When you are hungry, the taste of fried chicken is full of temptation.
Even Edson, who has the title, was in a trance.
However, the next moment, 'Hunting Blade' came back to his senses, he clenched his dagger tightly, ready to subdue this guy who was close to him.
As for direct killing
Edson, who didn't feel any malice, didn't intend to do this.
However, Holleika is faster.
"Snake Pie."
When Edson was about to make a move, Holleika whispered, and at the same time, there were several hand gestures that only demon hunters knew.
"Snake pie?"
Edson was taken aback.
But Holleika didn't pay attention to so much, and directly took out the fried chicken he just bought at the market from his arms.
Although he didn't know why the mentor asked him to bring fried chicken to the wolf sent demon hunters, Holleika didn't have any doubts, and the mentor naturally had the idea of a mentor.
Just obey him and do as he is told.
When Holleika reached into his arms, Edson's eyes were full of vigilance.
There is no doubt that if Holleika makes a slight change, it will usher in a fatal blow.
only…
fried chicken? !
Edson froze again.
He really didn't expect Holleika to take out fried chicken from his arms.
"For me?"
Edson asked in a daze.
"Um."
Holleika nodded.
After a little hesitation, after his stomach growled twice, Edson finally took the fried chicken. After careful inspection, the old witcher began to gobble it up.
Seeing Edson eating, Holleika was stunned.
Am I buying less
Holleika asked herself secretly.
In less than five seconds, a whole fried chicken with its head removed, including the belt and bone, was completely chewed up and swallowed by the old witcher.
"Need more?"
"There are cake sellers in the market."
Hollyka asked.
"No."
The old witcher said calmly.
But the oil residue on the corner of the mouth is extremely conspicuous.
Holleika took a look and lowered his eyes.
"I'm here to tell you something about the 'Secret Order of the Night'..."
Holleika relays the plan of the 'Instigator'.
"That guy!"
The old witcher narrowed his eyes, the cold light flickered, revealing his killing intent.
The old witcher is no stranger to 'instigators'.
Coupled with the other party's identity as a member of the 'Secret Order of Quiet Night', the old demon hunter must kill the other party.
However, before that, he looked at Holleika.
"Are you 'Anzi'?"
The old witcher lowered his voice, his lips didn't even move, and the voice came from his throat.
Although the members of the Snake Sect in front of him have hidden some things, but if Edson can't discover some of them by now, then he really should retire.
Holleika nodded.
Before coming, he knew that his identity must be known to the other party.
Moreover, some things require the cooperation of the other party.
Therefore, there is nothing to hide.
Looking at Holleika who nodded, the old witcher stared for a few seconds.
Then, he bowed slightly.
It's a tribute to the witcher.
Because, he knew the danger of the lurker, and he was also more aware of what the other party was taking on.
"Hide yourself in the shadows..."
"Integrate into the enemy?"
The old witcher sighed from the bottom of his heart.
He recalled the three snake witchers he had met.
One is a very traditional 'hunter', and that kind of aura cannot be fooled by him.
One has a dark breath, which makes him vigilant.
And this one in front of him is willing to lurk.
Until now, the old witcher finally had a more specific understanding of the Snake School.
Similar to Wolf Pie Witcher.
But have a different style of acting.
Hope to be able to bear in mind the 'witcher' code.
After silently blessing in his heart, the old witcher spoke directly.
"Now do I need to act as a 'fuse' to detonate this matter?"
"That's right."
"You need to 'kill' me, and then quickly escape from prison."
"The 'Carrot' Hotel is our temporary shelter. When you finish saving people, where can you find us?"
After Holleika finished speaking, she hid in the shadow and left quickly.
The task given to him by his mentor has not been completed.
He needs to keep working hard.
The old witcher didn't come out of the corner until Holleika's figure disappeared completely. He didn't act immediately, but went to the market to buy some necessities.
For example... pancakes.
…
Karl is walking in the middle of the Atantinople.
This is still a commercial area.
However, because it is close to the Upper Seventh Ring Road, the place is getting cleaner and more upscale, and the shops are gradually becoming more upscale. Those rare jewelry and jewelry shops have become common here.
And some, high-end restaurants, also abound here.
However, Lunkar didn't care about these.
