The Legend of Fatality

Al-Kabuqi looked up from the window when he woke up from the bed. The clear sky let the moonlight and starlight spread on the ground, and the moon was clearly visible. Perhaps at midnight, Cappucci thought.

He can sit sideways from four of his beds, which is not too difficult, but still makes him feel not so relaxed. Maybe it ’s time to lose weight. After all these years have passed, a young and beautiful child and his face in 20 years will change a lot.

He looked sideways at the petite maid lying next to him. This was his favorite. He liked everything about her, even the cat-like grunt after falling asleep made him love it.

Last night, he took the girl to bed and relaxed, a small, short-term entertainment. A gap can make him feel another person's soft body and release the restrained excitement.

Happiness is always short-lived, and the subsequent sense of emptiness makes him fall asleep. But why did he wake up at this time, Cappucci felt a little strange. He felt his urine, not too strong, but it was enough, maybe because of this.

He straightened himself up, put his feet in the slippers beside the bed, and began to regret that he should not buy this three-story palace. The bathroom on the top floor of his bedroom also had to cross the corridor.

Is too big, not only the house, but also the bed, it is too big. He rubbed his face and thought, if he could, he would rather have a two-storey cottage in the country, live upstairs, live downstairs, and raise a few more children. Instead of living in this huge palace, even if you go to the bathroom, you have to walk a long way.

By the way, there is a night pot. He stood up and shook his somewhat heavy head to clear himself. Go to the corner where the night pot is placed, pick up the night pot, and finish the work you want to do.

At this time, he turned his back to the corner of his eyes and found that a shadow in the room was not quite right. As he turned his attention to it, he found a humanoid shadow in the shadow.

Relaxed and found nothing. In addition to the weapons around the night pot in hand. Should I call for help? Do I have time to notify the guards?

He forced himself to relax and think about what to do next. But his sphincter did not do as he thought, and his peeing sound suddenly stopped, exposing him. Damn, he secretly cursed, but he didn't dare to move, and could only use Yu Guang to lean towards the shadow, waiting for its next move. Maybe I should throw the chamber pot? He thought.

"Sir, please complete what you are doing first, which is bad for your health." A man's voice came from the shadow, not too young, a magnetic baritone. "It's even worse if it will affect your descendants. When you are done, I think we can talk."

Damn, Kabuki whispered and forced himself to finish the unfinished business. After he finished, he put the chamber pot down and turned to face the shadow, before wondering if he woke up with the shadow.

"Do not mind if I sit down," Kabuki whispered, and walked to a large chair by the way, and sat in. "I hope our conversation will not disturb others."

"You don't need to worry about her if you refer to your bed partner." Shadow walked forward a few steps, revealing his figure wrapped in a black robe. "If you refer to the fourteen soldiers outside, the eleven guards downstairs, or the two bodyguards next door to you. I can keep them silent."

Cabbage noticed the threat of the other party, but he found that the other party did not mention the wandering mage he hired, maybe this was an opportunity.

"I think it's better to keep them alive." Kabuki said lightly while thinking about how to notify the mage. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

"It's what you want to talk to us about." The black robe said, putting his hands in his sleeves. "You sent a boat to Fatalin Island, and a mage above said that you want to contact us. By the way, the" powerful "mage you asked was busy playing a happy game with one of your maids. The game should not notice us. "

"how to prove?"

"Be careful is a good virtue," said the black robe. "We always think you should pay double compensation."

Cabbage frowned slightly. Was one of the three mages at the Port Security Bureau at that time? Or the person who proposed double compensation? The sound is not like.

"Then you should know that the Fatalin Society is wanted in Realmas," Cappucci said, pondering his words. "I think I can provide some help in exchange for some friendship."

"A port official can revoke the wanted order?" The black robe shook his head. When he shook his head, it seemed that the whole person played down a lot.

"Actually, it can't be revoked, but in Realmas, the wanted order is sometimes equal to a kind of propaganda." Kabuki put his left hand on his right hand and squeezed lightly. "I can provide a boat to help people who want to go to Fatalin Island to smuggle past. I can also help collect and pass messages. Of course, more importantly, I can let everyone in the dock area know the Fatalin Association ’s presence."

"As far as I know, there has never been a free friendship. Even the strongest friendship, there will be people who are fine to collect interest." Heibaoren said.

"Then we can treat this as a business." Capucci said with a smile.

"what do you want?"

"I need a safe route to get to Fatalin Island." Kabuki made his own request. "There is still a piece of land on the island. I will arrange for someone I trust to manage."

Cabbage hesitated and decided to put forward the remaining conditions.

"If necessary, I hope the Fatalin Association can provide some help, magically. Oh, yes, since it is a business, I believe the Fatalin Association will be willing to pay some compensation for the news I provide."

"Hahaha," the black robe smiled, and his figure began to become a little trance. "Very good, we like greedy people."

"We will give you a piece of land. The size of this piece of land depends on how much you can do for us next. We need a tavern to serve as a temporary residence for the joints and transport personnel in Realmas."

