"If the news is true -" A middle-aged nobleman with gray hair shook his right hand slightly. He pressed his left chest and bowed deeply.

"——Please allow me to go in person and complete this matter for you."

"It hasn't been confirmed yet, but the lamp in the Sunset Temple is indeed lit. It looks like it's very close."

Beside the blazing fire, a strong figure lowered his right hand on his chin and said solemnly.

"I have sent Yodel, he is more suitable for covert operations than Ada."

"You know how important this news is. Li Xiya even blocked the inner altar immediately in the name of the oracle, so we can't take the risk of unnecessary exposure. Only when it is finally confirmed, will I secretly send you

go."

"Of course, of course," the gray-haired middle-aged nobleman couldn't hide his excitement, "If the time comes, I will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Alas," the strong figure sighed, "I don't know why, I should have been more excited than you when I heard the news."

"But now, I am so calm."

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Rick didn't know how he walked back to the Brotherhood headquarters.

That cold feeling on the back of my neck is always there.

When he saw the Brotherhood's underworld headquarters, the two elites playing finger-pricking games at the door, and the shadowy outposts outside the house, he walked into the big room, saw behind the iron table, and carefully checked the accounts.

Boss Maurice, when he saw the disdainful look of Belicia who was leaning against the pillars (Tonight Belicia's proposal to increase the brothel's funding was rejected), he felt really relieved. Even the man who had always been at odds with him

The killer Leyock also looked affable under the candlelight of the dinner table.

Unconsciously, the coolness on the back of his neck disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there before.

Even Rick himself wondered if he was too nervous.

When he told Boss Morris, who was in charge of the population business, that he suspected that someone was following him, Leyock laughed and spit out a mouthful of ale, directly blowing out the candlestick on the table. Belicia yawned and blew out her huge penis.

Her chest tightened and she looked at him with even more contempt.

Boss Morris also looked strange when he saw him sweating all over his head. He patted Rick on the shoulder and told him not to be too tired in the near future and to watch less dramas in the Temple of Night. He would wait for the strange doctor Ramon to come back from his business trip.

Ask him to prescribe a tranquilizer.

Damn it!

Rick knew that it would be difficult for others to even believe in the existence of his superpower, let alone an assassin who followed him from an abandoned house to a dark street for a whole kilometer, invisible, with an unknown purpose but no movement -

But Rick subconsciously believed that the existence of that guy was real!

But when he returned to his room, lay down, and carefully recalled all the details of the stalking tonight, even he, who had always been suspicious, couldn't help but wonder, was he really too nervous?

Rick calmed down again and tried his powers again. Everything was normal, and his neck felt very comfortable on the velvet pillow.

Okay, maybe I'm overthinking it.

But the next moment, that thrilling coolness hit again!

Damn!

I can't sleep now!

Rick jumped out of bed.

He pulled out a box under the bed and dug out a Siegel-6 magic gun that was so heavy that it took two hands to drag it. He was so nervous that he pressed it against the solid wall, taking slow steps.

Step out into the hallway and listen carefully.

The corridor was filled with eternal lamps burning eternal oil, which illuminated the room extremely brightly, but there was still no one there. In the distance, a sentry brother on duty came back from using the toilet. He seemed to be scratching his crotch in black and red colors.

wearing leather armor and walking past Rick.

In the room at the end of the corridor, Leyock and Belicia's wanton and crazy roars were heard as usual.

"Damn it, these shameless couple, they'd better break it by using too much force." Rick cursed loudly.

The brother who had just passed the checkpoint turned around with sympathy and nodded to Rick. Their eyes met and they felt like they were close friends.

Then, Rick saw the other party scratching the leather armor on his crotch in pain, while the other party looked at him struggling to hold the magic gun against the wall.

Both of them turned their heads in embarrassment, the one going back to his post and the other going back to his room.

Rick touched the back of his neck.

Damn it, this damn power must be malfunctioning.

Besides, if the other party touches the Brotherhood headquarters where there are many experts, and no one discovers it, then holding the magic gun will definitely be useless, even the superpower of Boss Morris will be useless.

sleep.

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Thales' back injury looked bad, but it didn't seem serious, because it was only the third day that he could stand up and walk.

With Naruto's attributes and talents, Tails stood in line and sighed, looking at the broken houses and broken walls around him. He took the black bread and wild vegetables from the thug Pierson and bit into his mouth.

It's a pity that I was born in such a place.

