The Legend of Fatality

The Margaritas are a clever people, aggressive and successful in the war. They will soon have the land as vast and rich as they were in the heyday of the old empire; they can win the respect and fear of other countries. But the assumption they made—the agreement could be executed with a sword, and the threat of invasion or blockade might emphasize the role of negotiation—failed in the city of Billy.

They could send their troops to Sahagun, or they could send their ships to St. Louis, but when they needed to handle them smartly, they were in trouble. If Margarita is willing, it may conquer the rest of the world; it will still bow in front of Bill Barry.

Moradron has lived in Diamantri for a long time, and he has accepted the scars of his people's arrogance. Indulging your quirks, such as doing business in the bathhouse, is not expensive. The air inside is relatively cool, and the gorgeous wooden screen blocks the window, and occasionally the cedar fragrance can be blown in.

The sound echoed on the hard floors and walls. Somewhere in the common room, a man is singing, his voice ringing like a bell. Bai En and Ye Xiao walked into the dressing room, took off their robes, and took off their sandals. The cool air felt good on his bare skin. But Moradron's new hobby made him feel ridiculous.

Bai En took a glass of cold water from the huge granite fountain and walked through the public baths like other people, filled with men and women. They yelled at each other, splashed with water, and walked to the back room. Come to the corner belonging to Moradron, away from human voices and laughter.

"The city is getting hot," Moradron roared as soon as he entered the room. He was half submerged in the pool, and the pool water flapped against his chest. When Bai En first saw him, he was much thinner than he is now. His hair and beard are black. "It's like someone covering your face with a hot towel."

"Only in the summer," Bai En said, placing the sacrificial knife by the water and slipping in carefully. The rippling ripples swayed the paint tray and tea bowl floating on the water, but did not allow the liquid in it to splash out. "If you go further north, you will complain how cold it is throughout the winter."

"At least, it will change the rhythm of life." Moradron raised a red, crumpled hand from the water and pushed the tray in front of him. This tea is very fresh and flavored with mint. The water is cool.

"I can understand that some people like ... this kind of mutual exposure ... candid feelings." Bai En picked up a cup of tea and drank a little and said. "But I really don't like it. Just talk about business."

"The Ogborn people like to talk about business like this, which will make them feel at ease." Moradron replied with a smile. "Nothing is too important. There are intricate relationships between some weavers, dyers, and sailmakers. Some shipping businesses, ore and population transactions, etc. sign new agreements."

"You should send someone to Fatalin Island to talk to Amen Cannon or those responsible for these things." Ye Xiao said awkwardly by the pool. "Although it's not my business, sometimes you need to learn to delegate authority."

"Or tell your **** real purpose directly, instead of saying these farts." Bai En's words were more direct.

"Well, you are always so impatient, right?" Moradron smiled and said to Bai En, then got up and walked out of the bath, showing off his capital in front of Bai En without any obstruction. "Come on, come with me, we will go to another place that is not so comfortable."

At the northern end of the bath, there is a wooden bridge leading directly to a small fortress surrounded by the sea. It is long and tall and can be used by two people. There were four guards on the shore, and they all stood in a conspicuous place, and various weapons were clearly visible under the thin cloak. Bai En estimates that there are at least four dark whistle nearby, all within the effective range of the crossbow.

Moradron led the four men and walked towards the bridgehead while screaming. In fact, they all know each other, but the rules can't be accommodated, especially in this extraordinary period.

The oldest guard in this squad is slender and strong, with faded tattoos crawling all the way up from the neck to the temples through the cheeks. "Adult!" The old guy gave a salute when he saw Moradron, and then walked towards Bian Yeye Owl, reaching for Bian, trying to hold the opponent's left forearm. "Please cooperate."

Bai En directly knocked out the opponent's hand and stared at the guard's eyes with dangerous eyes. The guard stared back at the same time.

"You don't need to check them," Moradron waved. When he was finished, the guard returned to its original position.

"The guards here are tight," Bai En said while looking around. "It's just too obvious, a trap?"

"Well, but it is not qualified as a trap, and there are not many idiots." Moradron replied casually.

"That is to say, there are still idiots. These idiots are related to you bringing us over today?" Bai En continued to ask.

