Watching the Zhentarim assassins disappear into the distance, in a wilderness on the southern outskirts of Silvermoon City, several unmasked figures surrounded the young man named Weiss just now.
"Head, that backup plan...is it too risky!" One of the figures looked at the young man suspiciously.
"No matter how great the risk is, it's the characters in the plot who rush ahead. What does it have to do with us?" The corner of Weiss's mouth twitched slightly, showing a mocking smile, and then sighed, "Actually, what I'm worried about is not the backup plan, nor the Silver Moon Alliance. On the one hand, but those strangers who broke into the cellar!"
"Captain, didn't you say that those people might be passing adventurers?" One of Weiss' companions asked hesitantly, "Are you worried that they are..."
"Well, that's right, I have a hunch that they might be the same people as us. Don't forget that Xingkong once reminded us that this mission is a competitive plot." Weiss showed a gloomy look on his face, "Scatter Those people from the Tallinn Society are eager to complete the order now, and their mental state is already out of balance, otherwise how could they ignore such obvious flaws.
Just think about it, if it was really just some foreign adventurers who broke into the cellar, how could they keep the cellar completely untouched. If they really only thought it was the masterpiece of the Wolf Man, how could they not even bury the corpse. This is not a technologically civilized world. Do we have to wait for the police and forensic doctors to come and clean up the scene? "
Several companions around Weiss smiled wryly and looked at each other. This was indeed a big loophole. Of course, this is mainly because of Mosmir's magical backtracking magic, otherwise they might still be skeptical, and even be kept in the dark by the intruders.
"Leader, what does the opponent want to do?" A black shadow asked in a deep voice, "If this is a competitive mission, then as long as they bring the corpse to Alustriel, the Zhentarim Society's plan will be equivalent to a failure, right? "
Qin Lun and the others couldn't identify Angelo's identity at the time, but if the corpse was brought to Alustri, then the Lord Silvermoon might have a way to identify the identity of the corpse. After all, that is the chosen one of the Goddess of Magic. Among the legendary characters, they are all very high-ranking powerhouses, and they may even be saints above the legendary ones.
"Hey, it depends on what those people are thinking. Maybe their next plan is similar to ours. Even if it is a competitive task, the two sides are not completely unable to cooperate." Weiss grinned, his eyes flickering, "Of course, it's all just unfounded speculation right now, and hopefully we won't have to use our own fallbacks..."
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"Damn it, those filthy rats from the Zhentarim Society haven't been able to find any clues for so many days!" Mustasia slammed the wooden wine glass on the table, yelling with a slightly drunken expression.
"Hey, Mustasia, can you speak softly?" Qin Lun rubbed his temples helplessly, "You are also a master harpist, so you shouldn't lose your composure. Besides, isn't your harpist companion already in action? , maybe there will be news soon.”
"It's useless, it's already been five days, and the night after tomorrow is the Silver Moon Festival, I'm afraid it's too late this time." Mustasia hiccupped and stared at Qin Lun with drunken eyes, "Filar, I always feel that you should have a clue, but you have been hiding it from us."
"Really, you're thinking too much." Qin Lun said calmly, shaking his wine glass without changing his expression.
"Oh, if you didn't hide anything, why is the old god still around and doesn't seem worried at all." Mustasia turned her face sideways, with a hint of clarity in her drunken eyes.
"Why should I worry, Alastriol is a legendary powerhouse, and it is not easy to assassinate her. Besides, it has been several days, the conspiracy of the Zhentarim Society, and the intelligence of the Death Soul flower potion should also It was passed to the ears of your lord by your fellow harper player."
Qin Lun smiled indifferently, "Take it easy, we've already done what we can do, and then we'll see that Your Excellency's arrangement. Besides, whether the Silver Moon Alliance can establish a country or not, it has nothing to do with us elves." Does it matter?"
"Hey, don't you want to take advantage of this incident to make the Moon Elf Clan reach an alliance with the Silver Moon Alliance?" Mustaxia asked in surprise.
"It's up to man, but if it really doesn't work, I can't force it!" Qin Lun shook his head and smiled wryly, "You seem to expect too much from me, and I'm not a god. It's not like I can succeed in everything I want to do."
"Really?" Mustaxia gave Qin Lun a meaningful look, "Forget it, I'll go back first."
Watching Mustasia staggering out of the speakeasy, Iristen and Idriya looked at each other.
"Filar, we..."
"It took you a few days to tell her what happened on the farm?" Qin Lun sighed. He didn't want to tell the two of his arrangements a few days ago. First, the two might not agree to use the Silver Moon Alliance as cannon fodder. It's because they can't keep a secret.
