Endless Debt.

Chapter 44 Secret War
"Go out and turn left, which is Lebius' office. As the head of the special operations team, he wants to talk to you about the work in detail."

Pushing Palmer, who had just suffered a thunderbolt, Geoffrey showed him the way, then pushed him out, and closed the door.

Jeffrey took a long breath, then sat back on the sofa, looking at Burlogo.

"Is there anything else to report?"

It can be sensed that Bologo still has something to say, but just now Palmer was present, so he chose not to talk about it.

"What is his 'gift'?"

Thinking of Palmer's funny things, Burlogo felt a burst of curiosity in his heart.

Palmer was the first debtor Bologo met, and he was going to the same fate as himself. On the way back, Bologo even wondered whether he and he sold their souls to the same devil.

"Palmer's 'gift', which we call the 'gambler,' when bad luck brings good luck, when good luck brings bad luck."

Jeffrey stated simply.

Burrog frowned. The effect of this "gift"...was unexpectedly outrageous.

Reminiscent of Palmer's almost funny behavior in the battle, Burlogo felt that it made sense.

After the battle, he kept wondering how a guy like Palmer was captured by Eugene, although Palmer's explanation for this was that he accidentally slipped and fell off while sneaking... This kind of nonsense How could Burlogo believe it, but now it seems that it is true, and Palmer did not lie.

He can easily avoid thousands of bullets, and in absolute safety, he will slip and fall into danger.

Burrog covered his face, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"By the way, Jeffrey, what is Palmer's mission?" Burrog asked again.

"To investigate the movement of the enemy, the hostile forces of the Bureau of Order have been very active recently, and Palmer is investigating one of their transportation routes."

Jeffrey then asked, "What's the matter, did you find anything?"

Burrog nodded, and then said.

"There were some goods left at the scene. When I left, I pried open a few boxes and took out a few samples from them."

Bologo said as he took out his pocket and handed out the dark red potion.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the same as what I found from Noam."

Holding up the potion, the light shines through the glass tube to brighten the dark red liquid in it, as if it were alive, with rolling crystals shining in it.

"It's this thing again."

Jeffrey's expression was solemn. This weird potion was first discovered in Noam's hands, but now it also appeared in another place.

"Does this have anything to do with 'anthropomorphism'?" asked Burlogo.

"I don't know," Jeffrey replied, a weary look on his face.

Burrog pondered for a while, and then he asked, "Jeffrey, has anything major happened recently?"

hostile forces.

Words like this popped up in his mind, and Bologo often heard other people say that the so-called hostile forces made the Bureau of Order act, and they were the ones who gave the "people-loving" assistance...

"You're not an idiot, you should have guessed it." Geoffrey didn't answer directly, but asked Bologo instead.

Pausing for a few seconds, Bologo said slowly.

"The Bureau of Order...the Bureau of Order and Security of the Rhineland Confederation.

In this world, there is not only a behemoth like the Rhineland League, south of Opals, at the end of the vast plain, there is another behemoth, peeping at the north of Opals..."

Burrog has long been aware of this, he said.

"The so-called hostile force is the extraordinary organization of the Kogadel Empire, right?"

In response, Geoffrey nodded, leaned back, raised his head, and stared at the ceiling.

"The Fall of the Holy City ended the craziest world war in modern times, and stopped the flames of the Scorched Wrath in Solomon's sacred city. After that, the Kogadel Empire and the Rhine Alliance signed a peace in the current agreement area. Treaty, take an oath."

Jeffrey's tone was somewhat contemptuous.

"Bologo, do you think the war is really over?"

"No, in this world, the most impossible thing to end is war. As long as there are people, as long as there are desires... no matter how many times it ends, it will eventually return."

Burrog replied calmly, it was like a terrible curse, and it would never be released.

There was a smile on Jeffrey's face. He saw Burlogo right, this guy is an expert in this field.

"Since the birth of the Oath City Opals, our war with the Kogadel Empire has shifted from the mortal world to the extraordinary, and since then, the Bureau of Order has taken root in Opals.

In the days that followed, we continued our unfinished war with the Kogadel Empire in the shadows, vying for control of the city, just like when the Holy City fell. "

Bologo's emotions were touched. He knew a lot about this period of history. The fall of the Holy City was the result of the two sides continuing to attack the enemy's inland in order to snatch the Holy City as a frontline base.

Now the war is over, but in the shadows, they still continue to rob the city, but the people who participated in the war, from the planes and cannons at the beginning, have become sublimation masters in charge of secret energy.

Nothing has changed, it's just hidden in the shadows.

"The king's secret sword."

Jeffrey said softly.

"This is their name, an extraordinary organization directly led by the royal family of the Kogadel Empire."

King's Secret Sword.

Burlogo firmly remembered the name in his heart.

"Opals had a rare moment of peace, but as these guys made a comeback, everything became full of disputes again."

Jeffrey sighed. He still missed his days in the logistics. He didn't need to fight or worry about too many things, as long as he got to work on time and received his salary.

