Chapter 227 Great Victory

The next day.

at dusk.

Gillan was riding a taxi heading to Upper Street in North Muse.

Today he specially wore a long dress made of black silk fabric. The collar, cuffs and hem were all embroidered with gold patterns, making it look high-end and luxurious.

Paired with black trousers with special pleats and a pair of shiny black leather shoes. On his head, he also wore a velvet dark-patterned low hat.

This entire set of clothing was custom-made by him at a tailor shop some time ago and cost a full 30 Caesars.

Today is the first time I wear it out.

Gilan held a bronze carved cane in his arms and sat on a comfortable leather seat, looking like a young aristocrat.

On both sides, there are bustling street scenes passing by under the setting sun.

His eyes were lowered, and he was playing with a crystal clear black stone piece between his fingers, which was the "Evil Wind Curse Seal" given to him by the messenger.

'"Fenhou" Qiao...'

Gilan whispered the name secretly.

He always felt that Miss Tolina's messenger was not simple, whether in terms of strength or other aspects.

Through the curse seal and the billowing black smoke when the other party appeared, he always had a sense of seeing the windmill cat.

‘Is he also a powerful character in hell? ’

Gillan guessed.

Last night, after the messenger Fenhou left, he asked Weiwei, the messenger in the sapphire ring.

However, Weiwei couldn't recognize the other party's identity.

However, Weiwei said at the time that the other party had a natural suppression of her, which was comparable to the scene when she met Windmill Cat in "The Great Plague # 2".

This made Jilan even more curious about "Fenhou".

At the same time, more doubts arose about its owner, Miss Tolina, the "Lord of the Black Castle".

Who is she...

Not only does he possess profound occult knowledge, he also knows many secrets, and he is even so powerful as a messenger.

Ji Lan flipped his hand, colorful light flashed, and the cursed stone tablets were absorbed into the dimensional space.

He took a deep breath.

I think it’s not a bad thing to hug Miss Torina’s lap.

Well, the Black Castle girl has no legs...

Then hug her wheelchair.

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As the taxi passed through a spacious neighborhood, it suddenly slowed down until it came to a standstill.

The surroundings were extremely noisy and the roads were very crowded.

"Um?"

Ji Lan straightened up and turned to look around.

He found that at this moment, many gentlemen and ladies were standing together on both sides of the road. The expressions of these people were very excited and excited.

There were many ladies among them, waving colorful silk scarves in their hands and shouting something.

The water in front is blocked.

There were cars, carriages, and people.

But the strange thing is that no one argued or urged about it. They stopped and watched surprisingly and unanimously.

"What happened ahead?"

Gillan asked.

The coachman was a fat man. He seemed to know what was going on. He quickly turned around, took off his hat, and said to Gillan:

"Sir, they are the army of our empire!"

He said with a proud smile on his face.

"Great victory at the border! Half of the cities in the Kawo Prefecture Forest District have been retaken, and those damn Federal Romanians were driven out by the Head of State!"

"So that's it." Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

He was surprised.

I was busy watching movies during this period and didn't read much newspapers. It turned out that such a big thing happened.

It had only been more than a month, but unexpectedly, the empire had regained half of its border territory with the power of thunder.

It can be seen that the imperial "machinery union" contributed a lot.

The new weapons developed play a decisive role in the war situation.

"Has Brak City been retaken?"

Gillan asked casually.

"Took it back!" the coachman said quickly. "In addition to the city of Brak, nine other cities including Gulbaksh, Divin, and Karwar have been recaptured!"

"According to the current situation, there is no need to spend the New Year, the border will be fully recovered!"

Just as he was talking, a burst of neat footsteps came along with a loud rumbling sound.

Gilan turned around and saw an army of hundreds or thousands of people slowly passing by on the street.

These soldiers had solemn expressions, each wearing gray and black military uniforms and helmets, and holding a black standard semi-automatic rifle in their hands.

There were dozens of tanks and armored vehicles in the middle of the team.

Among them was an open armored vehicle with several middle-aged men in military uniforms standing there. More than a dozen armed soldiers were surrounding them, alert to their surroundings.

"It's Propaganda Minister Stavin, Commander-in-Chief Reich, and Logistics Minister Mohsin!"

The coachman exclaimed.

He quickly raised his arms again in an "X" shape, making a cross salute unique to the empire.

Wow! !

When the three imperial figures passed by, the surrounding crowd burst into cheers.

Almost everyone gave a cross salute to the troops, their expressions solemn but unable to hide their enthusiasm.

Gilan silently glanced at the three people in the armored vehicle.

The Propaganda Minister is a tall, thin, middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and a smile. The commander-in-chief is a sturdy man, a bit older, with a beard and a pair of very sharp eyes.

As for the Minister of Logistics, this man who also serves as the top leader of the balance department is a short man with a curly mustache, wearing a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses, and is unsmiling.

After the large army had completely left, the traffic on the road resumed normal operation.

And the taxi carriage that Gillan was riding in finally began to move slowly under the reins of the fat coachman.

Cars and carriages crowded around began to shuttle.

One of the inconspicuous black cars passed straight over the carriage where Gillan was sitting and disappeared at the end of the street.

There were only three people in this car.

In addition to the expressionless male driver, there was a blond young man sitting in the back seat with an excited look on his face.

"Father, did you see it? It's the Commander-in-Chief, Mr. Reich Mesa, as well as the Minister of Propaganda and the Minister of Logistics!"

Prince turned around frequently and looked behind the car.

However, there was no sign of the army anymore.

The middle-aged nobleman sitting in the passenger seat did not answer, but just hummed softly.

"After being bored at home for more than a month, I can finally come out for some air..."

Prince smiled and asked to the front seat:

"Father, where are we going?"

"Go meet some friends."

Ramon Farhan lit a cigarette and said calmly.

"You are not young anymore, you can get in touch with a larger circle."

"So that's it."

Prince didn't know what he thought of, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

He originally wondered why his father didn't bring Joan and Nancy out with them, but only himself.

Now he seems to know.

His father planned to let him get in touch with higher-level circles in advance and show his face in front of other powerful people, so that he could more smoothly inherit the title and take charge of the Farhan family in the future.

Thinking of this, Prince secretly thanked his father Ramon for his good intentions. Take a few deep breaths and silently cheer yourself up.

When I meet my father's friends later, I must live up to my expectations and leave a good impression on them!

Not long after.

Prince looked surprised.

Because he discovered that the car actually drove into a familiar neighborhood, entered through an alley, and slowly stopped at the back entrance of the "Silver Lizard Club".

Wasn't the Silver Lizard Club officially banned...

What are you doing here?

"Prince, get out of the car."

Father Ramon tilted his head slightly and said to him.

Prince retracted his thoughts, suppressed the confusion in his heart, and responded quickly:

"Yes, father."