From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 388 Mission
The members of the Dream Society "Hand of Dawn" shared each other's current situation and information.

The four Cang Storks took this opportunity to purchase another batch of "wick potion" from Jilan for their own practice.

All the 25 "wick potions" that Jilan had recently refined were exchanged for them.

After tasting the sweetness of this secret medicine, the four of them could hardly adapt to the "slow" practice of normal meditation. They worked hard to save some money in order to exchange more potions from Gilan during the gathering.

Alevia the White Gull held a wooden box containing ten potions with a smile on her pretty face.

"Sorry, everyone. I've been promoted a bit quickly in the Lunken City Council recently, and many business people have 'voluntarily funded' my campaign for Vice Speaker, so I have quite a bit of money."

"Alas." Black Snipe Weiner held two potions with a sad face. "The life of the 'Ascetic Sect' is really no different from that of a beggar... I desperately squeezed out time to take on some black market commissions, and only then did I save up a few hundred caesars."

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Red Bird Aurora comforted:

"Mr. Weiner, everything has its pros and cons. Although you don't have time to save money, you have honed your body and accumulated more valuable experience in the mysterious field."

"Thank you, Miss Chique." Weiner felt better and shook his head and smiled.

Gillan looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

He didn't make much money from the sale of the batch of medicines he had, just a few hundred caesars.

At this stage, the "Wick Potion" has completely lost its effect on him. The reason why he still needs to refine it is because Jilan wants to help them speed up their practice in this way.

In addition, after the Cross Sword Bonfire devours the Kingdom's Seal, it will benefit the entire "Hand of Dawn" membership and share the remaining power, so everyone's progress is quite amazing.

Although they are in different mysterious organizations, they have one thing in common -

That means it is highly valued!
The reason for attaching importance to it is also very simple, it is precisely because of the rapid progress. This means that in the eyes of ordinary people, the mysticism talent is high, the potential is great, and it is worth cultivating...

Gillan was happy to see this sight.

"Everyone, you will face a big hurdle on the 'Fire Sword Road', which is the 4th level of breakthrough from the Spirit Mystic to the Long Life."

"Among them, the secrets about the 4th-order essence are particularly important. I suggest you prepare early."

Everyone looked over, kept quiet, and listened attentively.

After all, in the current "Hand of Dawn", only the leader Jilan is the only one who has lived for a long time. The breakthrough experiences he described are precious treasures that cannot be bought by the outside world.

Jilan added:

"In addition, to break through the 4th level, one condition must be met, and that is to start from here, sail to the Dream Sea, and search for the 'Homeland of Gods - Toyalan' hidden in the depths of the vast ocean."

"God's Hometown, Toyalan?"

Everyone was stunned and quite puzzled.

Only Aurora nodded, not quite understanding, and said:

"President Renee Mace of the Iron Maidens told me about the 'Homeland of the Gods'. She said that it was the residence of the Sichen, and even the Ascendants mostly lived in Toyalan."

"Yes." Gillan nodded.

Then, he briefly explained the concept of God's Homeland to everyone, and explained the necessity and precautions of visiting God's Homeland and forming the "God's Homeland Brand".

Especially the effective means of finding the hometown of God——

"Emotional Anchoring Method"!
This is a secret that the May Apostle Miss "Bishu" Payton told Gillan at the tea party in the Withered Garden.

This secret is rarely known and is extremely valuable.

After hearing this, everyone was quite surprised.

At the same time, a heartfelt feeling of gratitude also arose.

"Thank you, Mr. Gillan."

Aurora Chique smiled and thanked him.

"Without your reminder and advice, we don't know how long we would have to take this detour."

"Yes..." White Owl Alevia and others also nodded, agreeing with Aurora's words.

"You're welcome." Gilan waved his hand and chuckled. "Only when all five fingers are strong can you grasp heavier things. If you clench your fist, it will be more powerful, right?"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

"That's right!"

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the next day.

Early in the morning, after washing up, Gillan invited his secretary, Lanis, to have breakfast together in the apartment restaurant. Today he wore a very formal white shirt and vest, with a high-collared windbreaker on the outside.

Her gradually long hair was also slightly groomed, combed back, and the ends fell on her shoulders.

After the meal, Gillan took the grey top hat handed to him by old Charles, and, with the maids’ farewell and bodyguards’ farewell, he got into the car and left Morales Street.

Jilan first went to the Triumph Building, where the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was located on the tenth floor, and met with the envoys on this diplomatic mission there.

Soon after, they boarded the modified transport plane "Count Heselden-II" at the helipad behind the building and flew to "Lenni City", the westernmost border city of the empire.

The city of Leni is located in the Yeyu District of Moruo Prefecture. Further out, there are border fortress defense lines and endless deserts.

The delegation will get off the plane in the city of Reuni, then go to the local cross-border railway station and take a train to the small town of "Bückeburg" for overseas transit.

It is a trade zone under the jurisdiction of the Empire but is more neutral.

The envoys will take a special car from "Bickburg" and cross the Wester Wasteland and enter the territory of the Kingdom of Fossaka.

The route was so complicated and the process was full of twists and turns due to many factors, the most important of which was the inconvenient transportation due to the geographical location of the Kingdom of Fosaka.

Moreover, transport aircraft should not fly for a long time in desert areas. This is the best option at this stage.

...

...

The sun was shining brightly that afternoon.

Even at the end of January, the city of Leni was not cold, but rather quite hot.

The members of the delegation were well prepared, and among their luggage they carried short-sleeved shirts and thin suit trousers.

After everyone changed their clothes at the train station, they boarded the VIP carriage in the front row together.

This diplomatic mission was not publicized with much fanfare, and the reason for this was still uncertainty.

Especially on the eve of the war between Bulgaria and Austria, the situation in the whole world was quite delicate and tense.

The Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs only made preliminary contact with the Kingdom of Fossaka in private and reached a willingness for a diplomatic meeting. The specific matters need to be discussed after the envoys arrive in person.

"Mr. Gillan, this way please."

In the delegation, a brown-haired man in his thirties wearing glasses walked in front and motioned for Jilan to sit on the sofa by the window in the VIP compartment.

His name is Moody Smoot, an outstanding cadre of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He went on this trip as an assistant to Foreign Minister Guillen.

"Okay, you've worked hard, sit down now."

Jilan smiled and nodded, then sat down by the window.

Only the secretary, Lanise, followed him and sat opposite him on the sofa.

The rest of the envoys and bodyguards, under Moody's whispered instructions, sat apart and tried not to talk to each other and to keep quiet at all times.

There was still some time before the train departed, and Gillan glanced at the platform outside the window. It was bustling with people coming and going, mixed with passengers of different skin colors.

Among them, imperial people are rare, and most of them are foreigners, especially people from small countries in the western regions.

At this moment, a noisy sound came from outside the VIP car, accompanied by cursing.

Gilan looked away and recognized the voices of several men, speaking "Doro", a variant of Stuttgart that is only used in countries in the western part of the continent.

"You blind bastard! You bumped into me!"

"Do you know who I am? Apologize now!"

Gillan winked at Moody and said softly:

"Go and see what's going on."

"Yes, Mr. Gillan."

Moody immediately stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on the corners of his clothes and left.

Not long after, he came back quickly.

He walked straight to Jilan's side, bent down and whispered:

"It was our people who had a conflict with the passengers outside. The bodyguard on patrol was bumped by several men, but was pushed and insulted by them."

"I'll go and take a look." Jilan shook his head, not intending to cause unnecessary trouble at this critical juncture of his diplomatic mission.

So he stood up and left the VIP carriage accompanied by Moody and Lanis.

(End of this chapter)