Arthur sat quietly by the window, watching the sunset over Old Dunling.
This is a cold city with only steel and condensed cold water. Only at sunset, the fiery red light curtain spreads down, warming the cold tones a little. Although it is only a brief illusion, it is also reassuring.
He sighed tiredly and drank the wine in the glass. The hard work of the past few days made him a little depressed. Perhaps he did not expect that fighting with these people would be more tiring than fighting against demons. He wanted to shoot Anthony to death, but for the sake of profit, Arthur still had to entertain these visitors from Florence with a smile.
Of course, apart from these, there is a deeper game. The exiles have already joined the Purification Agency. Although there are many suspicious points about them, compared with the problems of the delegation, they are not dangerous. And now the delegation, Father Anthony, is still unaware of all this.
The Purification Agency is making deals with both of them at the same time, which is like dancing on the edge of a knife. Even though this is Old Dunling, the home ground of the Purification Agency, Arthur still can't help but worry whether something unexpected will happen.
What made him even more worried was the information that Father Anthony brought to him on the night Anthony arrived.
Father Anthony came prepared, and as if it was planned, he threw important information to Arthur one after another. This might not change the situation, but it could cause problems within his own team. He had already asked Galahad to confirm these things with the exiles.
He slowly put down the wine glass, his hands shaking uncontrollably. Looking carefully, he saw that his skin was covered with wrinkles, and he had grown old.
Arthur stared at the fiery red clouds that were gradually becoming darker, watching the darkness swallow up the city bit by bit. Slowly, as if he was mesmerized, his eyes became increasingly dull, until a sudden noise interrupted it all.
The door behind him was pushed open, and Blue Jade stood at the door panting, holding a capsule-shaped object in his hand.
This is the pneumatic logistics transportation system of the Purification Agency. When the object to be transported is placed in this capsule, it will be pushed by the compressed gas and spread underground in the logistics pipeline, covering every secret base of the Purification Agency in Old Dunling. This is usually used to transmit important intelligence and is often used in the Broken Dome to control the flow of personnel.
"News from Galahad?"
Arthur turned his head sharply and asked when he saw Blue Emerald return.
Lan Feicui was too tired to speak, she just nodded vigorously.
She didn't know what Arthur wanted to do. It seemed that there was some important information that needed to reach him quickly, so Blue Jade was sent out. She went to the nearest stronghold nearby, and then used the air flow there to obtain the information sent from there.
Then it was like this, running all the way back, just to let Arthur see these quickly.
Arthur also showed his urgency. He went straight over and, without caring about the blue jade, snatched the capsule and tore off the warning seal on it. After opening it, he found several reports and several black and white photos inside.
As if a terrible secret was right before his eyes, Arthur grabbed the reports with Galahad's handwriting on them. He wrote down all the important information from his conversation with Shermans. The words were reflected in his pupils. As he continued to read, they woven a story that Arthur found difficult to accept.