Vol 5 Chapter 96

Qiyala was talking to herself, and Roman seemed to have finally recovered her emotions. She turned back and asked, "What are you talking about, Qiyala, that woman I know is a bad woman."

"That's for you and that guy," Qiyala grinned. "Although the imperial empire and his daughter are not ruled out, this possibility is very small, which can be seen from the woman's pride and paranoia. A daughter who is not beloved by his father, ca n’t do that step, hum! ”She snorted softly, apparently not having a good impression of the prime minister ’s money, but Roman had not asked where she had met that Prime Minister Qianjin, who quickly skipped the topic and stared at Pori. The anvil continued: "In my opinion, the greater possibility is that this guy is likely to be a traitor-"

Kiara stared at the poor Mr. Pori with a cat-like prey, and her beautiful eyes, like sapphire, were full of danger: "In other words, the prime minister of Nederwin is not necessarily the traitor, but This traitor is at least not far from the top of the Empire— "

Pori Anchor froze. He originally thought that the other party was just a temperamental wayward aristocratic lady. As long as he gave himself a breath, he would let himself go; and about the prime minister, he even said a word I do n’t dare to say that I thought I would be able to escape, but he did n’t expect that he was only half right. The young lady really did n’t like what she would say to her teammates, but she had something beyond her. He should be savvy. He didn't say a word, but the other person had already guessed it.

Pori Anvil began to feel that he had chosen to do the wrong thing at the wrong time. He looked at Qiyala as if he had seen the devil in the legendary **** who had seen the human heart.

"Why do you say that, Qiara." Roman asked.

"It's not simple. What the Gengans did with a prime minister is that if their goal is to be the prime minister of the empire, then they will never attack the woman of Delphine. The prime minister of Niederven, though not as good as his father, , But also will not betray the empire for a daughter, on the contrary, it will only anger him. "Qi Yala replied a little disdain, as if these plots and tricks seemed to her to be spread out in a book It ’s the same in the book, there is no secret at all: "So I know that this will irritate the prince of the empire, but I want to do it. Whoever thinks this way, this person must be the enemy of Little Nevin, maybe just Revenge may be to make a mistake for the prince of the empire. "

"However, most people do not avenge the prime minister. Even if they do, they will not have the ability to retaliate. Those who can do this have at least the same identity and status as the prince of the empire-"

"Because only conflicts of interest can promote hatred. Does a rude, inferior aristocrat, or a small workshop owner who works all day for his livelihood, never intersect with the prime minister of the empire, does that mean?" Roman answered with the logic of a unique businessman.

"This is a good analogy. In fact, such people are only a few people in the empire. However, there are several dukes, chiefs of major legions, leaders of local nobles, or high-rises of the Temple of Fire." Qiyala nodded.

The elf heard the mist in the clouds, she looked at the slaughter gun inserted in the ogre's mouth, and thought about it, pulled it out with some disgust, and then stabbed in the nearby grass. Again, he tried to wipe the blood away.

Chiara raised her brow, as if she had found a new doubt: "There are more interesting things here, this guy is mixed with the goblins, and has a relationship with Jorgen Digang," she poked again with a magic wand. The dwarf's big nose said: "It's more likely that the person with whom Jorgendy Gang is connected is not him, but the big man behind him. That's interesting. Some people in the top of the empire have betrayed the empire. The invasion was so just right, the situation above the surface was so clear. "

"Don't say it, you demon!" Pori.

"Don't dare to shut up, it seems you still haven't figured out your situation," Qiyala replied fiercely, but suddenly she saw the dwarf's expression of begging, and her mind changed and she changed her mind: "Okay Well, for your pitiful part, you can tell me not to say anything, but in exchange, you have to tell me what you intend to do to the woman in Delphin? She and the guy have resentment, but it just so happened that at this time Appearing here, wouldn't you tell me it was a coincidence? "

"It is Count Freut," the dwarf replied, "his son Elman died because of that Eru, but he thinks it was Miss Delphine who encouraged his son to take revenge on Faina. As a result of this, she should also be held responsible for it. He deliberately lent Ms. Delphin the butcher gun in the hope that she would end up with the Eruin. "

"What is a slayer gun?" Roman asked.

"That was a family-owned weapon from the Freud family. I heard that it has the power of a sub-artifact."

"Ah, he'll be fine with Brando, right?" Miss Merchant was startled.

