Chapter 1814 Broken

Royal palace, garden.

Holleka stood under a small tree, while Edson stood in the shadows as usual.

Witchers are not thieves.

But when hunting evil spirits, the necessary stealth skills will always make people get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, some habits have already been integrated into the bones, and it is simply impossible to change them.

The old witcher stood there quietly.

His eyes scanned the garden before him.

This was the first time he came to the palace of the royal family of Etending.

He was quite satisfied with the arrangement in front of him.

Not aesthetically pleasing, but safe.

Within his sight, no tree was more than three meters tall, and all of them had been pruned as necessary.

All you need to do is send a guard to look out from the tall building on one side of the garden, and you will be able to see the vast horizon.

It can not only ensure the safety of people in the garden to the greatest extent, but also greatly save manpower and invest it in other places.

"The location of the secret agent also makes sense."

"The patrolling soldiers are not bad either."

The old demon hunter commented one by one.

Just like the instinct of sneaking, the instinct of looking at things has already changed.

Practicality has always been what demon hunters pursue.

Holleika is different.

He thought over and over in his mind whether he had missed anything.

This is not the first time Holleika has been on a mission, but this is the first time this kind of mission is related to whether the 'Snake Faction' can rise smoothly.

As a secret agent of the Snake Faction, Holleika was inevitably nervous.

However, thankfully, when Kieran's figure appeared in his field of vision, Holleika quickly calmed down when he saw Kieran with a calm and indifferent face and unhurried steps.

It seems that as long as the other party is there, there will be no problem.

It seems that any difficulty will be easily solved in front of the other party.

A very strange feeling.

But Holleika doesn’t hate it.

"I have seen it, Sir Colin."

"I am Horleika, and I am here on behalf of the Secret Order of Silent Night."

Holleika greeted politely.

He wanted to address him as lord, or perform the rituals of a witcher.

But not yet.

It's not time yet.

Because he couldn't guarantee whether this place would be watched by southern congressmen.

After Qin Ran glanced at the old demon hunter hiding at the side, he focused on the former member of the "Secret Order of Silent Night" who was deceived by the "acting skills (illusion)" of the superior evil spirit.

His attendant put enough effort into the opponent's body.

At the very least, it would be more convenient for him to talk to the other person.

As long as the other party sees him, he will feel inexplicably at ease and obedient, and will never have any thoughts of rebellion. The ability of the upper evil spirit is really useful, but unfortunately, for most people, It's all useless, it's only useful for people with weak wills and damaged souls, and it's hard for a weak-willed person to be what he needs.

As for the damage to the soul?

Just as difficult.

Things like Holleika are simply too rare.

Under normal circumstances, no one would choose a secret technique that would damage their soul.

And Holleika?

Just a poor ghost who was deceived by Gersak.

That congressman just needs a good tool.

Therefore, there is the ‘Immortal’ Carlerho.

In Gersak's memory, Kieran could confirm this.

Of course, Holleka didn't know all this.

Perhaps Holleka had some guesses before, but in the heart of Holleka now, as a demon hunter, he had to choose [Hazy Moon Transformation] in order to gain the trust of Gelsak. Such a secret technique.

Kieran looked at Holleka pretending to be indifferent.

Holleika needs to live up to his identity.

Kieran naturally needs it too.

"We caused some unnecessary misunderstandings in the shanty towns on the Lower Seventh Ring Road..."

"Congressman Gelsak is willing to compensate."

After Holleika briefly explained the situation, he bowed again.

"compensate?"

"'The Secret Order of Quiet Night'?"

"Ah."

A chuckle, with an unspeakable sarcasm.

However, the old demon hunter on the side truly confirmed the identity of the Horleka Snake Sect.

There was no coldness in Qin Ran's eyes, and there was no trace of murderous intent on his body.

Although he had not been in contact with the snake sect demon hunter in front of him for a long time, the old demon hunter was quite sure of Kieran's behavior.

