The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"You're always like this." The pupils shrank slightly, and Montana didn't answer Belgar's question.

"What did you talk about in the meeting just now?" Belgar didn't care, and asked casually.

"You know, I can't tell," Montana replied.

"If you don't tell me, I can guess it. It has something to do with tomorrow's celebration day. Those guys are planning to plot secretly again?"

Montana opened her eyes slightly, she really couldn't figure out how Belgar guessed all this.

"Looking at your expression, I must have guessed right." Belga smiled, "Time flies, we have only been in Abetus for a few months, and you have entered the fifth level and integrated into the church core of power."

"I wouldn't be able to get to this day without you." Montana replied tentatively.

"Without you, I wouldn't be able to get to this day." Belga smiled, and then suddenly changed the topic, "So would you like to do me a favor?"

Her breathing was slightly stagnant, and before Montana could respond, Belga continued: "You keep a secret for me, and I will keep a secret for you."

"What secret can I have?" Montana asked subconsciously.

"Do you have to tell me?" Berga said with a smile, "That little lover of yours, that Mr. Henrik..."

"That was just an attempt. Now that the situation has changed, I haven't contacted him for a long time." Without further entanglement with this topic, Montana continued: "Tell me, Berga, what do you want me to do for you? "

"Tomorrow's celebration day, I want to stay in the Radiant Cathedral."

"What are you going to do?" Montana frowned.

"Do not ask."

"Okay." Montana nodded, "I'll find a way to keep you here."

"Great!" Bella danced excitedly when she heard Montana's answer, she took a step forward and hugged Montana in her arms.

"Don't be like this..." Montana was not used to this kind of intimate physical contact, but at this moment, Belga approached her ear and quickly said: "I will keep a secret for you ..."

"You and your Sigmund!"

The expression on her face suddenly froze. Although Montana instantly restored herself to normal through her powerful spirit, her heart was already in a mess.

"Isn't it strange, why would I know?" Belgar continued with a smile.

"Don't forget, I was the one who told you about the method of using breath to find people. Recently, I used a little trick to successfully improve my sense of smell by several levels."

"What are you talking about?" Montana pushed Belgar away with a tense face, "Sigmund was my former friend, and he has passed away."

"I understand." Belga smiled without saying a word, then stood up, "This is a secret between us."

Watching Belga leave the room, Montana breathed a sigh of relief, and stayed alone for a while before she got up and got out of bed, came to the desk, and carefully took out a pen from the inner pocket.

Lover's pen.

In order to make it easier for Montana to find him at critical moments, Sigmund thought of many ways to deliver the pen to Montana silently.

Montana took out the pen and drew a few times on the paper casually.

After sitting quietly for a while, he put away the pen and propped his chin with one hand, then his consciousness sank and he entered a shallow dream.

When she opened her eyes, Montana saw Sigmund appearing in her dream.

"What's so urgent?"

"I got the name of the Bloodborn, and they said that the king is fake..." Then Montana repeated everything exchanged in the meeting to Sigmund.

"It's still here." Ever since he first learned about the king's identity from the Duke, Sigmund realized that one day, the Oracle Church would address this loophole.

"I see." Sigmund nodded, and carefully wrote down the list provided by Montana. In the list, he saw Edward's name, which gave him a lot of confidence in the authenticity of the list.

"There is one more thing about Belgar. She seems to have recognized your identity." Montana briefly talked about what happened, and also mentioned Belgar's weird request.

Ever since he knew Belgar's true identity, Sigmund knew that his identity would be seen through by the other party one day.

In Liam City, Bellegarde at that time could actually tell a person's mood based on the breath on his body. People like this who are extremely sensitive to breath will never forget it once they smell it.

However, it seems that she has changed to a new body, and her sensory abilities are greatly restricted.

"Don't worry." Sigmund comforted him. He knew that Belgar's goal was the Oracle Church. That guy wanted to stay there on the day of the celebration when most of the church's senior officials left the church. There are secret activities going on in the church.

And this is what Sigmund is happy to see.

At this time, he briefly introduced Belgar's identity to Mona.

"Bellegarde? The blasphemer? The creator of the Crossroads tragedy!"

"It turned out to be her!?" Montana looked surprised.

"Don't worry about her, you continue to ask for news over there, I will go to the Duke to discuss tomorrow's celebration." Sigmund said.

"Tomorrow's duel... the weapon Dario got is very dangerous." Montana looked worried, "You must be careful."

"He has no chance." Sigmund looked confident, and then explained a few more words before leaving Montana's dream.

Opening his eyes, he rushed to the Duke's mansion immediately, and directly declared his intention after seeing Dressel.

"They chose a good time." Duke Dressel said calmly.

"Montana has just entered the power core of the church and is only in charge of a certain part of the plan. I don't know how they plan to expose the identity of the king, but according to the information they revealed at the meeting, Dario's challenge to me is An important part of the plan." Sigmund analyzed.

"Daario will suddenly attack and kill me with a fatal attack. At this time, you will definitely block it, and the Pope of Radiance will be responsible for stopping you. In their plan, this time was delayed. At that time I should have been a dead man."

"If I die in the duel on the celebration day, the scene will definitely become chaotic, and this is their chance to get close to the king. The rest is to expose the king's identity."

"Teacher, what shall we do tomorrow?" Sigmund asked.

"Your plan remains the same, and I'll just leave the rest to you." Duke Dressel didn't have any urgency on his face.

"Aren't you worried? Are you not worried that they will expose the identity of the king and help Prince Philip ascend the throne?"

"It doesn't matter." The Duke smiled and glanced at Sigmund. "I am going to directly announce that Charlotte will be the first queen of Elam on tomorrow's celebration day."

"Charlotte, Queen?" Sigmund's eyes widened, "The Oracle Church will not allow such a thing to happen."

"They will agree." Duke Dressel looked determined.

"Because they have no choice."