Dragon Zero

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"What? As long as it doesn't kill him."

Benota said: "There is a thing I want you to help me pay attention to, that thing is called the "Operation of Control"."

"Yinhuangjun's control symbol!"

"Do you know this thing?"

Jiemi said: "Last time there was a lot of noise in the North Korean political meeting. Now that it's spreading in the palace, how come I don't know. Why do you let me pay attention to this? Let me help you steal it?"

"If you can." Benota nodded. "Well."

Jiemi said: "But you don't know the relationship between me and Radat. He never tells me anything about it, only he and the guard officer Brad know."

"How could you say that you are also on his pillow, you should pay attention to him, is it impossible?"

Jiemi shook her head: "My queen by the pillow is not always by his pillow."

Benota smiled and kissed her face again.

Jiemi said: "Well, I can help you pay attention to it, but I can't guarantee it. And I don't know what the "hand of control" is."

"I'll tell you this." Benota told her about the "Operation of Control".

After listening, Jiemi nodded and said, "If I helped you, how could you thank me? And how should Zalberg thank me?"

Benota said: "Zalbog is Ladart's uncle. Isn't your relationship more intimate? How should he thank you, you should ask him. As for me, of course, you are only obedient."

Jie Mi pointed at his nose and smiled: "Hua Yan's rhetoric will coax people."

Benota rolled over and pressed on her: "There is still some time, let's do it again."

...

The scorching sun was shining, and on the outskirts of Sindmore’s jurisdiction, on a town bordering other provinces, the Cheman family’s carriage stopped at the town’s stable station.

"Tonight, Alva and I will spend the night in the town." Hohenheim, his wife, and Dark Marquis got out of the car one after another, and after the coach at the post set up to travel, Warnheim said to Dark Marquis: "Yanlong, this is no longer within the scope of Wangdu, you don't have to send it anymore."

"Ok."

"There is a restaurant over there. Let's go over there to eat, although it's a bit early."

In the restaurant, Alva ordered some food, Hohenheim said: "This time, I don't know when we will see you again. You have been stationed in the rainforest wasteland for many years. I am afraid that you will have the opportunity to come to me after retirement. Right."

An Wuhou smiled: "I believe this time is not far away. In fact, I had an early idea to leave the imperial army, but my subordinates still need my care, but I think I will leave in a few years. I will visit you at that time, including my good friends before."

Alva said with a smile: "Then you remember to bring your little ghost head too. Ah, it should be the big ghost head now. When you were transferred to the rainforest wasteland, how old was he? He is also in his twenties."

"21 years old." Anwuhou sighed: "When his mother passed away that year, I promised his mother to take good care of him, but because of my responsibility, he hadn't read it in college for a day, these Years have been suffering with me in the rainforest wasteland."

"I believe neither she nor Elske will blame you." Alva can only say such a comforting word.

Hohenheim didn't want to say something sad to the Dark Wuhou, and changed the topic: "Yan Long, do you plan to return to the capital next?"

"Well." Anwuhou nodded. "Wang has not been very flat recently. I was a bit worried about Raymond being implicated in Wangdu. He came to Wangdu because of me. I have to make sure that he will have nothing." Trouble leaving."

Hohenheim said: "The present capital is indeed a land of right and wrong. It is easy to get in trouble by being involved. I hope he is safe, otherwise I will feel guilty."

Just as Hoinheim and Anwuhou dine and chat, at another table in the restaurant, two people have begun to watch them quietly.

Both of them were ordinary civilians, but when they spoke, they looked at them from time to time.

"Is it them? Cheman Hohenheim and his wife Alva?"

Another person took a hand-drawn portrait and compared it: "Although the portrait is not quite similar, it is certainly him."

"Do you want to act?"

"No, Lord Inanaga instructed that Hoinheim and the Dark Marquis Yanlong next to him are very powerful people, let us never act arbitrarily. I stay here and stare at them, you go back quickly, Report the situation here to Wang Du."

"Yes."

...

In the star-studded area of ​​the king, in the underground hall of the underground, Inanaga, who changed her figure in purple tight skin, came to the throne.

Podo Cassie opened his eyes in a deep sleep: "What's the matter?"

"Emperor Kui, Cheman Alva has already fallen, and as expected, they are resting in a town on the border of the capital."