Apart from the devil hunter's unique caution and caution, the old devil hunter's most direct impression of Kieran was his neatness in doing things.

To put it simply, if Kieran really faced an insignificant member of the 'Quiet Night Secret Order', he would definitely capture or simply kill him.

But now there is no action...

It was obvious that Holleka was a member of the Snake Faction.

Silently, the old demon hunter sighed.

The old demon hunter once again lamented the secrets of the Snake Sect.

At the same time, he was still thinking.

Since Holleka is the secret son of the Snake Faction.

So……

Are there any other people in the Quiet Night Secret Order who are secret disciples of the Snake Sect?

The answer is almost yes.

The old demon hunter was delighted with this answer.

Under the premise that the 'Wolf Faction' has declined, the stronger the 'Snake Faction' is, the better it is for the demon hunters.

The only thing that needs to be considered is how to sustain this ‘power’.

While the old demon hunter was thinking, Holleka had already completed the 'mission' in a formulaic manner.

A black invitation was handed into Kieran's hands.

"Please believe me."

"This is something that benefits both you and me."

"after all……"

"With your status, you should know about that."

Holleka said with a hidden face.

Kieran glanced at the invitation.

Then, he nodded noncommittally.

"I hope to see you again at noon."

With that said, Horleika saluted Qin Ran and the old demon hunter again before walking out of the garden.

There, waiting palace guards will take Holleika out of the palace.

"Mont."

Qin Ran said this.

The voice is not high.

But the moment Qin Ran's voice fell, the minister appeared beside Qin Ran like the wind.

"Your Highness."

The close minister bent down.

"Send reliable people to escort the other party."

Qin Ran ordered.

"clear."

The close minister nodded and disappeared again.

After confirming that the ministers left, Qin Ran turned to look at the old demon hunter.

Naturally, when acting, you have to do a complete set.

You know, his audience is not only the people in the palace, but also the people who have been staring at Holleika.

Qin Ran was absolutely sure that as long as Holleika left the palace, the people from the 'War Temple' would definitely follow.

Although Holleka has an 'immortal body', Kieran does not want his followers to become completely useless because of too many deaths.

Especially at such a critical moment.

"Do you need me to go?"

The old demon hunter asked simply.

Ederson is no fool and naturally knows what Holleika may face.

He doesn't want his own people to get hurt.

Qin Ran shook his head.

"I have more important things for you to do."

Kieran said as he handed the invitation in his hand to the old demon hunter.

The old witcher understood immediately.

After nodding, the old demon hunter left quickly.

Qin Ran frowned slightly when he felt that the prying eyes were half gone again.

The palace of Atantin was infiltrated to a greater extent than he believed.

No wonder King Attantine VI stayed in the small meeting hall for a long time.

Because only there could the king guarantee that he would not be monitored.

"It's like this in the palace."

"The shanty town of Lower Seventh Ring Road..."

"Don't let me down."

Qin Ran muttered to himself.

Then, he turned and walked towards his bedroom - the close minister had already arranged these trivial matters and confirmed that the arrangements were in place.

Since his current identity cannot avoid the gaze, then fortunately he can be completely exposed to those people's vision.

Qin Ran believed that if he did this, there would be unexpected benefits.

For example: the scene just now.

In fact, it was just as Kieran expected.

His contact with the members of the "Silent Night Secret Order" in the palace garden had long since become "well-known to the whole city" with the departure of Holleka.

Those who were interested looked at the news one by one, or they were thinking intently, or they were silent, or they were gnashing their teeth.

Count Valentine is the latter.

This nobleman with a prominent family background and a long history was slamming the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

The metal cup was not broken.

There wasn't even a loud sound.

But the wine stained a white wool blanket.

The scarlet in the pure white is so dazzling.

So that Count Valentine, who was bloated and had short limbs, stepped hard on the scarlet.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"Why is this happening?"

