Chapter 1037 Section 268 But Martin Discovered

Chapter 1037 Section 268. But what Martin discovered

[The newspaper "The Glory of Recanel" used exquisite lies to make the people think that they had the upper hand in the war with Liberty City. In order to commend the newspaper's ability to lie to the people, the palace asked the court painter to paint an oil painting for the newspaper "The Glory of Recanel" with the title "Glory Shines on Recanel".

On the day the work was completed, the court painter asked officials to inspect the oil painting.

The official pointed to the newspaper office full of soldiers in the painting and asked: "What is this?"

"This is the newspaper office."

"What are they doing?"

"They are looking for the Blade of Freedom."

"Where is the president?"

"The president is in the dungeon."]

Annan and Evelyn worked together from the inside and outside. He created a scandal in the new capital, and Evelyn spread the scandal in Liberty City.

Evelyn said she liked it this way, making news without news.

After all, Baal was a member of the royal family. To avoid any more trouble, Annan sent Baal and the surrogate who knew the truth to the gallows early. As usual, he used torture instruments to destroy his body beyond recognition. Even Baal's mother couldn't recognize him.

After presiding over the hanging, Annan hurried back to the Purification Court. He didn't wait for Terry, but waited for a special news: Kelberos arrived in the capital.

"Kel... um, sounds familiar."

"Grand Duke Barbatod's contracted mage."

"Who is Barbatod?"

"He is a legendary mage who went to the North to find you with the eighth Holy Grail Knight, Lord Mel. He likes to wear a black cloak..."

"Oh~ It's him."

Speaking of Kelberos, Annan couldn't remember who he was for a while. But when it comes to the little bat, Annan immediately remembered it.

At the beginning, he sent him a New Year's gift.

But as for how familiar they were, and how he could reveal his identity in front of him, Annan was a little unsure.

It was winter, he couldn't have come to the new capital just to hibernate.

"Because Grand Duke Barbatos was in the new capital?" Annan asked.

"It seems that Grand Duke Barbatod has re-recruited him."

"I don't understand."

The next words of the confidant surprised Annan: the legendary wizard Kelberos was actually a mercenary.

He had been employed by Grand Duke Barbatod for a long time before, and then after Mel died and the capital moved, Kelberos left the North.

A few days ago, Grand Duke Barbatod contacted him again.

It seems that the pressing Free Blade has made the Grand Duke of the Kingdom feel a sense of urgency.

Annan thought for a moment and thought that Kelberos had a chance to stand on his side, at least to not help each other.

"How about this, I'll write a letter and you send someone to give it to him."

Letting his confidant wait for him, Annan came to the president's office, took out a piece of letter paper and wrote: "I'm Annan Reeves, have you returned to the New Capital? There are no good people there, why not come to Liberty City... No, it's too explicit."

Annan shook his head, crumpled the paper into a ball, and wrote a new letter:

"Do you remember me? I'm Annan. How are you doing recently? I still miss the time I spent with you and Teacher Mel. It is said that you went to the New Capital... Evil, too sensational."

Annan could almost imagine what Kelberos looked like when he pinched his nose and said it was stinky. He shook his head and tore it into pieces, and wrote another letter:

"I'm Annan, what are you doing in the New Capital? It's very dangerous here."

That's it. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least it is sincere enough.

After putting the letter into an envelope and handing it to the confidant waiting outside, Annan asked Maria, "Is Terry back?"

"Not yet."

"It's been several hours... It seems that the case is very difficult." Annan looked at the time and it was just noon, "Let's eat first."

Mr. Olmer has some of Annan's shadow, such as not caring about his status, acting directly, and not being arrogant.

The chefs of the Purification Court are used to the president and the soldiers running to the cafeteria to eat, resulting in a greatly increased deliciousness and richness of the dishes in the cafeteria.

Today's menu has an additional clam soup, and Annan curiously asked for a bowl. After it was delivered, the milky white soup was fragrant and delicious.

Annan asked the chef to make another bowl, and although he hadn't finished eating yet, Annan brought it to the dungeon.

"I made a bowl of clam soup myself, do you want to try it?"

"I want to eat it myself..."

"Can you move?" Annan pretended not to understand.

The Iron Girl didn't speak.

Gurgle--

Annan's stomach suddenly made a sound. When he was a little embarrassed, the Iron Girl seemed to be touched and slightly opened her lips.

"Louise, I know you are a very good girl. The unfortunate experience in the past has not polluted your noble soul..."

Annan said softly while feeding the Iron Girl with soup spoonful by spoonful.

If the members of the Doom Church knew that someone said this about Louise, the first thing to do is to kill him, and the second thing is to run as far away as possible before Louise gets angry.

But in the dungeon, she just kept silent for a while, and continued: "You want to digest my bad luck? It's useless to do so..."

"Why?"

"Can you use words to retract the drawn bow..."

Annan understood the example and asked tentatively: "What if I send you to the wilderness?"

"Are you going to let me go?"

"I can't let you become a bigger and bigger explosive barrel..." Annan put the empty bowl aside and took out a handkerchief, "You are so beautiful, I think you are not a bad person who is unforgivable?"

The iron girl was silent for a long time and sneered.

"Naive..."

...

After returning the bowl to the chef, Annan sat in the empty cafeteria and ate silently.

He thought so too, he actually wanted to influence a priest with charm.

Being young and beautiful doesn't mean it's easy to fool... Not everyone is as naive as the 495-year-old Lena.

I have to find another way to contact the iron girl...

While thinking about it, the sound of chaotic footsteps broke in.

Annan saw Terry coming back with people, but he didn't know whether he had finished the case or just came back to eat.

"An... Master Olme, you won't guess what we found!" Terry excitedly rushed to the table.

Annan stretched out his hand to block the clam soup and moved in front of him: "I can guess from your reaction... what good news?"

"Uh... Actually it's not good news, but we found something amazing..."

Annan asked the chef to prepare food for his men and asked Terry to sit in front of him.

"We learned from the old gravekeeper of the cemetery that the people who buried the dead were a group of people without little fingers. Only the Harrah gang nearby met the requirements. We investigated the Harrah gang and found that they were a peripheral gang of the Shadow Brotherhood. I suspect that the dead are related to the Shadow Brotherhood."

"We made a mistake and didn't pay attention to hiding ourselves. The Shadow Brotherhood found us, but he didn't dare to offend the Purification Court, so he used a piece of information to exchange us not to investigate."

"He said the news was related to the bloodline of the old capital, thinking that we would be interested..."

"What a coincidence?"

"What's so coincidental?"

Annan told Terry about "the case" that the chairman of the parliament was going to give him.

Terry said in a daze: "We are so lucky..."

"It's Martin's luck."