Poto Cassie said: "There are only a few roads from the north to the king capital. How can our people find them. How did you instruct the subordinates?"

Inanaga said: "I have let the subordinates pay attention to Alva secretly, but don't follow it. With the vigilance of Dark Wuhou and Hohenheim, easy follow-up will be found. If they leave the town, our people will also Note that as long as they know the direction they are going, they cannot escape."

"What are you going to do?" asked Emperor Podo Cassijer.

Inanaga said: "I don't think the Dark Marquis Yanlong will always be with Hoinheim. When the time is right, our people will act."

Poto Cassie shook his head.

"Di Kui is not satisfied?"

Poto Cassie said: "This matter is of great importance, and I am not assured of the following people."

"The emperor is too worried." Inana Niga looked at Portor Cassijer, her expression slightly frivolous.

"Are you disdainful of my tension?"

Inanaga said: "I've only been with you for so many years, and for the first time I saw you care so much about something."

Poto Cassie said: "I understand the kind of self-confidence you have for the strong, the kind of authority you have in your hands."

"When you encounter something, you are nervous and anxious. It's the performance of the incompetent. Emperor Kui, don't let me down."

Poto Cassie said in a deep voice: "As Emperor Que, if even the people around me are disappointed, the prisoner's door need not exist."

"What did Emperor Kui think?"

"It takes different people to deal with different things. Of course, such an important thing, I certainly hope you handle it yourself."

Inana Nika smiled and said: "Is Emperor Kui willing to let me go from my side?"

"These two words of attachment are deeper than me."

"Oh, yes, I will take care of this matter, and take Albert away from the capital." Inana Nika walked to Emperor Que, his thin white finger touched him: "Tonight I Just go, don't miss me too much..."

On Wangdu Street, aimlessly searching for an afternoon, Jola was finally tired and unable to move: "I can’t find it everywhere, I don’t have any news about Albert, I... I am really destined to be born Come to the tragedy?" Under the hot sun, she took off the crown worn on her head and watched the red star gem on the crown couldn't help crying again: "Mom...Mom, this is the most important thing you left me Why can't you bless me with a happy life? Since childhood, the people around me have left me one by one, now... now I have only myself, and I am alone. ."

Loneliness, loss, sorrow, lingering in my heart, recalling the people who were close to me, one by one is so far away. Lifting her head and looking at the vast crowd of people, she suddenly felt that this place was actually a strange city for her, because here she had no dependence and no family.

The hot sun was hot on her golden hair, but she didn't feel it at all, because her heart was no longer cold at this moment. If you lose someone who cares for you, you lose your home, and where there is no home, how can you feel warm? She walked slowly with her head down, step by step, her footsteps had lost direction.

"Hey Ruola."

A voice sounded behind her, but she did not hear it, and she was still walking forward.

"Jorra, what's wrong with you?" Dominica Bill went round to Jorra and blocked her.

"It's Bill." Jola and Bill's classmates at Engeta College, the two are not very familiar, but they are also considered.

Bill Birola was slightly smaller and asked, "Looking at what you're lost, what seems to be happening?"

"Teacher...Teacher he..." Speaking of the death of the royal tutor, Ruola's tears fell again.

"What! He's dead, the Royal Instructor? What happened?" Bill asked.

Ruola wept: "This morning, at the tutor's house."

Bill sighed: "I took his class and was a very kind and stern teacher, which is unfortunate."

Ruola wiped her tears and said, "Bill, your father, Lord Terosa, is the Minister of Justice. Can you please ask him to let him catch the murderer, and not let Mr. Albert escape."

Bill said: "But my father is an official of the Ministry of Justice, not a sheriff, and arresting people is a matter of the police station." He saw Ruola's sad appearance, and comforted: "I am also sad to see the death of the mentor, I I will tell my father, let him urge the police to do his best to investigate."

"Thank you."

Bill asked: "Where are you going now?"

Ruola shook her head and said, "I don't know." He said, "I want to go back and take a good rest. Hey, are you sick? Are you okay?"

Bill touched his head and smiled: "It's already recovering, thank you for your concern. I'm going to visit the benefactor who saved my life. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." If Raura had just said goodbye, his body softened and collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, hello..."

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