Chapter 347 Villain II
“This Mr. Sackfrith seems to have something to say to everyone~”
As soon as he finished speaking, Grand Duke Crystal Wolf, Grand Duke Baroka and Buffy The three Marshalls were suddenly shocked. , the first two people immediately focused their attention on the bloated lizard man behind him but with an extremely ugly face. Marshall forced himself to look away, clenching his hands under the table tightly, with his lowered eyes A flash of fear passed through.
“Sakfris?!”
Emmeline covered her mouth in shock, staring straight at the lizard man who supposedly had no bones left: “You are the one …”
"Wait a moment, Emmeline."
Archduke Simon interrupted her in a deep voice. This dark elf man, who was rigid enough in terms of clothing, temperament, and manners, frowned deeply. He coldly asked the smiling half-elf man at the door: "Who are you?"
Not just him, but several others Neither the lords who paid much attention to Sark nor the Emperor Clairvaux took their eyes away from that man. They cared more about why a young and unfamiliar face appeared in this place than the words in the other person's mouth. They were only located in Violet. Only those at the top of the imperial power pyramid are qualified to enter the Purple Jiu Hall, where the highest meeting is taking place.
Not to mention the ordinary people who find it difficult to even enter the royal area, even other nobles other than the royal family and the nine lords, those hereditary dukes and marquises cannot break into this place, let alone Maybe he opens the door grandly and greets everyone.
It’s not that there will be any consequences if they break in, but the rest of the people have no chance to get here...
[Are all the Bauhinia Guards outside dead? ! 】
Even Emperor Clairvaux himself was a little confused. He subconsciously held down his ring engraved with the violet emblem and prepared for the worst.
Even if Clerval, who was born into the royal family and has been firmly on the throne for decades, dislikes being an emperor, he still has the sense of self-preservation of a superior, especially in a country like the Violet Empire. Under the national conditions where the emperor was not much stronger than the major lords, Each generation of emperors strictly abides by the creeds of 'checks and balances', 'avoiding harm' and 'self-preservation', because God knows which lord will suddenly have a whim and want to usurp power or something. This is not an unrealistic idea. , you must know that the major lords are not without this strength.
The others here also felt a little panicked. Their concerns were exactly the opposite of Clerval's. They were mainly afraid that His Majesty the Emperor, whose power had always been restricted, would kill them all if he was unhappy or had a whim. Kill, this is not an unrealistic idea, you have to know a place like Zijiu Hall Without the emperor's permission, it is almost impossible for others to break in...
So in addition to the Grand Duke of Marshall who recognized Sark, the Grand Duke of Crystal Wolf and the Grand Duke of Baroka who did not have a strong sense of crisis, Hussein, Simon, The first reaction of the great lords Dantès and Fernand, as well as the Emperor Clairvaux himself, was not 'Holy shit! Where did Sakfrith come from who was already on the street? ’ but ‘Fuck! Is someone trying to take the opportunity to kill me? ’
As for Futaba...
She is experiencing a rare, rare, and unscientific short-circuit right now! Combining someone's convulsive harassment before, the vague impression in the public space, the current bizarre situation, and a (even if not developed) female-specific intuition, the girl almost immediately judged The identity of the visitor!
That’s right, it can’t be someone else!
This bitch is the one who can hardly catch the tail in real life, calls himself BLACK on the Internet, and is named Tan in the game...
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."
The man dressed like a poet smiled apologetically at Archduke Simon, then raised his right hand and pressed it gently on his chest, and once again made an impeccable salute to everyone: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Anthony Dabbs. , you can call me Adidas or Annie.”
Everyone was confused...
[I’ll go to your @#’s Adidas! My@#￥Annie! Isn’t it disgusting? Isn’t this name the person who was in the player’s personal combat rankings some time ago? Do you know how to speak human language? @￥%&! ! 】
Well, Futaba was not confused, but she almost choked on the many flaws and turned the table over.
Well, luckily she restrained herself after all.
"So, Mr. Anthony."
Emperor Clairvaux stared into Mo Tan's eyes and said calmly: "You need to give me an explanation, otherwise, the way Zijiu Hall treats uninvited guests may not be the best." It will make you feel happy."
