"Do you know why we took you to the island?" Kant looked at Raphael and asked.
"I know." Raphael lowered his eyes and said, "I want me to find out the hidden forces on the island for you."
After hearing Raphael's answer, Kant was silent for a while, and then said: "Then will you do this for us?"
Raphael fell silent and did not answer Kant's question. Instead, he asked, "If I don't agree, will you let me go?"
"No." Kant denied with a calm face: "We will set you as a bait and try our best to attract the leader of the force who issued the order to hunt and kill."
Raphael looked up at Kant, eyes full of despair. He closed his eyes and asked, "Then why do you want to talk to me about this?"
"Because I want to give you a chance to choose." Kant said: "Whether you carry your life on your back, or use your bloody hands to atone for your sins."
"I understand." The expression on Raphael's face became complicated, and he said to Kant: "I will cooperate with you."
"Well." Kant stood up, looked down at Raphael and said, "We won't put too much pressure on you, you just need to go with the flow."
After leaving this sentence, Kant left the deck and walked towards his cabin.
"Follow the flow" Raphael raised his right wrist in front of him, bared his fangs, and bit down.
But in the end, he still held back his momentum, leaving only a slightly dark tooth mark on the skin.
Hot tears overflowed from Raphael's eyes and dripped on his arms.
"It's really hard to live"
Under the moonlight, Raphael's figure trembled from the movement of sobbing.
The people in the venue gradually fell silent.
The lights on the podium converged to one place.
A fat dwarf came to the podium and presided over the speech: "Welcome all of you who stand on the opposite side of the dark forces to come here and listen to this speech. Now that everyone is here, let's start quickly. First of all, I invite Master Isaac to come on stage and make an announcement for us."
This dwarf's status was quite good, and when he stood on the stage and spoke, the people in the audience immediately became quiet.
"Isaac? Who is it?" Abel blurted out.
At this time, a burly middle-aged man stepped onto the podium under the attention of everyone.
The dress he was wearing seemed to be one size smaller, and the fabric was completely fitted to his muscles, allowing people to see his well-proportioned and perfect figure at a glance.
"So strong." The elf soldier sighed.
"That's the second young master of the Dragon family. Although he is not the orthodox heir. But being able to attend this kind of place is already giving the dwarves a lot of face." An angel sitting behind Abel said intentionally or unintentionally. interjected.
"Dragon Clan?" Abel was taken aback, remembering what happened to the Dragon Clan when he went to the volcano before.
"Everyone, good evening." Isaac greeted, his mouth was like an ancient bell, and the sound he made was always lingering in everyone's ears.
At this moment the spotlight hit his face, and Abel finally caught a glimpse of the tiny scales on his skin.
"The dragon clan can transform into this!" the elf soldier said in surprise.
In his impression, the Dragon Clan should be living in caves, and would scream in the sky when hunting.
"The dragons know many kinds of spells, and it's not surprising that they have the ability to transform themselves." Abel said softly.
Just, why would they participate in this kind of occasion? Before the opening, Abel knocked all the audience. Except for the existence like Beamon who devoured the world, almost all the homeless races on the island came.
"Everyone knows that a month ago, our dragon clan woke up early from the scheduled dormancy period." Isaac said blankly: "And found that the 'Yarong' in the territory had been besieged and wiped out. After our The investigation is a trick of some people on the island who are making waves in the dark, wanting to use our swords to destroy the dwarves who are in power in the clan."
"What?" The audience exclaimed. After all, the news of the clarification had not yet reached the island, so many people heard the news for the first time.
"We have found out the traitor who planned with the strategy of the foreign race." Isaac threw a heavy weight and said, "And during the interrogation, we got the list of those who participated in this operation."
After Abel heard this sentence, his breath was stagnant. The Dragon Clan moved too fast, and the development of the matter had thrown away a lot of the information that Abel held in his hands.
"After this meeting is over, I will send the list to everyone. I hope that everyone can report to their superiors so that they can clean up in time." Isaac said calmly, "This is the end of my speech."
From the beginning to the end, Isaac's expression was very cold.
"This meeting is so interesting!" the person sitting next to Abel exclaimed excitedly.
"Boss, will the list mentioned by this population also be sent to us?" the elf soldier asked doubtfully.
"I don't know," Abel responded. Then he looked around at the people around him and found that everyone was very happy.
Amid applause and cheers, Isaac walked straight off the stage and disappeared behind the curtain.
Abel watched his back, his eyes full of doubts: Why did he distribute the list that he had worked so hard to summarize to those present? The Dragon Clan's style of action is indeed very decisive, but this time it is really too bold.
Next, several representatives of various ethnic groups appeared on the podium to speak.
Abel listened carefully until the end, until everyone left their seats and went to a corner under the podium. Abel then stood up and walked over.
A thin dwarf is asking everyone to write their names and ages in the name book on the table.
"Is this a ceremony to participate in this meeting?" The elf soldier hesitated whether to write down his real name.
"Since I've heard so much here, let's follow their rules at the end." Abel instructed.
As he spoke, he bent down and wrote his real name in Esperanto on the paper. When returning the pen to the dwarf, the dwarf looked at him and said, "Are you an elf?"
"Yes." Abel raised his head and responded.
The dwarf's expression became strange, and Abel was not used to the way the other party looked at him all the time. Immediately stepped out of the queue.
When he walked to the door, Abel heard the elf soldiers chasing after him shout: "Boss, you forgot to take something."
"What?" Abel touched his pocket, turned around and asked suspiciously.
(end of this chapter)