What he was looking for was a 'Dark Whistle', the 'Dark Whistle' of the Temple of War God.
In Eitantinople, the Temple of War used to have a large number of guards and sentries.
But after the 'Black Calamity', all the Ming guards retreated to the upper seventh ring where the 'War God Temple' is located, and the dark sentries were reduced without a trace.
At least, that's what it looks like on the surface.
Actually
The number of secret whistles has been reduced.
But more is to become more secretive.
The deacons of the 'Holy Tribunal' became even more difficult to distinguish.
Fortunately, as one of the most famous field personnel of the 'Secret Order of Silent Night', Lunkar is not in vain. He knows that there are no fewer than five secret sentries of the Temple of War in Fort Altantino.
But he didn't say anything.
He needs these secret whistles to bring him greater value.
For example, this time.
As for why this was chosen
Naturally, it is because the equivalent value of dark whistle here is the highest.
According to Lunkar's judgment after several contacts, the main messenger here is at least a priest, even a sword priest.
So, when he walked into this 'Aitolin Tailor Shop' again, he was very careful.
He tried his best to keep himself as a member of the "Secret Order of Quiet Night" who "has not been discovered and only treats the other party as an ordinary tailor".
Of course, this is in the bottom of my heart.
face
He still had that habitual smile.
Any difference will attract the vigilance of the other party.
The priests of the War God Temple are not so easy to fool.
Ding!
Wind chimes sound.
"Aitolin, here I come again."
Renkar greeted the owner of the shop and the sole tailor.
This is an old man with gray hair, wearing glasses, and his body is slightly hunched, but his movements are still agile. A tape measure is hung around his neck. Even when he was talking, the scissors in his hand did not stop.
"Welcome, Renr."
"This time, what do you need?"
The old tailor called out Carl's pseudonym.
"I need a suit."
"I have a 'meeting' to attend in a few days."
Karl said with a smile.
He wasn't lying.
A 'meeting of councilors' is also a meeting.
"Oh, what kind of meeting?"
The old tailor pushed his glasses.
"A very tedious meeting."
The smile on Karl's face shrank slightly, then he shook his head, obviously not wanting to say more on this topic.
"Do I need to prepare something?"
"Except for that suit."
Karl asked.
"I suggest you accompany a silver brooch as the only accessory for a dark formal suit. For a top hat, you should choose according to the situation. However, a pair of leather shoes of the same color is indispensable."
The old tailor said very professionally.
"What about the shape of the brooch?"
"I'll order the shoes from you."
"You know my size."
Carl said.
"Can."
"The brooch should be kept as simple as possible."
"It doesn't need to be too complicated."
"And don't be aggressive."
"What do you think of a four-leaf clover?"
"It represents luck."
The old tailor pointed again.
"Lucky?"
"Can."
"That's exactly what I need."
"how much is the total?"
Carl directly took out his wallet.
"85 for Kimpton, 50 for formal wear, 20 for leather shoes, and 15 for a silver four-leaf clover brooch."
"If it's urgent, you need to pay an extra 10 Kimptons."
The old tailor quoted a price that was very suitable for the location on the Seventh Ring Road.
Carl took out a real money order from his wallet and put it on the old tailor's table.
"please hurry."
"I need it urgently."
Before leaving, Karl asked.
"Do not worry."
"In two days, you can come and pick it up."
The old tailor promised.
Both parties bid farewell to each other just like real tailors and customers.
However, when the door of the tailor's shop was closed, the slightly stooped body of the old tailor straightened up.
The sharp light cannot be blocked by glasses.
After closing the back door, he turned and walked upstairs.
Walking out of the tailor shop, Lunkar heaved a sigh of relief.
Everything went smoother than he imagined.
next
Naturally, wait quietly.
However, waiting is not what Lunkar is used to.
He chose a high-end restaurant and sat on the second floor of the restaurant.
"A glass of lime water, a piece of milk cake, and a piece of cocoa cake."
Karl took out two Kimptons and put them in the hands of the waiter.
Milk and cocoa are not cheap.
It doesn't cost two Kimptons, though.
Half of that counts as a tip.
Lun Carr is well aware of the importance of Kimpton.
