Above the Seven Towers

Marcola proudly walked into the building of the Shadow Division. He has imagined the arrival of this day countless times: He replaced Yeppes as the principal of the Shadow Capital of the King Capital, leaving the sword in the shadow completely in his hands.

He walked into the entrance of the Shadow Corps base. Colleagues who once sat on the same line greeted him respectfully, and the glorified and fearful eyes of the low-level assassins gave him a feeling of floating on the clouds.

He passed by the room that belonged to him, but did not go in. Instead, he walked directly to the room that belonged to Yeppes. From today, he will belong to him.

However, when he walked to the door, he found that the door was actually half-covered.

He pushed the door in and saw an extremely muscular man lying on Yepes's chair, his feet up on the table. Because the chair was originally for the thin Yeppes, the man made a slight movement, and the chair made a creaking noise. This man has brown curly hair and dark skin, and looks very much like a mercenary who has been traveling all year round.

Makola's hand immediately reached the hilt, and his face showed a vigilant look: "Who are you, why are you in this room?"

"Me? My name is Drew. I am the head of the new Wangdu branch. I took office on the first day today." The man put his feet down on the table and stood up shaking his clothes. He was taller than Makola. He looked at each other from top to bottom, feeling very oppressed.

"What's going on!" Makola took a step back involuntarily, sweeping his eyes with the afterglow. Although he and Roland had reached an agreement, he knew that he had never been a trusted person. If such a person appears in the Shadow Corps, his own life will be in danger.

Sure enough, two other breathless soldiers appeared outside the door, blocking his retreat.

"Yes, Lord Roland wants you to come?" Marcola asked.

"It seems that you are not stupid. Since that is the case, cooperate with them. Then you will at least have less pain." Drew said.

"I should have known ..."

"It's too late to say anything now." Drew extended a hand. "Please?"

Marcola swallowed and took off the saber in his waist with trembling hands. "I want to know what Roland used for the crime."

Drew laughed: "You care about what this does. I know many people who are solved by you are confused until death. In my opinion, this is a kind of luck. At least they will not have reason to think they are too wrong. . "

"I still want to know." Makola held the sword in his hand, but he didn't give it to him.

"Okay. I think as an intelligence captain, I don't know what I'm down on, it's really a little stubborn." Drew shrugged. "The crime is very simple, it is to provide wrong intelligence to make Wangdu's killer Entrapped in the Temple of War, the whole army was annihilated. Can't this count be wronged for you? "

"Sir Roland is really one ring after another. Very good, I ..." Halfway through this sentence, Makola suddenly threw two smoke balls, and the dense smoke instantly filled the room.

There was a brief fight and shouts in the room. After everything was quiet, Drew pushed the door out of the room. He took a piece of cloth to wipe the blood from the sword and muttered: "These guys who are intelligence A problem, soft hands, hard mouths, chirping is a waste of time. "

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A few days later, it was still the tavern. Xiao Chen sat with Roland again.

"Your Excellency Xiao Chen, congratulations on your relief from the trouble." Rowland raised his glass and bumped Xiao Chen hard. Moka splashed out and spilled on the table, but the priest didn't care.

"I should also congratulate you, Your Excellency. According to what we have said, this is a win-win situation." Xiao Chen took a sip of wine and said.

"Win-win?" Roland shook his head. "I don't think we won. We are at most a few steps forward on the way to our destination, but we have paid a great price."

"You mean the loss of the shadow group?"

"Of course." Roland smashed the cup on the table. "I've never been a big-handed person. It's my nature to plan carefully. This time, in order to achieve further goals, many people died inexplicably. Unfortunately."

"I didn't expect you to be such a sympathetic person." Xiao Chen smiled. "I thought that big people like you should turn their faces up and down without changing their faces. Think of all the gains and losses as the addition and subtraction of numbers."

"I don't know where you formed this idea. It seems that big people should be cold and ruthless." Roland raised a finger and shook. "Remember, as long as your opponent is a person, you are like you and me. People with eyes and noses cannot respond to the death of the same kind. If that is the case, we are no longer humans, how can we understand human hearts? People who do not understand human hearts are just lonely stones. Strong, no matter how high the realm is, it ’s just a very hard stone. Even if there is such a person, it ’s completely unconcerned. He will inevitably destroy himself in loneliness. ”

"Your statement is very new to me." Xiao Chen touched his nose and thought about the other party's words.

"There is nothing new, like me, Artu, Yepes, or even you, our every move will affect the fate of many people. The reason why we can make life and death choices for others is often because we have nothing else Choose. And the trace of sympathy in your heart will be temporarily sealed after it is used up, so that you can remain rational in the battle. "

"But now the battle is over."

"Yeah. So don't forget to take the time to be an ordinary person at this time and let your compassion out for a walk, even for a while."

Roland filled the wine glasses of the two again and bumped them hard. "Okay, after finishing this glass and going out of this door, I'm going to change back to that sensible old man."

Xiao Chen picked up the cup and sipped it out, he could not help laughing.

"As a partner, we have a long way to go. So there is one thing, I'm a little curious." Roland put down the empty glass, "What do you think of Prince Javier?"

"Javier?"

Rowland said: "There are many eyes in Wang Du, and each pair of eyes is distinguishing who is a friend, who is an enemy, and who is an enemy who looks like a friend. You and the prince are close to each other, which will naturally attract a lot of attention. What kind of person is it? "

"For now, he is a good boy."

"You see him as a good boy is a good choice. Standing in our position, the vision should focus on higher places." Roland leaned on the back of the chair, pointed to the ceiling, and smiled.