quicksilver blood

Chapter 43 The Stranger

Roland wrapped himself tightly in the black robe, looked at the sky, and accelerated his pace a little.

When he reached a certain intersection where no one was around, he quietly pulled out his hand from his sleeve.

I saw that under the cover of the letter of introduction held in his left hand, a yellowish note was tightly held between the ring finger and little finger of his left hand.

"Oh, that idiot Farina."

Roland sneered, showing a happy expression.

Indeed, even if the box had been activated by Roland in the White Tower language, under the guard of Farina's guards from beginning to end, Roland had no time to say the password and take out the contents of the box.But there was only one time when Roland was able to read out the code in a fair manner.

That's when he was about to hand the box to Farina.

The moment he said the password, he quickly pulled out the note with the ring finger and little finger of his right hand holding the box, and then let go and threw it in his sleeve.

Then he handed out the black box—because Farina was a little taller than Roland, he had to raise his hand.Then the note slipped deep inside the sleeve.

When Farina's attention turned to the box, Roland, under the cover of holding the letter of introduction in his left hand, used the little finger of his left hand to gently pinch the note that had naturally slipped from the sleeve on his right.

At the same time, although Farina knew the secret order, she didn't know that it was encrypted by the White Tower's secret language, and she didn't know how to say the "command: open the secret layer" in the White Tower's secret language.

Before she found out all this, Roland must have left here.As Farina, she dared not leave Ram Town easily.

... What's more, once she leaves her home field, whether Farina can still threaten Roland is a question.

Roland can make a group of Ashes look blind in front of him, and he can make Farina blind as well.

Feeling relieved, Roland gently unfolded the yellowed note in front of him.

"... Are you kidding me?"

This short line of words made Roland feel that he had been tricked.

I saw half a sentence written on it in the secret language of the White Tower——

"Crown of thorns, bird of ill omen. You need blood with quicksilver—"

At this point, the whole sentence came to an abrupt end.

It is clear.Because the White Tower Secret Language has no punctuation marks, Roland doesn't even need to analyze the semantics in it. From the grammar alone, he can see that the last sentence is definitely not finished.

Maybe it was because of some scruples, or maybe the person he wanted to inform could understand what he wanted to say with just this half sentence.

But no matter how hard Roland tried to search his memory, he couldn't recall any information related to these two sentences.

"...Damn it, I'm not good at solving puzzles."

After standing there for about 2 minutes, Roland couldn't figure out what this sentence meant.

No, in other words, what he thought of should have nothing to do with the correct answer.

Speaking of the crown of thorns, Roland first thought of the ring-shaped crown made of spiked thorns that was placed on Jesus' head during his crucifixion.

As for the ominous bird—the impression used to refer to the crow, it is the same regardless of the earth or the Farnes world.

Just as Roland was struggling to solve the puzzle, he seemed to remember something, raised his head suddenly, and opened the system prompt that was closed because he thought he was blocking his line of sight——

Sure enough, at the bottom of the line of system prompts that kept flowing down like swiping the screen, Roland saw important information appearing three times in a row:
【You have obtained information about the Eternal Sleeping Instructor】

【You have obtained information about the dead crow】

【You have received information about the death crow's job change】

Roland's eyes flashed.

He knows what it is!

If his expectations are correct, the meaning of this thing's existence is largely to give him a reminder.

This thing is called "contact".When Roland got this note, it was tantamount to "contacting the Eternal Sleeping Mentor".If he didn't have this thing, he would probably try to inject himself with mercury in some special places when his perception broke through [-] points in order to contact the Eternal Sleeping Mentor—this is why Roland needed to increase his peak perception to [-] points.

But after he came into contact with the Eternal Sleeping Mentor, as long as his permanent perception reached ten points, he would be able to hear the Eternal Sleeping Mentor's whisper at certain times.

After hearing the whisper, Roland could naturally receive the job transfer task.

Roland's eyes flickered.After a little thought, he decided to keep this note.

Although he has completed contact through it, Roland has not yet solved the above puzzle.

His intuition told him that the puzzle was very simple.It's just that I haven't found the trick.

"...If it were my sister, I would have untied the note the moment I got it."

Roland rubbed his temples that were aching due to the danger just now and his own thinking, and murmured in a low voice.

That was the true genius that Roland had looked up to all his life since he was a child.

Different from people like myself who only use cleverness to opportunistically, Roland's sister is the kind of person who is really different from ordinary people.

If it wasn't me who crossed over here, but my sister, I'm afraid the world would have truly settled down hundreds of years ago.

No, if you think about it, my sister may not be able to change everything.

She was too kind—or rather, too weak.Completely opposite to Roland.

If she was allowed to come here, I am afraid that the final result would be to be betrayed and die.Roland believes that what can stop all wars in this increasingly chaotic world cannot be kindness and wisdom, but faith and violence, iron and blood, massacre and peace based on justice.

