Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

late at night.

Tonight's sky is only dotted with stars.

The galaxies and huge luminous stars that existed in the past have all disappeared.

Darker nights are rare.

It seems that something secret will happen tonight, just like this.

The Royal Capital of Southern Cross Island, in the Royal Palace in the center of the Royal Capital.

Outside a large and thick gate, there were many guards, coming and going on duty.

There are also knights patrolling around, and this seems to be the most important place in the entire palace.

Inside the gate.

It seems to be a relatively private living room. From the decoration and expensive decorations in the living room, it can be seen that this should be a place where extremely important people live.

Walking further inside, passing through a small door, a faint smell of blood came from inside.

The door leading outside was wide open, leading to a balcony connecting to the outside.

A tall, burly, serious man was standing on the balcony looking out with his straight body.

His face was calm and unsmiling.

He was holding a wine glass in his hand and was sipping it carefully.

In the other hand, there is a book in one hand.

The source of the bloody smell was in the center of the room behind him. A maid in maid uniform fell to the floor with a pale face.

Blood was leaking from her facial features, and it could be seen from her expression that she seemed to have suffered some kind of mental torture before her death.

"Oh my friend, we meet again." A slightly exaggerated voice came from behind Kriyar.

Facing the corpse behind him and the unfamiliar voice. Kriel was not panicked at all: "I don't think I am friends with a demon."

"Don't say that, of course we are friends, haven't we already met many times?

And how do you feel about the technology I'm giving you? "

"If you are friends after meeting a few times, then I have too many friends." Kriel said, without any intention of answering the latter sentence.

The demon with a hidden figure was not angry either, and waved slightly. The features of the corpse lying on the ground revealed a light green mist, which he inhaled into his nasal cavity, as if he was inhaling some addictive stimulant drug.

A knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that the mist is the soul of the poor maid.

The maid's exposed skin revealed faint red stripes.

"How have you considered my proposal before? I can help you realize your ambition, and you only need to cooperate with me.

I even gave you a small deposit to let you know that I have the ability to help you.

Your strength has just reached the fifth stage, and you may still be able to do whatever you want in such a desolate border. But as long as you go in a little bit, your strength is just a slightly bigger ant.

People there look at you like a country bumpkin. I believe you have already felt this humiliation in your heart.

Don't you want to repay this humiliation? Trample those foreign nobles who once looked down on you, those mortals who dared to despise you, and let them know who is truly powerful.

Just let me help you. For a small price, I can accelerate your ambition. Why not do it? "

Kriel turned to look at the hidden figure of the demon behind him.

Faced with the instigation of the devil, and the words that seemed to hit the depths of his heart. He remained expressionless, as if he didn't care.

"You say you are a demon, but what you seem to do is more like a demon. It is not at all like what an angry demon should do."

"Of course I am a devil. I thought you were not a racist. It's just that I am one of the few smart people among devils who can use their brains.

He won't be like those devils who always play tricks.

So I am cunning and violent, how about it, how do you think about it? "

"No, my answer is still rejection. I am not in the habit of making deals with the devil. I will rely on my own ability and strength to get what I want."

Hearing Kriel's words, the demon was not surprised or angry at all. He just chuckled a few times, as if his laughter contained contempt.

"I see you are quite comfortable using the power I gave you, you hypocritical mortal."

If you face this devil.

Kriel was unmoved, and it was obvious that he had become thick-skinned to a certain extent.

However, this demon still seemed to have a devilish demeanor, and he only stimulated him with a few words without actually committing any violent acts.

This is obviously different from his kind.

Standing up from the chair next to him, a small bell appeared in his hand.

Place the bell on the desk next to you.

"It's a pity that our cooperation didn't end happily, but I will give you a small gift.

Just like I gave you before, I am always so generous, especially to friends.

Of course, you can rest assured that this little gift does not pose any danger. It can just help you when you are in danger.

But my patience is limited. When you want to ring the bell, it means that you are willing to cooperate with me, so be careful. "

"Hahahaha, then I'll just wait for the good news." The devil smiled, bowed slightly, and disappeared into the air.

Looking at the place where the demon disappeared, Creel looked at the bell he placed on the table and picked up the bell.

After thinking for a while, I threw it into the drawer.

Turn around and look at the body of the maid lying on the floor.

"The transformation failed? It seems that it requires a powerful body. No, it is not necessarily because the male demon ate her soul that it failed.

Take your time. "

He comforted himself casually and waved gently.

A crack in space appeared under the corpse, and the carpet stained red with blood fell in.

As if nothing happened, he sat on the seat next to him, continued to drink the wine in his hand, and read the book in his hand.

…

At this time in a dark cabin.

Several dark figures wearing cloaks were gathering here, sitting around a circular table. The only light in the room was a few candles on the table.

At this time the door next to it opens.

Another figure in a cloak walked in, and through the wooden door, he could hear the patter of rain outside.