"Reassured, that guy is so deadly that even the devil can't kill him, there must be no way to take him with a magic gun." Qi Yala replied disdainfully, and she stepped on the dwarf with her toes: "Freud The earl hoped that the prime minister and Qianjin would end up with that guy. Why, could the butcher gun still have the function of self-detonation? Miss Ben reads very little, so don't lie to me. "

Pori Anvil shivered: "Miss Delphine was supposed to wait for the Eruin to come to the capital before my task, and my main task was to persuade her to come to this place and then find a chance to expose her to Georgian ... "

"How do you persuade? Tell her that the guy will not go to the Emperor at all, because he leads these cavemen just to find trouble for the empire. He will hit Rusta all the way, and if he ca n’t, he will return. Eruin, you tell her that the Eruin and Jorgendigan have already formed an alliance with Toquinin, right? Let me think, that guy has a team of cavemen guards, so this scam would be It doesn't make sense. "

Qiyala tapped on the magic wand and analyzed word by word, but Pori. Anvil seemed to hear something incredible. He couldn't help but widen his mouth gradually, because the former said exactly the same as their original plan.

"But there is still a question, why does Count Freut know so well that the Georgians will be here?"

"Because he is a traitor?" The elf interjected stupidly.

Poor Pori Anvil seemed to have thought of this problem. He couldn't stop pleading eyes and looked at Qiala, hoping that the latter could be a little stupid or even a little bit confused.

Unfortunately, Kiara apparently let his hopes fall through, and the latter shook his head confidently: "If Count Freut is a traitor, why would he sin the prince of the empire because of this little thing? It's not self-exposure, this guy's mouth is not honest, and in my opinion the most likely is that Count Freud was also caught in the drum, he was just being used. "

She looked at Mr. Paw. The Anvil somewhat teasingly: "I can't see, you are still a multifaceted spy. This person wants to deal with the prince of the empire and allows Count Freud to carry him a blame. Can you tell who the employer is behind you? "

The dwarf shuddered in fear but couldn't even say a word.

"You must think you didn't say a word, and I am a soft-hearted little girl, don't dare to take you, right?" Qi Yala got angry: "Well, I really won't kill you, but now I I already know so much. I can claim that you told me. You see, you ca n’t tell your master. I guessed these out of thin air, right? "

"You can't do that, I didn't tell you anything, you can't lie, you demon!" Shouted poor Mr. Pori Anvil.

Sunny whispered to the elf: "This is really a soft-hearted little girl ..."

Both of them quietly fought a chill.

"You can't stop me from saying that, just like I can't force you to speak," Chiara said to the dwarf, "but if you tell me the cause and effect, I can let you go. In this war, there is nothing People know you're alive, don't they? "

The dwarf gasped, but still dared not speak.

"Huh, it seems that the character behind you is very scared, and even scared that even if you have been anonymous, he can find out where you are. This person must have an unimaginable force. In this way, although you did n’t speak , The number of characters we can doubt is further reduced, but only a few or two people. "Qiyala saw the dwarf's look, only a moment, as if reading information from the other's fearful eyes.

"You kill me, you devil." Pori Anvil shouted weakly: "You might as well kill me."

"I won't kill you, I'm a lady, but sometimes I think it's good that I'm not an elegant aristocratic lady, so that I can cast some spells on you, but there are few secrets that people can keep. Little."

Roman seemed to think of something, and said, "Qiyala, it seems like I can do that spell."

Qiyala hesitated for a moment, but she said nothing but intimidating this poor old dwarf, but did not expect anyone around him to use this spell to gain insight into the future, which is the category of astrology, and to peek into the heart, that is black magic In the field, she took a look at Romain in surprise. In fact, she had more or less guesses about the identity of the other party. She was very curious and said to Miss Merchant: "Do you want to try it, I have not seen such a spell yet. Then. "

"I'm not sure," Roman replied cheerfully. "Because this is a dangerous spell, it has unknown danger to the caster and the subject, so I haven't tried it, maybe the effect is limited. , May also turn people into idiots, or let's try it. "

"I beg you, even two respectable human lady, even if it is for your own body, since this is a dangerous spell, I think we should still avoid this danger!" The thought of myself would Turning into an idiot, Pori. Anvil finally couldn't help mourning.

"That's not okay," Qiyala shook her head with dissatisfaction. "The attitude of seeking truth is not afraid of hardships, and a little dangerous, how can you shrink back in front of it."

Roman nodded hard, thinking that the little girl really talked about her own heart, and that it was more curious and fun than danger.

"Ready to cast, Miss Roman," Qiyala said solemnly as she looked at the dwarf. "Knowledge and truth will remember your contribution, Mr. Dwarf, can I have the honor to know your name before that?"