Count Valentine roared with his neck thickened.

Veins burst out from the temples and forehead, making the well-maintained opponent look extremely ferocious. Especially the violence in his eyes made people tremble.

"Calm down, Valentine."

The speaker was also a middle-aged man.

She has long silver hair hanging down her shoulders, slender eyes, aquiline nose, and thin lips. Sitting there, you can still see that she has a slender body, and an elegant temperament is revealed the moment the other person raises his hand.

"Little, how can I calm down?"

"We worked hard and finally found that guy's flaw, but now... it's all in vain!"

"I-I'm not willing to give in!"

Count Valentine growled.

However, the violence in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Obviously, as a friend and ally, Viscount Little's words are quite effective.

"Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Little asked.

"coincide?"

"What a bullshit coincidence!"

"That bastard must have discovered that we were investigating Spensen and immediately kicked us out of the cauldron!"

"Damn it!"

Valentine felt a twinge of pain when he thought about what he had spent investigating the fake prince.

You know, it's not just money.

There are many things that money cannot buy.

"Then what do you think..."

"Is this Colin real now?"

Little continued to ask.

Valentine was stunned.

"You mean?"

The earl looked at his ally.

"I didn't say anything."

Viscount Little smiled and shook his head.

It looks like a fox with an eagle's beak.

Valentine's eyes lit up.

"Then do we want it?"

Valentine made a fist gesture.

"Of course."

"We hope His Majesty can withdraw that foolish order."

"Take back his ambitions."

"To this end, we are always looking for the truth."

"And before I find out the truth of the matter, I won't say anything, and the same goes for you."

Viscount Little said with deep meaning.

"understood."

"I'll keep an eye on that chess piece."

Valentine nodded.

Then, the two nobles discussed in low voices.

After half an hour, the two nobles left the study at the same time.

Little took a carriage to the shanty town of Lower Seventh Ring Road.

Valentine took a carriage to the cathedral.

At this time, the first ray of the sun has begun to appear on the horizon. The brightness of the sky gradually fades the color of the night. Anyone with experience can tell that today will be a sunny day.

People who have rested all night begin to get up.

A new day has begun.

New work naturally begins.

At this time, being able to lie in bed is definitely a luxury and will definitely make people envious.

Gino is that person who is enviable.

But if he had a choice, he definitely didn't want to lie in bed.

What he is more accustomed to is picking up the long sword at this time and walking to the playground to train with everyone.

only……

After the scene yesterday morning, Gino clearly noticed the change in everyone's attitude towards him.

An invisible barrier appeared between him and his teammates and captain.

And when he asked him to reflect in the room, this estrangement began to spread.

The waiters and deacons also looked at him strangely, as if they were looking at... a prisoner.

The young man immediately shook his head vigorously.

He won't admit who he is now.

He is still in his room.

Nor was he shackled.

He is not a prisoner!

The young man told himself this.

Then, he took deep breaths again and again.

When everything calmed down, he put on his coat, picked up his sword, and prepared to go to the confessional to confess his sins.

He should not be less firm because of the delusions of the heathen.

He shouldn't forget the tenacity of the 'God of War' just because of the so-called tolerance of 'Mist'.

"It's all because I'm not tough enough!"

"It's all my fault!"

"I'm going to confess!"

The young man pushed open the door, and then he was stunned.

Outside his door, two deacons who were obviously from the 'secret hall' were guarding there.

"Knight Geno, you cannot leave the room without the permission of the Sword Priest and above."

One of the deacons saw the young man opening the door and said directly.

The other one looked at the sword in the young man's hand.

"Your sword needs to be given to us."

Facing the vigilant and hostile eyes of the two deacons, the young man handed over the sword in his hand blankly. How the door was closed, the young man did not know.

He just sat on the bed blankly.

Something strong in his heart seemed to be starting to break.

Following this fragmentation, a hint of darkness began to appear silently in the room, whispering in the young man's ears.