Pastor of Tomorrow's Ark

Bai Ye didn't know if he would use this letter.

While meditating, Bai Ye's body suddenly tilted to one side.

A moment later, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and a crossbow arrow whizzed past Bai Ye's shield and passed him by.

"Finally I was discovered, as expected, stealth is not my forte..."

Bai Ye turned his body like a prophet, avoiding the pursuit of the crossbow arrows, then tapped the dome of the palace with both feet, and flew towards a high place.

There was no siren, but more and more people gathered around the palace. Bai Ye also saw many people wearing masks and black coats with a saber hanging from their waists.

"These guys have really high grades..."

Bai Ye pouted, and after circling the palace a few times, flew towards Werther's position.

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Witte is working in the study of his mansion.

"brush--"

Suddenly, three figures broke through the window and stood around Werther.

Werther put down his pen, put down the scroll, and raised his head. There was no surprise on his face. He asked the three masked shadows:

"what happened?"

"The imperial palace has been invaded, we have sealed off the core city, and the secret police are searching..."

A black-masked saber man pressed his ear, as if receiving information, and gave an explanation after a while.

"So, are you sent by His Majesty to protect me?" Werther continued to ask.

"Your Majesty has always been worried about your safety, so he sent three guards to protect you in turn. This time it's our three's turn."

This time it was another masked saber man who answered Werther's question.

"As it turns out, we came to the right—"

The third person spoke in a dull tone, and then the three of them pulled out the sabers hanging from their waists together.

"brush--"

A crisp sound echoed in the room, and the three sabers were pulled out almost at the same time, and they slashed towards one place at the same time——if you don't make a move, you will do it, and if you make a move, you will do it with all your strength.

"bass--"

The second whisper sounded in the room, and then a bright sword light lit up out of thin air.

It was the fourth weapon different from the three sabers - a silver slender long sword.

The long sword was unsheathed, facing three sabers approaching at the same time.

The blade sliced ​​through the air precisely, without causing any ripples, it was an unremarkable blow.

On the contrary, there are three sabers, the cutting of the blades violently stirs the air, before the blades reach, the overflowing air waves will leave scratches on the floor.

Apart from where Werther is, the other areas of the study have been torn apart by the raging wind pressure.

However, the seemingly slender sword slash was not annihilated by the wind pressure. Wherever it passed, the violent wind pressure was pierced by counts, and the bright sword light soared upwards. It has never been obliterated, and it is still shining.

In the end, the fragile Shimmer and the three sabers collided.

"Crack-"

There was no earth-shattering impact, no more violent shock wave, and no piercing sound of fighting.

The sword light flashed across, and three beams of light flew upside down and stuck on the ceiling. The head was inserted straight into the wall, and the tail still trembled slightly.

It turned out that it was Jian Guang who cut off the general saber directly, and the head of the saber was sent flying.

Until then, a slender figure slowly appeared in the study.

With his right hand casually holding a slender silver-white long sword, the man stretched out his left hand and pressed it lightly.

The violent wind pressure in the study stagnated for a moment, and then slowly dissipated.

With a snap of his fingers, a stable energy field enveloped the entire study.

Afterwards, the man nodded in satisfaction, shook his right hand, and the silver blade that was pointing obliquely at the floor disappeared in his hand.

Looking at each other, the masked saber man looked down at his hands.

Only half of the originally beautiful saber remained, the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and they looked a little funny holding the broken blade.

With a vigilant expression, he raised his head and stared at the slender figure that suddenly appeared in front of him. The leader pressed his ears, as if he wanted to contact the outside world.

After a while, the expression under his mask was a little ugly.

"Who exactly are you?"

Hearing the news in blunt lingua franca, even the guards of Emperor Ursus were stunned by the man in front of him.

"Well, I'm just a passing messenger."

The slender figure smiled brightly.

PS1: Actually, only one second passed in reality...

Chapter 771 Chapter 25 Meeting

"A passing messenger?"

The saber guards looked at each other, but they didn't believe the nonsense of the overly strong man in front of them at all.

You know, these saber-masked people are not idle people. They are the sword-wielding guards of Emperor Ursus, known as the "Emperor's Blade".

