Chapter 2439 Farewell to Naga Clan Elders

Compared with the worries of the old Duke, the worries of Simmons Locke, the lord of York and Han City, are much smaller.

He doesn't need to worry about rights, let alone supporting the puppet regime. All he wants to think about is how to deal with the foreign resisters hiding in the dark.

Simmons Locke is not an indecisive person, but he is not a bloodthirsty person either.

Although he has a violent personality, he has been able to serve as the Lord of York and Han City for so many years, and he even dared to snatch the fine gold deposits from the hands of the two queens of Moonlight City, and he was able to make the two queens helpless against his rude behavior. This is Wisdom!

Great wisdom!

With his great wisdom, he naturally knew that those foreign rebels were just poor people who were used as weapons by some people with evil intentions. They could have lived in Darcy City with adequate food and clothing, or they could have traveled as far away as Wychburg and Moonlight City to enjoy Ordinary and comfortable life.

But they were deceived to this point and caused small-scale sabotage in York and Hancheng on more than one occasion.

This is not only a challenge to the bottom line of Simmons Locke's patience by those with evil intentions, but also a challenge to his absolute rule, and a mockery of his great wisdom.

Simmons Locke could have waved his hand and killed these innocent people with the force of thunder as a warning to others. However, after some careful consideration, he decided to endure it. After all, these guys were just used as pawns. Even if Kill them all. As long as the people behind the scenes are still there, they can change a group of chess pieces and continue to find excitement.

Therefore, the distressed Simmons Locke decided to wait and see for the time being, waiting for an opportunity to find the real nest of this group of sewer rats and catch them all. Only by doing this can he not only arrest the real culprits, but also pardon the innocent people.

However, I don’t know where the man behind the scenes is hiding. Although he is the Lord of York and Han City, after all, when the manpower is limited, he cannot take into account national policies and clean up the darkness and filth at the same time. In desperation, he has no choice but to arrange me as a secret agent beside him. He called him over and made it clear that he already knew that this person was the informant I had placed beside him, and asked the informant to immediately submit a secret letter to me, asking me to help him find the rat hiding in the shadows of York and Han City. them.

The tone of this secret edict was not issued by the Lord of York and Han City, but by Bai Yunying's uncle. In other words, if I don't help, it will indirectly be equivalent to insulting Bai Yunying's face.

What a good family card to play.

As I held the secret letter and read it, I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly.

I do have an intelligence organization, but it is not stationed in York and Seoul. Even if I start to deal with it now, I am afraid it will be out of reach and difficult to use.

The intelligence sent by Air City seems to have little to do with me. It mainly talks about Carter Horton's recent policy direction.

Airui City, which has lost the support of foreigners, has now fallen into many difficulties.

The technology of the goblins, the forging and construction of the dwarves, the animal husbandry of the orcs, and the artworks of the elves that are extremely popular in the royal circle, all of these have stopped flowing as the foreign races have left.

Airui City, which was originally known as the most prosperous city in the Zephyr Continent, gradually fell into decline due to the previous attempts to commit suicide.

Looking back on the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the past, and looking at the decay and loneliness of today, I feel sad.

I really can't understand why Carter Horton wanted to expel foreigners in the first place?

Could it be that just because their appearance is different from that of the human race, we assume that they have two minds?

This was simply too arbitrary and inconsistent with the cunning and wisdom he had always shown.

I deeply suspect that Carter Horton did not do this sincerely, but was coerced by someone from the side. However, this is only limited to speculation and cannot be confirmed.

Just as I put down the secret message and stood up to pour the tea, there was a knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw another staff member from the Magic Airship Base, holding a letter in his hand.

I laughed and said, "It's really lively today."

"It's okay." The staff member wiped his sweat and reached out to hand over the letter: "You are Master Dewey's adopted son and the elder of our Moonlight City. Naturally, you are busier than ordinary people."

"Thank you for your hard work," I said, handing the cup over: "The hot tea was just poured."

He took the cup and drank it without it being too hot. Then he returned the cup and left quickly.

After entering the room, he poured a new cup of tea, sat back on the sofa, and slowly opened the envelope while savoring the fragrant tea in the cup.

Bitter tea can refresh your mind, but this letter is even more effective.

The sender is Master Dewey, my adoptive father. The reason why this old man suddenly sent the letter is because his research on the science and technology of the Tian tribe has made great progress.

Although he still couldn't decipher the principle of the crystal core driving the mechanical creatures, he could clearly understand the internal structure of the mechanical creatures by taking them apart.

Over time, he could decipher the secret of the crystal core, and Master Dewey was completely confident that he would be able to create a group of mechanical organisms exactly like Giselle's invention.

The advancement of science and technology is also an important prerequisite for promoting the development of the times. It can also be used as a trump card to strengthen my strength and increase the success rate of future plans.

While the two Queens and Elder Scyna were discussing the alliance, I continued to return to my daily routine of eating, sleeping and spawning monsters.

This kind of thing seems ordinary in daily life, but once it is implemented, it is impossible to stop.

I really enjoy the sense of comfort brought by ordinary daily life. Although monsters will suddenly attack during this period and catch me by surprise, it is usually a near miss.

Brushing monsters makes me happy, but the delay in understanding combat skills makes me extremely distressed.

It's obvious that I've come to a realization, but I'm stuck halfway. This seems to be the legendary bottleneck. Once I cross it, I'll be completely transformed.

So while I was distressed, I felt a little more excited.

If this is true, maybe my next combat skill will be as important as drawing a sword to kill.

Thinking about it makes me a little excited.

A few days later, the elder of the Naga tribe, Scyna, boarded the magic airship with the gifts presented to the Naga emperor by the two majesties.

After the airship took off, I asked the Elf Queen in a low voice: "Is the negotiation concluded?"

Anastas shook her head: "I don't know yet. I'll see if I'll pay you a return visit."

"No" aside, the Fairy Queen seemed to be saying to herself: "It's 80% done. As long as this Naga emperor is not stupid and mediocre, he will definitely agree to form an alliance."

"You are really sure."

"I'm not sure." Grandma Queen turned to me, her eyes were indifferent, her expression was calm, and her tone was confident: "This is an inevitable historical process."

As she spoke, she raised her head, looked at the blue sky, exhaled softly, and murmured: "The goblin and the naga, these two friends who once shared life and death, it's time to join hands and face the unknown future."