Chapter 99: Arak Mu

Chapter 99 Arak Mu
Yongxing City, XC District Black Street Brotherhood, the headquarters of the big house.
"You mean, Rhoda and the contra-curve?"
One of the six giants of the Black Street Brotherhood, "The Ripper" Anton took a bite of bread and asked vaguely: "Because of what?"
"It seems to be the son of Roda," the other side of the long table, the other of the Big Six, Morris holding his arms against the fat belly, impatiently:
"You know, the waste has been raised in my house until I was killed by Red Square Street that day... For this, Roda’s relationship with me and Lancer is very stiff."
"So the anti-curved knife is very uncomfortable? The sunset bar has been closed?" Anton smiled and took a ale: "It's a pity, I like the little girl in the bar... Hey, that figure."
"She is surnamed Saridon, you can't afford it." Morris's cold words took Anton's sip.
"I haven't come back for a long time, and I haven't been very clear about it," Anton swallowed the bread: "After the matter of the Principality of the Sera, did the Sariton brothers still have no outcrop?"
"Prison locks tracked them for several years, and he did not hesitate to cooperate with the people of the Secret." Morris shook his head: "It took two fights with Little Sariton, not taking advantage of it."
"That big Saridon," Anton asked. "The one who killed Eddie II..."
"It's best not to mention him," Morris sighed. "You know, in front of the palace gate, whether it was intentional or not, he saved the black sword.... Over the years, Black Sword has been stunned by this. Huai, can be said to be tortured."
"And they must fight each other."
Anton sighed.
At this moment, a figure in a scarlet cloak pushed the door in and sat down at the table.
Morris and Anton’s face were serious.
Until the figure of the scarlet cloak opens.
Let the other two people change color.
"You make it clear!"
"What is lost contact?"
Anton punched his fist on the table and looked at him with a strange look. He looked at the "sleepless eyes" of one of the six giants, and asked Kebion Lancer, in amazement.
"The meaning is," Lancer pinched his scarlet cloak and frowned. "From seven days ago, we never received a letter from Ramon. When he last sent a letter, he was at Star and Exeter. Eastern border."
"There is only one explanation - he met the enemy."
Morris clenched his arms and indulged: "His mission is simply to use the message of 'Mage Reappears' to draw the attention of the Secret, let us get the weapon safely, and wait until the Black Prophet discovers that he is not a Master, naturally Will you give up on him?"
The fat man shook his head, revealing doubts: "An ordinary gangster doctor - no matter the dark room or the secret department, there is no reason to arrest him."
"No, of course they have no reason - unless this is the action of the opponents against our fraternity, or even the sponsors behind them... Many people are doubting our backstage." Lancer said:
"And you and I know that Ramon is not an ordinary gangster!"
"For us, there are sponsors?" Anton was shocked: "For us, you are talking about blood bottles? Although the magic of the magic can not usually appear ... but after the Red Square, they are indeed better than before Quiet, Catherine and Nekra are all abroad!"
Lanser shook his head: "I have a gossip, they have found a blood magician - I am afraid that the counterattack against us will soon begin, I am worried that they may discover the importance of Ramon to us."
He tapped the table gently: "If the shot is a blood magician... Hey."

The key is our sponsors!
Morris pondered seriously:
If Ramon falls into their hands, it will inevitably endanger the safety of the sponsors...maybe give the sponsors a wake-up call?

"You can't take the risk of exposure, contact the sponsor," Lancer said in his eyes: "I suspect this may be a trap - Morat is the favorite to play this bait game, maybe the perimeter of Black Street is already full. The eyes and ears of the secret department are waiting for us to make mistakes."
Even more terrible is...
If it wasn’t Morat and his secrets, it’s the black hands behind the scenes...
Lanser did not show his voice, but did not say his concerns.
"No, no Ramon, our research on the weakness of the magician is bound to stagnate... In the eleven or two years, we have just made some progress." Anton squeezed his fist: "And we even got that piece Armed origins and abilities are ignorant, and nothing has been discovered."
"And he knows that we and the sponsors have too many secrets," Morris immediately raised his head and looked serious: "Are we available at the border between the stars and the Exeter? For example, Anton you are there. Crystal smuggling team?"
