Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

Bobby asked incredulously, "What did you say, the other six...?"

"That's right, it's what you think." Alena's voice was very low, like a long sigh.

She went on to say: "When I was sailing offshore, the other person's whereabouts were unknown and I couldn't contact him for the time being. In addition, we are friends, so I will discuss with you first."

After finishing speaking, Alena took out something from her waist bag.

It was a fissured badge, with a stem-leaf holder holding several round fruits, and the edge was wrapped with a silver ring.

The fruit is purple in color, with thorns growing together with the stems and leaves. This plant is a famous mutant magic plant. People renamed it "Fu Zhu Guo" - it is extremely poisonous, and a small one can "execute" a head elephant.

And this is Truman's trade union emblem; the silver circle is the identity representative that belongs exclusively to the president.

Now that I think about it, it's kind of ironic that Fuzhuguo's symbolic trade union is scattered and dead.

"This badge was our mission with the union. I accidentally picked it up from the place where Truman stayed after a battle. I forgot to return it. Once the incident happened, I specially gave it to those who use dark magic. People have seen it.

"I have asked them, and several of them gave the same answer—they felt the remaining dark elements from the gaps, as well as the wood element contained in it, which belonged to the original imprint." Alena said slowly.

If the attitude of light magic towards other basic elements is "purification" and "washing"; then, the attitude of dark elements is "swallowing" and "fusion".

Therefore, the gadgets lying on the table now will serve as important evidence for their future survival.

"Do you have any countermeasures?" Bobby asked heavily, rubbing his face hard.

Alaina nodded, then took out another roll of paper that was as thick as a little finger, and spread it out.

Bobby poked his head over and saw that the paper was well preserved, but its appearance was very creepy: at the beginning, the reasons were described, and the font was relatively neat, but then the writing became more and more messy, as if he could directly feel the panic and urgency of the writer.

The text is not long, but half of the letter paper has been soaked in blood, and there is no corner that does not complain about Truman's cruel deeds.

"One of the members of the team entrusted someone to give it to me. After changing careers for a few years, I have gained some fame. The letter also mentioned that he thinks I have the ability to fight against Truman, and at least he can inform the rest of his teammates to prevent the atrocities from continuing to happen. .”

Investigators, stalkers, and letter writers have the same experience.Unfortunately, he failed to escape the last disaster - assassination.

Six years, just six years, the number of people has decreased little by little, quietly.

If there is no power to rely on, it is absolutely impossible for Truman alone.

To deal with Truman means to contend with that unknown force...

At this moment, Alena spoke again, and her words brought some hope to Bobby: "I have a friend in the Holy See of Light. He has done well, and now he has climbed to the position of Bishop in Purple."

"My idea is: give him this piece of paper, together with the badge. Of course, I will find someone to hand it directly to him in private. In addition to our joint letter, you can come forward as a witness at that time .”

After a long silence, Bobby said: "Keep the badge first, and do as you said for the rest."

"Now there are only three people left. We don't know when the knife will fall on whose head. It is not clear how many people are sent to monitor. Besides, we can't guarantee whether things will go smoothly.

They need to prepare for the worst, time is running out, and the most important thing now is to find a way to contain Truman.

Bobby's brown irises looked extremely pale under the light of the candle, and the candle flame danced deep in his eyes.

"With the help of the power of the camp, whether your friend believes it or not, he will definitely pay attention to Truman. During this period, we can at least be protected by him-because Truman dare not act rashly. If it goes well, wait until he takes the initiative to find us Investigate this matter, and it will not be too late to hand over the badge."

The important evidence is their life-saving talisman, Alena thought for a moment and agreed.

At this point in the discussion, the two decided to take turns keeping vigil in case they were not prepared.

Rhythmic insect chirping came from outside the house, and the chirping penetrated the stone wall and was brought to the dark corridor.

A few feet outside the door, Holly hid himself in the shadows and stood with his back against the wall for an unknown amount of time.

Until there was a long dragging sound of "creak--", the wooden door opened and closed, and Bobby walked out of the room.He decided to vacate his room tonight and come to watch the night himself first.

He lit the candle at the door and was about to go downstairs when his gaze suddenly turned to the depths of the corridor—it was dark and empty.

Two days later, early in the morning.

Bobby, Holly, and Wilmer sat in a row at the dining table one by one.

There was only hot milk and bread for breakfast, and Wilmer ate well, but he noticed that the eyes of the other two were blue, and they even ate slowly, looking absent-minded.

Didn't sleep well?Wilmer was a little surprised by their state.

Sleeping in the same room with Holly, he had a dreamless night, two of the best nights he'd had in years.

The words were swirling back and forth on his lips, and after finally mustering up the courage to ask, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Alena, who did not know when and where she came from, appeared in front of everyone, and shouted, "Bobby, the person I entrusted to deliver the letter has died."

