Under the night sky, Qingkong stood on the roof of a building, her green eyes overlooking the Secret Service Agent Six. Kestrel stood next to her, wearing equipment specially made for sandpaper, with red hair flying and swaying.

As a car slowly drove out from the back door of Secret Service 6, Kestrel said: "Miss Qingkong, the sandpaper is in that car, and the Governor should be there too."

Qingkong watched the car speed into the road and speed away, and said to Kestrel: "Let's follow it."

"Yes, Miss Qingkong."

Qingkong jumped down from the building, used a spell in the air to summon reverse airflow to relieve force, and landed lightly on the ground. She walked to the edge of the road, and a red steam motorcycle appeared in front of her.

When I got on the motorcycle in the clear sky, a kestrel floated down and landed on the back seat.

Start the steam motorcycle in a clear sky, and the engine that has been modified to reduce noise makes a low roar. White steam spurts out from the exhaust pipe at the rear, and the rear wheels rotate at high speed and rub against the ground, and then push the car body and eject.

The dual positioning of Luke and Sandpaper allows Qingkong to track outside Bengmu's line of sight.

At the same time, Luke also gradually analyzed the safe house in space that Bengmu wanted to take him to based on the car's driving route. Qingkong, who had obtained the information at the same time, drove the steam motorcycle to another road, then drove at full speed and passed Lu on the street next door.

The car that Gram was riding in.

Arriving at an intersection, Qingkong stopped at a secret location at the corner, turned off the engine and waited quietly.

After a while, the sound of a car sounded from the other side of the corner, getting closer and closer. The car lights illuminated the roadside, and the car suddenly accelerated when it entered the intersection. The moment it passed the center line of the intersection, the car body was crushed in the distortion of space.

Then disappeared in place.

The clear sky instantly activated the steam motorcycle and sprang forward, then drifted sideways and entered the route that the car had just entered. The speed of the steam motorcycle exploded again, rushing up at full speed against the spatial fluctuations that had not dissipated.

Rushing to the center line, the steam motorcycle and the clear sky carrying it, the kestrel was squashed in the distortion of space, and then disappeared...

Luke knew that Qingkong had successfully entered the space channel, so he turned his attention back to himself.

The streets and buildings outside the car show a strange state of separation. As the car flies forward and backward, the style of the buildings also changes as if going back in time.

When the car stopped, both sides were filled with fragmented stone houses from the early empire floating in the mirror space. There was only one path leading to an intact castle. The decayed fences and desolate stone castle made people feel...

It reminds me of scenes from some horror dramas.

This is one of the few remaining space safe houses of the Blade Bearing Brotherhood in St. Lun City.

The location and entry methods of these safe houses are only known to the leader in charge of the Assassin House in the Imperial Capital for each generation, and they can only be activated in emergencies.

You probably have never even heard of advanced stabbing blades like Kuaiji and Bengmu.

At this time, Shenglun City was in the dark, and the sky here was also a starry sky like a broken mirror. The iron door of the castle was open, and one of the doors was broken and crooked to the ground. It had not been repaired for a long time.

The safe house smells of decay everywhere.

But this majestic castle built in the open space shows how powerful the Blade Bearing Brotherhood was at that time.

Bengmu led Luke and his party through the iron gate to the main entrance of the castle. As the iron door was pushed open with a "squeaking" sound, rows of torches were lit on the walls of the main hall.

There was a long table in the middle of the empty main hall, and Samuel sat alone at the other end of the table. Behind Samuel stood a knight wearing ancient full-body armor, but the armor had lost its original luster.

, everything is a sense of vicissitudes of life.

That's the puppet knight guarding this safe house.

There are many such puppet knights on the walls on both sides of the main hall, but it is doubtful how many of them can operate without maintenance.

Luke strode forward as he entered the hall. He quickly walked to the long table first and pulled out a chair for Luke after doing an inspection.

Luke sat down, the sandpaper floating behind him, her hair spreading to its fullest extent.

Kuaishan introduced: "Lord Samuel, this is the Acting Governor of Raging Waves City, a member of the Upper Council of Raging Waves City, the Chief Inspector of Raging Waves City's Secret Intelligence Bureau, the Director of Secret Service Six of the Empire's Secret Intelligence Bureau, the Lord of the Empire, and the Royal Knight of Glory.