"It's very difficult," the ripper Anton bit his teeth. "There was a tight atmosphere recently. The caravans were afraid that the stars and Exeter would open up. They would no longer go around the Broken Dragon Fortress. My manpower was evacuated very early. ......"
"And," Anton is as earthy and earthly: "If the blood of the demon can not be worse than the enchantment of the evil spirits... Don't say the people we have, even if we are a few, how many are sent to die."
"Maybe there is a way." Lancer said silently.
The other two looked at him.
Just listen to the "eyeless eyes" Lanser faintly:
"The words of the Stars and Exeter border... The Black Sword is not far away, you can go to search for Ramon."
"And I have given that arm to him."
"If he really meets the blood magician."
"Even if you look at it in advance, look at the armed performance."

The next day rose.
Thales pulled his face and was guarded by Sonya. The pedestrians crossed the slogan, the fortress, and slammed the narrow slopes, slowly from the south gate to the magnificent Broken Dragon Fortress.
It is much colder than the birch forest.
The snow layer is also much thicker, reaching the ankles of adults.
This is a big fortress, but the two-story wall makes the space between the fortress gate and the inner wall seem narrow. .
Tyres was dismissed with the help of Sonya, and Wahia, Rolf and Chora, who were seriously injured, were taken care of by the soldiers.
He observed this corner of the fortress, which is well organized, regardless of the layout of the building or the staff post.
Soldiers on duty, either patrolling the main points of the fortress, on the side walls, or at various locations.
The munitions officer in charge of logistics and replenishment, rushing back and forth to urge the people who transported the goods, in a few large stables, the cavalry are skillfully scrubbing their mounts.
On the other side of the training ground, several teams saw the recruits who were recruited shortly after entering the army. Under the leadership of several veterans, they practiced the actions of resisting and slashing in an orderly manner.
In the distance, several teams of soldiers who had just returned from duty were lined up with weapons and took over the rations issued by the Quartermaster.
Jenard followed Sonia's back and embraced a dozen of veteran veterans who seemed to be old-fashioned.
Is this the northern barrier of the Star Kingdom?
"That was the royal reserve army of the Baron Mu, just expanded." At this time, Putilai took a branch, dragged the damaged body, and walked behind him, watching the new recruits trained by the team: "Nothing has been done."
Tyres nodded.
"I thought you would at least leave her - the important queen, in the Broken Dragon Fortress. You know, our strength is already stronger than her."
Puttilam silently said: "Whether it was blinded or not, she attacked the mission team and committed a lot of blood debts."
"And then? Grab the spanking?" Tyres shook his head. "She is a political affair on the Eastern continent. We have to have many legitimate reasons for leaving her, and it is a lot of trouble in diplomacy."
and.
It also involves the magician.
It involves my secret.
The less trouble, the better.
Putila raised his eyebrows.
Tyres sighed: "Believe me, the real culprit is still far away, and letting Cortina go is also asking him trouble."
Jon's face appeared in front of his eyes.
No matter what you want to kill me.
I will not sit still.
Moreover, Tyres thought: I may have found the key.
The key is on the day of the conversation - there must be something that touches Jen's nerves.
Otherwise, he could not make such unwise behavior, that is, deceiving allies and endangering himself.
"And she still carries the black scorpion," Taylors continued. His words made Putty frown slightly: "There is something in the side, which is equivalent to let the blood magician come to us again."
Although she will definitely come to me.
[Never, let you suffer]
Tyres sighed and thought about it.
"Don't worry," Putile seemed to see through the thoughts of Thales. He slowly said: "Exter also has his own legendary anti-magic arm."
"The number is even more than the stars. It is the country with the most armed anti-magic weapons in the world. After all, it is the northern land that fights the most disasters in the end of the battle."
Tyres nodded reluctantly.
"As for the disasters, as long as you are not interested in them," Putilai has deep eyes and words: "They will not be interested in you."
The heart of Tyres was shocked.
Putile.
What does he mean by this?
At this time, Sonya’s majestic voice came from the front:
"what happened!"
Both Tyles and Puttier looked up curiously and looked ahead.
It seems to be a gallows, and at this moment it is packed with soldiers who are not on duty.
A person stood on the gallows and was escorted by the soldiers behind him.
It seems that you are going to be executed.
