old dream

Chapter 192 The Indestructible Remains

In order to conduct meetings that are not open to the public, the mayor of Stade specially purchased an annex.It is located in the north of the old city, only about 15 minutes' drive from the mayor's residence.

When the vehicle was about to turn around in front of the annex, Colin hurriedly put on the lieutenant's mask.Three or two members of the Caruso family have been waiting here for a long time, and soon came to open the car door for him.No one dared to stare directly at the lieutenant, but the eyes of these gangsters inevitably showed a bit of awe.

They had access to more sources, so they knew that the lieutenant was not the real driver of the riot.But at this time, they couldn't help being a little curious.

When exactly did the two underground leaders of the North and South Stade approach quietly.

Colin entered the annex, and there were many guards in front of the aisle and windows.There was also the half-male, half-female lampkeeper who had followed Marizio these days.

Colin nodded slightly to him, but also found that most of the oppressive feeling he gave him had dissipated.I don't know if it's because of my own strength growing, or the light keeper is rapidly weakening.

A bodyguard opened the door of the living room for Colin.

Marizio and a middle-aged man were sitting on the sofa, talking about something.Seeing Colin coming in, the man cast a playful look at him.

At the Five Hands meeting, Colin watched this man walk into Marizio's office, the mayor of Stade.

"Oh, meeting you for the first time, Lieutenant Heinrich."

Mr. Mayor called, but did not get up from the sofa:

"I heard about your business in the old city earlier. I was very impressed by the machine-like execution ability of your subordinates."

"It's just what life forces."

Colin replied that he felt that there was a trap hidden in the other party's words.He looked at Marizio, who didn't speak.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about those legendary stories a long time ago, but this time the time is almost up."

Mr. Mayor glanced at his watch and ended the original topic:

"Anyway, let's go to the study first."

…………

Cables had been laid between Stade and Danaro, but a conversation like today's would never have taken place over that ordinary telephone line.

On the desk of the study room in the annex, there is a "telephone" without wires connected. As a masterpiece of alchemy, it actually appeared earlier than the telephone, so it looks more gorgeous and retro, and cumbersome, requiring one hand Hold the receiver and the microphone in the other hand.

The principle is similar to the Hongxin instrument, but the resonant conduction is no longer codes, but sound waves.The sound will be severely distorted during transmission, just like the effect of some voice changers in the previous life.The advantage is that it is almost impossible to eavesdrop.

Colin held the heavy and smooth microphone and took a deep breath.

The mayor has left the study, leaving only Colin and Marizio here.Ke Lin took a look at "Big Boss". After these days, his face was visibly haggard.

I don't know if the current leader of the five hands has any regrets for giving this short 5-minute opportunity to himself, a brat.But it's too late to change people now, because they made an agreement with the Grand Duke in the name of the lieutenant.

Marizio used everything he had to guarantee that the person who would talk to the Grand Duke at the appointed time must be the "Lieutenant" himself.

But even if he won a 5-minute dialogue, what can he fight for to stop this riot?

Danaro should have realized that Stade's population is seriously overpopulated, so it is a better choice to expel the Sincilians.Meanwhile, veterans who have not been placed must now be given a directed emotional outlet.

A well-targeted riot was in Danaro's interest, but what could the Lieutenant offer them?Now, even the institutions it once controlled are on the verge of being seized.The only hole card seems to be the underwater transportation line that may be exposed at any time.

Can this little bargaining chip really make a difference?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the piercing bell rang punctually and abruptly.

Colin immediately picked up the receiver, but there was no sound from the other side of the receiver.He was a little nervous, because the person on the other end was the supreme ruler of the Principality of Edmond.

"His Majesty……?"

Colin asked tentatively.Still no reply.He lowered his head to confirm, the pointer was still vibrating, and the instrument was working normally.

In addition, those distorted background sounds can be vaguely heard.

"I'm the founder of the Stade bootleggery," said Colin.

There was no time to beat around the bush, so he no longer cared about the Confederate Prohibition.

Since the Grand Duke is willing to talk to the bootlegger, some attitudes are self-evident:

"According to the current situation in Stade, there is one thing that needs to be discussed with you. I guess you should be interested."

Colin spoke at a very fast speed.

…………

The call was very brief, but it was always his narration.

No word came back from the other end of the receiver, not even a simple um or oh.All of Colin's proposals seemed to be thrown into the sea without any splash.

So as Colin talked, his enthusiasm gradually cooled down.

This is not a deliberative attitude. The Grand Duke is just listening in coldly. He personally leaned down to understand a little bit and listen to the voices other than the announcements from his subordinates, but in fact he didn't care.I don't even have any impression after listening to it, because I may not be thinking about related things at all.

Just halfway through the 4th minute, Colin hadn't finished speaking what he had prepared.

"Click."

The other side of the receiver was hung up, leaving only a high-pitched blind voice.

"Then we can..."

Colin subconsciously continued to say a few words, and then his voice softened.

He glanced at Marizio, and slowly swung the receiver back onto the base of the instrument.

The call was cut off early, and a trace of despair slipped across Marizio's aging eyes.

Colin's words hardly stopped, and the occasional pauses or questions were very short.From this point, it can be inferred that the Grand Duke did not give any decent answers throughout the whole process, and lacked interest.

"He never said a word at all," said Colin.

He once suspected that the communicator was malfunctioning, but the background sound was always there. The Grand Duke seemed to be in a garden somewhere, with the grass and trees caressing each other in the breeze, the horses neighing, and the sound of autumn leaves being rolled up.

"Maybe he just doesn't want to answer right away," Marizio said consolingly:

"Or he doesn't want to be recorded as evidence. It's reasonable not to express his position at this time."

