Fairy’s Box

The island of Funen is located between the North Sea and the Baltic Sea, with an excellent geographical location. It is not only the station of the Valkyrie, but also one of the important ports under the Valhalla Palace.

The locals turned it into a trade transit station, gained amazing wealth, and then used the money to build a fairy-tale city-Odense on the island of Funen. But the operation of a city cannot depend on the rich and the middle class alone. Odense, which is peaceful and picturesque on the surface, also has its dirty side, such as slums.

Unlike slums in densely populated areas, Odense's old neighborhoods are shabby, ancient, and lifeless, with quiet streets, no pedestrians, and no infrastructure such as street lights and guardrails.

Yale put on a fleece coat, put on a mask, and walked into the slum on foot.

The sea breeze here is strong, making the hem of his clothes rattling, and the sand churning on the road like water vapor.

In the corner of the street, twos and threes of young people gathered together, shaking their heads and tails unnaturally, convulsing crazily, but their faces were full of enjoyment and fluttering.

The black-haired knight saw that they were taking a white powder and knew what it was. After all, this thing was produced in Celtic, and the manufacturer's name was Sound Nest.

At the beginning, he took the prescription of the tranquilizer from Lilith in order to turn the harm into a treasure and use it as a special medicine to calm the mind and relieve pain. The purpose of the sound nest is also the same, but on some occasions, it turns around and turns back again, becoming a poisonous poison again.

Yalei can't do anything about it. The businesses provided by Sound Nest are all formal channels. As for how Xiajia and Xiaxiajia are corrupted, the governor's power is beyond his reach.

The black-haired knight turned to a side road in the old neighborhood and walked more than 600 yards along a row of shabby wooden houses. A low tavern appeared on his right. The tavern is not big, covered with a layer of light dust, and it looks as if hundreds of years have passed. The skin peeled off, revealing the grey stone walls inside, and a heavy, worn-out wooden door was propped up in the crooked frame.

The bar is indescribably messy, filled with the smell of alcohol, showing a feeling of decadence and depression.

There are gangsters sitting all day long, mercenaries and waitresses, the smell of food, body odor, and the smell of drinks, mixed with the noisy sound, creating a smell that makes normal people look backward.

The owner and bartender was wiping down a few cups that seemed to never be wiped clean, his eyes focused on the cups, as if they were not rough ceramic cups, but some rare treasures.

He walked to the bar of the tavern, took out a chipped copper ring from his arms, and handed it to the boss:

"How much is this worth?"

"..."

The other party glanced impatiently, then was stunned, lowered his head sharply and stared at the pattern on the copper ring, his eyes quickly turned from the copper ring to the face of the black-haired knight.

"What's the matter, what's wrong?" Yale stared into his eyes and smiled.

"In exchange for a glass of wine and a dish."

The boss lowered his eyes, reached out and grabbed the copper ring, clenching it tightly in his hand.

"I'd like a cocktail with chili, and if there's seafood, a plate of octopus."

"There's only ale and rum here. You can make your own in the Octopus Kitchen ice cellar. We don't offer finished seafood."

"I will do it myself."

"follow me."

He took a deep look at the black-haired knight, put down the wine glass in his hand, found a trusted friend to sell wine for him, turned around and left the bar, and pushed open the back door leading to the kitchen.

...

Rosevia has set up intelligence bases in the territories of various countries in Antrazu to obtain secrets within other countries, as well as to provide intelligence personnel with contact information and exchange information.

All such strongholds, centered on the empire, shrouded the entire country around the atrium under a net. This huge intelligence network was called Hydra.

The fairytale city of Odense on Funen Island is also part of Hydra.

However, on the land touched by the roots of the World Tree, the Hydra's power is limited, and the intelligence level is very low. The intelligence personnel often do not see the connector for extracting intelligence for several years.

In fact, the information they can provide is just a trivial matter. After all, the Valhalla Palace, the highest power center of the country, resides inside the World Tree, and it is difficult for anyone other than the Valkyrie to reach there.

...

Yale followed the bar owner, walked into the ice cellar of the kitchen, pushed open the secret door built into the wall, entered an old tunnel that looked like a catacomb, and gradually walked towards the depths of the ground.

This lengthy tunnel leading to the underground has a chandelier embedded in the ceiling at intervals at the top. It is not illuminated by firelight, but maintained by the brightness of fluorescent stone. However, each stone lamp is not very bright, so I can only see the general situation in the tunnel. The end of the tunnel is still shrouded in dead silence.

"To come up with such an underground project... Are they planning something big?"

