From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 458 Secret Talk
The setting sun looked like blood, and the Musisiti city complex was shrouded in a golden-red glow.

Central Triumph District, Stirling Commercial Street.

It is not far from Morales Street where the Guillen Apartment is located, only about fifteen kilometers away.

He drove to this commercial street and stopped in front of an old and high-end coffee shop called "Jasmine Bird" on the street.

A waiter at the door of the coffee shop was attracted by the roar of the engine and turned his head to look.

When he saw this unique silver car and the official white-background black license plate, he immediately perked up.

He straightened his tie and hurried forward.

Soon, a young man in a white shirt, suit, overalls, a top hat and holding a black metal cane got off the bus.

She had shoulder-length hair tied into a ponytail. What was particularly unique was her hair color that changed from golden to red, and her deep purple eyes.

Seeing these features, the waiter was shocked.

"You...you are Lord Gillan Iros?!"

He looked excited and his tone was full of respect and disbelief.

At present, no one in the empire, especially in the capital, does not know the famous Foreign Minister Gillan. At the same time, according to the latest survey, his support rate and popularity rate are second only to that of the Caesar.

In the Federation, even the so-called "big stars" are probably not as popular as Gillan.

But the waiter didn't expect that this big shot would visit the coffee shop where he worked.

"Shh." Gillan raised his index finger and put it on his mouth. He smiled and said, "Please take some time to have a cup of coffee. I don't want to be disturbed during my rare rest time."

"Yes... yes, I understand, sir."

The waiter nodded quickly to show that he understood.

He touched his chest and bowed again, bending down and lowering his head. His movements were more standard than usual.

When he looked up again, he found that the tall and handsome foreign minister threw a golden Caesar at him with a flick of his finger.

Ding.

The waiter took the gold coin with a look of delight on his face.

"Thank you very much for your generosity, my Lord."

Gillan waved his hand and walked straight into the cafe.

When the teacher came back this time, he did not summon him to the chairman's office in Triumph Building, but made an appointment with him in this cafe first.

He was quite surprised because this was the first time.

There were not many customers in the cafe at this time, only a few people, and the environment was relatively quiet, with only occasional whispers or laughter.

Jilan glanced around casually and found the teacher sitting by the window in the corner.

However, Jilan's expression became a little strange.

Because not only has the teacher's appearance changed drastically at this moment, but there is also a beautiful lady with extraordinary temperament sitting next to him.

Para Celsus has changed his previous old image of white hair and suit, and seems to be decades younger. He looks only seven or eight years older than Gillan and is quite handsome.

Her facial features are three-dimensional and deep. Her blonde hair is combed back, leaving two strands of hair falling from her forehead. She also wears a pair of small silver-plated round-frame glasses, giving her a very aristocratic temperament.

Pala also noticed the students coming and waved.

Gillan walked over.

As he got closer, he suddenly realized that the lady next to the teacher looked quite familiar.

The other person was wearing a black noble dress, revealing her beautiful white neck and collarbone, and her hands were wearing lace gloves. A wide-brimmed hat was placed on the table, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders, decorated with some jewels and diamonds.

Through the veil covering half of her face, a pair of eyes cast a smiling look at Jilan.

"Ms. Sade?" Gillan walked to the left and took off his hat to the two of them in surprise.

Sadeh Balbina is one of the May Apostles, and the person sitting here must be her counterpart.

"Sit down and talk, Gillan."

At this time, the teacher raised his hand to signal.

Gillan nodded and sat down obediently on the leather bench across from the table.

"Teacher, how come you and Ms. Sade...?"

"Cough." Pala clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed, then adjusted his glasses as if nothing had happened and explained:
"I ran into Miss Sade on the way out this time... Thanks to her help, the investigation on the front line went very smoothly. She really helped me a lot."

"So that's how it is." Jilan nodded.

But he felt that the teacher was not telling the truth and seemed to be hiding something, but as a student it was naturally difficult for him to ask further questions.

Pala and Sadeh sat together in their best attire, giving Gillan the feeling that they looked like a newlywed couple who had just returned from a trip.

But he didn't dare to express this feeling.

"Long time no see, Mr. Gillan."

Sade chuckled and raised her hand to snap her fingers.

Snapped.

A layer of black veil that is invisible to the naked eye and can only be vaguely perceived by spiritual vision covers their area and isolates them.

"It has probably been more than half a year since we last met at the Withering Tea Party in Dreamland."

"Yes, ma'am," Gillan said respectfully.

"I haven't seen you for half a year. You have made great progress. I have heard a lot about you these days. You are really an amazing young man."

Sadie pulled out a box of ladies' cigarettes, took out one, and lit it with a kerosene lighter.

Clang, slam——

She puffed out a puff of smoke, parted her red lips, and smiled:
"It is indeed as Pala said. He is a rare genius in mysticism that only appears once in a few hundred years... It seems that you have learned a lot from Pala, including alchemy, swordsmanship, body building, meditation, and his most outstanding achievements, the 'Sage's Secret Mark' and the method of refining the 'Philosopher's Stone'."

