Blood of Mercury

Roland wrapped himself tightly in the black robe, looked at the sky, and stepped a little faster.

When he was walking to a certain intersection, he quietly pulled out his hand from his sleeve.

I saw that the letter of introduction held in his left hand was hidden, and a yellowish note was tightly sandwiched between his left ring finger and little finger.

"Oh, that idiot Farina."

Roland sneered, showing a happy expression.

Indeed, even if the box had been activated by Roland in Baita language, under the care of Farina's guards from beginning to end, Roland had no time to say the order to take out the contents of the box. But there was only one time when Roland was able to read the password in a fair and open manner.

That's when he was about to hand the box to Farina.

The moment he said the password, he quickly pulled out the note with the ring and little fingers of his right hand holding the box, then let go and threw it into his sleeve.

Then he handed out the black box-because Farina was a little taller than Roland, he had to raise his hand. With that, the note slipped deep into the sleeve.

When Farina's attention turned to the box, Roland, under the cover of holding the letter of introduction held in his left hand, gently clamped the slip of paper that naturally slipped from his right sleeve with the little finger of his left hand.

At the same time, although Farina knew the secret order, she didn't know that it was encrypted by Baita's secret language, and she didn't even know how to say "Instruction: Open the secret layer" in Baita's secret language.

Before she found out all this, Roland must have left here. As Farina, she did not dare to leave Ram Town easily.

... What's more, once she leaves her home court, whether Farina can still threaten Roland is a question.

Roland can make a group of Ashes look blind in front of him, and he can make Farina blind as well.

Filled with relief, Roland gently unfolded the yellowish note in front of him.

"...Are you kidding me?"

The short line made Roland feel like he was being tricked.

I saw half a sentence written in Baita secret language on it—

"The crown of thorns, the bird of omen. You need to use mercury as blood—"

At this point, the whole sentence came to an abrupt end.

It is clear. Because Baita Secret Language has no punctuation marks, Roland didn't even have to analyze the semantics. In terms of grammar alone, he could see that the last sentence was definitely not finished.

Maybe it was because of scruples, or maybe the person he wanted to inform only needed this half sentence to understand what he wanted to say.

But no matter how Roland racked his brains to search for his memory, he couldn't remember any information related to these two sentences.

"...Damn, I'm not good at solving puzzles."

Standing there and thinking about it for about two minutes, Roland couldn't think of what this sentence meant at all.

No, in other words, what he thought of should be completely unrelated to the correct answer.

Speaking of the crown of thorns, Roland immediately thought of when **** was crucified, a circle-shaped crown made of thorns full of thorns was put on his head.

And the bird of bad omen—the impression used to refer to the crow, is the same whether it is the earth or the Farns world.

Just as Roland was struggling to solve the puzzle, he seemed to remember something, raised his head suddenly, and opened the system prompt that was closed because it was blocking his sight—

Sure enough, at the bottom of the line of system prompts that kept flowing down like a screen, Roland saw the important information that appeared three times in a row:

[You got the relevant information about the long-sleeping mentor]

【You got the relevant information about the death crow】

[You got the relevant information about the death crow's job change]

Roland's eyes flashed.

He knows what it is!

If he expected it right, the meaning of this thing's existence is to a large extent just to give him a hint.

This kind of thing is called "contact". When Roland got this note, it was like having a "contact with the long-sleeping mentor". If he doesn't have this thing, I'm afraid he will try to inject mercury into himself in some special places when his perception breaks through 18 o'clock, and try to contact the long-sleeping mentor - this is why Roland needs to peak his peak perception to 18 o'clock.

But after he came into contact with the long-sleeping mentor, as long as his resident perception reached ten points, he could hear the long-sleeping mentor's whispers at some point.

After hearing the whisper, Roland was naturally able to receive the job transfer task.

Roland's eyes flickered. After a little thought, he decided to keep the note.

Although he has completed the contact through it, Roland has not solved the above riddle.

His intuition told him that the puzzle was very simple. It's just that I haven't found the trick to it.

"...If I were to be my elder sister, I would undo it the moment I got the note."

Roland rubbed his temples, which were a little painful due to the danger just now and his own thoughts, and muttered in a low voice.

That was the true genius that Roland looked up to his whole life since he was a child.

Unlike himself, who can only use clever tricks and tricks, Roland's sister is the kind of person who is truly different from mortals.

If it was not me but my sister who passed through, I am afraid that the world would have been calmed down in the true sense hundreds of years ago.

No, if you think about it carefully, my sister may not be able to change everything.

She's too kind - or rather, she's too weak. Completely opposite to Roland.

If you let her come here, I'm afraid the final result is to be betrayed and die. Roland believes that in this world, which will become more and more chaotic, all wars can never be stopped by love and wisdom, but by faith and violence, iron and blood, slaughter and peace based on justice.