"I'm afraid, my majesty."
Mo Tan raised his head and said to Clairvaux respectfully: "Please don't. Don’t worry, the person standing in front of you is just an upright and kind-hearted citizen of the empire, and he is definitely not an uninvited guest. Otherwise, I would have been torn into pieces by those dutiful and omnipresent adults before I pushed open the door at the back. "
He smiled lightly and took out a token from his pocket that was made entirely of amethyst and dotted with a series of rare materials such as fine gold, mithril, and black steel.
[Imperial Order of the Violet Empire]
Quality: Epic
Effect: Allows you to travel unimpeded anywhere under the absolute rule of the Violet family.
Traits: Resonance, anti-counterfeiting, Violet family reputation acquisition speed +50%
[Remarks: Stop making trouble, this kind of thing that is obviously impossible to be acquired by players requires a special note, whatever Just mess around, um, very good, the number of words is enough, let’s make a deal. 】
...
As the note said, strictly speaking, this thing is not an item that players can get, but...it just happened to appear in this guy's hand!
"Your Majesty, do you need to verify the authenticity?"
Mo Tan gently shook the token in his hand and asked Clairvaux politely. He was really polite. , anyway, I have no intention of giving this thing to the past.
"Although I don't know how you got it, I can feel that it is not a fake..."
Clairvaux frowned deeply, picked up the identical imperial order from his waist and pressed it somewhere on it. The next moment, the two tokens less than ten meters apart trembled at the same time. And overflowed with little bits of purple light like stars.
Mo Tan nodded with satisfaction, then smiled at Clairvaux and said: "In that case, please forgive me, Your Majesty, can we put this not so important thing aside first, and then Let the topic return to the main topic? By the way, I want to sit next to the petite lady. As for Mr. Sack, since his position is more delicate, it is better to stand first."
"Okay, Mr. Anthony, maybe I will talk to you later."
Clever, who knew exactly how many pieces of imperial order there were in total and where they were, raised his eyebrows and then tapped them. He clicked on the table twice: "Purple Mirror, add a seat next to Miss Futaba."
Grand Duke Simon seemed to want to say something else, but he saw a mirror figure emerging from the shadows on Futaba's right hand side. After adding a chair, silence finally fell.
"Hello, dear lady, what do you call me?"
Mo Tan walked slowly to Futaba, took the latter's slender little hand and kissed her gently, smiling in a gentlemanly manner. Said: "My Lord, Anthony Dabbs, your beauty makes me smart."
Petite figure, slightly loose robe, smooth orange long hair, delicate and cute baby face, bookish round face Frame glasses, a faintly uninhibited temperament, a very inconspicuous curvature of the chest, a jumping vein on the forehead, eyes filled with murderous intent, a clear and sweet grinding of teeth...
【 From a certain point of view, it was really a pleasant second meeting~]
Mo Tan's face seemed to be slightly red, but the corners of his mouth turned up in a playful arc.
"Grandema, it's only you, I hope you can call me by your name..." Futaba withdrew her hand with some embarrassment, turned her head slightly to the side, lowered her eyes and smiled shyly: " It's...nice to meet you."
Disgusting tone, careless behavior, lewd eyes, shameless behavior, malicious smile, and messy temperament. , The appearance of being unable to debut...
[Damn bastard, he is indeed a guy countless times worse than imagined! 】
Futaba twisted her fingers uneasily, but from a certain angle, she could only see two white and tender middle fingers.
"Well, Dema, what a good surname. I think you must love flowers and plants very much~"
Mo Tan nodded slightly, then moved his eyes away from Futaba's middle finger and looked at the long table. The other people who were thoughtful smiled and said: "Well, I want to know where you adults have just talked about. Is there any room for Mr. Sack and I to intervene in the topic now?"
[It has been since just now. You keep talking...]
All the lords unanimously made the same complaint in their hearts.
“In fact, the topic just now is over.”
Futaba stuck out her tongue playfully, covered her mouth and chuckled: "We have just sorted out all the clues so far, but the death of Sakfrith has brought the investigation to a deadlock. Oops, what were you talking about when you came in just now? ?”
