Hate Me, Miss Witch!

""Joker""

"Weird name."

The source of the sound was not from the two people on the bench, but from the dark shadow.

Xia Ya looked at the things in the shadows, and from them, he noticed a strong aura of the spiritual world.

Xia Ya raised his eyebrows: "Psychic?"

"That's right, but I prefer the title of psychic medium."

The hoarse words moved from far to near, and then returned to the woman in black robe sitting on the left side of the bench.

The woman's face was looming in the shadow of the black robe, and she spoke in a hoarse female voice: "I originally wanted to introduce my name to the leader, but it seems that the leader prefers to use a code name."

She stood up and gave a military salute to Char: "The military code is "Dark Crow", and the pet beast system is mainly undead and spiritual creatures. "

On the other side, the girl whose eyebrows were similar to Dark Crow's, but whose lines were quite childish and who seemed to be slightly younger, also bowed and performed a standard knightly salute to Char: "The command name is "Nightingale", the hidden and Assassination specialization. "

"Are you from the same family?"

Char glanced at the Crows and Nightingales in front of him: "I thought that the descendants of the legendary Knights of the Round Table were all sunny and cheerful partners of justice, but I didn't expect that one was a necromancer and the other was an assassin."

"We are descendants of the Fulen family. Our ancestors were originally called "Dark Knights," and their areas of expertise were psychics and assassinations. "

"In other words, in the starting round table, the role of the ancestors is the role of scout."

Dark Crow spoke in a hoarse voice: "But as you said, leader, in the former Round Table family, those messengers of justice who were as dazzling as the sun and shining with golden spirit were the mainstream, and we were the outliers."

"It's a pity that in the past few hundred years, those proud and powerful Round Table families have been destroyed and fallen into despair."

"Only three other members of the original Round Table family, including our Fulen family, have survived."

"What Gou Sanjia..."

"But it's quite to my liking."

Xia Ya nodded.

Although the painting style of the two descendants of the Knights of the Round Table is a bit wrong, Char is quite satisfied with it.

Whether it's psychic, covert reconnaissance or assassination, at least they are rare abilities that are useful to him, which is better than giving him some reckless men with well-developed limbs and simple minds.

As for a reckless husband, no, as for a reckless wife, it is enough for him to have Xiao Ai, who is well-behaved, loyal, eye-catching and capable of fighting, not much better than the cats and dogs outside.

but……

Xia Ya's eyes swept across the dark crows and nightingales in front of him.

I always felt that there was something hidden in their respectful expressions.

"Why do you feel so skilled?"

There was a moment of silence in the air, and Dark Crow hesitated for a moment, but never spoke.

On the contrary, Nightingale, who had not spoken before except to introduce herself, but had been listening to her sister's story, spoke up first.

She blinked and looked at Xia Ya with her emotionless light green eyes:

"After the fall of the Sword Bearer, the royal family has tried to rebuild the Sword Bearer twenty-seven times in the past one hundred and fifty years."

"The last attempt was four years ago."

As for the results of that attempt four years ago, there is no need to say much.

If it really succeeds, Naxiaya will not stand here and give an inaugural speech as the new leader of the sword bearers.

Good guy, co-co-leader of the sword holders is a position that comes with a soul ring.

But in this way, Xia Ya also understood his current situation.

Dark Crow, Nightingale, and even those members of the Sword Bearers who are not currently in the Imperial Capital, they indeed show respect to themselves, and will carry out any orders they give.

However, this is just because of my current position.

What they are loyal to is actually the second princess, Her Royal Highness.

Although they were assigned to be sword bearers, in fact, after so many failures over the past century, these descendants of the Knights of the Round Table had already lost confidence and had low morale.

"It doesn't matter, since the one who takes the job is short-handed, he still has to work."

Xia Ya stood up and walked out of the lounge door.

Aurora and Diris followed Char on the left and right.

The Dark Crow and Nightingale followed after looking at each other.

