Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Angel, Croissant, Sora, Boss and Is...

Those kids on the streets, the porridge and pancake uncles in the commercial streets, and the old barbeque ladies in the outer city...

It's really, really good here.

Texas lowered her head, and in her hands, a piece of gray paper gradually disappeared.

This is the One's unique means of communication, the unknown power of the wilderness.

"Zaro..."

Texas found the letter on her desk this afternoon and knew her past had finally caught up with her.

That desolate rainy night, the bloody rain, and myself running away.

"Finally, it's here."

The Wolf Lord didn't say clearly what he needed to do, but thinking about it, this wasn't going to be an easy vacation.

In this world, favors are always the hardest to repay.

Texas turned around and came to the closet in front of the bed. She stretched out her hand and slowly opened the closet——

Inside is a piece of clothing that I haven't worn for a long time.

Texas sighed, and she took off her pajamas, revealing her fair skin and the hideous scars, which were traces of her past.

At this moment, she was like a weathered porcelain vase.

He stretched out his hand and took out the clothes inside. It was a Syracuse-style suit.

Pantyhose, boots, white shirt, suit vest...

Texas didn't turn on the lights because it might wake up his friends, such as Sora.

She always doesn't sleep well at night...

Holding the blue tie in his hand, Texas began to tie it.

"Tsk...I haven't worn it for a long time, so I'm not very good at tying it."

Texas sighed. After a long time, she finally completed this "work".

"call…"

Exhaling, Texas put the long black suit on his body and walked to the mirror.

"It's a bit tight. Have I gained weight?"

Texas rubbed his face and sighed:

"Hopefully everything goes well and hopefully I can come back soon."

Syracuse, the hometown I never want to go back to...I'm here!

Under the moonlight, the wolf's shadow streaked across the ground, and the wolf named Texas embarked on the road back to the wilderness.

squeak-

The bedroom door was gently opened, and the short and fat Qi

The geese squeezed into the room.

To be honest, as a boss, breaking into the bedroom of a young female employee at night is a bit scumbag.

However, for the emperor, what kind of moral integrity is there for a boss? He simply cares about his subordinates, okay?

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that I'm not here. Is there only a letter asking for leave?"

Of course the emperor knew where Texas had gone and why she wanted to go back to that boring gray country.

"Zaro...what are you going to do?"

With his understanding of Zaro, the emperor instinctively felt that something was wrong.

A long time ago, the emperor had a chat with that "Anese". This special individual with a personality that is different from other wolf lords has his own opinions on many things. Although he may not be very wise, at any rate, he is the same as the emperor. , also likes to laugh at Zaro.

"Anesse told me that Zaro has been very restless in recent decades. He seems to be no longer satisfied with the wolf pack's game that has been repeated countless times. He wants more..."

"Does the return of Texas mean that Zaro wants to take action?"

"I don't know if the sleeping wolf mother in Qiqiu knows about Zaro... I can't contact her here either!"

The emperor sat helplessly on the bed and began to think of ideas.

"No! This time is different from the past. This is a matter related to my employees!"

The Emperor can't imagine the Penguin Logistics without Texas. How much less fun would that be? !

"However, I need to find someone to discuss it. After all, I'm not good at this!"

In this land, is there anyone who is always paying attention to the beast master, who is very good at strategy and gaming, and who will definitely help him at this time?

"Kelsey! That's right! It's her!"

In the entire continent, who can understand "the earth" better than Kelsey? !Not at all!

"But where should I find her?" The emperor rubbed his head and sighed:

"Forget it, I'd better ask some acquaintances first. I think that guy Zaro won't move too fast..."

Chapter 47 How does it end?

Syracuse, Volsini, Via Reverse Cross.

Wearing a top hat and an exquisite suit, Dillinger stepped into the bar with a newspaper in his arms.

"newspaper?"

"Well, Wilderness Morning News, there's news from Victoria."

News from Victoria, that's news from the war.

Andrew, who was sitting on the chair, took off the hat covering his face, squinted his eyes, and reached out to take the newspaper.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Dillinger asked with concern.

"Well... I went out with Mr. Lamer, about the business in Dayan."

"Pay attention to rest, brothers are still counting on you."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Andrew opened the newspaper and saw the war report about Victoria...

"Victoria lost, Londinium has fallen." Andrew showed an expected expression.

"Why aren't you surprised?" Dillinger asked in surprise.

Andrew was not surprised when he heard the news, which was beyond Dillinger's expectation.

"There's nothing surprising about this." Andrew smiled and shook his head, saying, "You haven't been to Victoria, so you don't know much about it..."

