Dada, clear and bright footsteps sounded from the side of the airship, and Allen's eyes also cast away.

The group of people wearing black uniforms walked down the gangway where the airship was put down, and led by two men who looked very extraordinary.

The one on the left had a handsome face, with an extremely gentle and gentle smile on his face. His slightly curly light blonde hair added a bit of nobility to his temperament.

On the right is a man who looks a little old. It’s not that his face is so unbearable. His appearance is still very good. Although it is a bit worse than the noble man who looks like a noble man on the side, he can be called handsome. However, he always exudes a dull and depressed atmosphere, as if he is decaying as a dead dead tree, which has simply reduced the first impression of others about him.

However, Allen did not have much disgust towards the other party. He had known the truth that one should not behave like a person in his previous life, but he was almost thirty years old, so he would not make such a mistake most of the time. He paid more attention to the status of the two. For example, the gloomy man consciously lags behind the blonde man.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Viscount Forreed and Baron Isaac led the team. It's been a long time since we saw you." Master Ryan's cheerful voice spread in the air, without any loud sound, but it appeared clearly in front of the two leading people.

"Master Ryan has lived in the northern border for a long time, and I have never been able to visit him. It is my fault." A blonde man named Forrey smiled and stretched out his right hand to put it on his left chest to bow down to Master Ryan. Isaac, who was one step behind him, also wanted Master Ryan to bow.

The team they led behind them wanted the old man to salute when they saw the team leader, so naturally they were the same.

Furthermore, although there are many outstanding talents absorbed from the people, more are descendants of nobles who are collected from the imperial power class. Those civilian commissioners who have no way of knowing the identity of Master Ryan, but they do know clearly.

Although for some reasons, Ryan had a certain gap with the ancient aristocrats of the Empire, and even exiled himself to the northern border and guard the frontier to protect his disciples, no matter what, even if everyone knows this, they naturally need to give each other a certain amount of respect without completely breaking up.

Moreover, some people behind the two team leaders had a flash of eyes, and they were thinking about secrets that only they knew.

Besides, although Master Ryan has a gap with the ancient nobles, this faction is not extremely harmonious. The incident that happened back then was so big, but there were also neutral factions.

"Hello, Chief Jacob, thank you for your greeting." After greeting Master Ryan, Forreed did not forget the uncle from the Public Security Bureau beside him, but greeted the other party very smoothly.

"Well, Viscount Furred, thank you for your support." Sheriff Jacob's face forced a few smiles, as if he was happy about the other party's arrival, but Allen could see that it was probably because of his rigorous nature and the majesty of the presidency of the Public Security Bureau, so the other party was used to being tough and almost forgot to smile.

Then, the bosses from the three sides stood by the airship and started chatting. The executive department of Master Ryan, Sheriff Jacob's security department and the arrival of support troops all returned to the airship to start transporting goods.

Fortunately, although the airship cannot enter the city and the distance to transport goods has increased greatly, there are still many vehicles available in the city. Although only a small number of steam locomotives can be used, there are many manual carts and other things, at least there is no need to let Alan and the others carry them back one by one.

"What, is there any problem?" Allen walked off the airship with a generation of food on both sides and placed them on the steam car beside him. Suddenly, he heard a low-pitched inquiry coming from beside him.

Alan was so scared that his body suddenly tensed. His right hand, which was holding the rice bag, suddenly exerted force, and almost accidentally tore the solid cloth bag apart.

But the next moment he reacted, suppressed his somewhat extreme reaction, knowing that it was Allen who was talking to him.

"Why are you walking silently?" Allen responded angrily, then placed the food on his shoulder in the car.

The back seat of the steam locomotive has been completely removed, leaving a huge space for handling.

"This is all the basics, let alone wanderers, walking silently is something that spellcasters have to learn, let alone you are a warrior. If you hadn't fully grasped this, you would have been like this."

When Allen heard this, he nodded helplessly. God knows why even the caster in this world requires the landing silently, but it seems that only such official extraordinary people can have this kind of training. If it is an olympic, who cares about you?

"Although the mage has spells such as light body technique and silence technique, at some point, the silence of the wanderer is the most suitable."

Allen turned around and prepared to continue transporting. To be honest, most of the people who came today were not ordinary people, extraordinary people, veterans, policemen, physical strength, and strength that had been experienced for a long time were extraordinary. Otherwise, so many things would have to be moved to the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

"Hey, don't change the subject." Renard glanced at Allen's face and found that there was nothing strange. He knew that Allen didn't care about his inquiries.