They also wanted to see how this new leader was different from the previous losers.

…

Imperial capital, suburbs.

Port De Vere area.

Compared to the solemnity of Shangcheng District, the Widowmaker District is young and fashionable.

The Dwell Port area is the most complex and chaotic area in the entire imperial capital.

According to the files that Xia Ya found in the Military Secret Service, there were even many title-level powerful men from enemy countries who sneaked into the port area to search for information in this mixed world.

When the Ashes Order attacked Saint Laurent College, they also chose to infiltrate through the Dwell Port area.

Casinos, secret black markets, white houses, extraordinary gatherings... Theoretically, as long as you have enough money, you can find everything you are looking for in the Dwell Port area.

The city that never sleeps - "The Thorn of Sin".

Nominally, this is just a bridge club.

But the actual area is exactly the same as its nickname, just like a city within a city.

The magic lamp reflected neon light on the glass, shining on the faces of greedy, ecstatic, or desperate gamblers.

Brilliant, yet intoxicated.

Viscount Lowry sat on the highest floor of the entire luxurious building.

On weekdays, his favorite thing to do is to stand in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking everything that is happening in the world below.

This is a castle of sin that he has built with great effort, decades of time, and relying on profit and wealth. It belongs only to him.

It was also because of the famous gold-selling cave in the imperial capital that he was able to become a behemoth like the Borgia family as a down-and-out noble.

Even if he just became the opponent's vassal, it allowed him to step into the fourth ring at an age that should have aged and decayed as a beast master, and became a true beast master.

so--

Viscount Lorry would never allow anyone to destroy his castle.

For example, this uninvited guest in front of me.

…

Viscount Lowry looked at the black-haired boy with half a pure white mask through his slack eyelids, and a fierce light flashed in his old eyes.

Among the gamblers who come here, there are not a few who wear masks to conceal their identity.

But in the eyes of Viscount Lowry, those people were just fat sheep, big or small, but no one had ever made him so afraid.

Wow——

A faint magical glow flickers.

The memory crystal on the table reflected a bright magic beam, and lines of text, along with pictures and video clips, were projected on the wall.

Viscount Lowry squinted his eyes and looked at the image on the wall.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

That's all evidence of crimes in this city that never sleeps.

Human imprisonment, organ trading, slave trade...

Although most of it is only indirect evidence, the amount is frightening.

If it is announced, it will definitely cause an uproar in the entire imperial capital.

"What do you want to do?"

He looked at the masked young man in front of him, his words still calm.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking-"

"If all this information is exposed to the newspaper, then you won't feel too good about it, right?"

"It's just some baseless rumors." Viscount Lowry squinted his eyes and stared into the dark eyes under the pure white mask, but found that he still found nothing.

Those dark eyes were like a deep pool of silence, swallowing up all the light, making it difficult to discern what the other person was thinking.

"I admit that they will indeed have a certain impact on me, but if you think that you can threaten me with these things, you are fanciful."

"Of course, otherwise these materials would have been sent to the court, and I wouldn't be here."

Xia Ya picked up the tea at hand and took a sip.

"With these materials, even if a storm of public opinion is set off within the imperial capital and the parliament is forced to pass a search warrant, nothing will be found here by the time the search warrant is passed."

"but……"

Xia Ya's words paused slightly.

"If that's what it takes."

"Do you think the family behind you will have the idea that your white glove is not good enough and want to replace it?"

Viscount Lowry nodded: "You are very smart and you also understand the process of some things very clearly."

His originally gloomy voice also became a bit kinder: "I admit that you are qualified to sit at the negotiating table with me."

"So, what do you want?"

"Money, women, even the status of a decorated noble..."

Viscount Lorry laughed, his smile was high and unfathomable.

"I am a businessman, and my emphasis is on making money through harmony."

"Since you choose to come here instead of submitting those things directly to the command bureau, it means that you are also here for this purpose."

"For example--"

There was a smile on his old face that he thought was quite gentle.