The figure who came in shook off the water stains on his body, and then simply took off his cloak and hung it next to him.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It was Balazs who spoke, and he sat down in an empty seat as he spoke.

Alka and Narmins, who had just arrived two days ago, were also sitting nearby.

"This time will be the last meeting before things are done, and the next meeting will be a celebration of death."

Alka said calmly.

The others nodded.

Except for the three persons in charge, Alka, the others still wore hoods, even though they knew that this layer of fabric could not bring them any concealment.

But it seems that such a thin layer of cloth can cover the emotions in their hearts and cast a layer of luck.

"Tell me your plan, Balazs."

Balazs, who just came in, nodded and said: "Kriel has many subordinates, and similarly, he also has many enemies.

The only good news is that the troublesome team he personally trained died with him on Border Island a few years ago. "

Hearing this, Alka couldn't help but recall.

What should be said is that when he first met Kriel, it was there that he formed a grudge with this man.

"If we want to kill Creel with the greatest possibility at the minimum cost, then we must try to reduce the number of guards around him.

Reduce the number of guards in the entire palace.

We need a way to gather more people. "

As he spoke, he turned to look at Narmings and asked, "Do you have any better opinions?"

“As a believer of the Holy Mother and a prince of this country, at least my identity as a prince has not been taken away yet.

So naturally, my return requires a grand ceremony for the Holy Mother. "

Narmings spoke his mind.

One of the hooded figures said: "Is this plan not feasible? We have believed in the White Mist Serpent since childhood. I have no intention of offending. But because your belief has been criticized by these civilians a long time ago, how is it possible? I will come to participate in this kind of festival again.”

"Distribute enough free food to start a dance party about the entire upper class in the name of individuals.

I know those nobles in the city very well. Even if they don't cooperate with me, they still have to come to this dance because I will issue an invitation as a prince. "

Narmings said, although most officials and nobles now know that he is a prince in name only.

But until now, he has not been stripped of this title. No one knew what Kriel was thinking, and no one dared to bet.

After all, Creel has no children until now, and there are few scandals with women.

The black figures wearing cloaks around them couldn't help but nodded. This reason was indeed reasonable and effective enough.

"Then I will cooperate with you and try to include as many nobles as possible, and at the same time, I will add more guards for this festival." Balazs said next to him.

"But Your Highness, you must clearly realize that if something goes wrong, you will also be in danger." A cloaked figure said.

Narmings nodded: "I am also a knight, and danger is always inevitable."

This side has been determined, Balazs turned to look at Alka: "Then the final and most important battle can only be left to you and your companions."

Alka nodded: "Don't worry."

This series of arrangements is mainly to reduce some of Alka's burden and reduce unexpected situations.

At the same time, it also reduces the losses caused to the entire country after the battle.

It would be best if only Creel dies, but this is obviously impossible.

Everyone knows Alka, a group of powerful people who are at the heart of this operation.

Everyone is preparing around them.

Similarly, Alka and the others also bear the most important responsibility and the most dangerous mission.

"On the day when the memorial ceremony begins, the battle will begin. At that time, I will personally meet you at the gate of the palace and lead you directly to Kriel." Balazs said.

Narmings also turned to look at Alka and said, "Thank you for what you did."

Alka looked at him: "No need to thank you, because this is not for you or others. It is for me and my companions.

We just have a common target of revenge. "

Everyone exchanged various details in this way until the complete exchange was completed. Then they each left the hut.

Alka, who returned to the ship, also told everyone the complete plan and asked everyone to prepare.

"Just put your research aside for the next few days, take a good rest and recharge your batteries.

The enemy is not stupid, we need to use our full strength. Alka said, looking at Simon with emphasis.

After watching Simon nodded, he withdrew his gaze.

Everything is waiting quietly for the day when the festival begins.

…

Everyone moves quickly.

"The prince is back? What kind of ceremony to thank the Virgin Mary is going to be held?" An old woman shopping for vegetables interjected and asked as she saw the boss and the others chatting.

"That's right, it should start soon."

"Holy Mother? I prefer to believe that the white mist snake in the dream can protect our peace." At this point, the old woman also made a praying gesture.

Looking at the old woman's movements, a young man next to him glanced at him and said lightly: "I haven't seen anyone guarding our peace in the past few years."

"Huh, that's just from the palace..." The old woman was a little angry when she heard this and wanted to refute something.

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by his husband who came with him.

Her husband glared at her in horror: "You want to kill us?"

The woman seemed to have come to her senses. She looked around in panic and nodded her head.

"Whether you go or not, we are going anyway. I heard there will be free food and wine to taste." The boss was cleaning up his stall and said casually.

While talking, he also made a prayer gesture that was full of loopholes.

"Thank you, Holy Mother." The tone was so casual.

"Free?"

"Of course it's free."

"Then let's go too."

"You're not saying you only believe in..."

"Okay, okay, long-winded. White Mist Serpent won't care about this. God can understand my true trust."

