Fun people from Blue Star

The country of Inrodo is very special.

Although many countries are rogue, aggressive, and even aggressive, people know their own virtues.

But Inrodo didn't know that.

People in this country never think there is anything wrong with what they do.

Like it is now.

"Fair?" Hardy laughed and asked, "Why should I give you fairness?"

The envoy said matter-of-factly: "We are both human beings. If you are so good to the elves, then of course you have to treat us better. And we only need you to accept 300% of the people, and even 30% of the elves." Not even one of them.”

Hardy couldn't understand the other party's thoughts.

If you have a clear head, you won't be like this.

Talking to this kind of person is a waste of time.

Hadi sighed softly: "If this is what you think in the Inrodo Kingdom, then please leave."

The messenger looked at Hadi in shock: "It's simply unbelievable. You would rather help some foreign races than help us high-level people who are favored by the gods?"

"Send guests off." Hardy waved his hand helplessly.

He regretted meeting this envoy from Inrodo.

Several armored guards walked in.

"You will regret it." The messenger pointed at Hadi's face and roared: "You will lose our friendship with Inrodo, you will lose the favor of the gods, and you will lose everything."

Hardy sounded unhappy and was about to speak.

An acquaintance walked in outside.

"Palm Mouth." Petola said coldly.

Several guards immediately held down the messenger and slapped him in the face.

These guards were all wearing iron gloves... and they slapped each other with their bows from left and right, and the opponent's face was obviously bruised and swollen.

Two teeth came out of his mouth.

These guards are all Hadi's crazy supporters, the first batch of veteran warriors who followed Hadi.

Hardy gave them a good life and honor.

Someone dares to curse Hardy, which makes people even more angry than cursing them.

"Throw him into the prison again and lock him up for a few days." Petola said angrily.

Several guards dragged the messenger away.

"Why do you need to be acquainted with such a person?" Hardy comforted the panting Petola: "It's not good to be angry with yourself."

"He actually dared to scold you. It would be a mercy if I didn't kill him."

Hardy smiled, hugged Petola and went upstairs.

This matter was not a big deal originally, but it was more complicated than Hardy imagined.

On the fourth day...the messenger from Inrodo died.

Hardy went to see the scene himself.

Prisons are generally dirty. Hardy's place is a little better and more humane, but it's not so good.

Because generally those who go to prison are guilty people, and they deserve such a dirty environment.

Hardy's group of player officials are quite conscientious in terms of management.

There will not be a large number of unjust and wrongful convictions.

"Six flying knives hit me in the back, and my body was cut almost into a grid shape. It looked like an act of venting anger..." Hardy clicked his tongue: "There are no witnesses. It seems that this thing was stuck on my crotch." Now, if it’s not shit, it has to be shit.”

Several jailers around looked ashamed.

Sophie walked around inside and said: "It was made by an expert. The hands and feet are very clean. There is no smell left. He first used magic to stun the jailer, and then did it deliberately, just to give people the impression that we did it." Illusion.”

Hardy nodded, then smiled.

"Hardy, do you have an idea?" Sophie asked.

"That must have been done by a mason." Hardy laughed: "They want to frame me and make me fight with Inrodo Kingdom."

"Why?"

"It has to be them." Hardy smiled coldly.

Sophie mused.

Hardy asked: "Where is Egwene?"

"In the Chamber of Commerce, I help you manage foreign trade matters."

"Then I'll go find her."

Sophie thought for a while and said, "Are you planning to take action against the Masons?"

Hardy said as he walked: "Yes, now that Gustav has returned to the Netherlands, it is estimated that operations will begin soon, and it is time for us to start too."

"Do you need me to take the Silver Moon Witch team into action?"

Hardy shook his head: "No, at this time, we should act openly and tell the world that the mason and I will have a deadly feud."

Sophie would not refute Hardy's opinion. It would be better to say...she thinks this murderous Hardy is so handsome.

Hardy rode his horse and soon arrived at the Chamber of Commerce.

When Ewen heard Hardy coming, she trotted downstairs and threw herself into the boy's arms.

"Hardy, you finally came to see me."

"Didn't you come here three days ago?"

Yiwen said with a smile: "The elves say that every day is like a year, that's what it means."

There were many workers from the Chamber of Commerce passing around, but they all pretended not to see the two people being intimate.

Hardy kissed her forehead, and then said: "I need accurate information about the members of the Masonic Society, preferably from France. The more important the identity, the better."

Yiwen's eyes widened, and then she said seriously: "Follow me."

Soon, the two of them arrived in the study room on the third floor.

Yiwen took out a list from a locked cabinet.

She handed it to Hadi: "This is the intelligence our family and I have recently collected."

Hardy put it away and then said, "I'll come back to you in a few days."

"I understand."

Yiwen reluctantly stood at the door of the Chamber of Commerce and waved.

Hardy rode his horse and did not go back directly to the Lord's Mansion. Instead, he came to Angel Mo Tavern and handed this information into the hands of the bartender.

"Help me review the people inside. I'll need the exact information in three days."

Hardy will not put all his intelligence resources on Ewen. In addition to the Silver Moon Witch team, which also collects intelligence part-time, he also has an intelligence line in the tavern.

Then he returned to the Lord's Mansion.

Three days later, Hardy got the information reviewed by the tavern.

The name at the top of the list looked familiar to Hardy.

"Friedaman Sapiro!" Petola stuck to Hardy's side and whispered: "It's our neighbor in the northeast. The surname Sapiro... I heard it among the Semites in the devil world. Pass."

"Then they should be people from the Stonemasons." Hardy laughed: "Send troops, I will go to Sapiro in two days."

Petola asked: "What's the reason?"

"Collude with demons, betray humans, betray France! This should be enough."

Petola chuckled and said: "It is indeed enough. But if you do this, the whole France may be afraid of you. Even... Queen Sissi will be afraid of you."

Hardy was silent for a while and said: "There are some things that need to be chosen. Besides, she should trust me." (End of Chapter)