"Elector!
I understand, shall we restart that plan?
Shadi quickly grabbed the Emperor’s daughter and instantly refined her.
Cold winds blew in Aran Imperial City, and Chunqiu Cicadas chirped as the young man returned.
Tears in the rear palace at Heaven Port, the yellow-haired moves north, chasing demons.
In Foot Bath City, a myriad of immortals’ legs, love succumbs to the cold and hot water.
Destined by fate but dood to fail, the warm-hearted man regrets, but I do not."
Rein imdiately started reciting poetry, believing it was the only way for Black Sail to crush Aran, and let’s be honest, the GDP there in the East Sea was not even a tenth of Duguli’s.
Not even on the sa level of power.
But since the other mbers of Black Sail were not around, there was no one qualified to ridicule, he had to turn to the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings of Digital Monsters.
"What’s this about the Nine-Turn Yellow Hair Gu, how... how could this be, Shadi’s looks, how could he end up like this? Fortunately, he maid his own face with a knife, not so handso now."
Ben sighed with relief, indeed, with Shadi’s looks, he was an entity to be wary of.
"Just a drizzle, Mika’s costic dical skills can rejuvenate with finesse, if not, just get a tattoo like redith to cover it up, isn’t this the epito of an Enchanting Demon?"
Rein was nonchalant, to be honest, after all these years he had never seen anyone more handso than Shadi, outrageously so.
"Shadi maid himself with a knife?"
Liszt was shocked.
Rein pointed to the woman beside Liszt, unaware of what substance she was made of.
"No worries."
Liszt let him continue as long as he avoided ntioning so critical confidential matters.
Rein thought for a mont, damn it, he occupied himself carefree, Liszt in Aran is a Netherworld Person, this noble lady dares to protect him, truly drugged, he can be trusted, then explained the ins and outs to Liszt.
Liszt was silent for a long ti, given the Thief Guild’s Netherworld Envoy’s thods, they were imperceptible, but even the Thief Guild didn’t know where their headquarters was, Diaz was even harder to find, too damn muddy.
Ultimately, how to eliminate it to prevent future troubles, otherwise, more such forced situations will occur.
"You said before, the headquarters of the Thief Guild’s intelligence network is in Nora Island, White Port, Silver Tree Street, right?"
Liszt asked Ben, from what he had heard during previous tortures.
"That’s right, all of Diaz’s letters bear the postmark from there, but it’s certain Diaz mailed them to that location and then handed them off to the high ranks of the guild."
Ben surveyed Isis’s bodyguard, appearing capable, but far from matching the people on Black Sail’s side.
That battle a few months ago, it could be said to have involved the highest intensity in the world, only the Divine participated.
"I’ve also reported Haywood’s defection back to Heaven Port, Fen will handle the subsequent matters."
Swan spoke calmly.
Liszt hesitated, the forr rules of the Eleven-man Group of Black Sail were such that they could bypass him and start the assassinaton directly.
A Demon God, it sounded too far-fetched.
"I understand," Liszt paused for a mont, "Last year, you boarded the ship with the item because you trusted Fen, I don’t know why you left the Thief Guild, but it definitely wasn’t for the stolen item, otherwise you wouldn’t have handed it over. If you intend to strike against the Thief Guild, you can hand it over to your specialist to manage, don’t worry about anything else, to solve this plague, funds are no concern, I will push forward fully on my own."
Swan’s eyes narrowed, Liszt certainly knew that he was one of Fen’s trusted, he tasted so underlying notes.
"Is it until... Diaz is eliminated?"
"Of course."
"Having your word is enough, the elector was probably joking. Now, it seems there is no way to deal with the Netherworld Envoy; if it really cos to full execution, I myself... will participate in the Continent Martial Arts Competition, employ all I’ve learned in my life, and kill that person."
Swan said coldly.
Everyone present inhaled sharply; indeed, those who are usually quiet and appear dull are the fiercest.
Liszt was also stunned; he knew Swan was ruthless. A non-ruthless person wouldn’t dare to steal from Diaz. This person was usually calm, but when his temper flared up, he was utterly fierce. Last year, he almost drank himself to death with Ox.
Liszt knew Swan’s capabilities; he was more than enough to deal with any Tom, Dick, or Harry. His assassination skills were on par with individuals like Ben, but the Continent Martial Arts Competition was a direct combat affair—what level of freaks would he be dealing with there?
"Aweso, the final in the Imperial City is still a long way off, no rush, we need to plan carefully. Regarding the Thief Guild matter, I’ll definitely support you. We can’t delay things with Mulong; I will write another letter to Heaven Port, send so good hands over. We’ll stay another week in Duguli; I’m waiting for one more reply, and then we will go directly to Aran Imperial City."
Liszt pondered, thinking he might as well go himself.
That sack-headed guy also participated in the Continent Martial Arts Competition. He wondered what he was up to; he had once served a magician with supre strength, running errands for him. Was he now trying to get into the Royal Court?
The matter of Sharon was not just about himself.
The Eternal Sect marching into Mulong was undeniably terrible news.
"At this point, Brother Sha, who ’seconds heaven and earth,’ is in Mulong; there shouldn’t be any issues. Anyway, let’s enjoy Aran a bit longer."
Rein scanned the room with his eyes, then frantically pressed the service bell, summoning people to order so substantial dishes to replenish their strength.
Seeing Liszt’s non-committal attitude, Swan said no more. He truly had such determination, but Liszt’s words had also reassured him, now fulfilling his initial intention of boarding the ship.
"Damn, finally a couple of peaceful days."
Since the beginning of the year, Chuan Che hadn’t had many good days, constantly bossed around by Celeste. When he was free, he would boast about the snacks and fruits in his room, loving anything he could freeload.
Though Isis was a Great Noble and had seen and played with everything, a Hall-level adventurer... that was indeed rare! It represented the highest level of martial artists in the world today.
"So cool..."
Isis touched Saleret’s iron face but imdiately withdrew her hand.
Chuan Che was speechless; too naive and sweet, huh? This guy had watched over a tower for who knows how many years, purely lunatic, not surprising if his stress disorder chopped you up.
"Adventurer’s Guild, this multinational platform organization’s forr group leader, did you really kill his entire family? So cool!"
Isis’s eyes shone with stars, curious about such rebellious things.
"I was frad."
But the matter had already been concluded; Saleret’s family was now settled in Heaven Port, and he had no interest in vindicating himself.
"Why do you wear a mask?"
Isis kept asking, curious as a baby.
"Must be because he’s too ugly."
Ben, with a Sima’s face, thought his own appearance as a Shadow ssenger was far handsor than these brutes, who were all re strongn.
"If I don’t restrain my strength, these eyes would turn everyone in this hotel into ice sculptures."
Saleret spoke categorically.
Liszt knew Saleret was formidable, but he had never personally seen his skills; quite the badass, brother.
"Ha, I could blow up this hotel with one punch."
Chuan Che began a strange kind of male competition.
Isis touched the Arm Armor on Chuan Che’s hand again, her face filled with disbelief.
Chuan Che had relented, pleading for rcy; he and Saleret felt like they were being treated like monkeys in a zoo.
"Have you forgotten about sothing else important? Since you’re also waiting, why not get that task done first?"
redith reminded Liszt, referring to the task arranged by Dreya.
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