Destiny Thief

Chapter 65 Awareness
The moonlight is like frost.One man and one horse cast two long shadows in this quiet night.After saying goodbye to Makuro, the host of the reception, Glo took the little black horse from the guards and left Clover Manor all the way.

Walking in the quiet street in the middle of the night, with the cool wind blowing on his face, the nerves that had been slightly intoxicated by alcohol quickly regained consciousness - Glo shook his head, reviewing the episodes that happened at the reception, Suddenly, I was shocked!
He seemed to have certain important clues in his mind——

This night, everything encountered was a problem compared to the previous assumptions - when Makuro took his hand and introduced it to the guests.Glo even remembered the strange smiling faces of all kinds, but there was not only pure kindness in those smiles, but there was also some flattery and flattery in the vagueness.There are also a few guys who look at him with even more weird eyes.

Moreover, after that, there seemed to be some topics of conversation between them and Macuro.The bandit leader who was present at the time was in sweet trouble because of Miss Lina beside him and didn't pay much attention to it.But looking back now, in those seemingly small talk, they may have reached an agreement on certain interests, or in other words, found a balance point acceptable to both parties.

Just these, why did it happen when he came to this reception?
Glo led the little black horse slowly along the street. He didn't get on the horse. He stepped on the flat stone slabs. The friction from the soles of his feet made him return to his usual calmness. He tried to analyze what was going on in his head. Doubts and Irrationalities - In most cases, nobles acted on the basis of self-interest.With this premise in mind, Glo finally had a bit of a clue.

All of this has to start with Lecter's identity——

When he decided to leave the Ampton Mine and go to Avlon to "fish in troubled waters", the reason why Glo chose to pretend to be "Lecter" was because he knew enough about the NPC in Karsus City - he was similar in age to him. They are of eastern mountain people origin, and even in terms of appearance and body shape, the two are extremely close.Moreover, the other party has a certain identity, but it is not very noticeable.This is simply a disguised target specially customized for the bandit leader!
But this disguise is by no means perfect.In the Sixth Eta War, Lecter, who was born as a civilian, won the title of "Hero of the Northland" because of several heroic battles. More or less, among the nobles in the land, there are always people who have actually seen that Mr. Staff.

In this way, it makes sense for those nobles to look weird.

So, what about the future Lord of Avlon, Macullo Escud?

Glo recalls the meeting between the two men.But it was found that this man, known for his handsome face and personality, did not doubt his identity.After that, he was flattered by the other party's enthusiasm.But now, Gro sensed, he might have fallen into a scheme—

In Afron right now, the other party is using his false identity as the envoy of Karthus to create a certain situation to win more supporters.As for his own authenticity, under such circumstances, it is insignificant—most people would never think that this envoy of Karthus is actually a fake, and those who know the truth, under such circumstances, would not Will not debunk on purpose.

Looking up at the full moon in the night sky, Glo sighed. He even wondered if this was being smart and self-inflicted. He came to Afron with full confidence, but found that everything was out of the script he had imagined.Moreover, it has become a pawn in the hands of others.

Salem, Leos...

Glo chanted the names of several core figures in the Royal Navy.I fell into entanglement and egg pain for a while.

What to do now?

Glo looked at the little black horse, but found that this animal full of spirituality was opening its walnut-sized black eyes, turned around the neck with long mane, and stared back at him silently—eyes wide open!

There is nothing to say to each other.

It took about half an hour to walk from Clover Manor to the aristocratic district of Avron. The bandit leader who was so worried did not choose to ride. He pulled the rein, but he didn't use any force, and the little black horse followed him obediently. He walked all the way through the streets full of evergreen dwarf pine shrubs on both sides of the aristocratic district. When he saw the street scene on both sides change and long rows of shops appeared, he realized that, unconsciously, he had already Returned to Nancheng District.

The lights in the dark night were not too sparse.

Glo browsed the night scene of this bustling port city, and he returned along the way he came, thinking about finding a pub for the night.But when he walked through the somewhat familiar alley, he suddenly remembered that there was a money bag in the inner pocket of his black dress - he got it from those little ruffians.

Heh - this can be regarded as a windfall!

The bandit leader quickly put aside the depression in his heart, reached into his arms, and rubbed his fingers over the concave and convex patterns on the surface of Rael in the purse. He was about to count them carefully when a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

Glo was almost taken aback—in the streets late at night, although some shops were still lit, there were very few pedestrians on the road.Occasionally, except for a few luxuriously decorated carriages accompanied by drivers shouting, there are only a few drunks who are delirious and talking to themselves... The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the sound of footsteps seems to be More than one person.Glo suddenly became vigilant, and his right hand had been put on his waist.

The position where the sword is drawn - lift up the hem of the black dress, and there is a stabbing sword inserted in the leather scabbard hanging on the belt.

"Justice" (Justice)!

The gangsters I met before didn't kill them, it was just because they had to rush to the reception to worry about the traces of their dresses, but this didn't mean that the bandit leader was a vegetarian.

……

Since the arrival of Karsus' envoy, Salem has not gone to the tavern in the past two days.

He stayed in the camp of the Kingdom Navy and practiced with the soldiers. In addition, he also specially arranged additional training for himself - training on swordsmanship skills and strength.In fact, since joining the army, Salem has rarely been idle, but feeling the gap between the "overbearing fake girl" Macuro and himself made him become more diligent.

Taking off his shirt, revealing his strong, well-defined upper body, Salem's wheat-colored arms and torso were dotted with scars.Two arms raised the barrel high, and a large splash of cold water poured over his whole body.After finishing his exercise, he returned to the barracks and began to rinse his body.

The cold water washed away the dirt and sweat on his skin, and also washed away some of his fatigue. Seren quickly dressed up again, picked up the sword placed aside, and walked out.

(End of this chapter)