ellie laughed.

"Ellie, wait for me a moment."

"I'll be back in a minute!"

Sibalka said this, returned the water glass to Ellie, and gestured to Elin in the distance.

Compared to her sister, Erin is much more mature.

Moreover, after experiencing the 'divine grace' last night, there was an indescribable aura about him, as if he was really being watched by some great being, which made people feel intimidated.

This is a blessing.

At least, there won't be any surprises during his brief absence.

After getting a positive reply from Irene, Sivalka left the shanty town and ran towards the commercial district of the Middle Third Ring Road.

Frostbite medicine is sold in the lower fifth ring road, but the effect is average. Not only does it take a long time, but it will also cause pain to the injured when it is applied. Frostbite medicine that can truly reduce pain can only be found in large stores in the middle third ring road.

Sivalka, who walked quickly and passed through the lower seven rings, suddenly frowned.

Someone is following him!

During his mercenary career, he had learned tracking and counter-tracking.

And after becoming the so-called butler with a sword, he became even more sensitive to being seen and followed.

It doesn't take much, he can detect it if someone's eyes scan him.

Just like him at this moment, the hairs on Sivalka's neck stood up.

"who is it?"

"People from the secret hall?"

"Still from the royal family?"

Sivalka guessed.

The former, according to his understanding, there should be no time to care about him at this time.

And the latter?

You should not take action before you have a clear understanding of the strength of the 'Misty' Church.

Then all that’s left is…

While his mind was spinning, Sivalka dodged and entered the alley behind the shop. He did not dodge, and just stood there quietly.

If his guess is accurate, the other party has no direct malicious intent.

If his guess was wrong, there was no use dodging.

The other party was obviously prepared.

Tread, tap, tap.

About ten seconds later, there was a deliberate sound of footsteps.

Wearing a dark cotton robe, a cotton hat, and a scarf made of rabbit skin, a man no different from most pedestrians appeared in Sivalka's field of vision.

The other party looked at Sivalka standing there and was startled for a moment, then laughed.

"Good morning, Deacon Sivalka."

The other party accurately called Sivalka's name and position to show that he knew everything.

There is no doubt that the other person wants to take the initiative in this conversation.

Sivalka, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief.

He guessed correctly.

These people have no direct ill intentions.

So the initiative is naturally his!

"Good morning, are you a subordinate of Count Valentine? Or a subordinate of Viscount Little?"

"Or is it someone I don't know?"

Sivalka asked bluntly.

The visitor's breath froze.

The surname Valentine is derived from Atantine II. He is one of the representatives of the traditional aristocracy. He not only has a distinguished family background, but also has many private soldiers.

The surname Little only appeared in the eyes of the people of the Hokuriku later, during Etandine IV, but it is enough to be remembered by people, because every head of this family is a famous general, not only He is powerful and has excellent combat command,

These two surnames have one thing in common.

Old school!

The old guard who opposes Eitandine VI’s ‘New Deal’!

"You are much smarter than the information says."

"I hope you're still smart for the rest of this conversation."

The person whose identity was revealed was not upset at all, but the feeling of being domineering made Sivalka very uncomfortable.

Of course, it was more because Sivalka knew what the other party was here for.

Apart from the civilians who are sheltered by the 'Mist' Church in the shanty towns of Lower Seventh Ring Road, what else is there?

The king granted ‘protection’.

The conservative faction that began to oppose the king naturally wanted to get involved.

"It's not that I'm smart or not."

"It's that there's nothing I can do."

Sivalka shrugged.

"But the news we got is different. You have a very good relationship with sisters Irene and Ellie, and Irene has become the person who directly talks to Mist. So, you just need to maintain the current relationship, of course. , as a deal, we are willing to give you..."

The visitor was talking to himself, completely unaware that Sivalka's eyes had completely turned cold.

Boom!

Suddenly, the continuous thunder at the city gate interrupted the visitor's words.

"Damn it, the madman from the Temple of War, are you going to cause trouble so soon?"

Obviously, the person who knew something turned his head and cursed in a low voice.

The other party didn't pay attention to what was behind him, and approached Sivalka step by step.

puff!

A cold light passed over his neck.

The visitor covered his neck and turned around to look at Sivalka in disbelief.

He didn't understand why Sivalka dared to take action.

He has already mentioned sisters Eileen and Ellie.

Shouldn't Sivalka be more aggressive?

Doesn’t Sivalka have a good relationship with the two sisters?

Sivalka wiped the blood of the dagger on the opponent's cotton robe indifferently.

"Do you really think you can control everything?"

"No wonder that person doesn't take you seriously."

"You don't even understand the basic situation, and you just jump in randomly, but people will die!"

Saying such words, Sivalka looked towards the city gate. Although she forced herself to calm down, Sivalka's body could not help but tremble with excitement.

‘Mist’ actually won!

The situation has completely opened up!