"Victoria's greatness is entirely based on her heritage, including the wealth of Gaul, developed industry, vast territory and colonies..."

"But that's all gone," Dillinger added duly.

"That's right, so it's not surprising that she will lose."

Andrew shook his head and said: "The only thing I'm not sure about now is how this war will end."

"end?"

"That's right, it's over." Andrew folded the newspaper and placed it on the table, saying, "Although this war is obviously Victoria's failure, the Sakaz people have not been able to control the entire Victoria."

Victoria is not a small country. The legions of the grand dukes and the Royal Guards were lost, but there are other militia organizations, as well as the garrison of various cities, and the nobles also have their own private soldiers...

"This war is far from over. Neither Kazdaele nor Victoria think they have lost."

"It doesn't matter. Does it have anything to do with us?"

Dillinger shrugged, poured himself a glass of cold beer, and said, "Neither Victoria nor Sarkaz has anything to do with Syracuse."

Before the establishment of the trade route between Dayan and Letania, Syracuse was completely independent of other countries, and the Lupo tribe had no desire to communicate with its surroundings.

Andrew looked at his brother and shook his head slightly.

Dillinger is a man of courage, perseverance, loyalty and loyalty. No matter from any angle, Dillinger is the best brother among all...

But the idea in my mind was just a little off.

"The Sakaz people will not be satisfied with Victoria. It's not like you don't understand what kind of person their king is."

"When the war gradually expands, the Sakaz people will have many problems, such as insufficient personnel and being attacked from both sides."

Andrew shook the newspaper in his hand and said: "Sarkaz, they are isolated and helpless, so they will look for helpers at all costs, looking for helpers who may be able to help them."

"For example...Syracuse?" Dillinger guessed, and then overturned the idea:

"Impossible, no matter Syracuse

Neither military strength nor geographical location has anything to do with that battlefield. "

"But Syracuse is so suitable, isn't it?" Andrew said with a smile: "Around Victoria, there are Letania, Casimir, Ursus... These are all enemies of the Sakaz people, they don't Will accept aid from their enemies...but they just need allies."

"So, do you think Syracuse will be their target?"

Dillinger asked: "Then should we prepare early?"

The Corleone family now occupies a seat in the Gray Hall, a corner of Syracuse.

If the Sarkazi wanted to seek help from Syracuse, the opinion of the Corleone family was particularly important.

"No matter what Sakaz wants, in the end we have to listen to that person's opinion." Andrew said with a smile.

Mrs. Sicily, she was the one who had the final say.

"But Mrs. Sicily only has one seat." Dillinger said doubtfully: "Even if Mrs. Sicily is highly virtuous, then..."

"For the truly strong, abiding by the rules is their reserve!"

The door of the bar was opened, and a young man in black wearing a wizard's hat stepped into the hall.

"Mr. Lamer?!"

Dillinger and Andrew stood up, but were immediately pushed back to their seats by Lamer.

"I have told you many times that the Corleone family belongs to you, just treat me as a butler."

You can say that, but we can't do that...

Is this also the reserve of the strong?

"But you may rest assured, Andrew. Lady Sicily will not allow Syracuse to enter the war."

Participate in the war regardless of your strength. Does Syracuse have the capital to enter the war?

Legion?Mouth of the Giant Wolf?Or the backbone of each family?

A few dishes ah drink like this.

In Shen Muke's eyes, Syracuse and Sakaz were together, just like when Lao Mo wanted to regain Rome.

You are poor to begin with, why are you playing imperialism?

"Mrs. Sicily is a wise person. Regardless of whether her own opinions are appropriate or not, she can stand firm on the big issues of right and wrong."

"Mr. Lamer, of course I believe in Mrs. Sicily's wisdom, but Syracuse is not her word after all."

Mrs. Sicily is liberal and democratic.

When she brought order to Syracuse, Syracuse was no longer under her absolute control.

Lamer nodded. He also had Andrew's worries, and they were even greater.

"There is absolutely no way Thereis will let Syracuse go. Maybe he has already made a move, but I don't know..."

Vassago's work in Londinium is not enough to support the entire intelligence warfare system. If he wants to defeat Sakaz, he still needs to find a way on the frontal battlefield.

"But fortunately, Ms. Arianna has already taken Hedley and the others to Londinium. As long as there are more members in the city, everything will be much better."

Lamer looked into the distance, towards the center of Syracuse, the building with the silver wolf head engraved on it - the Gray Hall.

Mrs. Sicily, I hope you will not take risks.

……

Londinium, somewhere in the outer city.