Chapter 279: Clown and guess

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My name is Akatosh,
Iron mouth straight off Cicero ...
4E, 201, the month of the fire, 16th, 20: 28
"[What is the most beautiful music in life?]" "It is silence, my brother."
The black door of the sanctuary opened, and Galus and Ilya walked in one after another. When the two of them left recently, the relationship was clearly still in the stranger stage, but now it seems to have a little bit of father and daughter feeling.
Nazr put down the task record in his hand, looked at this stupid dad who was obviously more stupid, and quickly turned his attention to the person behind him-always a disgusting face of Jeanna Dalke and who looked anywhere anytime Cicero, the clown who can laugh.
"Hey, hey ~ (Peach)" Cicero saw a few people sitting around the table in the hall, and made a weird smile as expected: "Isn't it special to greet me? How embarrassed ~ (Peach)"
Before someone started taunting him, Cicero suddenly changed his face: "Is it because of a guilty conscience? I didn't take good care of my mother's coffin while I was away! (Spades)"
What kind of care can be taken for the coffin that will automatically remove dust and automatically wash with water ...
"We are discussing the recent major events," Nazr decided to forcibly skip this topic: "Several of them should be related to you, you can listen to it if you are not in a hurry to rest."
"Well, no, Ilia is not fit for a long journey and needs a rest." Galus said for his daughter, and although Ilia was a little surprised, she did not mean to object.
"Hey ~ (Peach)" Cicero walked down to the table and sat down: "I'm guessing, did all of the tasks you took according to the" tradition "fail? (Cube)"
"You sure know something!" Babeite gave the table a heavy shot, but her little girl's appearance and voice were really not deterrent.
"Huh? What do you say ~ (Spades)" The clown didn't answer positively, his eyes flicked around, grabbed a green apple and gnawed.
"You--" "If you are brought into his rhythm, this intelligence meeting will not be necessary."
Jeanna Dalk's cold voice temporarily extinguished the anger of the members of the Brotherhood, and Nazr noticed that she had found a place at the conference table to sit down: "I suggest that you proceed according to the original agenda."
"Okay, I'll continue," Babbitt gave Cicero a glance: "As a 495-year-old vampire—although these mere accumulations of time are nothing to be proud of—I can hardly be disturbed by anything. Influenced by mental spells, even those deliberately aimed at vampires have very limited effect on me, but I was drawn into a nightmare during the mission. "
The little vampire frowned slightly, and it seemed that it was just recalling the content of the "nightmare" that caused her a little displeasure. After a pause, she continued to say: "After I finally got rid of the nightmare, I found that the client and the target had returned to good and active. The dark ritual commission was revoked, although the remuneration will not be refunded, but this inexplicable failure makes me very anxious. "
"Your is quite good, and the summary is just the client to give up the task, then what do I say?" The dark elf Gabriella looked gloomy: "There is an Anjia mill near the wind helmet city, and the miller has been framed by people The tramp, and the little nobleman who seized the ownership of the mill wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. So I held a dark ceremony. As a result, I was just approached by him, and he was taken away by the person with the "shawl blonde hair". , And the reward he promised is now back to the original owner, that is, the hands of the assassination target, what should I do? "
"Hey, you're not a problem, how can you say that the mission itself is wrong?" Yaron Xavius ​​yelled: "My mission target is a Nord scavenger, in a cargo ship that was sunk in a shipwreck. I found a family token. The thing is not valuable in itself, but the person who lost it will have a lot of trouble. The scavenger catches this lion's big opening, and he is very able to fight. The lost guard is not an opponent at all. Eventually, the owner decided to hold a dark ritual and asked him to be assassinated. "
"Then?" Gabriella asked in coordination.
"Guru-ha-ha!" Xavius ​​pours a glass of Nordic honey: "When I hurried away, he was taken away by a group of guys in masks and robes with his belongings. Morrowind ... how is this counted? "
"Well, in terms of the physical structure of the Yalong people, going there is basically looking for death." Nazr wrote two pens on the mission record: "Let's count as 'failure due to force majeure'."
"And there is the site of the" Morag Gang ", fishing across the border will inevitably cause a full-scale war." Babet added.
"Festus went to track down the priest of the moth, and Astrad and Ayn Bjorn went to seek the guidance of the" diviner ", but as expected, any" traditional assassination "they carried would be inexplicable. 'S failure, "Nazr stopped his pen and turned to Cicero:" Is there any explanation for [Yemu] about this? "
In Nairn, there are absolutely no weird events that have no reason. Behind them, there must be a demon or a holy spirit. Sometimes according to the nature of the event, it can be judged which demon is behind the hand, and understand that in these events "Enough is enough" is also an important principle of life-saving.