But there is little hope.

"Don't lie to yourself," said Colin:

"No matter what the result is, I can't wait now, and I must fight back immediately."

Armed for self-defense.Marizio looked into Colin's eyes and finally made up his mind.

"I've already got some lists and addresses." Colin took out a piece of paper from his coat:

"According to the agreement, your people will handle it."

I was afraid of stimulating those soldiers before, but now they are further contacting and gathering, so the organizers and instigators must be eliminated before then.

Marizio took the list from Colin's hand and took a closer look.It is lined with many addresses in the old city slums, and another group of people from the Stade Institute.

"Do it tonight."

Clinton said after a while:
"As for the transcendent in the brotherhood, I will find a way to solve it."

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Heine visits Craigie's temporary residence, the address Colin told him.

Counting it, he hadn't met the teacher for a long time.Regarding Heine's sudden visit, although Craigie didn't express much, he looked a little excited.

I'm afraid Craigie is still eager to communicate with people.Over the years, whether it is the regret of encountering failure or the joy of breakthrough, he can only taste it silently by himself.Without any reference, it is difficult for him to grasp where he is now.Craigie doesn't care much about other people's opinions, but he is also curious whether the problem he is thinking about has already been solved by others, or even the problem itself has been judged as meaningless.

Facing Craigie, who was eager to show off like a child, Heine couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.Because he couldn't keep up with the teacher's train of thought when he was young.Not to mention that after he left his student days, he devoted himself to his work, and no longer had any interest in those esoteric and obscure theories that were almost impossible to apply.

He had only come for Colin's questions, and he could only manage these subjects far-fetchedly.

So gradually, Craigie seemed to feel lost and bored, and after flipping through the drafts, he silently put them away.

"So you know that Colin has been collecting materials for the seminary's office?"

Taking advantage of the silence, Heine appropriately changed the topic and asked Craigie.

Hearing this question, Craigie fell silent.

"The things he did were finally discovered by the academy..."

"No, I'm the only one who knows about it now." Heine said:

"He did it very cautiously. I investigated for a month, but I didn't find any clues. If it weren't for the special situation this time, I had another whim. I'm afraid I would never find out that he was eavesdropping."

"So, if you acquiesce in this matter, or if it helps you." Heine said:

"Maybe in the future, I can pretend I didn't see it."

Craigie thought for a while, Colin's eavesdropping might indeed cause trouble for himself and Heine.But whether Colin can unlock the memory, after all, is related to the news of his younger brother Lenz.

"We do have difficulties." He said with some shame.

Heine nodded and accepted it:

"In addition, there are two witchcrafts from Zilan, did you really make adjustments and improvements?"

Improved Jalan Witchcraft?Craigie thought of the little girl who was proficient in ritual studies, so he also understood the reason why Colin pinned this matter on himself.

"Ah, yes."

He said to conceal Ji Lian's existence.But at the same time, bad guesses also floated in my heart.

Zelan's original witchcraft, the spellstring should be far from stable enough to become a universal witchcraft.

To use them, the Heart Shell must be opened.

"So." Heine continued to ask:
"Are you also aware of the fact that Colin has become an extraordinary person?"

Heine briefly described the situation when he met Colin the night before.

"Yes."

Craigie said without expression, suppressing the questioning tone:

"In the end he went down this road anyway."

The guess was confirmed, but there was no surprise in my heart as expected.Maybe I knew the facts a long time ago, but I just didn't want to face them.

But sooner or later you have to face it.

"Then there is no problem." Heine said with a sigh of relief:

"I thought you didn't know."

Then they chatted about other issues, Heine being careful not to mention the past.Then he was relieved to find that despite the changes and years of dark life without the light of day, the teacher was still the teacher he was familiar with.

Then before leaving, Heine thought of something again, and he reminded in a low voice:

"Actually, around those two jalan witchcrafts, there are some disturbances within the sect."

"One of the two witchcrafts, the transliteration is 'Varona', and the local meaning is: 'indestructible corpse'. Recently, some people have begun to speculate that if the records are true, then the discovery of it may change the The offensive and defensive form of today's witchcraft duel. It is even another change in the balance between wizards and ordinary people after the birth of guns...because guns may be completely useless to a larger part of wizards."

"Think about the gods pointed to by this series of witchcraft, the 'Black Goddess Katha' whose head was chopped off by the gods of Kayu with lightning and his remains are immortal, and the first possible myth in the Kayu mythology. Seven forms of creation, maybe it will really have this potential."

"However, this witchcraft has not been fully analyzed. Therefore, its true effect cannot be verified."

"Maybe... the fact that it has not been fully completed so far is some kind of verification."

Heine looked at the dim redstone halo:

"Is it true that it can't be parsed for the time being, or some people don't want the fully completed version to flow out."

"Teacher, the traces of the witchcraft 'Varona' have attracted attention once. If you don't want to get into too much trouble..."

"Don't let it happen again, I get it."

Craigie said he didn't seem to care much about the matter.Because he was obviously thinking about another question, after a moment of silence, Craigie turned to ask:
"What mistake did he make to show you off?"

"Mistake? Colin?" Heine said:

"If there is any mistake, it is probably...too kind."

"He overheard a piece of information about the Brotherhood. Basically, there was a group of gang gunmen protecting the Sindhili neighborhood in the Old City during the riots, and the Brotherhood was going to assassinate the gunmen."

"Colin got this information and took a risk to save the gunmen."

"He did accidentally expose himself, and he saved thousands of Sincilians. So I don't think it was a mistake."

"He didn't need to take risks, and continued to keep his secret." Heine said:

"After all, in this matter, both you and him are safe."

(End of this chapter)