"...Why do you think of your sister?"

Roland shook his head, dispelling the familiar and long-lost face from his mind.

Then, his eyes became firm again.

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

Repeating these words in his mind, Roland's expression became calm again.

He put the note close to his body, and then walked quickly back to the hotel where Macken and his party stayed.

Because Roland didn't waste even a little time.Not even half an hour had passed since he left the inn.

As if nothing had happened, Roland walked back despite the absolute silence created by his passing.

As soon as he walked to the door, Roland saw Macon who was about to scrub off his body covered with beads of sweat from his morning exercise.

So Roland moved his eyes and raised his hand to say hello to him.

"Macken, good morning."

"Good morning……"

Macken lowered his head and saw Roland walking from outside, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"So early, where have you been?"

"I went to exchange information with the guardian druid of this town." Roland's tone was very calm.

While saying this, he glanced slightly into the guest room: "... After all, if we don't say hello in advance, they will be in a very dangerous situation when we leave."

Hearing what Roland said, Macken's pupils shrank instantly: "How do you know..."

"Come on, stop pretending. Didn't General Marnos tell you that the Druid knows everything?"

Roland's tone unconsciously filled with a little humor.

"……Too."

Macken's face, which had been stern all the time, loosened slightly, as if he wanted to put on a smiling expression.

As if aware of the frivolity of his expression at the moment, Macken straightened his face again: "Then Lord Roland, do you want to report back to the headquarters with me?"

"'I'?"

Roland noticed something keenly, and frowned suspiciously.

"Yes, 'I'," Macken said in a deep voice, "Kluveen has another mission. He needs to go to...that place in the south."

"It's the city of wealth."

Roland suddenly realized.

Unlike the mountain people like Kluween who came north from Farajo, the real natives of Caral are actually a little ashamed to talk about that place.

That level is probably the same as the people on Earth talking about the big sword in the bus.

"...That's right. It's not convenient for me to go to that place, and it's easy to be seen as a spy sent from another place. But Kluvern is different."

Macken hesitated for a long time before he said dryly: "...Actually, Kluveen was originally from the City of Fortune. It was only after being saved by General Marnos that he decided to join Karal's army. I also met him around that time."

"No wonder……"

Roland suddenly realized.

At this time, the most important thing is not to repeat the other party's words bluntly.That is the most recognizable characteristic of a liar.For example, if Roland said something like "So he is from the City of Fortune", it would be tantamount to directly telling Macken what he was hiding.

Although Macken was not from Fortune City before, he was an assassin after all, doing jobs with blood on his fingers.If he doesn't know anything about observing words and expressions, it is impossible for him to live to the Bronze Rank.

Anyone who leaves the Assassin organization will be hunted down secretly by the organization in order to ensure that the secrets are not lost.But judging from the fact that as soon as Macon entered the Karal military, the members of that organization were afraid of retaliation, it was by no means a big organization.At most, it only occupies a city.

People from that kind of small organization would not wait quietly for the new assassins to hone their skills to the Black Iron level before releasing them from large assassin organizations like the Absolute Order and the Thorn of the Silver Moon.

He has accepted all kinds of killing missions since he was twelve or thirteen years old who didn't know any superhuman strength, and he can still live completely until he is nearly 40 years old. The experience brought by this age can even make him leapfrog. Assassinate Silver Rank enemies.

Just like Marco at the beginning.With Marco's perception attributes and natural perception, he can only feel the murderous aura behind him the moment he makes a move.

Marken also took Marco's dodge into account, so the target he chose for his first attack was not the neck, a fatal spot where the target could easily be lost, but the waist, a place that was difficult to dodge and had many weak points.The sword didn't touch any bones, but it shattered Marco's liver and kidneys.If Marco hadn't used ash to forcibly stop the bleeding and burned Macken, he would have completed the assassination of Marco in less than two seconds.

However, the more mature and even a little old person is, the more he thinks in his heart.

Roland's existence must not be exposed.Because of this time period, it is absolutely impossible for the Druids of Karal to appear in the Aphotic Scar.It can be said that his existence will be exposed when Makan reports to his superiors.

But if Roland told him directly, "Don't tell your superiors about me", Macken would doubt Roland instead.

In other words, Roland needs to make Macken conceal his facts about Roland.

It is not difficult.

Even just one sentence is all it takes.

After saying the last sentence, Roland paused obviously.That kind of obviousness turned into a kind of doubt in Macken's eyes.

But then, Roland's dark eyes as deep as the abyss became calm.Macken unconsciously paid more attention to it.

"Macken, I can tell that you look confident on the outside, but you have an impetuous side on the inside. You usually belong to different people on different occasions," Roland's voice softened. Become slow and rhythmic, "In fact, you know what you want, but you always think you have no chance to get it, so you have been stagnant."

Macon's eyes widened instantly.

But before he could react, Roland walked straight into the hotel.

(End of this chapter)