Lord Meteor."

Beng Mu, who came behind Samuel, was about to make an introduction, but Samuel stopped him and said: "In front of the many titles and projects of the Governor of the Meteor Star, my so-called titles are as ridiculous as a clown.

I am Samuel, hello, Governor-General!"

Samuel sat there motionless, using honorifics but not showing any respect.

Luke did not share his common knowledge and said: "I express my condolences to those thorn blades who died at the hands of the Abyss Temple. Although we are now on a hostile stance, their glory should be to die fighting against the Secret Service.

During the confrontation, he was ambushed and killed by people from the same camp...it was so embarrassing!"

Luke's words were simply exposing Samuel's scars.

Although he also participated in that operation, those who died were all his subordinates after all, and the combat power that the Thorn Blade could rely on in the city of St. Lun was instantly wiped out. But that is the current leadership of the Celtic Archduke and the Blade-bearing Brotherhood.

It was decided that the Temple of the Abyss would completely replace the Thorn Blade in the Imperial Capital.

In the past two days, the Abyss Temple was forcing him to hand over the location of the safe house and how to enter it.

Facing the meteor, Samuel said harshly: "If you want to blame them, blame them for being corrupted and completely losing the spirit of the thorn blade. Even Bengmu, doesn't he keep in touch with your people?

They have been penetrated like a sieve and still refuse to carry out orders. What honor can they have?

Governor Meteor, you probably didn’t come to me to mock me, right? If you have anything to say, tell me as soon as possible!”

"Okay! Let's get straight to the point." Luke stopped provoking Samuel and explained the purpose of his meeting: "I know that you have an affair with the devil Congreve Oston, the tyrant Melville Aldrich

, signed a soul-selling contract.

He will lend you part of his power, and the reward will be your soul. After your death, your soul will belong to the demon tyrant. How to deal with it all depends on his mood. I think the demon tyrant will definitely use his heart and time to treat you.

The soul slowly cooks a delicious dish..."

Luke's words caused veins to pop up on Samuel's head. He stared and his pupils turned evil demonic red.

"How do you know the tyrant's full name, and how do you know the soul contract I signed with him?"

Emotionally out of control, Samuel was unable to control his power. An impactful ripple spread from his body and pushed towards Luke along the table.

The sandpaper stretched out his right hand, made waves, and pushed it in reverse direction along the table.

The two energy waves collided in the middle, causing a flying airflow after a loud explosion. Fortunately, the two energy waves were not strong and did not cause uncontrollable misjudgments.

People on both sides were just in fighting postures.

Samuel controlled his power in time and apologized: "I'm sorry, the words you said were too impactful to me."

"Understandable!" Luke sat firmly and waited for the tense atmosphere to calm down before saying: "As for your question... I can only say that I have a friend who knows the demon tyrant and happens to know that you signed a soul contract with him.

matter."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Luke smiled and said: "How to explain it is my business, and whether you believe it or not is your business."

Samuel looked at Luke. He knew that the governor must be hiding something from him, but he couldn't get into the details.

"Okay, I believe you. Then what, you said you can bring peace to my soul.

What does it mean?"

"The meaning is very simple. Find the demon tyrant and ask him to terminate the soul contract with you. In this way, when you die, if no necromancer comes to you, your soul can rest in peace."

"Are you entertaining me?" Samuel's eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a fierce look.

Luke's idea was that calling the demon tyrant over and inviting him to a meal would dissolve the soul contract.

But Samuel knew this was impossible.

In the eyes of the demon tyrant, the signing of this contract was a big loss for him. Now that he has used the power he gave him in vain and wants to not pay the reward, if he can agree, he will not be a demon, but a kind angel.

To Samuel, the meteorite's words were just a fantasy, or perhaps it was just a deception.

Luke said: "Do you think I took such a big risk to see you just to entertain you?

Samuel, you are very valuable to me. In order to gain your allegiance, I can help you invite the demon tyrant to come over and talk, maybe he will give me this face."

The confidence shown by Meteor made Samuel doubt his own judgment just now.