"What?" Bobby stood up.

Holly next to him crushed the bread.

As if thinking about something, Alena looked at the two and a half older children present.

"Sorry, I heard it all last night." Holly said bluntly, "Just say it here, and Wilmer doesn't have to avoid it."

Bobby and Alena were obviously taken aback, their eyes widened, and they hesitated to speak.Immediately, Bobby nodded to her, squeezed his temples and made it back to the wooden chair.

You know, Hawley's last sentence was specifically for them.

The timing of the little skull's appearance was really unfortunate, and besides eavesdropping, he had actually been observing Wilmer's movements last two nights: the little skull was sleeping soundly in his room.

Without this guarantee, Master and Alaina would most likely turn part of their attention to Wilmer.Instead of distracting yourself with unnecessary attention, make your point clear from the start.

So several people gathered around the table to discuss, Wilmer didn't understand the situation, and it was hard to listen, but he sat obediently all the time.

"Yesterday morning, I went out to send someone to deliver the letter. It didn't take long. I didn't know whether the letter had been delivered to my friend. Others under my command sent news that the person was missing. The letter also disappeared. not see.

"Soon there was news that the body was found in an alley on the East Street, two directions away from the Guangming Holy See, and there were traces of alienated monsters on the body... Put his shit! No matter how bad the law and order in Wangcheng is, Mo Zhi Forget it, how could there be such a thing as a monster?!"

Alena's emotions became more and more unstable, and she couldn't hold back the curse after all—because this errand required a trustworthy person, and the person who threw the body on the street was a competent subordinate on her ship, a comrade in arms who had fought side by side for a long time.

The corners of her eyes were flushed red, and her satin-like red and curly long hair was also a little messy at this time.

"I'm sorry, Alena." Bobby's voice was a little dry, "You need to calm down first, because the situation is very serious now, Truman—or the people behind him, probably sensed our intentions."

Holly said in a deep voice: "So, the worst situation has emerged, and we can only use that method."

Last night, Bobby and Alena had discussed many alternatives together.Among them, if you encounter the worst result, you can only pack up and stay away from Svia as soon as possible.

But where to go?

There was a tense and weird atmosphere at the dining table, and there was only silence in the air, as well as the occasional sound of Wilmer swallowing milk lightly.

The territory of the elves?They are the second most xenophobic race after the light camp, although it is very safe there and the supplies are abundant.

In the western forest where the orcs live, unless they sail around, they have to pass through a highly alienated forest of magical plants, and there are still monsters that can compete with those magical plants, let alone what they have evolved into after a few generations .

There are dwarves and giants living in the north, but the climate there is really not suitable for human survival. It is either hot or cold, and the climate is extreme.

Holly remembers clearly that there is a large expanse of ocean in the east, and after crossing the sea, it is the Far East Continent where the giant dragon clan is located, and almost no one has set foot there.

Of course, the East China Sea is Alena's hometown, the territory of the mermaid clan.It is not difficult to seek protection of nature, first of all they have to be able to breathe underwater... Are you kidding me? !

East China Sea... East China Sea...

There seemed to be something hazy in my mind.

The giant dragon clan... the East China Sea... By the way, there is also a lost island!

He had a flash of inspiration, and then eagerly asked Bobby: "Master, who is the lord of the Lost Island now?"

"Lost Island? It should be the dragon of the Darius family. They have ruled there for generations..." Bobby answered with some uncertainty.

Alaina, who goes to sea all the year round, needs to know more about the situation outside the sea: "It is indeed the Darius family, but in the early spring of this year, it was replaced by the Donovan dragon as the temporary lord."

Hearing the name "Donovan Darius", half of the stone hanging in Hawley's heart loosened. Combined with the memory of his previous life, he came up with some ideas.

He leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair: "Let's go to Lost Island."

As soon as this remark came out, it was unanimously opposed by Bobby and Alena.

Bobby shook his head helplessly and said: "Lost Island is a mixed race, and the order is better than that of Svia. Besides, there are many monsters on the island, which are too dangerous."

"Indeed, although Donovan has improved the order to a certain extent after he took office, and recently plans to open up the docks for port trade...but there are only a lot of desperadoes on the island. If we go there, won't we be taken as arrows? Target?" Alena agreed.

"But the most dangerous place is also the safest place." Holly spread his hands, raised his chin slightly, and smiled confidently.

"Sister Alena—" he called out, causing Alena to smile, and the master next to her rolled her eyes, and the atmosphere at the table was much more relaxed.

"Donovan is looking for his lost niece, isn't he?"

The corners of Alaina's mouth froze, and her face turned to surprise: "How did you know this?! It's obvious that Donovan was just looking for someone secretly, and didn't say anything publicly."

Regarding this question, Hawley smiled and said nothing, but said firmly: "I have the news he wants here."

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