Because if Allen didn't plan to answer, he would definitely give him a certain rejection without making such an indifferent look.

"Look at the scene over there." Allen didn't say it explicitly, but was heading towards the direction of the Master Ryan trio, Viscount Frederi and Jacob police who were talking.

Renard turned around in confusion, glanced at the scene where the few people were talking, and found that nothing was wrong. He glanced at Allen in confusion, feeling that the other party was not playing tricks on him for a long time, and then turned his head to observe carefully.

Renard kept watching the conversation between the steam locomotive and walking onto the airship, but he didn't see any difference. He leaned in the direction of Allen and asked in a low voice, "You're not playing tricks on me, are you?"

Allen replied angrily, "Is there any benefit for me to play with you?"

Renard glanced at Allen, his face flickering, "It's hard to say."

Thinking of the fact that he played with Allen this morning, Renard was rarely guilty, thinking that this was probably Alan's revenge, and then he didn't say anything.

After Alan replied helplessly, he found that Renard, who was standing side by side with him, suddenly disappeared, and looked over with some confusion.

Seeing Renard's expression, he instantly understood the other party's thoughts. Although Allen was happy to take the other party into the ditch, it was not possible at this time. "I think the atmosphere over there is not right."

In Allen's eyes, although the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious and joyful, there was an awkward atmosphere that could not be dispersed, as if everyone was holding back helpless and chatting.

Renard, who was thinking about whether he had been played, suddenly became clear from gloomy to clear, "You said it earlier, this is a very normal thing."

"Um?"

"Although the Public Security Department and the Executive Department are both violent institutions that maintain the stability of the empire, the scope of responsibility of both parties is different. One is an ordinary person's crime and the other is an extraordinary person. The Executive Department is not bad, and there is no objection, but the Public Security Department always feels that the other party has divided its authority and has been requesting the merger of the two at the Imperial Conference for many years."

"The two people who came were even more obvious. Viscount Furred was a representative of the new generation of doves in the imperial conservatives. Although he was not a contemporary flag-carrying figure, he was also a mainstay. Although he was in conflict with the reformist and neutral factions, he was not the kind of extremely tough person."

When Allen heard this, he looked at the other person quietly, with a warm and dazzling smile, and the same golden light shone from the sky, embellishing Furred's blonde hair, making him look sacred and extraordinary. This appearance is indeed excellent, and even Allen can't help but feel good.

The saying that people should not behave like a person is indeed the truth, but you cannot deny that an excellent appearance can indeed add a lot of points to the first impression. The knowledge that Allen can do will not underestimate the other person because of his ugliness, but it cannot stop the nature of human beings.

"The Baron Isaac next to him is very interesting. He is a neutral guy. I guess he's here as a deputy this time to check and balance."

"But this is just a difference between the full-scale organization and the factional differences. For example, Jacob is a member of the reformist party."

Allen had a premonition when he heard this. Sure enough, Renard's next words confirmed his thoughts.

"As for us..." Renard said here, suddenly laughing in a low voice. Even though both of them walked to a place with few crowds, they attracted several people from the Public Security Bureau not far away to turn their heads.

Allen smiled embarrassedly, then pulled Renard and walked up.

"As for us, of course, we are reformists." Renard didn't care about the previous downfall. "Of course, so is your father,"

Hearing this, everything was confirmed, Allen sighed involuntarily.

Although these things are not excuses to deceive Renard, this is not what Allen wants to ask the most.

When he was boarding the airship from the gangway before, he felt an extremely obscure malice behind him, but when he turned his head unconsciously, he could no longer find this gaze.

I could only notice that it was coming from the direction of the conversation between Master Ryan and others, but there were other people on this route, such as those newcomers and powerful extraordinary people following Forrede, so Allen didn't know who it was, but the sudden malice also raised his somewhat stable mind again.

When Renard asked him before, he wanted to fool him, but he also considered that if the person who was observing him secretly was still observing him, casual answers might reveal flaws. After all, Renard had pointed out what he was thinking, so he ended up using a lie that was not a lie.

At this time, probably because Allen's specialties such as the [Sixth Sense] and [Alarming] had reached its peak, he still felt a faint sense of snooping from the air, but what made him a little uneasy was that even though he knew that his previous perception of malice was not an illusion, he still could not find the source of this strange thing.
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