"At 9 o'clock, the balcony on the second floor, half a glass of champagne, the joint code: the severe winter belonging to Demingham is coming."

On the way to the manor area, Donald silently recited the secret code Williams told him.

This was the first task he received after becoming the secret line of the tree garden. But he didn't expect it to be so important as soon as he got started.

As the second largest family in Demingham, the Darren family naturally covers an area of ​​the manor. It should have given people a sense of spaciousness with ease, but when Donald arrived at the main entrance of the Darren family, he still felt an inexplicable sense of crowding and oppression.

Perhaps it was because there were cars all over the streets of cars parked at the entrance of the manor, or perhaps it was because of the groups of three or five, and just a little glance, you would know that they were all high-ranking people.

Donald wanted to follow these people in, find a corner in the villa to wait for the joints, and then take the time to get his reward, and this trip will be completed.

As a result, when he handed the invitation letter he received to the waiter at the door, he unexpectedly became the one who was specially stopped.

"Mr. Grant, Mr. Darren, personally told me to let me pay attention to your arrival. He wanted to meet you privately before the party."

The waiter was extremely low in front of Donald. As someone who could be invited by Mark Darren for a private meeting alone, Donald was qualified to receive such courtesy.

"That's it, please lead me."

The hand holding the Civilization Stick was loose and tight, and Donald didn't understand why Mark Darren did this.

It is true that Donald saved his life, and the words of "repaying a drop of water" should be repaid in this era are not popular, and there should be similar words.

But the situation at that time was that Donald, as a member of the Rose Squad, was involved in the guards of the new airships, and it was his duty to protect these government officials.

It was not that he wanted to protect Mark Darren. In fact, in order to prevent his escape hot air balloon from being destroyed, he would protect him no matter who was standing behind him.

It can be said that Donald never thought about asking for compensation from the beginning, which is why he went back to the villa directly at that time.

Even if the Darren family clearly stated that they wanted to repay him, he felt that it was just a formality, so he told them early on what they wanted, thinking that no matter how many items the other party could take out, he would just keep them. After all, in his opinion, this was an unexpected gain.

However, Mark Darren is now going to see him privately, which inevitably makes him think too much.

I followed the waiter through the crowd, entered the door from the other side of the villa, and listened to the noisy talk from people nearby. I waited until the third floor to gradually calm down.

Every time you walk through a corridor, you can see a heater powered by whale oil. The temperature of the entire three-story building even made Donald, who had been walking a long way, want to unbutton his coat.

Just impulse, he knew that he would meet Mark Darren later and naturally would not act rudely.

The place where the two met was in the study.

Donald thought he would see a haggard and tired old man. After all, there were so many public opinion outsiders who were facing him, and to some extent the cocktail party would also become his shame.

He was wrong.

The old man was indeed sitting behind the desk, but his face was calm and calm, and even after seeing Donald, there was a hint of gentle smile.

"Mr. Grant, I'm glad you've come to this cocktail party."

Mark Darren took the initiative to get up and stretched out his hand. Donald immediately took two steps forward and also stretched out his hand to hold it.

"I am flattered by the fact that Lord Darren summoned me in private."

Donald was not used to this kind of conversation and could only deal with it with his teeth.

"My resignation has been submitted to the government. I am not the deputy mayor now. Don't be so nervous. I specially asked you to come here because I may have something important to you later, so I plan to hand over the reward to you before the cocktail party begins. I went to the warehouse of the Darren family in person to see the materials you mentioned. I only found a few of them. I feel a little ashamed. You can check it out and confirm whether it is accurate. After all, I am old and sometimes my eyes are not very good."

Put a wooden box in front of you from the other side of the desk and push it towards Donald.

Donald was relieved to hear that the other party had not found everything.

That's right, he was relieved when the other party didn't find it, because he reported all the materials he and Stephanie lacked. If Mark Darren helped him find it, then it wouldn't be the other party who would pay back favors.

Maybe he owed the Darren family favors.

However, when Donald opened the box, he realized that his tone seemed to be too early.

He still lacks the blood of five-leaf clover and fire-scale fish in the energy-shaping talent. There is no five-leaf clover here, but there is a bottle that looks like it is carved from ice cubes and contains orange-red liquid inside. Its name is marked on the front: Fire-scale fish in the blood.

The Mark Darren family actually had one of the two materials they needed in the end... It seems a bit unfair and appropriate to say that they are willing to give fire-scale fish blood to themselves as rewards.

