quicksilver blood

Chapter 166 Midnight

"Do you remember when Cheskoff left?"

Walking side by side with the little waiter to Cheskeoff's room, Helllan asked casually.

"Not sure," the little waiter spread his hands helplessly, "I only found out that there was no one in their room more than an hour ago. I only know that they didn't go through the main entrance...because I kept cleaning the room before cleaning the room." Watch at the gate."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe they used invisibility witchcraft."

Herlan said with a light smile.

So the little waiter was also relieved: "That's right. The wizard can do anything, so what's the point of hiding his body?"

"By the way, have you told your colleagues that Cheskov left without checking out?"

"No. I've been busy cleaning."

"Is that so..."

While talking, the two soon walked to Cheskoff's room.The little waiter clattered out a long bunch of keys and opened the door.

Then he entered the room.

"It's too dark here..."

The little waiter heard Miss Hellland close and lock the door behind her, and complained softly.

So he replied casually: "Do you need to turn on the light? The Mosu lamp here is newly produced by the first factory, and it will never leak magic dust, so you can use it with confidence."

But at this moment, he felt that Miss Herlan patted his shoulder lightly, and a hard and cold thing rested on his neck, and the sharp blade even cut a small hole in his neck .

"It's no longer needed."

"Wait, honorable Miss Herlan Alexevna, I should not know anything I shouldn't know..."

The little waiter swallowed, his voice trembling.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by "Miss Hellland" behind him.

"Lower your voice, don't do anything stupid," her melodious but cold voice came from behind the little waiter, "I am a silver-ranked assassin, and it only takes a blink of an eye to kill you."

"You...you..."

He trembled, unable to speak a word.

But just when he was about to shout, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

At that moment, he was almost out of his wits.

But at this moment, the voice of "Hellan" came from behind, and he realized that he was not dead.

"If I were you, I'd give up this stupid idea."

That voice that was colder than a blade came faintly by his ears.

A thought struck his heart like lightning——

"You...you are not Herlan Alex..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the cold mocking voice behind him gradually become lower: "Of course I am not."

Soon, the mocking sound became a man's voice.

The voice was hoarse like a whisper, with an almost crazy tremor.

"I'm just a crazy guy...you can call me Orlando."

The little waiter's eyes suddenly widened.

"Crazy Orlando? The madman who burned down Fortune City..."

He spoke halfway, and finally realized what he was talking about, and quickly shut his mouth.

But it's too late.The lunatic behind him was already curious: "Oh? Am I so famous?"

"...the theater has a play based on your story. I've seen it with..."

After learning the name of crazy Orlando, the little waiter finally realized that he could not escape.

In order to save his own life, he decided to follow the madman's instructions honestly.But in order to protect his girlfriend, when he mentioned her name, his voice suddenly became a little muffled.

Fortunately, Mr. "Orlando" didn't care about these details.He just laughed a few times, and then took the dagger away from the little waiter's neck, and put it on the back of his heart instead.

"If you know my story... you should know that I can marry your life through your clothes," the lunatic's trembling voice is still low and steady, "what I want to know is very simple... "

When he said this, he suddenly drew a long note and his voice became calm.

"Orlando"'s icy short knife gently scratched the back of the little waiter, just enough to press the clothes, and there was a slight deformation on the skin of the little waiter's back.

The little waiter's back was already drenched in cold sweat.As the dagger slowly slashed across, traces of icy cold permeated his back like an illusion, making him dare not move.And felt paralyzed to the bone.

"Do you understand now what I want?"

The vibrato in the voice of "Orlando" suddenly disappeared behind him, and he buried his head in the little waiter's neck as if whispering to a friend, whispering in a very soft and gentle voice.

But it's a pity - the little waiter didn't know what Orlando wanted.He just felt that this guy was a real madman.

"You...please tell me clearly."

"Okay, I just want to ask you one thing," Orlando paused. This moment of silence even made the little waiter feel that his heart had beat more than 1000 times. "Where is Ceskoff's crystal ball?"

