Why do you want to call me

The staff knocked lightly on the door, then stood up straight and waited for the officer's order.

After getting the exact instructions, he opened the door to report.

"Sir!"

"The monitoring matrix issued a yellow warning, and the initial estimate of the risk level is medium."

"The mysterious factor content should be 0.5-0.8."

"According to its orientation, it can be determined as the southwest direction of the slum area."

"This person is moving at a high speed, and his destination is suspected to be a branch of the Secret Society."

Although the staff who reported at the door spoke quickly, they spoke clearly and forcefully, and they didn't mess up. Obviously, they had undergone professional training.

In the center of the room stood a heavy red table inlaid with gold, on which a stack of books was neatly stacked.

Behind it is a gorgeous throne, on which a figure is sitting.

His body exudes a terrifying aura like an abyss like a prison, just standing in front of him, there is a feeling of suffocation that is hard to breathe.

The officer was flipping through a heavy and simple book, and in front of him was a cup of hot coffee with white smoke rising from it.

After listening to the staff's report, he just raised his eyes, turned the book in his hand back a page, and then said calmly.

"I see, go inform the secret department of the empire."

"Put the paper report in the bag by the door."

Its voice is generous, with a hint of magnetism, but its tone is extremely indifferent, as if it has lost its humanity.

"Yes, sir!"

The staff saluted, then put the paper report in a bag aside, then exited respectfully, and then closed the door.

The officer continued to flip through the books, but after a while, the books suddenly disappeared, replaced by the paper report.

The staff quickly walked out of the still shining hall and came to the communication office.

After a while, the secret department of the empire received relevant information.

The man sitting on the seat looked at the news from the security system, smiled and said friendly to the side.

"I didn't expect that there are still idiots who dare to make trouble in the imperial capital."

"Is this not afraid of killing?"

"Tell the first team and let them dispatch urgently."

There was a gentle smile on the man's face, but there was a little uneasiness in his heart.

Because he thought of the news reported by the previous two subordinates.

Recently, a cult group has sneaked into the city, and it is unknown where they are hiding.

And now that the news came so coincidentally, he had to suspect that there was a connection between the two.

Heretic group...

It's either a bunch of lunatics or a bunch of criminals.

No matter which one is not easy to mess with.

The former is not afraid of life and death, and the latter is particularly cunning.

Thinking of this, the man became more and more suspicious that this matter might really have something to do with the cult.

He suddenly couldn't sit still.

If I let my immediate superior know that there is a cult group chaos in my jurisdiction, I am afraid that my application to enter the decision-making level will be extended indefinitely.

How could something go wrong at this critical juncture.

So did the earl in front, and so did the cult group behind.

The man put away the smile on his face, and then instructed the people beside him.

"Wait, I'll go and see for myself."

And the cronies at the side were a little shocked, he couldn't imagine that, as the person in charge of the secret department in the imperial capital, he would go out in person.

But as a confidant, he naturally knew that it must not be a small matter for the chief to attach so much importance to it.

So the people belonging to the chief department in the department were urgently mobilized.

Just to make sure nothing goes wrong.

After all, he also knew about the officer's application to enter the decision-making level, so it's better not to make any troubles during this period of time.

At this moment, Rochel, who was sitting on a chair doing nothing, stared at the ceiling.

He knew that he was being dealt with coldly now, in order not to let himself interfere too much, and there must be some compensation later.

He enjoyed it too, knowing too much was no good.

Especially since he is a direct descendant of a non-executive lineage.

It is really no secret that the nobles colluded with the secret department. Many people know it well, so it doesn't matter whoever handles this kind of matter.

But when it came to the cult group, the officer had a cold face, and Rochel knew that this should touch the core interests of the officer.

Therefore, when Helena insisted on continuing the matter, Rochel stopped her.

Although he hated her in his heart, it was just to prevent the officer from taking his anger out on him because of her.

It's good to deal with it coldly, at least you don't have to face danger anymore.

The salary is also called normally, but there is no additional reward.

While Rochel was counting the stripes on the ceiling, the staff on the side seemed to have received some instructions.

Then he fully armed himself and quickly went out to gather.

Rochel was taken aback for a moment, and then more people came out of the room nervously and walked towards the door.