A person in charge of the person in charge recognized Sonya, and he was a bit embarrassed:
"Lord Satherley...he, this man is a deserter."
Sonya frowned and looked at the people on the gallows.
It was a dark-haired, dark-skinned young man who struggled to raise his head in front of the gallows and shouted: "I am not a deserter! I am not!"
He was wearing a ragged cotton blouse and was tied back with his hands. He still shouted at the crowd:
"They are on the order, I am going back to save them! I have not escaped!"
"Look at the blood on my blade!"
Tyres looked at it all and whispered to Putier:
"Are we already fighting the enemy?"
"I am afraid that there is a conflict between the small units," Putile said. "It seems that Lombard still does not give up."
Taylors sighed in his heart.
The hanged responsible officer, looking at the struggling black-haired youth, dismissed the truth: "This guy is lying!"
"There is blood on his rifle, but it has already broken into two!"
"Hands the broken blade back and ran, then told me: Are you going back to save people?"
"I didn't!" the young man who was tied back with his hands anxiously said: "That's not broken into two! It's my rifle! It... they have two, one left hand, one right hand! I can use it at the same time...

"Enough! The fisherman of the ghost story!" The responsible officer ugly waved his hand: "The sophistry does not help you! Like a Northlander, it hurts..."
"and many more!"
Sonia looks ugly to the person in charge:
"He is a soldier I recruited from the local area. Before I die, should I not ask me first?"
The officer sighed: "The amount, but this matter has been proved, we have asked the Baron Mu..."
Sonya interrupted him impatiently:
"Let him down, I personally come to ask things clearly - and then execute the sentence."
The responsible officer browed: "But this is the order of Baron Mu... he said..."
"Mu?"
"I am the commander of Broken Dragon Fortress." Sonia said: "Mu has been here for a few days? You and him are just the reinforcements stationed here."
The flower of the fortress is cold:
"Still, do you have any opinion on my command?"
When the officer’s words were stagnation, he looked around with difficulty.
But the majesty and prestige of the flower of the fortress made him obliged to obey.
The black-haired male on the gallows breathed a sigh of relief and was taken down and pressed down in front of Sonya.
"Soldier, report your name and belonging!" Sonya came to him, cold and cold.
A young man is a spirit:
"Wei Luo, my name is Wei Luo, the flower of the fortress!"
The young man gratefully looked at Sonya and gasped:
"Viro Ken!"
"It’s a pikeman who was recruited from Zaratan County!"
"And... I am really not a deserter!"
At this time, the crowd was amazed.
A bright but impatient male voice is very far away:
"Sassere!"
Sonya's brow wrinkled deeply, and she looked up and looked at the direction of the voice.
"I heard that you are looking for me again?"
Tyres looked curiously at the place where he was stunned, and saw the soldiers separated from each other.
This is a medium-sized, short-skinned, short-haired man with a simple breastplate and a blue wristband.
His nose was towering and its outlines were sharp. A pair of light green scorpions were full of stern colors, and a pair of conspicuous, silver-and-black metal bows strode from the crowd.
He was followed by more than a dozen faceless sword shields.
"Wow! It's him!" behind the tyrs, Eda, who once again put his head on his face, seemed to find something fun, and whispered: "To fight, fight!"
The soldiers on both sides whispered whispers, and many people looked at the men who came with a look of excitement and nervousness.
Taylors: Who is he?
This man seems to bring a breath of aggression, where the eyes go, makes people feel chilly.
This gives Tyres a dangerous feeling, just like the silver black bow behind him, in a critical state that seems to be ready to fire.
Sonya looks at the man with a dignified look, slowly:
"Araku Mu."
"Once again, when you left, I intervened in my army!"
Arak Mu?
A bit familiar.
Tyres scratched his head.
"His Royal Highness," Putilai behind him sighed deeply and whispered: "I don't know how high your contradictions are?"
Tyres looked at Putille inexplicably.
What do you mean?
"Your troops?" The aggressive Arakah did not show weakness, pointing to the Willow Ken on the ground, and responded to Sonya's chill: "You mean, these cowardly deserters recruited from local villages?"

"I am not a deserter! I am just..." The young Willow nervously opened his mouth again.
But his words were only half said, and Alaka was interrupted mercilessly.
"Shut up, deserter!" The man carrying the silver-black metal bow was angry.
