Dragon Zero

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Charles checked it with a shield and it seemed to be intact. He asked with a smile on his face: "Who else besides you knows about the discovery of the shield? All are signed up and I will give you credit."

The officer also smiled and said: "Only a dozen of us know that as soon as we find the shield, we quickly started digging. In addition to reporting to the general, you haven't had time to tell others."

"Well, good job." Charles nodded and looked at Sur next to him: "Sur, take them down to take credit, I can report to them."

There were still blood stains on Sur's mouth, which was wounded several times. He nodded his head and understood what Charles meant: "Yes. Come with me, I will write down your name, and all of you will have a credit."

"Yes yes. But I happened first." A soldier rushed.

Sur smiled: "Got it, you're the first one. Come with me."

In this way, more than a dozen new corpses were added to the battlefield where countless people died, and the Demon Moon Army, who was busy retreating in the chaos, did not notice this.

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The wide streets of Debiles are still bustling as usual, with pedestrians on both sides of the pedestrian road, and traffic in the middle. Fallen Hess had just returned from the field with his luggage on his back, to be exact from outside of Debiles. He was responsible for investigating the assassination of the holy garden sage Ravl, because of the imprint of the light dragon mark. After visiting the current owner of Christine, Charvalo, he went to visit other places in the magic moon. A tribe next to the Christian family.

Of course, he also learned through Tong Yishi from Wu Ye, who was also investigating the case, that there was a suspicious suspect there, but this does not mean that he has to give up other investigations. However, after the investigation, not many people in the Christian family awakened the power of the light dragon, and these people never went to the scene of the crime when it happened. So he returned to the Imperial City again, and wanted to find out if there was any wrong information.

However, when he arrived in the capital, he discovered that the current situation in Debilisi seemed tense, and soldiers patrolling the streets from time to time passed by. Although there are as many pedestrians on the street as usual, so prosperous, everyone seems to care about something. He listened carefully for a few words, and he was surprised: "The Crown Prince of Moyue was assassinated!"

The crown prince is the future heir of a country. The crown prince was assassinated. This is definitely a matter of stability for the entire country.

There was a move in the bottle's heart: "Is Crown Prince Moyue being stabbed, will there be any involvement with Raffle being stabbed?" He frowned deeply, and if there was any involvement, then Raffle was assassinated. New verification directions.

He quickly came to the official residence of the Prime Minister of the Magic Moon, which is the front door of the Kristin family, and gave his identity name. The guards in front of the guard door knew that he was a GIWB, and he did not dare to neglect and quickly notified the housekeeper.

The housekeeper had seen the fallen Hess bottle. At the same time, he invited him into the house and told him that the prime minister was not at home. He was called by the king to go to the palace for a meeting. Because the bottle had been to the large study office in Xiavalo, the housekeeper invited him to take a break in the lounge next to the office study.

The real Prime Minister’s mansion was originally not here, but Xiavalo was accustomed to working in his own home. The seventeenth person was also very kind, and he did not care about the minister. Therefore, only a few were set up outside Xiavalo’s office. A lounge dedicated to officials waiting for an interview.

The bottle came to the lounge next to the gallery and sat down, and soon people served snacks and drinks. He didn't want to wait for Charvalo to come back here. He was dusty after the trip and planned to take a bath in the hotel and come back again. Only after listening to the assassination of the crown prince on the way, I came here anxiously, but did not think that Charvalo was just out.

But he was also thirsty and hungry, and he happened to eat and drink here. This is a place for officials who come here to deal with official duties to wait and receive guests, the layout is very simple and elegant. Although the wallpaper of vine flowers, the wall of mahogany, and the sofa of the table and desk look a bit old, the workmanship and texture are absolutely first-class. The tired bottle leaned comfortably on the sofa, tasting the sweet black tea, eating the ghee dessert, and blowing the cool breeze in the room, making people drowsy.

After eating a bunch of grapes, the bottle was looking for a trash can to throw the skin, but saw some strange words on the waste paper in the trash can: "Well! These words..."

In the Great Hall of the Royal Palace, officials were shocked to hear the news on the southern front: "What, Philippe Ruhr is dead? Didn't he attack under Bell Hill some time ago? How could there be such a news? come back!?"

It was not just these ministers who were surprised. The 17th Century was also shocked when he heard the news. He said: "Not only that, the golden shield of the Holy Eye was also lost."

The holy eye golden shield is a treasure. Although it is still not a national weapon in the magic moon, it is definitely of great significance on the battlefield in war.

Seventeenth Century then said: "Such a big thing happened, so I called you urgently to discuss what to do."