"It's broken. That crystal ball is really broken."

The little waiter lowered his voice and said hastily, "He's hiding in my room... I wanted to sell it, but..."

"Shut up. That's enough."

Orlando's extremely soft voice rang in his ears, but the little waiter couldn't help shivering.

"Listen carefully. For the sake of the blood of the Gushan Elder flowing in your body, I don't intend to hide it from you."

"Out of this door, you go directly upstairs to your own room. Don't say a word to anyone during the period, and look as normal as possible."

"And when you enter your room, lock the door from the inside first. After I go out of the hotel, I will go to the side of the hotel. After you see me appearing downstairs, open the window and close it, repeat three times, come and tell me about your room s position."

"Then I'll crawl into your room and take the crystal ball. Remember?"

"Remember...but after that...I..."

The little waiter hesitated to speak.

Orlando couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "What are you asking for?"

"Man's greatest happiness lies in ignorance."

"You know so much, but you still want to live in the same world as those who don't know anything, isn't it too arrogant?"

The little waiter couldn't help trembling: "But, if this is the case, why should I help you..."

"You're helping yourself."

Orlando's voice was deep but firm.

"Think about your parents, your fiancée, and your friends in this city... think about them."

"Now you are the only one who knows me, but if you think you're smart...I won't be able to find them out one by one."

Hearing this, the little waiter couldn't help but feel a little hope in his heart.

But then, hope was quickly shattered and turned into despair——

"—If you know me, you should know the city of wealth, right?"

"Do you know what happened to Fortune City?"

Orlando's voice whispered in his ear, like a child telling a bedtime story.

The little waiter suddenly realized something and couldn't stop trembling.

"If Iron Curtain City is detonated, not only your little girlfriend, the citizens of Iron Curtain City, but also you will die."

"The magic dust will spread westward, and the three countries of Caral, Fararo, and Titan will have more than [-] square meters of land polluted by magic dust, and will lose the ability to grow crops for a long period of time."

"What will a country without food do... By the way, dead people."

"Falaro will be the first country to collapse. When all the plants on the Lonely Mountain wither and the insects become extinct, animals will die in batches. Fararo, which is not a big country, will attract unprecedented disasters."

Orlando's whispers like a devil kept ringing in the little waiter's ears: "The only countries adjacent to Fararu are Kalar and the White Tower - so Fararu can only invade Kalar, which is also affected by the disaster."

"Queen Bansa has been waiting for Karal to fall into turmoil for a long time. The emperor of the Titan Empire is already very old, and his children are full of ambitions. They must not ignore this opportunity to divert the attention of the people of the country. Su Ze, who has nothing to lose I will definitely play a part in suppressing Bansa and Karal."

"In other words, the countries west of the White Tower and east of the Dead Sea will fall into unprecedented turmoil, with countless casualties."

"——And this is all caused by your garrulous words. People will want to find your body, whip it, and hang it after your death. But they can't find it. So they will only attack you viciously on your tomb. He wrote: Buried here is an unknown, hateful hotel waiter, the fuse of the war and the source of the death of hundreds of thousands of people. May he be tortured in hell forever after his death - "

"... Enough! Enough! I won't tell anyone!"

Following Orlando's soft words, images of destruction and despair flashed in front of the little waiter's eyes one after another, his voice trembled and he almost collapsed.

Orlando smiled softly and put away the dagger, not afraid of him running away or shouting.

This level is completely sufficient.Even he felt that he was a little superfluous.

The lunatic trait is no joke.

He turned the little waiter's shoulders slowly but forcefully, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

"Don't cry. My little hero, you will stop the war, right?"

"Remember—the lives of all people in this city, as well as the future of the three countries of Caral, Fararo, and Titan, are in your hands at this moment."

A malicious smile emerged from the face of "Miss Helllan", elegant, beautiful and full of blood.

"Then, let's exchange... your life for theirs."

"Are you changing or not?"

(End of this chapter)