Path of The Dragonborn

"How would you react to this kind of casual bragging by passers-by?" After a daze, he seemed to be sure that the other party was not joking. Heliga couldn't laugh or cry: "You are... well, a strange thief far beyond that kind of passerby ."

"Because of this...I can't be underestimated." The man's smile remained unchanged. "The latest anti-theft device...hehe, I want to see how the power of technology can stop me."

"..." Heliga was unable to complain. After a while, he remembered that he was not here to tell him this.

Sure enough... Leaving from actual combat will make people feel less nervous.

"Speaking of... why are you here? Bulubland--"

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, please call me Baron Boulubland—at least for now—"

"Are there any actions in "association"? "

"...Why can't I act alone?" Bulubland, the executor of the association, the "Gentleman of Strange Thieves," said innocently: "The center of the current plan of "Association" is Clos Bell——"

""Starting from the "illusion" of Crossbell, awakening the "flame" of the empire-I have heard this. "

"...Yes, indeed..." Bulubland was silent for a while, and seemed to become a little embarrassed. "But this does not mean-at least the "executor" is absolutely free...This is..."

"I know this too--but..." Heliga glanced suspiciously at Bulubland. "You really came by yourself?"

No one had anticipated the existence of Bulubland. He also haunted and caused trouble in Crossbell before. But here in the empire, everyone's attention is basically the "associated" senior personnel and potential terrorists.

The existence of Bulubland is indeed the possibility of some "association" plan changes-but just because of his personal whim, this possibility does not exist. After all, during Libel's change, the reason he came to Libel was just to see how the situation would develop.

"I won't trouble myself." Heliga curled his lips. "You...just have fun by yourself."

"What a surprise... I thought you would stop me." Blubland didn't feel any surprise when he said this.

"It's boring... You can come back and do something at any time, and I can't stand there forever." Heliga shrugged, "There is no need to kill you... I think I have enough potential enemies next."

"Really..." Boulublan let out an ambiguous emotion.

"Speaking of...what about your "executor" partners? "After a long silence, Heliga asked curiously.

""Sword Emperor" and "Annihilation Angel" have already become your people... I don't need to mention them again. Bulublan gave Heliga a meaningful look. "Luciola seems to have found a new way..."

"Didn't you save her."

"Yeah...but I just did it easily...Kemparera was also nearby at the time. If I didn't make a move, that guy would probably do it too." Bulubland said, "As for Valut ...You shouldn't be interested in that guy? He has returned to the Republic."

"Indeed... he is fine." Heliga and Varut had unpleasant memories, and he didn't want to see that person again if possible.

"Where is my good opponent? Are you overwhelmed by the pile of documents in the palace?" Heliga finished asking, and it was Boulubland's turn to ask interesting questions.

"Yeah... the hands of reviewing the documents are trembling, let alone playing the piano, I'm afraid I can't even hold the roses." Heliga laughed, "Why do you sneak into the palace and steal some of his documents? This will also relieve him of stress."

"This is really a good proposal...but I refuse." Bullublan pretended to exaggerate, "It is precisely because he is a good opponent of equality...that he should attack more strategically instead of providing additional help-he will understand This makes sense."

He answered very seriously. Heliga didn't expect that he would get a serious response from the other party if he joked casually. While crying and laughing, he exclaimed, "The executor is really not a normal person"-Levi has faded after Wiseman's death. After Ling completely eliminated the shadow of the past, her personality became cheerful and lively.

Thinking of Levi, and thinking of his preparations for the civil war-Heliga's eyes changed slightly.

""The Saint of Steel" Arian Hurd...The seventh pillar of "Association"...I hope you can teach Levi more during this period-the stronger his strength, the odds of my victory here Bigger. "

As for Ling... Although Esther and Joshua spoke very vaguely, he could feel the strange feelings Ling had for him.

I don't know if it is good or bad... But Heliga chose to remain silent. As for why it was himself, not Levi or Joshua... he didn't want to think about it.

Maybe it was because only oneself had an influence on her family concept? Maybe it is because I have always communicated with her in an equal manner? Heliga is not sure.

But he refused to implicate Ling in the civil war. Esther and Joshua might not agree.

She... is in Libel, so that's it.

"You are young... if you are always upset, you will get wrinkles. That's not good for your skin." Bulubland's voice pulled Heliga's thoughts back to reality.

"Really...How many tricks did you learn from your Kemparela? How old is that guy...and, is it a man or a woman?"

"Although I would also like to discuss these gossips with you," Bulublan said abruptly, "but your companion may be confused by you for a long time talking with someone who doesn't know who it is... You don't Do you think so?"

"...I think so." Heliga saw the door of the jewelry store just now. Alyssa and the others seemed to be looking for herself while squeezing through the crowd, "Let's do it."

Although Bolublan's appearance was more like an accident... but there was no need to care too much.

Especially, in this situation now.

Heliga turned and left, and waved to Blubland without looking back, which was a farewell.

Of course, in his heart, Heilijia paid a silent tribute to this jewelry store. Although I don't know what method Bulubland will use to solve the anti-theft device that the store manager said can block him-but that is "Kaigui B" after all, isn't it?

The sun is still shining.

The heat is still hot.

But...the laziness in the heat is gone.