When he came back to his senses, and was about to gather together, he found that these people belonged to the direct descendants of the chief.

So Rochel sat back on the chair, leisurely watching their busy appearance, while thinking in his mind whether he should change a place.

After all, the appearance of him resting here is incompatible with the tense atmosphere around him.

In the end, he decided to change places.

Because there are already many people staring at him.

Rochel began to wander around slowly. His current factor content could not be improved at all without external force.

The talents are all there, but he has been unwilling to admit defeat.

He wobbled to the witness protection room.

The witness protection room literally means the place where witnesses are protected.

Therefore, its defense is strong, and it is difficult to break through whether it is from the inside or the outside.

In fact, it is almost like a prison cell.

The main function is to detain some suspicious characters.

"My lord, hello." A voice suddenly came from the side room.

Rochel turned his head in doubt when he heard this, and then found that it was a soldier who "invited" back last time.

"Well……"

"I remember your name is Villiers, right?"

Rochel thought for a while, and finally remembered the person's name.

"It's my lord, I'm really grateful that my lord can remember my name."

There was a smile on Villiers' weather-beaten face, and there was a sense of irony in what he said, but it seemed to be so in his mouth.

Rochel didn't care too much when he heard this. Although he didn't have the so-called empathy for the weak, he wouldn't wantonly ridicule and insult.

Because he climbed up step by step from the weak.

"Why did you call me?" He asked with interest.

Not many dare to take the initiative to greet themselves, especially with the aura of the secret department on their bodies.

"I just want to simply say hello to you, my lord."

Villiers continued to smile, but there was an unknown look in his eyes.

Who will Chapter 73 be?

Rochelle started talking to Villiers.

They talked about almost everything, from the great affairs of the empire to the trivial matters of life.

During the conversation, Rochel discovered that Villiers had a wide range of knowledge, and knew a little about almost everything.

I was a little surprised by this, after all, it is already remarkable that a commoner can understand so much.

He has experienced systematic learning, and then he can see so much from a high place.

Continuing the conversation, Rochel was even more surprised when he learned that he had been a soldier in many places for many years.

Having been a soldier for so many years, he can still continue to be alive and kicking without any defects, which shows that his ability is far beyond human.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful he is, he will only be an ordinary person.

When facing a warlock, you can only be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, your own destiny is completely in the hands of others.

In this world, only mystery is the truth.

……

Imperial Capital, Baker Street.

The aura on Eve's body seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of cracking could be heard endlessly.

Seeing this, Heloise's speed became even faster, and her inner anxiety became heavier.

The crackling sounds were like reminders.

Heloise left an afterimage on the street, and brought Eve to Baker Street at an extremely fast speed. Before she got close to the flower shop, a flower bloomed in front of her eyes, and the scenery suddenly changed.

Heloise and Eve looked up, and they were surrounded by various display cases displaying collections.

Now they have arrived at the place where they first came.

It was Sophia's collection room.

Heloise held Eve's hand tightly, walked along the bookcase that seemed to be a wall, and entered the laboratory next to it.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a slim figure busy in front of the experimental table.

At this moment, Sophia is urgently preparing various reagents, planning to pour them into Eve.

She had some doubts about her technical level, why the seal on Eve's body broke even after a day.

Even though she had tried her best to overestimate this aura, the facts showed that her thinking was completely wrong.

call--

It is worthy of being a god with supreme power, but just a little bit of his breath cannot seal it even for a moment.

Sophia's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and a hint of self-mockery flashed in her burgundy pupils.

She has done everything she can, and now Eve can only hide this by staying in the branch of the secret meeting and using the branch's protective circle.

This blow was too great. Who would have thought that the shattering of the blockade was not due to external force, but came from within.

At this time Sophia had a headache, she frowned, and gently rubbed her temples with her green fingers.

After preparing the reagents, she went straight to the collection room.

Sophia has found that her knowledge seems to be too poor, so she decided to study again.

Eve watched with wide eyes as Sister Sophia prepared a bottle of potion, and then handed it to herself.

Holding the potion in both hands at the moment, the girl was a little dazed, and then looked down at her heart.

She probably knew who the culprit was this time.