"You really have a way to get the demon tyrant to cancel the soul contract? This... this is simply impossible."

"Then make a bet!" Luke said: "If I let the demon tyrant break the soul contract with you, you will be loyal to me. If I can't do it, I will return the same way and promise not to reveal this to anyone.

Safe house.”

Meteor's words made Samuel even more unconfident.

If the soul contract can really be broken, then the horrific nightmare that has plagued him for so many years will be gone. But the traitorous Blade Bearing Brotherhood will pledge allegiance to the Falling Star. What is the difference between you and those traitors?

Samuel said: "Can the conditions be relaxed? I can provide you with some information."

Luke said firmly: "No, the conditions I proposed are not negotiable.

Samuel, I can tell you responsibly that all the nightmares you have are given to you by the demon tyrant. He just wants to torture you, not only when you are alive, but he will still torture you after you die.

.

Only I can rescue you and bring peace to your soul."

Samuel didn't expect that Yuexing would even know about his nightmares. Is it true that he just said that a friend knew the demon tyrant?

Maybe he really knows how to dissolve the soul contract.

"I was raised by the Blade-Bearing Brotherhood. Without the Blade-Bearing Brotherhood, I would have died long ago."

"As far as I know, the people who raised you are no longer here, right?" In order to get Samuel, Luke had a deep understanding of his information: "And is the current brotherhood still the brotherhood you know?

?

Samuel, wake up!

Look at this safe house, how similar is it to the current Brotherhood of Blade Bearers? You meet me here because the other rooms are damaged and cannot be used, and this castle will collapse in the near future.

No matter whether the outcome of this war is the victory of the Empire or the victory of the Celtic Dukes, they will not allow the Brotherhood to continue to exist.

You are the last generation of Blade-bearing Brotherhood's Blades, and there will be no more in the future. But the City of Raging Waves has the legacy of the Blade-bearing Brotherhood and the Blades, and you can continue to carry out your historical mission under the Reform Society."

Luke's words opened another channel for Samuel who was stuck in a dead end.

There is a branch of the Blade-bearing Brotherhood in Raging Waves City, which is now being gradually integrated into the emerging new aristocratic group-the Reform Society under the arrangement of Viscount Isklan. Those Brotherhood Blades who surrendered to the past have naturally become the thorns of the Reform Society.

blade.

The Brotherhood that he is now loyal to is caught between the Empire and the Celtic Grand Duke. Internal problems and external pressure have determined that its collapse is not far away. But the Blade-bearing Brotherhood has such a large size and heritage after all.

, it will not disappear, it will only split and become a tool of different forces.

Sooner or later, he will have to face a choice of whom to serve...

Samuel was suddenly able to understand those dead stabbing blades. Their faith had collapsed in their hearts. They had just made a choice earlier than themselves.

"Okay!" Samuel finally made a decision: "You know me better than I know myself, and I can't refute your persuasion.

Since you also have a legacy of the Blade Bearing Brotherhood in your hands, you will have less of a mental burden if I join you.

As long as you cancel my soul contract with the demon tyrant and let my soul find peace, I will offer you my loyalty. Even if you can't do it, you can leave safely.

What do you need me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, just sit there quietly." Luke turned to Bengmu and said, "Go and open the door. The guests I invited have been waiting outside for a long time."

Samuel and Bengmu were both shocked.

This is a spatial safe house. Without special transportation and entry methods, outsiders cannot reach here at all.

How could there be someone outside the door?

Bengmu immediately explained: "Sir, I didn't bring anyone else in!"

Samuel didn't speak. He kept looking at Luke, and then waved his hand to signal Bengmu to open the door.

Bengmu walked behind the iron door of the main hall of the castle. He couldn't figure out how someone could follow him in such a secret place.

Is the meteorite deceiving people?

At this moment there was a knock on the closed door.

Dang, dang, dang... a very polite rhythm, echoing in the empty hall.

Beng Mu behind the door was startled by the sudden knock on the door. He quickly calmed himself down and opened the closed iron door.

Then I saw two ladies standing outside.

One of them is an elf. The light in the main hall shines on her body, and her oppressive beauty makes people feel suffocated.

"Qing, Miss Qingkong!"

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