Idriya is better, Eristine is too soft-hearted, if Mastacia asks a few more questions, she will definitely reveal the truth.
"When we drink tea together the next morning!" Elistine blushed in a rare way.
"We went late at night, and you showed up the next morning?" Qin Lun stared at the Elf Druid incredulously, as if wanting to see a flower from her face, "So Mustaxia is only now?" Come to question me, is she the one who is patient, not the two of you?"
"Anyway, we didn't find any more clues on the farm, did we? Or you already found out, but didn't tell us!" Elistine became annoyed, bit back angrily, pushed the dinner plate away and stood up, "Illistine Deria, I'm full!"
"You shouldn't hide it from her. No matter how simple Elistine is, she has almost discovered something strange in the past few days." Idriya finished speaking calmly, stood up and chased the elf druid.
"Then my acting skills have declined?" Qin Lun looked at the other two companions with a wry smile.
"Don't look at us, Hill and I won't help you coax women!" Rand raised his glass and touched Hill who was also smiling.
"Three gentlemen, here is your drink." While Qin Lun and the others were having a drink, the waiter at the bar served them another round.
"We didn't call the second round?" Qin Lun frowned slightly, looking at the beautiful waitress.
"I invited you!" Conan Rondo, the bartender at the bar and the person in charge of the Hand of Light, waved his hand to signal the waiter to leave. He bowed to the three, pulled out a wooden chair and sat down.
"Thank you!" Qin Lun toasted him flatly, then stopped looking at him, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
"By the way, three, did you gain something a few days ago?" The bartender asked with a natural smile as if he could not feel the bad attitude of the three apostles who refused to be thousands of miles away.
"Why do you come to ask us? Didn't your Bright Hand send someone to check it out?" Qin Lun sighed and put the wine glass on the table. It's not calm tonight.
"The gate of the city was closed that night, and we went to the farm the next morning, but there was nothing there, and we could hardly find any clues." Conan said calmly.
As the head snake of Silvermoon City, the Hand of Light has no effect on them when the city gate is closed. This is just an excuse.
In fact, Conan did not visit the farm at night like Qin Lun and others did, just because it took a little time to gather people. Unlike Qin Lun who just went to investigate, they planned to catch all the assassins hidden in the Zhentarim Society.
It's just that Conan didn't expect Qin Lun and the others to move so fast, they actually passed by that night.
"Nothing?" Qin Lun's heart moved, and he exchanged secret glances with Hill and Rand. It seems that the Zhentarim should have returned after they left.
"Qin Lun, you didn't use the lucky gold coin that night, did you?" Hill couldn't help asking in the team channel.
"No, it looks like we were very lucky. Although we don't know why the Zhentarim Society wasn't at the farm at that time, it was obviously because of the time difference." Qin Lun replied in the team channel with a smile.
"What about you, I asked the other waiters in the hotel that you didn't rest at the hotel that night." When the three of Qin Lun were communicating on the team channel, Conan stared into Qin Lun's eyes and asked word by word .
"Even professionals like you couldn't find anything. How could we have gained something that night!" Qin Lun calmly met Conan's gaze. Tell Glo about the Hand of Light.
"Prince Feral, with your honorable status, you have come to Silvermoon City in person, and you should have important things to do." Conan suddenly smiled and said confidently, "If you can share what you gained that night Give it to the hand of light, then maybe I can help you a little bit. You must know that our president is also a bit important in the eyes of Master Alustriel."
Qin Lun glanced at Conan appreciatively. No wonder this person was promoted by the Hand of Light as a receptionist. In terms of negotiation skills, he was no worse than some old foxes.
The meaning of Conan's words is very clear. Qin Lun is the elf prince of Seopia. He came here not to be hostile to the Silver Moon Alliance, but to find allies for the future Yaoyue Royal Court. The Hand of Light can speak in front of Alustri, and they can help him in this regard. Correspondingly, he wants to tell Conan the clues of the Zhentarim Society.
If Qin Lun is really some kind of Seopia elf prince, then Conan's deal should achieve his goal. It's a pity that Qin Lun is just an apostle, and perhaps he doesn't care about anything in this world of Toril except Elisine.
"You think too much, we really didn't find anything!" Qin Lun shook his head indifferently, "As for the purpose of my coming here, I can only tell you one thing, King Tynquilas doesn't know my current whereabouts, so This is not an official visit. It doesn't matter if His Excellency Alastriol has noticed me."