The black-haired knight thought silently that the stone steps under him were as clean as new, and the stone slabs on the walls on both sides were polished smoothly.

"This is directly connected to the port, and it is connected to the big lake. In an emergency, water can be diverted to the irrigation and all the evidence can be destroyed. At the same time, we can also take the water pressure to leave the island of Funing in a sealed cabin." The boss seemed to be aware of his thoughts, carefully explained.

"that is it?"

Yale looked at the distance between the tunnels and found that the distance between the left and right walls was six yards. If it was purely for escape, there was no need to design it so wide.

"of course not."

The boss gave him a mysterious smile, folded his shoulders, and explained freely:

"Because we know that the Empire will sooner or later make a move on Valhalla Palace, so make it a little more spacious to facilitate the transportation of troops during critical periods - it is usually idle anyway."

"You have a heart."

The black-haired knight looked at the deep tunnel, connected to their awkward situation, and immediately felt admiration. To be able to plan ahead and put the funds where they should be used, this group of Hydras really did their best.

At the end of the steps, there was a huge stone arch in front, the door panel was open, and the soft white light poured out like fine snow and sprinkled on the floor.

There are several rooms on either side behind the door, and people can be seen working inside.

"Then, Your Excellency the Governor, what can I offer you?" The boss pushed open one of the doors and made a gesture of invitation to him.

"It's simple."

The black-haired knight walked into the cramped room and said straight to the point: "I want you to cooperate with me in attacking the goddess Freya of this generation - Hiluda."

"Do you want to attack Valhalla alone? To be honest, even if you have the strength to defeat two sealers at the same time, you have no chance of winning against the entire Valhalla Palace."

The owner of the tavern, the leader of the local Hydra, Jarvis shivered for a moment, and then tried his best to dissuade him.

"No no no, I'm not crazy yet."

Yale turned around, looked at the panoramic view of the Baltic Sea hanging on the wall, and said calmly, "Isn't she coming to Funen Island for a vacation at this time? I want you to create an opportunity to help my people approach her."

"Opportunity..."

Jarvis breathed a sigh of relief, then tightened his brows again, showing an embarrassed expression:

"I don't have a lot of manpower, and I can't get close to Valhalla Palace... I really can't meet your requirements."

"In this case……"

The black-haired knight didn't expect them to be of much use at first. After pondering for a while, he changed his request: "If the locals of Funen Island want to meet Hiluda, what conditions do they need?"

"Donate, donate treasures, or... contribute to male pets." He said a little embarrassedly.

"These things, ordinary people are not qualified to send them?"

"Yes, the identity must be verified, and there must be a high-level referral." Jarvis took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"It seems that I can only play violent..."

Yale narrowed his eyes, reached out to the panoramic map, and asked without looking back, "The location of the nearby cemetery, the location of the cemetery, and the detailed drawings of the pedestrian street, I believe you can always get it, right?"

"Speaking of the cemetery...there is indeed a large cemetery nearby...a very big one..." Jarvis licked his lips.

...

Funen Island, Pedestrian Street.

Lydia, Surant, Nancy, Nicole, and the Dark Twins appear in the jewelry showroom near the Crystal Palace.

The entire exhibition hall is crescent-shaped, the dome is more than nine yards above the ground, and the column chandeliers falling from above illuminate every corner. There are more than a dozen small booths in the exhibition hall, and a piece of jewelry is placed in the booth. In the center of the booth was a huge crystal pool. The dazzling gems were scaled down to form the prototype of the entire city. Even a street lamp on the road was clearly spelled out.

According to past practice, Goddess Freya would come here to purchase jewelry every time she was on vacation, so this was also one of the locations where they planned to attack.

Surant looked around the exhibition hall, glanced at several booths with contempt, and paced slowly. The butler's costume gave her a certain elegance.

There were not many people in the exhibition hall, only a sparse number of more than 20 people, all of whom were well-dressed dignitaries, and all women seemed to be very interested in the jewelry here.

The six of them were scattered in every corner of the exhibition hall, purchasing jewelry on the bright side and observing the terrain secretly.

Half an hour later, Lydia memorized the terrain by heart, selected a few pieces of jewelry at random, and left the exhibition hall with everyone.

Not long after he left the exhibition hall, Surant's body suddenly froze, his eyes became hazy for a short time, and he quickly regained consciousness. Seeing everyone watching him, he quickly said:

"The Governor told us to stay at the hotel, he will be there soon."

"He can determine your location through the ring, so let's find a hotel nearby."

Lydia stood on the street and shot around, and when she saw a hotel in the northwest corner, she walked over with everyone.