Arakaman was a stern gaze and shot at Willow, forcing the latter's words back.
"The coward doesn't deserve to talk to me."
He is cold and cold.
Willow Ken under the gallows, his face was full of disappointment, his mouth opened and closed, and finally he was grievously pulled down.
The atmosphere in the field is getting worse.
"Oh, Mu."
Sonya is gloomy.
"You are on my site. I have identified my soldiers as deserters and cowards without confirmation." The flower of the fortress, Sonya seems to be brewing full of anger, she looks at Arak in a sharp way, a word tunnel:
"Are you provoking me?"
Taylors only felt that the atmosphere in front of him was getting more and more tense, and the soldiers around him did not dare to take a sip.
Arak suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.
"You said yes, that is."
In Sonya's increasingly scary eyes, Araka retracted his smile and glanced at Taylor with an uncomfortable look.
"So, have you brought the prince back?" Arak smiled and shook his head.
Taylor smiled at him and nodded.
But Araku Mu just smiled contemptuously, and seemed to completely disregard the prince's show, letting Tells a glimpse.
The prince remembered.
This is the time when King Kaiser replied to the messenger of Exeter, saying that "the Baron Mu has already carried two thousand royal standings and rushed to the Broken Dragon Fortress", the baron of the commander, Arak Mu.
Unexpectedly, he actually dared to confront Sonya Susere with the flowers of the fortress.
Just listen to Mu Baron and give a sigh of relief, watching Sonya faintly:
"How, if you please the king's little nephew, do you feel that you have the right to condone the deserters?"
The king's little nephew?
The soldiers around were a bit stunned.
Many eyes swept to Tyres.
Tyres’s face is also hard to look at.
"He said, he is not a deserter," Sonia looked ugly: "He should have a chance to defend himself."
"The Stars Legion never neglects life."
Taylor's heart moved.
Starhui Legion.
The Wei Luo face on the ground was happy, nodding his head, but looking at Mu's face, he still chose not to speak.
"Never neglect life? It is really the captain of the 'Xinghui Legion'." Arak laughed: "I will be meticulous in carrying out the faith of your Duke."
Tyres thought of it. Sonya was the younger brother of Eddie II, the star of the Stars and Legion of John Comet. It seems that her identity is not low - the captain of the guard.
"Oh, yes, how did the Duke die?" Arak turned his head and stared at Sonya.
The flower of the fortress is discolored!
"He is merciful and cherished, and he is betrayed by those who "have never neglected"," In the trembling face of Sonya, Araka sarcastically said: "Death in the hands of your most trusted guards!"
"What is the traitor called... Norfolk?"
Sonya clenched her fists and her face was not recognized.
"Yes, this is the group that Sonia Satherley trained personally, the Duke of the Stars Regiment!"
Tyres opened his mouth in surprise.
The words of Arakah obviously provoked the nerves of many people.
Because Teres felt that this sentence had just fallen, the temperature of Sonya fell instantly.
More than a dozen of her deaths, including Genard, have changed in shape.
More than a dozen big men looked fierce and came forward together, standing behind Sonya.
Behind Araq, those faceless swords and shields also looked bad, and Qi Qi surrounded the baron of Mu, and pressed the hilt and looked coldly at the opposite side.
The two men and women are arrogantly squatting.
Sonya's pupils shrank, and she stepped forward, her face cold, and looked straight at Arak, who was flush with her.
Araka also looked back at her coldly.
"Hey!" Sonya was unceremonious, and even said it was very rude. In front of Arak, she spit at his feet.
"You are just a wild dog, Arak."
Araka just chuckled and didn't talk.
"Of course, I think of it, the year of blood," the flower of the fortress looked up at the man with the chestnut hair, cold and authentic:
"Prince Horace is on the spot, but you are alive."
Taylor's heart moved.
Prince Horace? The sword of retrospective?
This time it was Araca’s turn to change.
His eyes are full of hatred and anger.
"who knows……"
"is that you……"
Just listening to Sonya with ridicule, chuckle:
"Give him a knife in the back?"
Taylors no longer has to doubt, what is the meaning of "contradictions" in Putian's sentence.
Because of the next moment, Arak's fist and Sonya's palm.
I am full of anger, smashing in the air!

Stars and Exeter's eastern border, around the old tower.