The officials talked eloquently and talked about everything. Whether it was a civilian minister or a general, they all expressed their opinions smoothly. However, there is no unified result for various opinions at once, whether it is offensive or defensive, or war and peace, each has its own reasons, so the Seventeenth Century does not want to make a decision for the time being.

After the meeting, Shivalo returned home with some people, who had to deal with official duties in the war immediately, but the housekeeper informed that the GIWB was coming, so the officials waited a moment and came to the lounge to see Fall into the Hess bottle.

The bottle followed him into the office study room, and said, "Mr. Shavaro, I have been to several members of your Kristin family. It is understood that they are not suspected."

"I'm very pleased that you can come to such a conclusion." Xia Luoluo asked him to sit down and said after sitting back on his desk: "However, recently, the Magic Moon has been busy, and I may not have more time to receive you. "

"It's okay, Mr. Xiavalo." Through the previous contacts, the bottle has already had some friendship with Kristen Xiavalo, so the name is also casual. He said: "I have just heard about the bad news of your country on the way here. I deeply regret the murder of your crown prince."

Chavallo said: "The death of the crown prince is indeed a great blow to our country, and the two sides of the battle are very annoying. Since you have already investigated, I hope that GIWB will no longer treat me with the Christine family because of the Master Raffle. Hindered."

"No." The silver-gray eyes of the bottle looked at Charvalo. "In fact, we have new clues, and I also have new ideas."

"What clue?"

The bottle wiped the hair on the forehead and said: "I'm investigating the case with me. Another colleague in the capital of Saint Bequia found a clue. This person is suspected to be a member of your Christian family. "

"Oh!" Shavaro's eyes narrowed, and he thought for a moment: "This is impossible. Moyue and St. Vikya have always been hostile countries, and ordinary civilians seem a little clear, not to mention our Christian family. People, it is not easy to go to San Viqueya. And as far as I know, members of the Kristin family do not currently go to San Viqueya. If you want to go, you must go to San Viqueya. Will tell me. On what basis does your colleague judge that person is a member of my Christian family?"

"Red eyes, white hair." The bottle said: "This is an inheritance inherent in your family."

Charvalo said: "My Christine family members are all red eyes, but not every one has white hair, but most of them are. But this does not prove that the person belongs to the Magic Moon Christine family. There are not many people born with red eyes in the world, but they are not small."

The bottle said: "I don't know what to say, but my colleague said that the man's eyes are very red, with a strange feeling that people can't forget at a glance. This feeling I look at now Your eyes do."

Chavalo's face finally changed color, and he quickly asked, "What does that person look like and how old is it?"

"Twenties, very young. Looks like, long white hair, about 1.83 meters tall, tall, delicate facial features, white skin, very beautiful, always carrying a knife." Bottle one A word.

Chavallo could not determine who he was after hearing the description, but it did sound like it might be from the Christian family. Especially when he heard white long hair and snow-white skin, it shook him and thought of his grandson who had already died. He remembers that Otis always likes to have long hair when he was young, and his skin is also white like snow. But is this possible? Otis died long ago.

He gave up the idea and shook his head: "I don't know who it is. It would be better if I could get a portrait of him or know his name."

Bottle said: "My colleague questioned his name, but he refused to disclose it." He said again: "I wonder if it is related to the case of your Reverel Master's assassination?"

"This..." Chavalo thought a little, and said: "The murder of the crown prince is most likely caused by St. Bikya. If there is a connection, then St. Bikya cannot escape."

"Have you found evidence of the crown prince's murder?"

"There is indeed evidence, but there are still some doubts."

"What question." the bottle asked.

Chavallo looked at him: "This involves some things, I'm afraid I can't tell you."

The bottle withdrew and asked, "Okay, sorry, forgive me."

Shavaro took the tea and drank: "If there is nothing else, please leave. I still have a lot of things to do."

"Oh, I have one more thing." The bottle took out the waste paper picked up from the trash in the lounge. "Do you recognize the text on it?"

"Huh?" Sivalo narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

The bottle said: "As far as I understand this kind of text, it seems that it has not appeared in the world. So I wonder why you have it here."

Chavallo frowned: "Do you mean you have seen these words?"

Bottle said: "This text should be my mother tongue."

"Your mother tongue?"

The fallen Hess bottle raised the hairline that covered his ears: "In fact, I am a person of the half-goblin origin. This kind of writing is a goblin script. Or rather an elven script."

Chavallo looked at his pointed ears in astonishment, just like the legendary sub-ethnic elven race that has long disappeared!

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