"Ms. Sade, you are overpraising me. This is all due to the unremitting teaching of Teacher Pala."

Jilan bowed his head slightly and spoke humbly.

Sadie, however, looked at the purple-eyed young man in front of her with great interest, and said in a teasing tone:

"You are very modest. But you are right. Only with the careful teaching of the teacher can the students inherit the same tradition." "In addition to the mystical knowledge, Mr. Gillan has mastered the most important and useful way to pick up girls from Pala."

“This is his best knowledge.”

"?!" Jilan was stunned.

He looked up at the teacher, and saw cold sweat on Pala's forehead. He even took off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth, but it seemed that the shiny lenses could not be cleaned.

"..." Jilan seemed to understand something and remained silent with high emotional intelligence.

Sade glanced at the man beside her, chuckled twice, and said:

"By the way... Sashato, I say hello to you, Mr. Gillan."

"?!"

This time, it was Pala beside her who was stunned.

The man put on his glasses again and looked at his student in amazement. His eyes seemed to be asking something, quite surprised.

Sasha...

Hearing this name from Sadeh's mouth, Para Celsus immediately thought of an extraordinary existence, "Bishu", who was also an apostle of May like Sadeh.

But how could Gillan be related to the apostles? !
Moreover, it sounds like they have a close relationship!
Gillan opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard Sade say:

"Sasha said her mark disappeared inexplicably and she was worried about your safety. If she hadn't been busy with something important, she would have come to check it out in person a long time ago."

"It seems that Mr. Gillan is fine now?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Gillan nodded stiffly.

"Yeah." Sade put out her cigarette and looked up. "That's good... But how should you explain to her the disappearance of the mark? I suggest you come up with an excuse as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be able to help you when the time comes."

"..."

Gillan was speechless.

At this time, a hand appeared in front of him, holding a clean handkerchief.

I looked up and saw that it was handed to me by Teacher Pala.

After Jilan took it, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The master and the disciple looked at each other and sighed.

...

...

After the waiter brought a pot of premium hand-brewed coffee and some afternoon tea snacks, Pala ate a cookie and quickly changed the subject:
"By the way, Gillan, I've heard about the 'Six-Party Gambling Fight'."

Pala gave him an approving look.

"Well done. Very well done."

"Moreover, I also learned from Miss Sade that you...successfully killed the real image of the 'Windmill Cat' Pal Solomon and wiped out every trace of his will?"

"Yes, teacher." Jilan nodded.

Hearing this, Para Celsus's face showed surprise and deep relief.

He let out a long breath, his tone quite emotional:
"Okay! Very good!"

"I really don't know how to evaluate it! One year, just one year! Jilan, you have completed the journey that took me two hundred years!"

"This way, I can rest assured!"

Jillan could see that the teacher was really excited.

At the same time, it is also a joy that comes from the heart.

Pala took a deep breath, calmed down, and said in a deep voice:

"Jilan, I went to the front line this time and have already found out the results of my investigation... The deaths of soldiers on the front line and the extradition of their souls were indeed caused by the Eclipse Society, and the Crescent Moon Society was also behind it."

From the teacher's narration, Gilan learned that Pala secretly arrested more than a dozen front-line officers, from lieutenants to colonels, and even three generals.

Even under the protection of the army's mystics, these people were still possessed by the devil.

These imperial officers were manipulated to secretly collect a large number of soldiers' remains and perform some evil rituals in secret.

It seems to be used to collect and extradite spirits.

"Sade and I have some guesses about the purpose of the Eclipse Society. The most likely one is that they want to open a door from the dream world to the mortal world."

"To connect the dream world with the mortal world?"

Ji Lan frowned.

"Teacher, this seems to go against the truth."

"That's right." Pala nodded. "But their method is quite clever. They use the dreams of the living to form a one-way door, thus releasing a large number of demons."

"This method is still within the realm of truth. After all, 'Hell' itself is located in the 'Corridor', the home of God."

"What do they want to do?"

Jilan said solemnly.

"Let the demon army wreak havoc in the empire, causing chaos and bloodshed?"

"This should be just one of the reasons. The bigger intention is to divert a lot of energy from the Empire, so that the Empire will lose the Buao War. At the same time, use the large-scale killings caused by the devil to collect more souls to heal the 'Windmill Cat'."

Pala said coldly.

"Although this matter is quite tricky, it is not impossible to prevent and deploy emergency measures in advance... What I am more worried about is that there may be someone in a higher position behind this matter."

"After all, the Windmill Cat is seriously injured and has gone into hiding. Without the intervention of a higher power, the Eclipse Society alone would never be able to achieve this."

"Teacher, I may have some clues here."

At this time, Gillan took out a perfume bottle.

Seeing the perfume bottle, Pala's face changed slightly.

(End of this chapter)