Looking at the two people who were leaving in a hurry, the boss smiled slightly.

Scenes like this are happening everywhere. In just one day, almost the whole city knew about the opening of the festival and the free food and drinks.

The free stuff attracted countless civilians, who were coming to pay their respects.

The recent depression makes them need a chance to relax.

At this time, an altar for worship had been set up outside the door of the Notre Dame Church.

The priest and the prince stood on the stage, getting ready.

On the high platform not far away and on the roofs of various pubs, you can see some wealthy people sitting leisurely and looking here.

"Why do you think our prince chose to come back at this time? Doesn't he want to die?"

"He is a saint of Our Lady. Unless he does anything extraordinary, no one will provoke him.

...it's not worth it. "

A slightly bald middle-aged man next to him drank the wine in his hand: "We just need to wait quietly for the development of the matter. It has nothing to do with us."

"It doesn't matter much?" A lady next to her chuckled, with a somewhat contemptuous expression: "When things get bigger and bigger, no one can stay out of it, so it's better to be prepared in advance."

After saying that, he picked up his skirt, stood up and left here.

As more people gathered, more guards were sent here. It can be seen that some of these guards are elite soldiers from the capital and the palace.

The main position they guard is not the prince on the stage or the members of the Holy Mother Church, but the area where various nobles sit and rest and watch.

In order to prevent these large gatherings of civilians from allowing some dangerous elements to fish in troubled waters and endanger the safety of these nobles.

More and more civilians are gathering here.

As the number of people increased, people who did not originally want to come looked around with curious eyes.

At this time, the entire palace was almost empty except for some servants and necessary guards.

Alkaji appeared on the street. There were not many people coming and going on the street at this time. Because most of them have already gathered around the festival.

Feeling the noise coming from far away, Alka and the others were not affected at all. Walking along the straight road towards the palace in the distance.

Soon we arrived below the palace.

Looking at the largest building complex in the entire royal capital, the gray stone towers are piled with tall spiers.

There are reliefs of Buddhist secrets on it, showing the dignity of this palace.

Gardens, fountains and artistic statues are dotted throughout.

Elite soldiers were guarding the low walls guarding the palace.

"Stranger, get out of here, this is not a place where you can set foot casually!"

The two soldiers at the gate immediately held their weapons in their hands, stared at Alka and the others warily and said.

Even though Alka and the others didn't come over at all, they were just watching the palace near the city wall.

"Friend, don't be so angry, I'm just curious about what this palace looks like." Jason spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Now you see it, get out of here!"

The soldier looked at Alka unceremoniously.

Jason shrugged: "I did see it. I can only say that it is a wild area on the border. The palace is not as well built as my grandma's cowshed in the countryside."

Facing this foul-mouthed soldier, Jason retorted unceremoniously.

"What? You damn..." The soldier was furious and was about to walk up with a weapon, but then his companion next to him stopped him.

"Don't cause trouble."

"You didn't hear him." Before he could finish his words, a figure walked out of the door.

It was Balazs.

"Distinguished guests, you are here. Mr. Kriel is already waiting for you."

Balazs put his status very low, bowed ceremoniously and said.

Seeing this behavior, the soldier who was angry just now widened his eyes. You can see the fear in his eyes. Turning to look at Alka and the others, he quickly lowered his head.

Alka nodded and walked directly in with a few people.

He walked past the soldiers silently without any communication.

It wasn't until Alka and others walked in that Balazs, who stayed at the end, turned his head and glanced at the soldier.

Feeling Balazs' gaze, the soldier's face was covered with sweat.

"I hope you will have good luck." Balazs said calmly and followed him in.

As soon as the few people left, the soldier immediately collapsed to the ground.

The colleague next to him looked at the soldier and sighed helplessly, waved to the soldiers on the wall and carried him away together.

I don't know when a faint pink mist has wrapped around the city wall and the soldiers everywhere.

As Alka moved around, it drifted away.

But these soldiers didn't seem to feel it at all and were still patrolling the city wall. Repeating his previous responsibilities countless times.

Numbness, stiffness, and wandering thoughts.

Alka and others walked smoothly through the winding palace.

Under the leadership of Balazs, we arrived at a huge gate.

There were also two soldiers at the door.

These two soldiers were wearing heavy armor, and their strength had reached three stages of perfection.

It has reached the limit of an ordinary person's strength.

Facing Balazs who was approaching, he paid no attention to him.

Facing these two soldiers, Alka turned directly to the people behind him and said: "Poloro, Xia Detti, Materissa. The three of you are with me, and the rest will stay outside."

Facing their exchange, the two soldiers seemed to be deaf and did not hear at all.

Alka passed by the two of them, opened the door directly, and walked in with a few people.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the two soldiers' vision went dark and they fell to the side, lost in thought.

From beginning to end, I didn’t understand everything.

At the same time, the soldiers outside were like dominoes one by one. He fell down everywhere, snoring in deep sleep.