"No, I can't smell the sorcerer's doctor."
"Can't go any further... The front is the road to the Broken Dragon Fortress. I heard that the two countries are facing each other - I don't want to get involved in the battlefield."
The head of the eight abilities of the blood bottle gang, the "red python" Nekra clenched his fists angrily, swaying the surrounding subordinates and looking at the blond woman on the side.
"And, can't you ask Giza to help me?"
hateful.
This woman.
Why did she first find the blood magician?
One of the abilities of the blood bottle gang, second only to Nike's other cadre, "Magic Blade" Catherine turned her head, revealing a bright but inexplicable smile: "Hey, it seems, we chase Lost."
"As for the Giza adults," Catherine smiled and made Nekra's anger even worse: "Through it, she suddenly has an urgent matter and goes to the west temporarily."
Catherine looked at Nekra with a cold eye.
The blood magician trusts me more...and only trusts me.
Even if the magic of the evil spirits disappeared, the "chaos of the chaos" Song died, and the blood bottle can not be taken over by your stupid goods.
But her heart is also very anxious.
One day ago, the blood magician was told by them that they would come and follow them to follow the brotherhood and blame the doctor.
But Giza seems to suddenly feel something, and hurriedly left a phrase "I went to the West to see", the magician disappeared in front of me.
God, the west is the road to the Broken Dragon Fortress. The countless troops of both countries can be there, the atmosphere is arrogant, and there is the existence of the flower of the fortress!
The magician is stronger, can't he fight a whole army?
"We'd better solve the problem here earlier," Nekra said poorly. "The blood bottle has lost a lot of business. Many partners... The women of the Principality of the Pula are very dissatisfied with the breakdown of our population, in the desert. The savage people began to contact the fraternity, and the first mover even closed the deal with us directly, and the rude swordsman even questioned us about the death of Gulaton..."
"We have a tight time."
"I know," Catherine shook her head. "They have also intensified and asked us to provide more orphans... We should reinvigorate."
"So, the doctor named Ramon, it is best to be as important as you said!" Nekra looked at his peers and competitors with a look of disappointment.
"Of course, this is what the Secret Society leaked to us through the Coulombs." Catherine slashed a branch in front of her eyes and continued to move forward: "The news said that by grasping that Ramon, many secrets of the Brotherhood will be us. grasp."
Cullen home?
Nekra frowned.
"And you don't have any illusions about the Kevin Dil family anymore," Catherine said sarcastically: "They didn't look at us at all."
"Where will the Cullen family go?" Nekra retorted subconsciously: "Maybe, this news, only the Kingdom Secrets want us to find some trouble for the Black Street Brotherhood!"
"Yes." Catherine did not care.
Nikola.
He did not expect that this woman would actually echo his words.
"The fraternity will expand too quickly, especially after the night at Hongfang Street, almost the underground forces of the entire Yongxing City have surrendered to Black Street."
"So, some people think they are not pleasing to the eye, they are looking for trouble," Catherine paused and frowned. "Some people want to catch the black hands behind them. The Peruvian and Cullen homes are probably for this purpose." Supporting us is the most direct approach."
Nikola smiled disdainfully: "So, we lost the battle at Red Square Street, is it still a good thing?"
"That is a very expensive lesson, reminding us that the Lord of the Magi is not omnipotent." Catherine covered up the disgust in her eyes and tried her best:
"In the past, we were all in power, even fighting each other, but in that night, we all lost the most powerful subordinates and human hands... For the survival of the blood bottle, maybe, we are time to abandon the suspicion..."
Damn python.
She cursed in her heart.
I thought I didn't know, did you kill Rolf?
One day...
Nikola was silent for a while, and seemed to be thinking about Catherine in detail.
Finally, the red python still hesitated to open the door:
"Although I still don't like you."
"But you have to admit that you have a reason..."
"We are facing the biggest crisis since its establishment and must be worked together to survive."
However, Nikola is thinking in his heart:
This jealousy.
Thought I can't see your play code?
Catherine smiled: "I am very happy that you can think so."
Nekra recruited and recalled the hand, and shrugged indifferently: "We are all in the same gang."
"And now... first come to find the doctor of the fraternity, that Ramon!"
Update early today, everyone can go to bed early tonight, um, that's it.
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