"Yes, I happen to have a tavern, the owner just disappeared, and now I own it. I believe you also know that the tavern is called" Bone and Wine "." Cappucci said with a smile.

The black robe was silent for a while, as if recalling the name. When he remembered that it was opened by Captain Jego's old friend, he is now inherited by his son Jerome. It is also the first foothold for himself to come to Realmas. It was also the place where the Fatalin Society issued its mission and Baien was attacked.

That pub is big enough and the location is good enough. It is undoubtedly a very good choice for the Fatalin Association. But is there any problem with Jerome's disappearance. The black robe can't think for a while, but he will not be entangled with this. Countless people are missing every day in this world.

"Good, if you don't mind if we take over the pub as soon as possible." The black robe paused. "I believe you will soon be a member of Fatalin Island. Lord Cappuccio" Baron "."

"Baron?" Kabuki touched his double chin. "Do you mind if I send someone to plan my future baron collar?"

"of course not."

"What about the leaders? How many?" Kabuki asked another key question.

"It can only depend on you." The black robe does not intend to distribute to him the few people on Fatalin Island. "I heard that you are very good at controlling the population of the terminal. Maybe you can make those sausage factories reduce the production by a certain amount."

"Well, Realmas has too much garbage and dross. These guys staying in Realmas will seriously affect the security of the city and the prosperity of the marina." Cappucci said. "However, a fair and benevolent council does not like bloodshed, and I think exiling them just shows the fairness and benevolence of the council."

"As you wish." The black robe man exaggeratedly performed a gesture of salute. "It is said that the managers of the place of exile you choose prefer a population to the land. Maybe you can go further soon."

"Hey, Viscount Cappucci even Count Cappucci?" Cappucci smirked. He prefers the name Count Cappucci. "So, how can I contact you in the future? And what should I call you?"

"You can call me Falheim, as for contacting us." The black robe paused. "Ordinary news can be placed in the room of the last assassinated mage. I will let the new owner of" Bone and Wine Glass "keep the room free. Important news can be directly contacted by the new owner of the tavern, who will deliver it for him."

"As for the secrets, or the need to contact me directly. Do you know that there was an old god's church in the quayside, and it was also an orphanage?" The black robe continued.

"Of course, Grinnell's church." Cappucci knew everything on the dock.

"You can leave this symbol on the wall to the south of him." The black robe drew a simple symbol in the air. "Counting from the bottom of the west to the top represents the day, and to the east represents the month. Leave the symbol on top according to the day. As long as the time and symbol are correct, I will contact you as soon as possible, or send someone to contact you."

"Yes, but change it a little. If I leave this symbol, it means that I have something very urgent and important, or that I am in danger. I need you to send someone to rescue me at the same time." Kabuki is going to try to save this Contact information becomes one of your life-saving means.

"I can't guarantee, I can only say my best." The black robe thought about it and found that the current Fatalin Association can't do this.

To mobilize the army and soldiers need to come from Fatalin Island, even the "flying antelope" also takes ten days. In Realmas, there is still no strength to retain a team of emergency combat power here for a long time.

However, this is a good thing for the Fatalin Association. Many of the apprentices in the Spellcaster Academy and Fatalin Association have become official mages, and they can be stationed at the joints of these ports and docks. It can not only increase knowledge, but also increase the ability of Fatalin Association to collect information in disguise.

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"This is enough." Kabuki nodded. If the other party promised, he would not believe it. It is difficult for a newly rising force to take root in Realmas, but it is helped by a friend like yourself who has power. He believed they could do it soon.

"Then, I will retire first." The black robe bowed again to salute, slowly backing away, and returned to the shadow in the corner. Disappear.

Cabbage frowned and looked at the shadow in the corner of the wall, thinking that he should contact the former mage again. The young avenger named Garcia-Galles. Let him help him build a set of defenses that can protect against the damage of the mage or a reliable bodycaster of the caster ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He doesn't want his future good life to be a guy who has the ability to suddenly appear in his home. Interrupt.

In the shadow, where Cappucci did n’t notice, a dark diamond shattered and no sound was made. No one will find that there is more black and powder here unless there is a maid cleaning the room. Dust.

Not far from Kabuki's three-story palace, Falheim ended the spellcasting, in order to maintain the illusion while maintaining Lily's existence. The magic passed quickly, and he was about to exhaust all his mana. Fortunately, the conversation ended, otherwise he must forcefully terminate the conversation.

"Hey, if you don't prepare a big meal next time, stop thinking about letting me do this kind of thing again. If it wasn't for the guards to be lazy, I couldn't get in." Lily complained from the shadow.

"No need to come next time, I will take you to the best restaurant in town for a while." Falheim said with a smile.

However, Lily couldn't leave her too far, otherwise she could be squeezed dry by maintaining her magic power. Falheim frowned at the three-story palace not far away. Is this the case for less than a hundred yards? The space inside the black tower never made him notice this matter. This time, he came out alone to complete the task assigned by the association, and he found that he still had too many shortcomings to make up.

He shook his head and threw out this negative thought. This is not a short-term problem. He looked in the direction of Fatalin Island, thinking in his heart: I don't know how other people have done their work.

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