Vol 2 Chapter 138: "Conspiracy" jumped on the paper (below)

"My dear Loren, please use your brains before you are really ready to do it. Is this just out of reason, or are you just impulsive ?!"
Asriel in a red and black dress looked unprecedentedly dignified, holding her shoulders and looking at Loren who walked in the door: "I will ask another way, do you know what you are doing now?"
"Of course I know." For the first time, Loren gave a gentle smile to the teenager in front of him: "Is there anything wrong?"
"Is there anything right?" The angry boy widened his scarlet eyes: "You know this is a trap ?!"
"Of course it's a trap. They must have guessed that I will come-or if I don't plan to be hung up as a" gangster "and then thrown into Ebden prison, then I have to run this trip. "
The black-haired wizard surrendered his hands innocently: "I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary person who does my best. It's not a genius who can immediately think of a" good way ". Or would you tell me a way to avoid them? "
"You can let the night watchman die for you." Asriel gave the answer decisively: "It's easy to fight against a group of elite mercenaries, or is it easy to pick up a wizard who is relying on the reputation of an apprentice?"
"They just trust me a little bit now, how could they be willing to die for me at once?" Loren sighed helplessly: "What's more, the premise of winning Verlo is to ensure the attention of the Bellini family. It's all on me. "
Now the Nine-pointed Star Wizard Tower is full of eyeliners from the Bellini family. If they suddenly disappear, they will surely realize that-as long as Peter Fasha takes the opportunity to take Verlo from the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, the rest will be Easy to handle.
I believe that my dear Mr. Vello Bellini will know everything for the sake of his own life.
"It sounds reasonable, but it sounds!" The teenager pouted, looking very upset: "But don't you still want you to die?"
"Yes, this is really dangerous ..." Loren frowned suddenly, his expression very unbelievable:
"When did you care so much about my life?"
Asriel's mouth twitched slightly, just a blink of an eye, and the polite and cheeks once again showed a "polite" smile:
"Why are you asking this? We are our closest friends, and the lovely Asriel always reminds you of your safety!"
No, it's different this time ... Lorren's pupil shrank slightly, trying to get a little answer from the teenager in front of him, even if he knew it could only be in vain.
The last time he was so impatient and even willing to help himself, it was because of the ancient wood forest's evil spirit Mezka-only dread and fear can make this guy who never tells the truth a little bit of flaws.
Will this be the same reason?
"Ah ... it's this look again. I reminded you, dear Loren, don't try to get an answer in this way." The smile on the teenager's face faded gradually, becoming cold and cold: "I can tell you At that time, Asriel will know everything. "
"Dear Asriel, I have read about you in a book." The black-haired wizard laughed amusedly: "Saying that you can always satisfy anyone's wishes, but always let others pay the price, And the process of fulfilling the desire is not exactly what they want. "
"Well ... very persuasive evaluation." Without even a second, the teenager immediately regained his original "naive" expression and nodded with his fingers: "But I help those people just because they are funny, and they are not the same as they think. ... Well, I do n’t have to care about what a group of humans think, right?
Do n’t forget, the lovely Asriel is a real devil! "
"The above also says that you‘ cute devil ’are passionate about sacrifices and corpses. Is this also your interest?
"Sacrifice and corpse?" Asriel froze in a sudden, staring innocently. "How can they slander me like this ?!"
"Defamation?" Loren expressed doubt.
"Of course it's defamation! Ah ... yes, the lovely Asriel never denies that he is a bad boy, whether it's teasing people or playing with some self-righteous guys." The teenager's expression was very puzzling: But what am I going to do with a bunch of corpses ?! "
"……eat?"
"..."
The handsome teenager pressed his right hand to his forehead, his brows twitching, and he looked depressed: "... Is there anything else?"
"Gone."
"Then how are you going to leave the Nine-Mounted Star Wizard's Tower, there are spies everywhere outside the door-won't you be exposed if you run directly over?"
"So I have to go the other way." Luo Ethics said of course:
"Of course it is the sewer."
.................. The scream of the broken intestines, the cry of the steel sword penetrating the heart, and the tearing of the neck ... A wonderful "drama" is being staged in the camp of the crutches.
The name of the play is "The End of Yingou Alley".
In front of hundreds of heavily armed, well-trained mercenary regiments and the same number of patrol guards, let alone a small cane gang, even all the gangs in the south of the city could not compete with them!
That's right, more than two hundred people, thrown in the whole south of the city, can't even beat a spray. If you let them patrol the streets, half of them will die in a day, and the rest will probably be cut off. , And then throw the corpse into the wilderness, or hang it on a pub signboard, to warn other "like goods" not to cross the border.
But if these two hundred people clenched into fists, it is totally two concepts!
At the beginning, these drosses tried to resist. After shooting a crossbow and dropping dozens of corpses, the rest was completely gone. Only some guys in the gutters or corners of the wall suddenly emerged, and soon after being stabbed to death a dozen or so, who were not afraid of death, the rest began to "become well-behaved".
This is not called fighting at all, it is called cleaning garbage.
One hundred patrol guards blocked the street, and one hundred mercenary regiments controlled the large and small strongholds of the gutter lanes-and outside the gutter lanes, there were other patrol guards controlling the surroundings to ensure that there would be no more debris Rushed in to make trouble.
Before going into the night, the entire Yingou Alley will be "renewed", all the gangsters, gangsters, robbers, thieves, beggars ...
All "social idlers" will become overflowing sewage and garbage in the ditches, and then all will be cleaned up.
Wiping off the sword, the mercenary leader of the Bellini family walked into the base camp of the crutches, found a chair for himself, and shook his head while panting.
Why did you come here?
I thought that these gangsters could still be a little tolerant, so this level? Not to mention the same stubborn mercenary regiments, or the wandering knights who traveled south and south, even the peasants and soldiers in the countryside of the Principality of Lotel are one hundred times stronger than them!
The mercenary leader who was once hired by a Lord Earl of Lothal was very impressed with the farmers on that land-almost everyone is a good hunter ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and keen to solve the problem by fist, country farm Landlord rebellion is even more common, and it is even heard that there was a master of the Earl of Deep Limburg who rejoiced in rebellion all the year round.
Compared with such a sturdy principality, Eboden is really peaceful, even gangster thugs can't watch it.
"Master, we have a team of brothers missing."
The mercenary leader who had just been bored stopped his left hand to wipe the sword, frowning and looking at the mercenary who ran back to report.
Kill my team at once? It seems that this group of dross has not yet learned a lesson.
"Where?" The mercenary leader asked casually: "No matter how many people they have, gather the crossbowmen around and shoot me into a sieve!"
"Not a few people ... Lord Chief." Herald soldiers whispered: "But there is only one person, and even the crossbowmen responsible for vigilance on the surrounding eaves have been killed!"
The mercenary leader's expression is not pretty.