He once thought that he would be able to hang out like this until he retired. After all, people like him who could escape from the Field Service Department and live until retirement were rare in the Bureau of Order.

This life was good until the order from the "decision room" a year ago.

The Special Operations Team was established, Bolog Lazarus was freed, and the King's Secret Swords who had disappeared long ago became active again.

Like the eve of a storm.

"You said... a comeback?"

Burrog was keenly aware of Geoffrey's words, and he continued to ask.

"In other words, you expelled them once, didn't you?"

Talking to this point, it seemed that some kind of bad memory was brought back to Jeffrey. He fell silent, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A faint roar came from beside his ears, and the smell of blood lingered from the tip of his nose.

"Ah."

Jeffrey was sure.

"Wars never end, Borrog. The Scorched Wrath 66 years ago was considered the first world war in human history. We thought there would never be such a war again, and 59 years after that, that is seven years ago...

We have another war. "

Bologo's heart hung up, and he was talking about it calmly, but his consciousness was involuntarily shocked by it.

An unspeakable secret is about to be revealed.

"Another... war in the Extraordinary World that involves all Sublimation."

Jeffrey took out his pockets. For a "veteran" like him who survived seven years ago, every time he talked about these things, he felt like he was haunted by nightmares.

He took out a cigarette and smoked it on his own, which made Geoffrey feel better.

Jeffrey's eyes were blurred and his tone was heavy.

"A 'secret war' that takes place in the shadows and is unknown to the world."

In a trance, Bologo had a wonderful illusion. What surrounded him was no longer the familiar air, but a viscous, heavy, suffocating jelly. They wrapped themselves around and tried to strangle him. throat.

"Since the fall of the Holy City, and since the establishment of Opus, countless conflicts have erupted between the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword, but seven years ago, at a moment that no one expected, the King's Secret Sword suddenly launched an attack on us. total attack.

Groups of desublimators came across the big rift, they rushed all the way, even broke through the defense of the 'reclamation room', and came in. "

Jeffrey recalled the past, tobacco paralyzed the nerves and blocked the invasion of nightmares.

"We finally stopped them in the atrium. The battle was brutal and several departments were paralyzed. We paid a huge price to drive them out of the 'reclamation room', and then counterattack..."

The voice paused, and Jeffrey smiled wryly.

"Just like King Solomon guarded the holy city back then, we fought fiercely with the king's secret sword for a hundred days, fighting from the shadows of various cities into the Great Rift, and finally we defeated them with a slight advantage and drove them out completely. Get out of Opals and win the war."

Jeffrey looked at Bologo, who still had an indifferent face without any expression, and Jeffrey said self-deprecatingly.

"It sounds ridiculous, but it's just for a city.

This was true of King Solomon, and it is true of us many years later. "

The once sacred city, now the city of oath, Opus, this land has witnessed too much, and in the future, it will continue to watch.

Burrog shook his head and rejected Geoffrey's words, "Isn't that so?"

The cyan pupils drooped, and Bologo thought about it, then raised his head and looked directly at Geoffrey.

"Just like me, we debtors, we have inextricably linked relationships with the devil, maybe at some point, the devil will find us again and let me act as an 'agent' to run around the world for them.

The same is true for the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword, isn't it? "

The two looked at each other, and neither of them avoided it. After a long time, Geoffrey took the lead to look away and let out a hoarse laugh.

He inserted the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and white smoke rose in bursts.

"You are right. The Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword are also 'agents', acting as the agents of the world's largest two-headed monster, and Opals is our battlefield."

Geoffrey recognized the meaning of Burlogo's words.

"Jeffrey, you also said that the 'alchemy matrix' is a 'technology', and the secret energy is a weapon derived from the 'technology'."

Burrog said to himself.

"Hundreds of years ago, we wore armor and wielded swords, and a few hundred years later, we have airplanes and cannons, more accurate and deadly firearms.

'Alchemy Matrix' is the same, so is the secret energy. "

The evil secret was fully revealed in front of his eyes. For a moment, Bologo's body trembled slightly, and he felt panic and uneasiness because he knew the truth.

The war never ends, it lingers around us all the time.

Tanks with thicker armor and stronger firepower, bombers with higher height and longer range, more accurate and deadly guns, and even... those unreasonable and crazy secret abilities.

"It's an arms race."

Burrog broke out in a cold sweat, he guessed it.

"An arms race that has never stopped since the fall of the holy city... an arms race against secret energy."

Geoffrey showed an ugly smile and sighed helplessly.

"Bologo, I don't know when the next world war that will involve the nations in the meat grinder will break out, but what I do know is that when such a war is started for the second time, the participants will no longer be The armored troops we are familiar with are the Desublimators who are in charge of secret energy."

Jeffrey's words were like the wind blowing from a secluded cave, mixed with the smell of condensate and corruption.

"The Desublimators in the shadows will stand under the sun, and the roaring ether will destroy everyone indiscriminately."

(End of this chapter)