This is the embodiment of a certain will of Ursus, and it is the most terrifying military force in the land of Ursas. Horror ghosts and ghosts similar to their image are spread everywhere.Just one individual is enough to wipe out several squads.

Their status is similar to Yan Kingdom's Forbidden Army, and Wei Yanwu's Shadow Guard.

Of course, the shadow guards were formerly the Imperial Army of the Yan Kingdom.

But now, after a face-to-face meeting, this thin figure who claimed to be a messenger cut off their weapon in one blow - the saber forged with the most advanced technology and materials of the Ursus Empire, it was cut off so easily, it was unimaginable.

After all, what they have to face is the white night.

"This place is blocked by me, you can't get in touch with the outside, because... I don't want to cause trouble."

Bai Ye had arranged an isolation barrier in advance, which could block the signal, and the communication equipment of the emperor's inner guard would fail here.

The leading inner guard has been trying to contact the outside world, but unfortunately the communication has not been able to connect until now.

"you--!"

"Shh-"

The inner guards still wanted to say something, Bai Ye raised her finger and put it in front of her lips, and then said slowly:

"You're young—the fresh blood of the inner guard. I don't want to cause trouble, so we should each take a step back, okay. Calm down..."

These inner defenders may be as powerful as their predecessors, but in some respects, they are indeed not qualified.

Compared with them, Wei Yanwu's shadow guards are indeed much more sophisticated.

Although very unwilling, the three inner guards finally calmed down, and they could feel a deep threat from Bai Ye.

"How nice..."

Bai Ye nodded in satisfaction, then walked up to the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, and bowed gracefully to him:

"Islam Witt, nice to meet you."

Compared with the knife-wielding inner guard, Islam Witt was extraordinarily calm. Even now, facing Bai Ye whose identity and purpose were unknown, he still did not lose his face in panic.

Compared with those aristocrats that Bai Ye encountered in the past who were usually pampered, made a fuss and panicked when things happened, Werther was obviously not simple.

Werther stood up from the chair. Originally, he wanted to judge where Bai Ye came from from the etiquette performed by Bai Ye, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't tell which country's etiquette it was.

Bai Ye is not a nobleman, not even a Terran, so he is not very familiar with the etiquette of various countries on the land of Terra.

However, Bai Yehui has a complete set of pure high elf court etiquette, and with his body flexibility and posture, he can completely perform those complicated and elegant movements smoothly and standardly.

Bai Ye ignored the inner guard who was holding a broken knife, walked up to Chairman Witte, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

This is a personal letter written by Wei Yanwu for him.

Well, Bai Ye is indeed the messenger of Penguin Logistics, and Wei Wei Te has not even brought a letter, so ah, he always tells the truth, but unfortunately no one believes it.

Werther accepted the letter from Bai Ye calmly, first glanced at the wax seal on the envelope, then looked at Bai Ye in surprise, and wanted to say something, but then looked at the inner guard standing aside.

"Mr. Witte, just say what you want to say, they can't hear you."

Bai Ye naturally knew what Werther was worried about. He had already opened the sound-proof barrier in advance, enveloping himself and Speaker Werther in it.

"You are Chief Wei's messenger?"

Naturally, Werther could recognize that the sealing seal on the envelope was Wei Yanwu's personal seal.

Only a few people know Wei Yanwu's private seal, and Speaker Witte is one of them.

"Well, you can understand it that way."

Bai Ye nodded.

Werther opened the envelope, took out the letter, and began to read it. He read it quickly at first, but then slowed down, and his expression became more serious.

Wei Yanwu's letter was only two pages long, but Werther read it for 10 minutes.

Bai Ye stood quietly and waited.

Also waiting were three young inner guards with knives. They didn't know what Bai Ye and Chairman Werther were talking about, but they could only wait—after all, Bai Ye had sealed off the entire study room, and they couldn't get out at all.

The sturdiness of the Holy Light Barrier is beyond doubt.

After a long wait, Werther raised his head from between the letters. This time, he looked at Bai Ye with a strange gaze:

"Mr. Bai Ye, you are not just a messenger... Chief Wei informed you of your identity in the letter."

Bai Ye smiled and nodded. His first impression of Chairman Witt was very good. After all, he was one of the few people who could tell his gender when he saw Bai Ye for the first time.