[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

"Yuyue, I'm a little worried."

The flames of the fireplace were burning, and the heat was transmitted from the walls, making sparks splashing and crackling. Giotto suddenly said something.

"Giotto, you seem to be under a lot of pressure recently, do you need to go to Father Naker for relief?" Chao Li Yuyue asked with concern while wiping the sharp dagger in her hand by the sofa.

Although Sunny Guardian Naker is a half-way priest, being able to become the head of a small church also proves his basic professional ability.

Chaoli Yuyue is from the Far East, and she has not converted to the religion that nourishes flowers in the European land, but she has also witnessed the influence of the religions of this distant land on the Europeans.

"...Today I sincerely pray to the Holy Mother, and to the Holy Son, Jesus, to grant me the virtue of humility, so that all my actions can obey God's most holy will, Amen."

Do as the Romans do, Japanese kendo masters and onmyoji also learned a lot of scriptures and allusions.

Giotto rubbed the center of his brows, his golden eyes were an ominous premonition of the upcoming future, and he shook his head.

"Maybe I'm being overwhelmed. Let's take precautions recently."

"By the way, I'll go find Arnold." After thinking for a while, Giotto raised his head and said, getting up and putting on his coat.

He was still worried about whether D would do something stupid.

Naturally, Giotto's visit still met with a cold look from his cloud guardian.

But after a while, the subordinates of the Intelligence Bureau submitted the latest information.

Arnold simply pulled out a folder from the stacked bookshelf, almost without thinking.

For intelligence workers, any collation or collection and induction related to intelligence is as easy as breathing.

"...The Simon family showed up and destroyed a small town?"

Looking at this piece of information, Giotto couldn't believe it, and his golden pupils were full of suspicion.

"Arnold, is your information true?"

Arnold frowned slightly in displeasure, and said lightly, "All the information is handed in after screening."

"This kind of information, you should be able to hear the wind in a few days."

However, Giotto twitched the corners of his mouth in confusion. Cozart himself had experienced such things before he slowly walked towards the current path.

For this kind of thing, he should have hated it deeply, how could it be...!

Simon... embarked on a different path from himself and Pengo Lie? !

If he hadn't seen this news at Arnold's intelligence agency stronghold, he would never have believed such a joke!

What are you kidding? !

"There are surviving witnesses who saw the appearance of the red-haired commander." Arnold added, "He was wearing a soft cloth hat and had a smile on his face."

Exactly how Simon Cozart would dress.

Giotto was silent and thoughtful.

After the problem of his own guardian of the fog, Giotto has another difficult problem to solve.

At least, until he met his friend Simon Cozart and asked him personally, he would not believe the information on paper anyway.

——Even if the authority of Arnold's Secret Intelligence Service is beyond doubt.

Simon Cozart, and his like-minded partner, another veteran who is willing to hide his name in the dark for the development of Vengley, cannot easily betray their beliefs.

"Arnold, with some help from you, I want detailed information on this matter."

Vongola's staff... Out of some inexplicable feeling, Giotto thinks that they should not be used in this investigation.

"..."

Arnold stared at Giotto, who looked serious, for a while, and finally nodded.

"Good morning, Simon, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Erdao."

The young man with short red hair in the past has transformed into a young man in time, with a more resolute face. If you look carefully, you can still see the growth traces of the young avenger.

Compared to the young man who appeared and disappeared with a smile and waved, Simon Cozart had been used to the habits of this friend many years ago, so even though he hadn't seen him for many years, he was surprised and moved, but also alienated from the two of them in the sight.

"How is it? Did you get my letter?"

"Received." Without asking Hu Erdao where he came from the address where he lived in seclusion, Simon Cozart ran to make a pot of black tea and talked about his recent situation.

"A request from Pengo Lie?"

The young man in the windbreaker on the opposite side said playfully, thoughtfully.

"Yes." Simon Cozart said with a smile, "Although I have decided to stay away from Vengley and stay behind, I can't just sit idly by Giotto's letter—not to mention asking for help."

The departure of Simon Cozart back then was a consensus reached with Giotto and the others. If it was not really critical, Simon Cozart believed that Giotto would not write to him on purpose.

not to mention……

The tone of this letter seemed to him a bit strange.

Giotto has always been a person who can do whatever he wants. Simon Cozart doesn't think Giotto won't have troubles and hesitation, but——

"Free life", such an evaluation should not come from Giotto.

From the time they first met in the slums, Giotto has been warm, brave and determined.

Maybe……

It is true that the life of the family leader in these years has changed him, right?

Simon Cozart compared himself, and he couldn't say that he hadn't changed in any way compared to the young man who was full of vengeance and reluctance.

The young man opposite him folded his windbreaker, the cuffs of his white shirt were just right, and he got up to ask.

"Exactly, shall I go with you?"

——Just like when they first met in the past.

But the difference is that Simon Cozart is no longer that nervous and cautious teenager.

The morning breeze blows, in the slightly humid air.

Facing the hand extended by his friend, he readily replied.

"If you can, that would be great."

The young man with short red hair who went to Sicily in the torrent of history didn't know what he would encounter.

——Just like the leader of Pengelie who has an unknown heart at this time.

Beginning with Simon Cozart going to Vengley, the glory of Vengley's first generation will eventually come to an end.

At the same time, the rise is more in line with the interests of the family——

The second generation of Pengelie and his team.

Among them, only two remained in this turmoil.

Arnold, the guardian of Vongola's first generation of clouds.

Vongola's first generation of Mist Guardian, Damon Spedo.

One is named after Floating Clouds and Loneliness, and the other is named "Betrayer" as a shadow buried in the depths of history.