Chapter 40 The Strange High Knight
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Qin Xia was walking on the road leaving the cave but not to the battle area.
After talking to the gladiators, Qin Xia decided to meet with the patriarch of the Natalke family, although this was not his main purpose.
“You are a wizard and I won’t blindfold you. It’s useless anyway.”
The person in charge walked in front.
Qin Xia observed everything nearby and remembered everything, including the roads he had traveled and the things that existed on these roads.
There was an automatic machine gun hanging above his head every few steps. Qin Xia visually checked the caliber, which was about 19 mm. Although he didn’t know what ammunition the Nucerians used for the automatic machine gun, it didn’t work. Any ammunition of this caliber is incredibly powerful.
It penetrates the ordinary gate in the cave as easily as a knife piercing tofu.
However, automatic machine guns are just the most common thing here.
From the gaps, secret grooves, jet holes... and various traces on the wall of this metal corridor, Qin Xia's experience in his previous life can help him analyze that there must be a large number of mechanisms in this corridor, including but not limited to solution, flame, There are also things like laser nets.
Soon, Qin Xia came to another crossroads.
Standing in the middle of the intersection, Qin Xia could see some signboards.
[Security Armory]
[Inspection Post]
[VIP Rest Area]
"That's the exit." The person in charge pointed to the end of the road ahead, "If you have the ability to run out from here, you will achieve more than half of your purpose of leaving the arena."
Qin Xia followed the person in charge's hand and saw the inspection post at the exit.
Some employees are conducting inspections before entering their work stations inside the arena.
But at the end of the road, outside the guard post, stood a steel statue. It looked like a large mechanical body, lying motionless on a high steel platform.
Very abrupt.
"Stop talking nonsense. I know you are not so kind. You just want me to die." Qin Xia withdrew her gaze.
Dissatisfaction with being discovered appeared on the person in charge's face. He glared at Qin Xia and led him to another road leading to the rest area.
Waiting outside a room with a luxurious facade that was very out of place compared to the entire environment, the person in charge signaled Qin Xia to go in.
“Be careful and don’t talk nonsense.” The person in charge reminded in a low voice, “Otherwise I’m afraid your vicious mouth will kill us all in the arena.”
"Don't worry, I guess your control-freak master is not that crazy." Qin Xia responded.
The person in charge didn’t say anything else and quickly opened the door.
When Qin Xia entered, the person in charge closed the door and left.
The moment he entered the room, Qin Xia was shocked by the magnificence and insane luxury here. He remembered that when he was growing up in the White Scars, he went to a world where crystals were produced with the war group. defense.
Only the governor's mansion in that world was as gorgeous as this lounge.
Qin Xia looked at the dining table.
Beside the dining table filled with food that Qin Xia could not recognize, a richly dressed middle-aged man was placing the tableware. He seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and personally placed each tableware in the best way he thought possible. Get in the right spot.
He didn't seem to trust his servants either. The waiters were standing nearby, awkwardly watching their masters doing the work they were supposed to do.
"Oh, you're here." Feeling the gaze behind him, Tarke put down the last tableware that needed to be set, and turned to look at Qin Xia.
He had a warm smile on his face, his eyes were very warm, and there was even some admiration and praise.
But Qin Xia did not analyze this person's psychology and character, because he knew that everything on the surface of this person was false.
"Please sit down." Tal opened a chair on the edge of the rectangular dining table. After Qin Xia sat down, he sat on the opposite chair.
Qin Xia is not even in the mood to move his knife and fork. He has already done what he wanted to do most after agreeing to have lunch together, which is to collect information that can be used to escape from the arena in the future. .
But it’s not all because the drunkard doesn’t care about drinking. Part of the reason is that Qin Xia has a grudge against Tarke’s identity, and he doesn’t think any of the friendliness shown by this guy is true. .
"You know..."
Talk held a knife and fork and ate hungrily. His waiter kept cutting and taking the food on the table for him. These personal slaves know what their master likes.
"The slaughterers you killed and the people whose necks you twisted into twists with witchcraft are all my nephews and members of the Talco family."
said When he said this, Tarke was still devouring his food, and he still had a smile on his face.
Qin Xia's heart suddenly rose, and he secretly prepared to use his spiritual energy to twist the neck of the family patriarch into a twist.
He didn't want to do this, because if he chose to take action, he would die, so he was not prepared to kill Tarke at this dinner.
But since the other party mentioned the hatred about blood relatives, then...
"I have to thank you for this." Talk swallowed a mouthful of food and raised his glass with a smile. , "Although those little bastards are young, they are quite capable of fighting. Their father, my thirty-first brother, is a warrior, and he trained those little bastards since they were young. I really didn't expect that you could kill them all." "
"I don't mean to be dismissive, man"
"Absolutely not"
Talke turned his head and smiled, raising his hand to signal Qin Xia not to misunderstand him.
"It was only then that I saw how much potential you had, and I was convinced that my decision to let my family's slave-catching team hide that you were a wizard was the right one."
A compliment. Finally, Tarke looked at the slave beside him: "Beef tendon, thank you."
The slave raised his hand and forked a piece of stewed beef tendon and put it into Tarke's dinner plate: " Why do you suddenly want to eat beef tendon today?”
“We all have sudden thoughts, don’t we?” Tucker smiled at the slave and started eating beef tendon.
Qin Xia's face was expressionless, neither moving the knife or fork nor speaking, staring at Tarke's every move.
He did not expect that the patriarch of the most powerful family in Nukeria helped him hide the fact that he was a wizard.
Hide the fact that a gladiator is a wizard, and then let the gladiator kill his brother's son... Qin Xia thinks that Tarke is crazy. If he himself is crazy, then he can Realizing that there really would be a madman helping him hide this.
“Aren’t you curious why I want you to kill my nephews?” Tarke asked with a smile.
“Not curious.” Qin Xia replied, “For people like you, family love is no more useful to you than a footcloth. You don’t know what love is and trust is. You only have suspicion and suspicion. Murder, even for your blood relatives.”
"No, this is not the reason." Tarke said, "People of your status have always been prejudiced against us nobles, but I am really not the person you said. Guess again."
< br>"..." Qin Xia was silent for a moment, and then said, "I don't know."
Talk took a sip of wine, smiled for a second, and his expression suddenly became ferocious, like a mania attack. Hammering the table and howling: "Because I fucking hate all the nobles on Kylia! Everything!"
(End of this chapter)