She widened her eyes exaggeratedly.
“This Sakfrith has something to say to everyone~”
Mo Tan nodded with a smile and repeated: “Yes, it’s Sakfris.”< br>
Bang!
The Archduke of Marshall slammed the table, interrupting the singing of the two, and said solemnly: "Sakfris is dead!"
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."
Mo Tan was startled and quickly waved his hand to explain to the other party: "Please don't misunderstand me. After all, there can't be only one person named Sakfrith in this world, sir... ah no, Grand Duke, you Don't be angry."
The Grand Duke Marshall's face was uncertain, but he stared at Mo Tan with burning eyes.
Then...
"The person I brought today is just the Sacfrith who helped to facilitate the slave trade."
Mo Tan tugged at the lizard man behind him in a panic, and said angrily: "Look at you! Damn your reputation, quickly apologize to the Duke. "
Sark sighed deeply, then saluted the Archduke Marshall, whose complexion had begun to turn from green to black, and said slowly: "Long time no see, Lord Buffy..."
The next second, the air stagnated.
A moment later
"What are you talking about..."
Buffy Marshall stood up suddenly, his eyes full of murderous intent and warning: "Not to mention who you are, I don't know you at all!"
"Yes, Mr. Sack, please don't talk nonsense."
Futaba actually helped him slowly, and the girl relaxed Leaning slumped on the backrest, he said with a half-smile: "You said you know the Grand Duke of the Marshalls because you know the Grand Duke of the Marshalls? You said you are Sakfris or Sakfriss? Where is the evidence?"
The lizard man didn't even look at Futaba. He just paused for a second and slowly said: "I can prove..."
"You'd better understand what you're talking about."
Marshall interrupted him coldly and said in a deep voice: "Then think about the consequences of lying and whether you can afford it..."
"Don't bother, my dear Duke."
Mo Tan chuckled, his gentle and bright eyes that glanced at Futaba from time to time. Full of sarcasm and joking: "Although Mr. Sack can completely understand your hint and knows that the consequences of lying under normal circumstances are definitely much better than telling the truth, from the moment I brought him in, you You shouldn’t expect that this matter will develop in a normal direction~”
A biting chill spread down his spine, and Buffy Marshall suddenly remembered that night not long ago, the little girl named Futaba The girl asked herself with a bright smile, "Are you desperate?" ’ when...
No, it's more than that. The man in front of him who is smiling and looking here is different from Futaba. There is not the burning anger and hatred in his eyes, but something even more tingling!
The next second, the haunted Sakfrith spoke...
"I am Sakfris, the second-class deacon of the underground chamber of commerce 'Viper', eleven years old He was previously sent to the Violet Empire to be responsible for connecting with the Marshall family. Since then, he has been operating the 'Black Mercury Transfer Station' with the support of the Chamber of Commerce, the Marshall family and a certain religious order, pretending to be the person in charge of the wood processing factory located east of the Dark Jungle. , the main task is to count and temporarily store the 'goods' provided by the slave-catching group, communicate with many buyers in the Northwest Continent in advance through the Chamber of Commerce's special channels, arrange 'delivery', and collect the money collected by the Chamber of Commerce after the transaction is completed. Hand it over to the Marshall family through special channels; I am not responsible for the buyers on the Northeast Continent. I only know that there is a transfer point in the southern border of the Free City and the Violet Empire. The specific situation is not clear. The two slave hunters of the Marshall family The regiment's most recent 'supply' was two months ago. What was sent to me was a group of orc slaves that were about to be sold to the Cassero Grassland to be used as cannon fodder. They were shipped to the west three days later... ..."
Sark's statement continued...
But Buffy Marshall, who was in high spirits just a few minutes ago, froze there.
……
Twelve hours ago
Game time PM23:41
Sackerfrith, who was tied to a chair in an extremely shameful posture, woke up leisurely, and then The moment he saw the young man in front of him, he sneered and spat on the ground...
"Stop dreaming, you can kill me or torture me. I won't say anything. ! ”
"One of your seniors said the same thing when he first entered the village, and he almost died~"
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Chapter 344: The End
(End of this chapter)