old dream

Chapter 299 One person's war

Just like in the secret letter, Frank reported to Colin the movements of the Ninth Branch in Stade.

They're still on the hunt for Luka, the Redstone Lord, while struggling with a rise in supernatural crime.

Successive failures and scrambles meant that the Ninth Division's grip on the Stade's underworld was weakening.

In addition, there was a gossip that came from nowhere and began to circulate within the Ninth Bureau.

"It is said that the 'Silent City' died suddenly in Stade." Frank lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

coming.

Hearing this, Colin fixed his eyes on Frank, as calm as if he saw his prey.

Herwig's death was originally a secret that only a few people knew.However, as the Grand Duke began to investigate, the Ninth Branch also got some news.

"This matter should have something to do with that 'Lieutenant'." Frank went on to say:
"After all, the Grand Duke sent Silent City there to monitor and protect this person, but he died suddenly later."

"What about Lieutenant 'now?" asked Colin.

As a member of the Alliance Central Intelligence Service, it is only natural for him to ask these questions.So Frank didn't suspect anything. After a little recollection, he told what he had heard:
"There is no conclusion yet, and the news from over there is also changing rapidly."

"There is speculation that the real 'Lieutenant' has disappeared with Silent City. The one wearing the burn mask is just a substitute he personally cultivated. Of course no one will leak this news, otherwise, the Stade Institute will be finished I did." Frank said:
"The bootleg business is still expanding, and a lot of people are counting on them."

"So, is it possible that the lieutenant killed Herwig?" asked Colin.

"No." Frank shook his head and said sincerely:

"That's the city of silence."

The direction of the matter is consistent with what Colin guessed, Ricardo is still safe for the time being, as long as the Grand Duke does not intend to let the Stade organization collapse, no one will touch him.

But this is temporary, and he or the Grand Duke will have to deal with this hidden danger sooner or later.

"Is the Ninth Precinct busy recently?"

Ke Lin looked at the dark circles around the opponent's eyes, and asked suddenly.

From my own understanding, Frank is a complete moth. He never does business, but there are a thousand ways to get performance.

If even he starts to lack sleep, it means that all members of the Ninth Division are under pressure.

"Everyone is looking for the sword of Zahir Vanus."

Frank rubbed his facial features with his right hand:
"I haven't closed my eyes all day."

"Because of the counselor who was stabbed?" said Colin.

"... yes," Frank said, secretly lamenting the depth of the investigation's penetration of the Danaro authorities.

Because this matter has never been made public.

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In the Garden Palace at the same time, the Dagong happened to talk about the same thing with someone.Several high-level officials of the Ninth Branch were tremblingly reporting the progress of the investigation to the Grand Duke across the table. Documents from various parties were scattered on the oak table, which was in a mess.

And that burly mammoth, McBride was leaning against the marble columns of the palace with his arms folded, looking at these incompetent secret detectives expressionlessly.

The people in charge of all aspects were in a hurry to speak, causing the conversation to come to a standstill for a while.A moment later, the Grand Duke tapped the table with his fingertips, ending the chaos.He frowned deeply, filtered out the complicated words of the senior officials of the ninth bureau, and helped them draw a conclusion:
"So the result of being busy for this period of time is that you haven't made any progress?"

Whether it's the death of Silent City, the disappearance of Colin, or the assassinated Treasury Advisor.

"The traces of witchcraft at the scene are still being deciphered, and there may be new clues here..." a researcher added while wiping cold sweat.

"how long?"

"A month...?"

This is the most optimistic estimate, and the traces of witchcraft left by the other party have also undergone numerous transformations without any flaws.

The maid on the side offered a silver-wrapped wine glass, and the Grand Duke took a sip before laughing meaninglessly:
"It's clear someone is emulating the 'General Sylvanus' theater ritual, but you can't come up with anything in a month."

This wasn't an angry laugh, because Edmund wasn't angry or flustered, he was simply mocking the incompetence of the ninth game, even though he couldn't avoid it at this time.As long as you sit in the position of the Grand Duke of Edmund, you will be within the range of this theater ceremony.

"The story of General Vanus is an absolute secret."

At this time, the silent mammoth spoke, his voice was still thick and peaceful, like a gentle giant:

"Even if it were a real Eucharist, it would be difficult to provide enough detail to trigger a mirror image."

All the history of the general in the principality is vague and incomplete.

This is the result of hundreds of years of continuous interference by the Edmund family.

The last written record of this archetypal event has been included in the Grand Duke's Garden Palace during the Prophetic Crucifixion.

How can I be sure that there are no other copies?This can be fully confirmed by mirroring.

When there is only one copy left in the world, the resonance of focus will be extremely sensitive.Because of its high specificity and even uniqueness, it is almost its own mirror image.

The Edmunds failed to hide history, but history lost most of its details.Only relying on the fragmented existing information, it is no longer possible to trigger the mirror image of the execution of the Grand Duke.

"Or even if he knew all the details, a theatrical ceremony of this scale could not be used for a sneak attack." Mammoth continued.

Because since it is a ceremony, it is no longer possible to adopt flexible strategies.

The executor must strictly imitate the trajectory of the predecessors and advance step by step.

So, this is a frontal war waged by one person.

Ridiculous.

But the Grand Duke still did not take the crisis lightly:
"The traces of witchcraft that killed Silent City and the traces that appeared a few days ago... do they point to different coordinates?" Edmund asked suddenly.

"Yes." The researcher replied that although it is somewhat inconceivable, the principality may be facing two powerful opponents at the same time.

Since the Silent City of "Blue Star Three" can be killed, then the opponent can reach the third category, or even the second category in the rating of the alliance...

At this time, the side door of the room was quietly opened, and a maid, that is, the female official who had appeared in the Metropolitan Theater, walked into the room.She lowered her head and seemed to have a smile on her face, but when she saw the tense scene in front of her, she couldn't help shutting her mouth and quietly walked behind the Grand Duke.

If Colin had been there, he would have found that she was the owner of the clothing store he had met.

She seemed to be wasting too much time because of Bond Ives.

But neither the lateness of the female officer around him nor the incompetence shown in the ninth round seemed to break the Grand Duke's mood.He turned his head and looked at the female officer reproachfully, but there was no anger in that look, it seemed to be joking instead.

"But... maybe it's the same person." The Grand Duke continued with a relaxed and natural expression, as if he was asking someone a question.

The possibility of two second-class wizards appearing in the Principality at the same time is too small, so the other direction should not be ignored.

For example, the same person left different coordinates.

"...Night people."

McBride guessed the answer.

(End of this chapter)