Poor Mr. Fire Anvil finally collapsed, and couldn't help crying like a child: "Damn, don't make me an idiot. I want to tell you what you want to know."

"That wouldn't work!" Roman said anxiously, as if afraid of losing the chance to cast this spell, but this time Chiara stopped Miss Merchant, this dwarf was about to be scared to death by her, she pointed at the other with a magic wand Tip of his nose: "It's really useless. I'm still crying because of such a big person. Let's say, who is the person behind you?"

The dwarf replied with a snot and a tear: "Damn, oh oh, I don't know who it is, but I know the guy who contacted me. His name is Freeman, a member of the Royal Archaeological Society. "

"Who is that?" Roman asked.

"Freeman Rileys, my brother and I have said this man, he is the vice president of the Royal Archeological Society of Cruz, and is of the Rileys family. Have you heard of this family, a member of the Cecil faction? . "

Roman sits on a rock covered with moss, his knees stand side by side, round leather boots step on a piece of rotten wood, his elbows rest on his thighs to support his chin, his eyes stare at Chiara—meaning she Did not understand anything.

But Qiyala was interested: "The Cecil family is the noble family closest to the temple of Yan in the empire. He came from this faction, that is to say, has connection with the temple, but the temple of Yan cannot George Denggang colluded together, and the joint person chosen by the other party was very interesting. This person is likely to be a **** they chose deliberately to stir up the water. "

"Meaning that we can't know who is calculating us behind?" Xianni asked lying on the elf's head, and the latter heard the fog early in the clouds, squatting on the ground boringly counting ants, but fortunately There are various colorful insects in the forest to identify her.

"He has calculated you?" Qiyala looked at Miss Puppet Dragon curiously.

"... That's not true, but in the words of your humans, when we are in such a huge conspiracy, don't I say that it seems more subtle?" Xian Ni spread her paws and answered Road.

"This is also true, this is indeed a very fun game," Qiyala blinked her eyes. "But Ms. Sun Ni, you said something wrong. Although the clue is broken here, in other words it also contains something else. The person who designed all of this did not hesitate to get involved in the temple of Yan, at least two things, either he was not afraid of the temple of Yan, or he was a fearless fool. But if the fool can do this step , I had to admit that I was a fool, so there was only one possibility. "

"Perhaps you guessed wrong, that person may be a senior spy who was placed in the Temple of Fire inside the Earth Temple." Sunny asked her cheek with her paw, deliberately asking this, she seemed to like this reasoning game .

"First, I can't guess wrong, and second, why can't I guess wrong, because if that person is a spy inside the Temple of Fire, there will always be doubts about any spy, but the difference is more and less It ’s just that the only way for this kind of people not to be discovered is not to make themselves unquestionable, but to reduce the attention of others as much as possible, so what he should do is not let anyone doubt him, but now he has done it This point, so when we thought it was him, the answer might actually go against us. "

After listening to the pseudo dragon, she was very convinced by the individual for the first time, and she was very surprised that the human being was just a little girl about ten years old, and she couldn't even let go of her voice.

Qiyara poked at the dejected dwarf again with a magic wand: "Since these goblins can recognize you, presumably you should have a linker among the Georgians."

"It's Ms. Shagos," Pori Anvil answered weakly.

"Who is that?"

"An underground lizard, I just know her name, but she should know that I exist."

"In other words, does she know your mission, or at least know that you are here for some reason?"

The dwarf changed his face: "You, what do you want to do?"

"No matter, you can take a break first." Qiyala smiled smugly, and she turned around, and raised her hand secretly and slapped Roman gently.

"Don't need to cast that spell?" Roman asked, curiously, holding his bag.

"Not for now," Qiyala shook her head. "But do you really know that spell?"

"A little bit, but the so-called heart peeping technique just knows a person's current emotions, such as whether you are angry or happy. This spell can show your true emotions and make the caster feel the same. "Roman thought for a moment, and replied seriously and quietly.

"This is the category of black magic, can this spell really turn people into idiots?" Qiyala asked.

Romain glanced at the dwarf: "No matter what spell it is impossible to turn a fool into a fool again, Chiara."

Qiyala thought deeply: "I think so too."

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(PS: I want to warn some of the book reviewers that I have been rumored that I ca n’t even count. I tell you that after 2 is 4, the essence of this world is 3, and 3 is actually you. The imagination is a conspiracy of the organ! Huh!) (To be continued. Please search for floating astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)