"There is no need to use this trick to listen to the news, you will know everything in a moment." Moradron gave no news this time.

Bai En and Ye Xiao looked at each other. He shook his head. There was too little news. He could not guess anything.

"Very well. For other reasons, you may not be able to let you pass." Moradron said after seeing that Bane no longer asked stupid questions. "Listen, I know that you have been appreciated by King Margarita. Maybe Amenkanon can make friends with him, but maybe you should be particularly relaxed today, right? There are many guards nearby, some I can see it, some ca n’t see it. It ’s as airtight as usual. My subordinates are asking a few guys to find out their recent whereabouts. "

"Challenge?"

"According to the gorgeous way that Hetari taught us. We have past friendships, but I probably have a lot of people arranged by others. After all, like you, I suddenly rise up and are easily jealous, do n’t you? Your behavior, do n’t make any small movements suddenly, okay? "

"Understood," Bai En said angrily, "Thank you for reminding me."

"No trouble. Crossbow arrows cost money. Used on you, it is too wasteful."

Moradron walked in front, followed by Bian and Night Owl, all his guards stayed at the bridgehead, and a group of people walked through a wooden yard of more than 100 yards. It leads directly to the little fortress, and the outer door is two oak doors reinforced with iron plates, on which magic is applied. There were two guards standing in front of the door, one male and one female, with dark circles clearly visible.

The woman saw them coming and knocked on the door four times. After a few seconds, the door opened inward. The female guard covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, leaning her back against the outer wall and pulling the hood of the waterproof cloak upward. Dark and thick clouds rolled from the north, and the heat of the sun gradually subsided.

"They don't seem to respect you very much," Bai En glanced at the woman and said to Moradron.

"I don't care much about whether they respect me. I care more about their ability." Moradron extended his hand and made an introductory gesture. "These two are four-paw and five-paw."

"It seems that your 'small organization' has grown." Bai En remembers the ten claws mentioned by the guy named Crow.

"Yes." Moradron said casually.

The reception hall in the fortress is almost four times the height of Bai En. The floor and walls are made of hard stones. The waterproof partition is hung with black and red woven carpets, and the side is embroidered with gold and silver threads. Claw octopus pattern.

Six heavily armed guards faced the three men, all with crossbows in their hands. These men and women wore leather wrists and tight leather jackets on silk jackets, which were also reinforced with thin steel straps, and a hard leather collar was erected around the neck. The living room of ordinary nobles will be decorated with bright lights and brocade clusters, but the walls of the fortress are hung with wicker crossbow arrows barrels and a series of swords.

"Relax," said a young woman standing behind the guards. UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com. "I know these two people are suspiciously dying, but I found no problem among them."

She wore men's trousers, the cuffs of the black silk loose top rolled like waves, and the ribbed combat leather armor that appeared on the outside seemed to be used not only to hold things. The woman came from between the guards, and the iron-toed boots stepped on the floor and made a clicking sound. There was a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, but she moved nervously behind ordinary black-framed glasses.

"I want to apologize to you for this kind of hospitality, my dear guys, I'm Natalie Porter." The woman said this to Bai En and Ye Xiao, and put her hand on Bai En's left shoulder ; She is less than two inches shorter than Bai En. "I know this place is terribly narrow, but we still have some good things here. I hope you like red wine and barbecue."

Before she put her hand on Bai En's shoulder, Bai En hid sharply.

"I don't like strangers touching me casually, especially in this environment." Bai En smiled on his face, but said in a threatening tone. "Hope doesn't disappoint this ... Ms. Natalie Porter."

"Of course, you can call me Nine Claws." Natalie Potter seemed to be ready to say something. A dull scream came from behind the gate leading to the inner hall of the fortress, followed by blurry interrogations-yelling, cursing, and then another scream.

Natalie Potter rubbed his temples, squeezed a few strands of black hair back, and sighed. "He is concentrating on a problem ... asking the stupid guys to confess completely. Both claws are with him."

The woman opened the door and signaled that three people could enter. The three passed a large and thick door, a short passageway, without guards, and empty. After the three entered, Natalie closed the hall door behind her.