It also comes with several materials that Stephanie needs.

Donald couldn't remember what it was, but looking at the number, although it was not complete, it was at most two or three differences.

This reward is a bit too heavy.

"Where is Mr. Grant from?"

Looking at Donald, who was surprised by what was in the box, Mark Darren asked suddenly as he stroked his fingers as he placed his cane beside him.

"Pston people, a small town, you probably don't know."

Looking at the huge gains in front of him, Donald answered without thinking much.

"Pston? It's Pston in North Yorkshire. It's a bit far from Demingham. How did you think of coming to Demingham to make a living? Are you having friends or family here?"

The topic gradually shifted towards personal affairs. Donald was about to pick up the fire-scale fish blood and stopped in the air. He turned to the edge of the box. The joy in his eyes faded at an extremely fast speed and fell into silence.

"You also know that the suppression of alien disciples in the religious area is very serious. It is no exaggeration to say that life is under surveillance. This environment is really a bit frustrating. I am a wizard and I need an enlightened living environment. I happened to get a train ticket to Demingham in a transaction. It can be said that it is a coincidence."

In just a few blinks, Donald found a good reason, which can be said that all he said was the truth.

"So that's it... about the person we ran into on that hot air balloon, you said he was a thunderstorm party... If I remember correctly, he took the initiative to retreat, right? I'm a little curious. How did you do it, just treat it as an additional small question I gave you these materials."

The topic shifted quickly, as if it was because Mark Darren noticed Donald's defense on the issue of his origin.

"Oh, that's because we had a fight before, and I was slightly better than my friend. At that time, my friend and I were in good condition. He should have more important things to do, so he retreated."

I said it once on the hot air balloon before, so Donald did not hesitate when talking about this.

"So you killed a dominant powerhouse on a new airship, right?"

Another sudden change in the topic.

This is what Mark Darren really wants to ask!

The intelligence group under his command received information later after the crash of the new airship, and found a body on the roof of the new airship. Someone had witnessed Bechimo Edward and a woman rushing to the roof of the new airship.

Combining these two messages, this woman's identity is about to emerge.

She died, but Mark Darren knew it wasn't Bechimo Edward who killed it.

At that time, the strongest man except Bechimo Edward was removed from the new airship, Matthew Gis and his deputy, were by his side and Semyr.

It was definitely the move by others, but the young man in front of him was able to scare away a thunderstorm leader-level figure with just his momentum. There is no need to say more about his strength.

"Forehead......"

Donald thought that the choice he made temporarily was discovered without making too much concealment, but he did not expect that this matter would be suddenly brought up at this time.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to ask for a certificate. This is a glorious thing for members of the Extraordinary Bureau, isn't it? I'm just curious why you don't publicize it. This credit will make you a hero of Demingham and help you go further in the Extraordinary Bureau. If you want, I can write you a letter of recommendation."

Mark Darren seemed to have determined that the person who killed this dominant power was Donald. The series of words were entirely based on Donald's recognition.

He was forcing Donald to admit it.

"No, you can't do this, that will make me the enemy that the opponent must kill. I don't want to be targeted by that kind of organization, so please keep the secret for me."

Donald knew that this matter could not stand scrutiny, although he had privately mentioned to Horn not to spread his abnormal behavior at the time.

"Oh, of course, I will help you keep the secret. Your strength will be the secret weapon of the strange bureau. I will not foolishly talk about such things. Please rest assured of me, the old man. My mouth is more reliable than most people in Demingham. This reward does not only represent me, but also contains the private rewards of the government's contribution to you. You can accept it with peace of mind."

Speaking of this, Mark Darren straightened up, and the smile on his face suddenly became stronger. The grace of saving lives was just an excuse. These things were not just used to repay this kindness. After pausing for a while, he continued,

"Mr. Grant, please allow me to give you a suggestion. Since you want to hide it, you must hide it all the way. Judging from the fact that you kill the enemy's dominant figures, you are naturally on our side, so I will not only help you hide it, but also find a way to suppress this matter. Similarly, you must keep this secret, and the strange adjustment game... is not as safe as you imagined."

The study was lighted red and the heater was running normally, but Donald noticed some information that made his spine chill from Mark Darren's words.

"I understand, thank you for your advice and for your reward."

It was only at this moment that Donald knew what Mark Darren really wanted to tell himself.

Demingham, who seems to be in chaos due to the crash of a new airship.
Chapter completed!