"How about using 50,000 Rhine gold coins in exchange for your image crystal and destroying all the copy archives?"

Having said that, while speaking, Viscount Lowry kept looking at Xia Ya.

He had already made up his mind. After the other party accepted the money, he would send someone to follow the other party, find out the other party's details, and then wait for his move.

After all, only God knows how many times a photocopy has been backed up.

And how can a verbal promise of confidentiality be trusted by a dead person?

Viscount Lowry had to admit that Xia Ya's words just now shook his heart.

Although the Borgia family can indeed protect themselves, let alone the indirect evidence shown by the other party, even if the conclusive direct evidence is submitted to the trial court, the energy of the Borgia family can definitely calm everything down trouble.

However, things will be settled and settled, and things will be settled and calmed down. But once something like that breaks out, the people behind the scenes need to take action to deal with it, but it also means that I am incompetent in this white-glove job.

If the Borgia family loses patience with itself and chooses to let others take care of this thorn of sin, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for him.

…

Fifty thousand gold rhine coins...

I'm only willing to offer this price.

Xia Ya couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He thought that as the owner of the gold-selling cave in this city that never sleeps, Viscount Lowry must be a rich man, so he could give him some gold coins to fill his pockets.

But if you think about it carefully, Viscount Lowry is just a white glove after all.

The real majority of the profits generated in this city that never sleeps are regularly transferred to the protective umbrellas behind the scenes, and Viscount Lowry may not be able to keep much of it himself.

The offer of 50,000 gold coins was already a sweet bait released by Viscount Lorry for the sake of subterfuge. If he really had to pay for it, it would probably be difficult for him to come up with 30,000 Rhine gold coins.

Thinking like this, Xia Ya also stopped trying to pull.

Compared with Comrade Norton in Reverberations of History, who had a lofty vision and wanted him to be the "Left Hand of God" and the "Vice-President of the Kingdom of Heaven", Lori is an old man who can't even scratch the surface of a cake.

There is really nothing to squeeze out of him, no wonder he is just a viscount.

"No, just forget about the gold coins."

"Since you are running a casino, then act in accordance with the rules of the casino."

He closed the image crystal and played with it up and down in his hand.

"A gamble."

"After the bet is completed, regardless of victory or defeat, I will destroy this image crystal and the backup."

"Haha, interesting."

"Interesting."

Viscount Lowry's face suddenly turned rosy and he looked at Xia up and down.

"The gambling table at the highest level of the Thorn of Sin is indeed open to outsiders, but only the most distinguished guests are qualified to play with me."

"This place has hosted the kingdom's grand dukes, business leaders, high-level cultists, and even apostates wanted by the Theocracy."

Viscount Lowry took a step closer to the table and looked directly at Xia Ya across the table. He carried an unparalleled majestic aura, and his old eyes revealed the cunningness of a male fox.

This is the only thing he can be proud of in his life.

At the beginning, Luo Li relied on his superb gambling skills to climb from a descendant of a down-and-out noble to his current status step by step.

If he can continue to accumulate in the Evernight City, coupled with the gifts given to him by the Borgia family, then he may be able to advance to the fifth ring in a short time.

Become a person who can be ranked even if you look at the entire Western Continent.

"What do you want to bet with me?"

"What chips can you bring to bet against me?"

But then, Viscount Lowry saw——

Char, who was across the table from him, calmly took out a metal object and placed it on the table.

"Don't worry, everyone has the same bargaining chip as I mentioned, and it's only fair."

It was a silver-white revolver.

Also, a box of orange bullets.

Char's voice echoed throughout the room.

"After all, you are also the manager of a casino——"

"Then, you must have heard of it..."

‘Roulette huh? "

New Year's Eve and the first two days of the new year are a bit busy, so the update time is not regular.

One chapter will be updated tomorrow morning, and then the normal double updates at 9pm and 12pm will resume.

Happy New Year.