Endless Debt.

Chapter 214 The Old Nobles
Leaving Levius' office, Burlogo and Palmer went to the activity room to rest for a while. The snow outside was heavy, and the situation in the big fissure would only get worse. They were going to wait for the snow to stop before setting off for work.

"What's in your box?"

Palmer noticed that Bologo also brought a box to work. Since Bologo possessed the Snake Scale Liquid, it was equivalent to a steady stream of steel that could be used, so he rarely brought a bunch of weapons with him. .

It feels good to be fully armed, but it will inevitably feel bloated after a long time.

"Some daily necessities."

"Huh? Are you going to stay in the stronghold for a long time?" Palmer asked.

"Not sure, just be prepared in advance, the weather is terrible, if I can, I don't want to experience this terrible commute to work again." Burogo said.

The wind is too strong today, and Burlogo really felt the hardship of going to work.

Palmer's eyes showed suspicion. Judging from what Burlogo said before, this guy is more like waiting for the opportunity in the stronghold hut, ready to go.

"But... the mission..." Burrog said in a low voice.

Handling the black key in his hand, from now on, Bologo will never leave this key, and there is a faint tension in his heart. This thing is like a silent bomb, which may explode at any time.

"Stressed?" Palmer saw the doubt in Burlogo's eyes.

"Some... I like the feeling of being in control of the audience, but this mission is full of clouds. I don't know where we will act, and I don't even have a specific appearance about who the enemy we are facing."

There was a bit of threat in Burlogo's tone, and he said to Palmer, "Think about it, Palmer, as soon as you open the door, you find yourself in an unknown land, and there are a group of armed men inside. The negative."

"Okay, stop talking, I'm already feeling the pressure." Palmer also had a headache for a moment.

The two want to go deep into the hinterland, but they don't know what's in the hinterland, and Lebius also understands this, so the main task of the two is to send a signal, expose the location of the venue, and before the sixth group hits the door, Destroy the Void as much as possible to make the invasion smoother.

"If we're lucky, we might be able to complete the mission without conflict." Burrog thought for a while, "Before we were exposed, we were all a group of customers who came to buy things."

"Lucky? I don't think so."

Palmer couldn't trust his luck, and looked at Burlogo pleadingly, "Do you have any plans? Experts."

Burrog looked into Palmer's eyes, said nothing, but smiled meaningfully, and Palmer's heart was chilled when he saw this smile.

"Speaking of which, Palmer, as an ancient extraordinary family, your family should know a lot of secrets, right?" Bologo asked.

"Don't think about it, there is no comment."

Palmer crossed his hands, and suddenly became stiff again, and then he was discouraged, "Secrets are kept by the old guys. I am the successor, but it's not time to take over, is it?"

Palmer knew exactly what Bologo wanted to ask. His partner was rarely interested in certain things, but once he became interested, he would become very involved, such as slashing enemies, or exploring his own secrets .

After knowing the fate of Borrog, the two debtors often talked about these things. Palmer took it very seriously. He didn't care about the bad luck and the completeness of his soul. If he could avoid the bloody nightmare, Palmer would not Mind maintaining the status quo until death.

In this regard, he is the same as Burlogo. Since becoming a debtor, Palmer has never been in contact with the scarlet mistress. He is afraid of that existence to death.

Palmer said he sometimes heard eerie whispers, but a drink would put him to sleep, and the guy's alcoholism somehow had something to do with that.

On the contrary, Burlogo was a little envious of Palmer. He wanted to communicate with his own devil, but he didn't know where he was, and he didn't even know who he was.

"What about what Geoffrey said?" Burrog and Palmer chatted about something else to pass the time.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean 'coming to the stage'?" Burrog asked curiously.

Sometimes Burlogo has a weird sense of difference, and he becomes a field operative of the Bureau of Order, the number one thug in this huge violent organization, fighting on secret fronts that ordinary people can't see.

He knew the secrets that ordinary people couldn't know in his whole life, but when he was really in it, he felt his ignorance again. Even if he knew so much, he still seemed extremely small in this extraordinary world.

Palmer was silent, his smiling face became serious, and then he sighed helplessly.

"Well... this is the dark history of our extraordinary family."

"What black history?"

"Bologo, do you think we are still ordinary people?" Palmer asked something else.

"Not counting."

Burrog thought it over carefully and replied.

