The Legend of Fatality

Eichmann was sitting opposite the oak desk as before, and looked at him wearily. He turned his shoulders gently, feeling tight muscles protesting silently.

"This is heresy." He pointed to something on the table. "These things point to him."

"Here? Eichmann, you only have blood-stained carpets, a few nails, a few words on broken parchment that no one knows, and an organization that you have never heard of-the Fatalin Association. You Nothing. "Calder said with an eyebrow raised.

"I can burn several people and try to find out."

"I can do this too, but you are not allowed to touch Crawford Brahe."

"I can end it all." Eichenmann looked directly at Calder with a serious expression.

"No, you can't. You can't do it this way." Calder shook his head, and every movement was full of anger. "Did you hear what I said?" He muttered. "We are very weak here. That **** Al-Yulik corrupts us in the ears of De Thomas Gretzman. He starts listening. They will tolerate us cleaning up the dirt in the gutter, but we cannot Knocking on doors everywhere. I mean, do you know who this person is? "

When asked this question, Eichenmann seemed very angry, he said.

"He is Crawford-Ton-Bracher, he is the younger brother of the late Ben Yeder-Ton-Bracher, and his brother married El-Urik ’s oldest sister, their children -Council member Karl-Ton-Bracher is his nephew. He is the father of Verna-Ton-Bracher and her husband is Herlich-Ton-Arironn. Herrrich is Rui The mentor of the Guard of the Republika Srpska is also a military aide to De Thomas Gretzman. "

"He married Alida-Don Brahe, the niece of the late Renal-Yulpinno and the sole heir to the remaining blood of Yurbino. He is also a well-known Chamber of Commerce President. He has a grumpy temperament and a fickle personality. Even by his social standards, he is considered one of the richest. He likes competition, hunting and cheating. He does n’t like music, wine and church. "

"As thorough as usual." Calder grinned involuntarily. "I believe you already understand the reasons why I don't let you do it."

"No. A heresy is an heresy-I can prove that Jerome works for him, and I believe that the same answer will soon be obtained from others we monitor. Time is running out-he must know that we have caught If he takes action now, he can expose the whole thing. "

"what's up?"

"No matter what, it is an evil act under his command. No matter what drives people like Jerome to participate in it. The whole city is becoming fanatical because of this new Fatalin association. These poor fools , They are expecting something to happen. "

"My friend, everyone is expecting something to happen." Calder said. "Everyone is looking forward to the comet coming down from the sky, and the blood flowing in the river. There are a thousand cults in Reilmas, and when our work is done here, there will be a thousand evil cults. None Exceptions, they are eagerly anticipating what will happen. "

Calder casts a tired, almost father-like look on Eichmann.

"The heresy is not a one-time plague, Eichmann, it can't be cut off and forgotten. It's like a weed on the ground that keeps growing, and we have to choose which ones to pull out and which ones to leave to avoid driving ourselves crazy . Stay away from this person. "

Eichmann was sitting motionless, his shoulders stiff and his face disappointed.

"This is your decision? Is your final decision?"

"Yes." Calder sighed and spread his hands as if to plead with him. "I said before, Eichmann. You are tired and you need to sleep. When you rest, you will understand the meaning. I will read your report and make sure that the news is passed through a careful channel To Al-Yurik. They can take care of themselves, I told you before, this is not our territory, it is still not. "

Eichmann did not move, he stared at the floor. Under the candlelight, his thin face was old and haggard.

"Will you read my report?" He asked.

"I'm very interested." Calder said. "as always."

"Then this matter is over." Acherman nodded.

Calder looked relieved.

"That's it, turn your attention to other things. Don't go to Crawford-Ton-Brahch's trouble-understand? Look at me and tell me you understand the importance of this matter.

It took a long time for Eichmann to raise his gaze to where he could see Calder. When he did this, a shadow cast over his tired eyes.

"Of course," he said. "I fully understand."

Ban took Falheim, apprentice Morris, and captain Jago in the cold and wet office of the Port Guard. A gorgeous portrait hangs on a wall, where a married goddess is mixed with a long-horned demon. The gilded frame lost its luster in the dark, the color on it was stained with mold, and another beautiful marble statue seemed destined to the same fate. Behind it, a large greasy meatball sits on a high-back chair. This guy who looks like a man is staring at the four people.

Io-Kabuqi is the head of the port guard of Ryremas and one of the many money lenders in the city, but he has the fattest fingers and the thickest thumbs. His interest is higher than most people, and his beaters and law enforcers are more cruel than anyone else. It is said that Cappuccina is willing to lend anyone gold coins, because he can let you repay the debt with five times the gold coins before the end of the month.

It is said that money lenders even have a way to make money from dead people-give their organs to alchemists and herbalists, let them configure medicines and potions, and then sell other bits and pieces to sausage makers. It is said that they have never seen pigs .

"Mr. Bain of the Fatalin Association," said the fat man, panting, as if he needed a lot of effort for every breath. "We found your missing crew and murderer."

"It's just three bodies." Bai En replied, not afraid of the fat man trying to pretend to be tall. His fingers rested casually on the long whip handle hanging around his waist.

"The murderer's envoy died during our interrogation." Iao Kabuki said in a hoarse voice. "Just after he admitted that he had kidnapped two crew members in order to **** your ship."

"Really? What are the other two bodies?" Bai En asked casually.

"Accomplice, the cause of death is refusal to arrest." The money lender continued to say in a hoarse voice.

"So these three bodies killed my two crew members, the two in the jar." Bai En shook the ashes in his hand. "Just to **** my ship?"

"Yes, the belongings of the two crew members who were unfortunately killed can prove their identity."

"I don't think anyone knows the identity of these three bodies?" Bai En raised his eyebrows and said in mocking tone.

"Actually, we know that they are three bodyguards and were once employed by Karl Brahe. But I suggest you forget this." Iao Kabuki said in a cold voice ~ www.wuxiaspot .com ~ Oh? Don't give a reason? "

"Uncle Karl-Bull-Bach is Al-Urik. Dear Mr. Uric, let me take him to say hello to you and be willing to pay 500 gold coins to make up for your loss." Io changed again Said in a respectful tone.

"Oh, that's what Karl Brahe did this thing. Five hundred is too little. How about doubling?" Bai En leaned back in his chair, and then said in a brazen tone.

Io-Kabuqi did not answer Brian's question. Instead, he pulled open the table and carefully took out a bag. The sound of metal collision in the bag could be clearly heard. He reluctantly threw the bag on the edge of the table in front of Bai En.

Bai En looked at the bag and thought for a while.

"Thank me for that respectful Mr. Yurik's ... compensate." Bai En got up and picked up the bag, turned around and left the room, and the others left behind him.

"You pointed out directly in the office that Karl Brahe did this, were you going to continue to control or plan to paralyze them?" Falheim asked after leaving the guard building, he did not mention Baien. I couldn't hold back this reason, because the children who didn't know when to speak had already died in the Black Tower.

"When he mentioned Karl Brahe, I gave up. Not to mention Al-Urik." Bai En said angrily.

"Well, then the most troublesome question now is who are the four remaining people." Falheim said with one hand holding the ashes.

"It doesn't matter anymore, we will leave here soon. Give the bag of gold coins back to the family members of the missing crew on Fatalin Island." Brian threw the bag of gold coins directly to Jago. "Unfortunately our task was only barely completed."