An hour quickly passed, and the blue-haired girl returned to the service point of the Lions Guild as scheduled.
"President Marcus promised to see you." She said to Zuo Ci like this, "Get ready, we will leave at noon and meet you later." After speaking, she handed over the black pass card with the logo of the Lions Guild printed on it.
Zuo Ci took the things and walked straight out of the gate. He didn't need to make any preparations, he already knew in his heart that this response might be a matter of life and death, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of panic, it was due to his personality. However, for this mission, he has an inexplicably strong desire to explore, and wants to find out who the kidnapped cat-eared man is. He had this inexplicable urge since the beginning of the task.
With the access card and the badge of the Lions Guild member, Zuo Ci arrived at the Red Castle without hindrance, showed his identity certificate to the guards, and walked through the corridor area to the waiting hall. After explaining his purpose to the guards here, Zuo Ci Leaning his body against the wall on one side, he began to quietly wait for President Marcus to be summoned.
There are not many people waiting to be interviewed in the waiting hall today, and I don’t know whether it has anything to do with the retreat suddenly announced by President Marcus. Most of the sparse visitors are standing independently, only two gunmen in the corner are quietly As he spoke, the volume was just enough to fall into Zuo Ci's ears, and he has now become accustomed to finding clues from conversations heard around him—
"Have you heard? Keen's crown prince was assassinated! This is big news! Now the whole of Keen has become very manic because of this incident. I advise you not to wander around that continent if you are fine recently. Benefactor, as soon as he sees Manchester's identity, he draws his sword and draws his sword, this situation is worse than before."
"This sounds really inexplicable. The assassination of Kean's crown prince has nothing to do with us in Manchester? Could it be..."
"Shh, keep your voice down, I'm also hearsay. I heard that the death of Crown Prince Keen was planned by the ghost of Keen and the royal family of Manchester in collusion. Now it is estimated that the royal family of Keen just missed a convincing evidence, otherwise war would have been declared long ago." It's dead—he's the future king of Keen! If this matter is carried out, the battle must be fought!"
"Hey, it's been a while since I heard that there is going to be a war. The two countries are still at loggerheads. In my opinion, if we want to fight, let's start the fight quickly. It will save us from meeting people who don't like us every time we go to the neutral zone." Keen people, you have to find a suitable reason before you can do it..."
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The conversation between the two was still going on, but Zuo Ci's attention was inexplicably drawn to the outside of the waiting hall by a force - he felt a cold breath coming from outside, the person's footsteps were very light, but It seemed that there was a telepathy that reached Zuo Ci's ears, and his heart skipped half a beat for no reason...
At this time, a slender black figure appeared in the line of sight. Behind his head of black hair, he was tightly wrapped in black armor with thin scales. He was wearing a mask with a strange pattern on the lower half of his face, revealing his dull skin. And snake-like green eyes.
The moment he entered the door, the person's eyes met Zuo Ci's for three seconds, and he didn't look away until he had walked in front of the guard.
Zuo Ci knew that this person must have announced his name and purpose to the guards, so he couldn't restrain his strong curiosity, so he moved his body a few steps in that direction, but finally missed hearing his self-reported name.
Zuo Ci's actions were noticed by that person, and after the conversation was over, he coldly cast his gaze again. The two stared at each other for a long time, and the man in black scale armor finally took a step towards Zuo Ci, as if he wanted to talk to him... At this moment, a red-robed attendant came out and called out: "Solons! It's time to meet Prime Minister Albert at noon, please follow me into the castle!"
This sentence, that name, fell on Zuo Ci like a bolt from the blue, making his whole body icy cold... Zuo Ci naturally would not have expected that when he was unprepared, he would meet the person he most wanted to defeat. people, adoptive father Saurons!
Dazed for a second, Zuo Ci missed the questioning glance of Sorens, which contained curiosity about him. Sorens could feel Zuo Ci's reaction to him, but the appearance of the character who entered the game was far from the reality. If he didn't report his family name, he couldn't immediately guess that the thief standing in the corner was actually himself. adopted son.
When Zuo Ci came back to his senses, Sorens had already stepped into the Red Castle. The slender black back was deeply imprinted in his mind. Zuo Ci's hands were also unconsciously clenched into fists. Crackling.
Although Zuo Ci knew that his current ability was far inferior to that of Solons, and the murderous aura and chill emanating from that man walking in front of him were enough to make people shy away, but he inexplicably felt that there was not much time left for him to defeat him—[ He must be defeated before leaving this game. ] Zuo Ci swore secretly.