According to the "Gold Discourse", in a sense, Sublimation is no longer considered human beings, but a kind of existence sublimated by human beings, which resembles human beings but is already higher than human beings.

Even without considering this point, Sublimator's indicators far surpassed ordinary people.

"Hundreds of years ago, human beings were divided into ordinary people and nobles, but this division is only a division of power and wealth. As long as you are hit by a knife, you will die, but the sublimation is different..."

Before Palmer finished speaking, Burlogo had already thought of what kind of story happened, and he said, "Is that so?"

"This is a dispute that happened many years ago. I only learned about it when I was studying history. Some extraordinary families feel that they are higher than humans, just like shepherds. They should lead the flock and want to control everything radically," Palmer said thinking of Threi, "This is the same as the Night Clan. They want to create an empire of the undead, and these people want to create an empire of the Sublimation."

"It looks like they failed."

Bologo said that this is an obvious result. In today's world, the Desublimator is hidden in the dark side of the world and is controlled by a behemoth called the Bureau of Order.

"Yes, this happened after the Daybreak War. The Night Clan was eliminated, and some people wanted to replace the Night Clan. After another war, the radicals were swept into the grave, and the victors continued to develop. Later, in the Under the operation of the Rhineland League, they joined forces to form the Bureau of Order."

Hearing Palmer's words, Bologo was a little surprised. He felt that this could be regarded as the predecessor of the Bureau of Order.

"For this reason, our overall consciousness chooses to hide, which is why Jeffrey always likes to warn me about this." Palmer thought of this and felt a little headache.

"And what about the vanquished? Were they driven out?" asked Burrog.

"No, the conflict between us and them is not as irreconcilable as the night clan... After all, the night clan are undead, they can find a place to hide for hundreds of years, and then come out to make trouble." Palmer said .

"There was an agreement between the two, hiding together in the normal world, but there are differences after all, and time and disputes, the differences are getting bigger and bigger, until there is no contact."

Palmer just remembered one thing at this time, and said to Burlogo, "Do you remember? The Bureau of Order did not unite all the extraordinary organizations in the Rhineland League."

"Those who have not been united are the vanquished and the neutral, aren't they?" said Burrog.

"That's right. As for those guys now, I don't know much about them. After the defeat, these guys who wanted to get on the stage went uncharacteristically and instead hid themselves from the world. If I hadn't mentioned them, I would have forgotten about them. "

Palmer thought about it carefully, and his understanding of those people was mostly limited to what he had learned in his family.

"Except for some exchange banquets every year, I hardly get in touch with those people in other places, let alone the Bureau of Order."

Palmer paused, then added again.

"The group of secrets."

"what?"

Burrog listened to Palmer talking about history, but the guy suddenly popped up an unfamiliar word in the middle of his speech, which made Burlog unable to understand.

"Their name, since the birth of the Bureau of Order, these scattered guys have also imitated the Bureau of Order, and began to gather together to keep warm. They called their union the 'Group of Secrets'." Palmer said.

"Are they enemies?" Burlogo was more concerned about this matter.

"No...at least not now," Palmer said, "but if one day we defeat the king's secret sword, then it will be a little uncertain."

Under the pressure of the Night Clan, the extraordinary organizations united together, but when the Night Clan was destroyed, some people were eager to replace them, and it is the same now, the Kogadel Empire is eyeing the south, and the pressure from the king's secret sword made the Rhine Alliance The extraordinary organizations in the world have to unite. Even if there are differences, everyone will hypocritically join hands before the powerful enemy is destroyed.

"The group of secrets..."

Burrog whispered softly.

The silence between the two didn't last long, and Palmer said again, "Bologo, haven't you been anywhere since you were released from prison?"

"No, I've been here with Opals since I got out of prison," Burrog said. "What's wrong?"

"Do you have any thoughts on travel?" Palmer said.

"travel?"

"I might go home after a while, do you want to be together?" Palmer chatted about the future plan, "I haven't been back since I left home, and it's time to go back."

"Why did you take me with you?"

Burrog was skeptical, but he was still very interested in Fengyuan Heights, and even more interested in Palmer's family.

"This is..."

Palmer didn't know what to say for a while, and his expression was complicated.

"After all, we are partners, and we are blessed to share together."

Bologo always felt that things were not that simple, but Palmer let out a familiar laugh, stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Let's go, the snow should be light."

(End of this chapter)