"Hey, hey ~ Don't worry ~ (Spades)" Cicero didn't answer positively: "You said 'There is something important about us', but these few things don't sound big, and it doesn't matter ~ ( Hearts). "
"Okay, then, how much do you know about the event of" Dibella's elimination of Namira "in Makass City? In addition, the assassination of Mu Rui Shattershield failed, too?" Nazr looked up. Look at the room where Galus took his daughter to rest.
"Hey, hey ~ Is it interesting to ask? (Cube)" Cicero stared at the quest logbook in Nazir's hand: "The 'task list' we obtained before heading to Makass was all believers of Namila. Yo ~ (Peach) "
"Then ... '[Malakas] somehow fell, and all the orc fortresses are in chaos'?" Nazr turned a new page: "The first one that has problems is the one along the way. "
"The saint of the Demon God wanted to shoot Ilya with the magic weapon" Warren Hammer ", triggering the" Nightingale Power "counterattack. Then I pushed it and Maracas was smashed by his hammer. Dead. "Jeanna Dalk interjected.
"Hahahahaha! (Spades)" Cicero laughed.
"Don't laugh!" Jean Nadal cried.
"In addition, there was a fierce battle in the Sommer embassy near Dugu City," Nazr reluctantly accepted the reason, and turned another page: "The empire made an explanation: 'The Sommer embassy dug through the underground warehouse. In a snow troll's lair, many snow trolls rushed out and attacked the embassy that was hosting the reception at that time. Under the command of the ambassador Alan Wen Yingge's emergency, the snow troll was wiped out without causing any casualties. . '-Do you believe it? "
The members of the Brotherhood expressed
unbelief
in various body language.
"Except for 'reception is in progress', probably no word is true." Babete said with a contempt that does not match her appearance age: "Oh, noble."
"Oh, girl ~ (square)" Cicero even said in the same tone: "I guess 'no one was injured or killed' is also true ~ (Spades)"
"... how to say?" Nazr's fingers shook and looked up at the clown.
"It's obvious ~ (Red Peach)" Cicero changed back to the original strange attitude: "You said 'related to us', but we have never been to the Solitary City, so the only thing left for 'related' is the nature itself Yes, isn't it ~ (Peach) "
"Um ..." Nazr flipped through the intelligence records: "The information returned by the intelligence officer was that a prisoner secretly detained by Ambassador Sommer at that time fled, and wanted to destroy her treasure trove before leaving, but accidentally opened the annihilation. At the gate, more than thirty demon lords were released. Since the emperor ’s engagement reception was held at the embassy at that time, the participants were basically high-skilled or equipped with high-strength escorts, so they successfully resisted those. The demon lord, and then the demon clan killed each other for unknown reasons, and was eventually wiped out by the guards, and after this battle, the embassy has completely turned into ruins. "
"So, where do you think this matter has to do with us?" The question was Jeanna Dalke, who had no expression other than "disgusting", and at this time she showed a slight curiosity.
"Regarding the reason why the demon would kill each other ... I have a bold idea." Nazr hesitated.
"Put up your thoughts and let me tell you the 'truth' ~ (Peach)" Cicero interrupted him.
"All the contracts in Markas City have clients, but each of them secretly held the ceremony and destroyed the trace of the ceremony immediately after it was completed. It is impossible to know by your original means, which proves Mother can see any corner of the world ~ (Plum) "
"Perhaps this fact only allows you to admit that your mother has an advantage in intelligence gathering, but she then announced to you by defeating the demon Maracas that she has far more power than the ordinary devil ~ (square)"
"However, the Brotherhood of Darkness itself does not fear the Devil God, and even the saints and priests of the Devil God and the Holy Spirit dare to assassinate, so the mother tells you by 'controlling the devil lords under other devil gods to kill each other', Her level is higher than the sixteen demon gods ~ (Hong Tao) "
"Finally ~" Cicero smiled distortedly: "Do you think‘ Night Mother is the wife of the nihilistic prince [Citis] ’is this just the Brotherhood ’s own bragging? (Red Peach)"
The members of the Brotherhood were stunned, all staring at Cicero, as if he had never seen a monster.
"So, what is the purpose of [Mother]?" Nazr felt his throat was very dry, and changed his name subconsciously.
"It's very simple ~ (Peach)" Cicero waved his hand around: "All life and death in this world belong to the mother ~ Akai is only her little brother. If you don't accept the contract according to her oracles, Just stop thinking about killing anyone else ~ (Spades) "
Pa, let Na Dalke heavily supported, but Nazr himself was in shock and had no time to ignore.
"Oh ~ Mother ~ please ask ~ (Cube)" Cicero suddenly made a listening gesture and then slapped the table: "Mother said, [you know too much!] (Spades)"
"You" know too much!
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