Therefore, in less than two minutes, all the meals he ordered were served, and when he proposed to sit at the window, the waiter took the initiative to negotiate with the guests at that table.
It was a young man.
The clothes look simple, but they are exquisite, and the face is ordinary.
When the waiter's request was heard.
The young man stood up without refusing.
"Thanks."
Karl thanked him with a smile.
"nothing."
The young man waved his hand, and under the guidance of the waiter, he sat in the original seat of Karl.
All this is normal.
It happens every day in restaurants, so no one cares.
Carl didn't find anything interesting in young people anymore.
As for the clothes
Please, this is the upper seventh ring of Fort Eitantino, a place where nobles and upper class people live. Such clothes are too ordinary. If it is really shabby clothes, it will be incomparably conspicuous.
Therefore, Lunkar quickly focused on what should be paid attention to.
He didn't move the cake on the table.
Just holding the lime water, his eyes looked at the rumors.
This location is just right to see one side of the middle third ring road.
And the 'prison' of Mr. Collipo is also on this side.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
About half an hour later, a puff of thick smoke suddenly rose from the commercial area of Eitantinople.
Even though the noise was very far away, it could be heard faintly.
The people who were sitting in the restaurant looked there in astonishment.
Including, that young man.
Perhaps because of his youth, this young man did not sit in a chair, but stood up and walked towards the window.
Out of the goodwill of the other party before, Lun Karl tilted his chair slightly to let the other party pass smoothly.
When the other party nodded, Lun Karl also nodded slightly in response.
"That's the market on the third ring road, right?"
"How could there be a fire?"
The young man's voice suddenly sounded.
"Perhaps the fireplace has not been set up properly, and some sparks have popped out."
"Or a charcoal basin."
"There's always something like this happening in Eitantinople every year."
Hearing the young man's question, Karl stood up involuntarily and explained.
Still out of gratitude to the other party for giving up his seat.
"Yeah?"
The young man looked puzzled.
"certainly."
"Accidents happen every year."
Lun Karl replied casually.
The nobles of Eitantinople are really inferior to each other.
Although the etiquette is good, but the knowledge is too bad
If such a young man is placed in a place like Xika City, he should have already fought in a real sense, right
Even if you are from a noble family, you should join the patrol team.
Instead of being cared for like a baby.
No wonder that His Majesty became more and more dissatisfied with his 'knights'.
With the promulgation of the 'new decree', everyone knew what the king meant.
Not only his ambition for the Southern Islands, but also his dissatisfaction with his subordinates.
However, it is not an easy task to push forward the 'new order' smoothly.
Karl knew that some veteran nobles were secretly uniting.
That His Majesty the King
Should have known.
However, they turned a blind eye.
What does the other party want to do
It's nothing more than a clean sweep.
In this regard, Lunkar knew it well.
But he wouldn't tell the young nobles around him.
Picking up the top hat on the table with his right hand, Karl was about to leave.
"Your cake!"
The young man reminded Carl round.
"no need."
"They should taste average."
Karl waved his hand.
"It's a waste of food."
said the young man.
"Sometimes waste is not shameful, it also represents your strength."
Looking at the 'rigid' young nobles under the noble etiquette, Carl completely lost interest in talking.
And a veneer of wood, what's the talk
"strength?"
"But the boss said, it's not good to waste food."
"I think the boss is right."
The young man laughed, this kind of smile was neither gentle nor cold, it only had a sense of weirdness.
In an instant, Lunkar felt dizzy.
not good!
With a tight heart, he immediately took out the medicine and was about to uncork the bottle.
But the superior evil spirit came to him first, grabbed the potion with one hand, and made a knife with the other, and lightly hit the side of Lunkar's neck.
Snapped!
Amidst the crisp sound, Karl fell into a coma.
The high-ranking evil spirit took advantage of the situation and picked up the opponent, as if it was an anti-sack.
Then, pack the two cakes on the table yourself.
Then, walked out of the restaurant.
And everyone in the restaurant seemed to have not seen the higher evil spirit.
It wasn't until the high-level evil spirit who had walked a long way away lightly snapped their fingers that these people woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream.
But their attention was quickly drawn to the smoke.
No one noticed Carl's disappearance.
Because, after a while, on the streets of Shangqihuan, the new 'Lun Karl' appeared.