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"What about the Rose and the Knights of the Rose? Is it necessary to let them know some of the information?" said a person next to him. "The pre-war filing that was passed not long ago may give us a little relief. The situation in the empire has changed again. In Qila'an Regarding the matter of the Di family, I think some people have been silent until now, and it’s time to express their opinions. We provide them with a large amount of resources and privileges every year, not without asking for anything in return. It’s just that their current stance is indeed too vague. To be precise, it disappointed many people.”

The middle-aged man never showed any expression from the beginning. When the person next to him finished speaking, he continued: "Of course, I feel the same. But the time is not right. Wait until the Holy Emperor Hall and several other families After our attitude is clear, it will not be too late to discuss this matter again."

"In the next period of time, everyone's leisure life will be gone. If there is no particularly important matter, it is best for everyone here not to leave the area of ​​​​Manoma. The assessment of the knight squire will be held in a few months, and I don't want to When the meeting is held, there will still be extra vacancies here within the set time! If so, I think it would be a good choice to let it continue to be empty."

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"Master Hai, the matter should be settled." Lyle put away his umbrella, put it on the umbrella stand, and said to Hai in front of him, "The matter was reported to the regional empire management agency, and it took a lot of time."

"Don't blame yourself." Hai put down the file information in his hand, glanced at Lyle, and said with comfort, "What do you think the result will be? You lead the team to deal with it, I have great confidence."

"Thank you, Master Hai, for the compliment. There won't be any big problem. It was night when the two parties met, and it was very easy to forge some photos. And when we arrived at the industrial city, according to Master Hai's instructions, we had already prepared the relevant documents. We also used money to temporarily replace the clothes, weapons and ammunition with the same equipment. Coupled with the cooperation of Miss Iyeta, it should be impossible to find our traces. It’s just..."

"It's just that no matter how we pretend to deepen the conflict between Adelaide and Ye Jielin, they will still be worried about me?" Hai finished the next words for Lyle, "In fact, there is no need to worry. Some things, as long as We haven’t seen the real sunshine. Or to put it another way, as long as the truth lies deep in the shadows, then there will definitely be infinite possibilities for what will happen in the future.”

Lyle nodded in agreement: "The results over at Sotagang are as you predicted, Master Hai. We have lost all the goods and his people. Compared with the middlemen who have been walking in the dark world for more than ten years, the work of Stylistically, we do still need to learn a lot to narrow the gap between the two."

"There is another important thing. According to the information you provided, Master Hai, I sent a team to go there and check it out. There are traces of fighting, photos and corresponding analysis drawings. Master Hai should have received them in advance, right?"

Hai nodded, with a smile on his face. The only effect was not to make people feel peaceful, but to make Lyle feel that the surrounding air had become colder.

"I'm sorry, there is still no obvious progress in the matter of Master Li until now. It is indeed Kara's destination after returning to Manoma, but it has not been of good help in investigating Kara's current traces. .”

"I said, don't blame yourself." Hai shook his head slightly, "There are many gaps in the relevant information. Even if the family members who went to Avalon saw people who shouldn't be alive, they still want to know who they are in the entire empire. It is impossible to find her current location. If gods really exist, I think we are not the one who will be favored."

"Recently, I re-read the previous information." Lyle leaned forward slightly and listened to Hai's words.

"Now I want to hear your judgment, Lyle." Hai said, "Do you think there will still be a clear connection between Mr. Cassia and Carla after that incident is over?"

Lyle's eyes were fixed on the files beside Hai, with a thoughtful look on his face. He hasn't yet made it clear what he really wants to express.

"Is there an ongoing connection between Mr. Cassia and Kara? Or is Kara in charge of the forces that Mr. Cassia established in the dark world? We have been investigating, but regarding Mr. Cassia, we are currently The information we have is still insufficient. His caution means that until now, we still have no idea how the force he formed has developed."

Hai shook his head and looked at the information on the desktop again: "I'm wondering if Mr. Cassia is in the same situation as us. He also knows that Kara is still alive, but he also doesn't know where Kara is now. Maybe he has received treatment from Kara , after leaving Avalon, the connection between them has been completely severed."

"Perhaps...it's possible."

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"Finally back to school." Looking at the school filled with lights in front of her, Shaco felt relieved for no reason. She had been away for nearly a month. Although she was very interested in exploring ancient cultural relics, such a life was a bit too intense for her. With the tiredness on his body, Shake returned to his room. The first thing he did was throw away the things he was carrying and threw himself directly on the small bed.

The warm and fresh smell catalyzed the sleepiness in her body. When she suddenly woke up from sleep, the movement around her had completely disappeared. There was only the friction sound of air flowing rapidly in the air circulation system pipes from time to time, which made her judge that the time was still moving minute by minute.

Blinking her eyes hard, Shaco then rubbed her forehead to get rid of the pain caused by sleep. The bronze clock on the wall showed that it was 11:30 pm. When she walked to the desk and poured water to drink, she discovered a large stack of notices clamped on the wall.

The cold water made her tremble unconsciously. She reached out and took the stack of notices in her hand, flipping through the bottom page. Most of it is about Grandpa Doolittle. The only communication method Shake gave her grandfather was the school address. There were so many communication requests within a month. After the school could not contact Shake internally, it could only inform her in the form of a notice.

There was a strong sour feeling in her eyes. Shake didn't know how to describe her current mood. In the end, she could only sigh. It has been several months since I entered the school, and the initial novelty and excitement of sneaking out of home and coming to Manoma alone has long since disappeared. Maybe the actual situation was different from what Shaco imagined, but she did experience something different.

A stack of notifications was quickly read through. The latest notification was from an hour ago, which was when Shaco fell asleep after returning. That was a notice from the school about the new students who were late for the party after returning from their first field trip.

It was full of template notices, and it was with great difficulty that Shake extracted information that was useful to her. There was an exchange party among freshmen on Sunday night, and everyone in her own field of ancient cultural relics and history research was required to attend.

"What a troublesome thing." Shaco lay on the bed, tiredness and sleepiness disappearing together. "In most of the night, I can read a hundred or two hundred pages of history books."