"There is a sharp branch next to you. You must have secretly cut my hand!"

"It's not me! My hand was cut last night too!"

"The hands of everyone in our house were cut! It must be the people in the eighth house! They are jealous of our harvest yesterday!"

"It turns out it's them! Our people in the fourteenth house were also cut during the night! They don't want us to go out on the street to 'touch the sheep'!"

Thales yawned and listened lazily to several beggars in other rooms. The quarrel turned into a fight. The beggars next to him were even booing until the thugs came to stop him. He sighed and swallowed the last

After a bite of unpalatable breakfast, I clapped my hands and called the beggars in the sixth house.

start work.

That day was Tuesday, and the begging in House No. 6 went relatively smoothly. In order to get more business, they went directly to the west city gate near the checkpoint. The past week seemed to be the celebration of the God of the Sunset, but I heard that the oracle had descended and the Sunset Temple was closed.

The inner altar has caused many believers to enter the city from the west gate during this week, climb the city wall, and pray to the sunset to make up for the regret of not being able to pray to the spokesperson of the sunset goddess in the world.

Before the guards turned their glares into actions to stop him, Thales, with the help of Ryan and Coria, even managed to pass from a fat fruit and vegetable vendor to a statue of the bright moon carved from black wood. That vendor paid too much attention to himself

The wallet in his arms was gone, so when Ryan and Colia were bargaining with him for a piece of alfalfa, Thales reached for the package behind him.

The market value of this statue of the God of the Bright Moon should be at least fifty coppers. Of course, this kind of stolen goods cannot be seen in the light and can only be sold through the channels of the Brotherhood. The veterans of the Brotherhood know that they are just beggars and thieves, and they are even more knowledgeable.

If you try your best to lower the price (you will even rob something valuable if you encounter one), it will be good if you can exchange it for five coppers.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

When Thales and everyone returned to the abandoned house, they saw Rick, who came to inspect as usual, without his usual kindness and indifference. Instead, he hurriedly gave a few instructions to the thugs and disappeared from sight.

"Is Mr. Rick in trouble?" the hungry Kolya asked, biting her fingers. They walked far away and came back late. Fortunately, Thales had a good relationship with Pearson, the thug who delivered the food, and they often bribed him.

After receiving a small gift, the latter agreed to leave food for them.

"Maybe it's Quaid, that guy is the most troublesome." Kellett said, his stomach growling.

Hearing this name, Ned and Ryan both shuddered.

"Boys, there is no food tonight." The six children entered the deserted dining courtyard. When they saw them from a distance, Pearson, who was responsible for the meal, waved his hand.

"Don't look at me, there's nothing I can do." Faced with the angry but somewhat lacking confidence of the six children, Pearson just shook his head indifferently, "Rick gave an order to go to bed early tonight, and the schedule will be the same.

Earlier."

In the end, Thales negotiated hard and used the statue of the bright moon as a price to get four and a half black bread and half a bowl of black pineapple from Pearson, which he had planned to cut off and leave for his two hounds.

"Both Rick and Quaid have been a little nervous lately." When the other five children had eaten, Pearson revealed a piece of news to Thales before leaving. "Quaid's temper has been getting worse and worse recently.

He's been cursing "baldhead" all day long - but that's what he's like - but Rick has become very strange, especially in the past two days. People in the headquarters said, "

Having said this, Pearson looked around and whispered in Thales' ear: "He is haunted by a ghost."

Thales looked at Pearson walking away, took a bite of black bread that was usually unpalatable, but became especially delicious when he was hungry, and thought silently.

I don’t know what happened to Rick to make him hit a ghost.

But what made Quaid's temper worse and worse? Thales swallowed a mouthful of bread, and it seemed that he had to keep a low profile recently.

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Rick became nervous again.

In the past two days, he had always thought that there was something wrong with his superpower.

It wasn't until this morning, when he prepared supplies for the next batch of beggars and opened the roster, that he truly confirmed that his powers were correct.

Rick is a very ambitious person. And he believes that to realize his ambition, he must start with small things, such as some careful daily habits, such as never writing down his itinerary and plans on paper, such as in drawers and boxes.

In important documents and documents, he would put a few hairs in an inconspicuous place to prevent others from stealing and peeking. For example, he never hid money in one place, etc. He had always been proud of his caution and thought that

One day such caution will be duly rewarded.

For example now.

Rick opened the list of beggars.

On the roster, the hair on every page is in the same position.
To be continued...