"...Why do you think of my sister?"

Roland shook his head, dispelling the familiar and long-awaited face from his mind.

Then, his eyes became firm again.

Absolutely can do it.

Absolutely can do it.

Repeating this sentence in his heart, Roland's expression became calm again.

He put the note close to his body, and then quickly walked back to the hotel where Markan and his party stayed.

Because Roland didn't delay even a little time. Not even half an hour had passed since he left the hotel.

As if nothing had happened, Roland walked back in the absolute silence created by his past.

As soon as he walked to the door, Roland saw the dense beads of sweat all over his body due to the morning exercise, and he was about to scrub Macon.

So Roland moved his eyes and raised his hand to say hello to him.

"Mackon, good morning."

"Good morning…"

Markan lowered his head and saw Roland walking from outside, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"So early, where have you been?"

"I went to exchange information with the Druid, the guardian of this town." Roland's tone was very calm.

As he said that, he took a glance at the guest room: "...after all, if we don't say hello in advance, their situation will be very dangerous when we leave."

Hearing what Roland said, Markan's pupils shrank instantly: "How do you know..."

"Okay, stop pretending. Didn't General Marnos tell you that Duide knows everything?"

Roland's tone unknowingly filled with a little amusing.

"…Too."

Markan's stern face also loosened slightly, as if he wanted to make a smile.

Seemingly aware of the frivolity of his expression at the moment, Markan raised his face again: "Then Lord Roland, do you want to report back to the headquarters with me?"

"'I'?"

Roland noticed something keenly, and frowned in confusion.

"Yes, 'I'," Macken said solemnly, "Kluveen has another mission. He needs to go to the south...that place."

"It's the city of wealth."

Roland was stunned.

Unlike Kluvien, who came north from Fararo, the Caral people who were born and raised were actually a little shy about that place.

That level is probably the same as the people on earth who talk about the Great Sword in the bus.

"...That's right. It's not convenient for me to go to that place, and it's easy to be seen as a spy sent from another place. But Kluveen is different."

After hesitating for a long time, Markan said dryly: "...Actually, Kluveen was originally from the City of Fortune. It was only after being saved by General Marnos that he decided to join Caral's army. I I knew him before and after that."

"No wonder..."

Roland was suddenly enlightened.

At this time, the most important thing is not to bluntly repeat what the other party said. That is the most recognizable characteristic of a liar. For example, if Roland said something like "So he is from the City of Wealth", it would be like telling Markan directly what he was hiding.

Although Macken was not from the City of Wealth before, he was an assassin after all, and he did work with blood on his fingers. If he didn't understand anything, he wouldn't be able to live to the bronze level.

Anyone who leaves the Assassin Organization will be hunted down by the organization in order to ensure that their secrets are not lost. But as soon as Macken entered the Caral army, the people in that organization were afraid to take revenge, and it was definitely not a big organization. At most, it only occupies a city.

People of that kind of small organization are not like the Absolute Law and the Silver Moon Thorn, the large assassin organizations are quiet and quiet, and the new assassins' skills have been honed to the black iron rank before they are released.

He has accepted various killing tasks since he was a 12- or 13-year-old official who did not know any superhuman strength, and he can still live fully to the age of 40. The experience brought by this age can even make him Assassinate silver-ranked enemies by leaps and bounds.

Just like Marco in the beginning. With Marco's perception attribute, combined with his natural perception, he could feel the murderous aura behind him only the moment Maken made his move.

And Markan even counts Marco's evasion. Therefore, the first attack target chosen by UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is not the neck, which is easy to lose the target. And a lot of weaknesses. The sword didn't touch any bones, but it shattered Marco's liver and kidneys. If Marco hadn't used the ashes to forcibly stop the bleeding and burned Macon, he would have completed the assassination of Marco in less than two seconds.

But the more mature he is, the more old he is, the more he thinks in his heart.

Roland's existence must not be exposed. Because of this time period, it is absolutely impossible for the druids of Kalar to appear in the Dark Scar. It can be said that his existence will be exposed when Markan reports to his superiors.

But if Roland directly told him "don't tell your superiors about me" or something, Macken would doubt Roland instead.

That is to say, Roland needs to let Macken hide his affairs about Roland.

It's not difficult.

Even just one sentence is enough.

After saying the last sentence, Roland paused obviously. That obvious turned into a doubt in Markan's eyes.

But then, Roland's abyss-like dark eyes calmed down. Macken unconsciously turned more attention to the past.

"Markan, I can see that you seem confident on the outside, but you have a restless side on the inside. You usually belong to different people on different occasions," Roland's voice softened. Be slow and rhythmic, "You know what you want, but you always think you have no chance of getting it, so you keep stagnating."

Markan's eyes widened instantly.

But before he could react, Roland walked straight into the hotel. ;