Chapter 187
Yi Tu knew that the relationship between him and Jiang Hanyu would be exposed sooner or later, and he never thought of hiding it forever.
After Yun Yao left, Yi Tu thought for a moment and asked:
"The King of Clubs already knows about our relationship. Do you think the Night King will tell his ally, the Raven?"
Jiang Hanyu paused in moving the wooden board and uttered two words with a firm expression.
"Won't."
Yi Tu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the affirmative answer. This was exactly what he had guessed.
The reason why Fei Ya was able to make it into the top ten and even compete with some extremely powerful throne players was entirely due to the Black Crow team he led and the secret support of Plum King.
You should know that Jiang Hanyu was also from the Black Crow Team before he turned against them.
Especially during the heyday of the Black Crows, under the leadership of Spade King Songhe, they were invincible.
Even though Song He gave his identity card to the big devil Jiang Hanyu in the end, he did give the position of captain to Fei Ya before he disappeared in the Easter egg game.
The reason why the Black Crow team can still be united into a force that cannot be underestimated is that most of the current Black Crow team members have been cared for by the former captain Song He.
Some of them are grateful for the old friendship and are determined to maintain the captain's honor before they die.
Some are young people who admire Songhe. Their fighting spirit is like a fierce fire, enough to burn something.
Most of the Black Crow team members are still quite satisfied with their current captain, Fei Ya.
It's not just because he is recognized by Songhe, but also because Fei Ya has indeed made some convincing achievements.
Flying Crows stabilized the Black Crows' team ranking, even though there was a Demon Fang team above them.
But in the eyes of those old team members who have friendship with Jiang Hanyu, Black Crow and Demon Fang are originally one family.
It was just that Song He and Jiang Hanyu had different ideas and disagreements at that time, which led to the latter's departure.
So even if Demon Fang took away the first place that originally belonged to Black Crow, it was just a family fight.
In fact, neither Fei Ya nor Jiang Hanyu considered the other as their own, especially the former.
For a long time, Fei Ya has been shrouded in the shadow of the great devil.
He was Songhe's second-best candidate, the eternal runner-up who could never compare to Spade King even if he became captain.
Fei Ya's hatred for Jiang Hanyu mostly stems from his own jealousy and lack of ability.
Therefore, he would rather compromise and find Plum Blossom King Night King than bow to his former friend.
As selfish as the Night King is, he can only have loyal followers around him, not friends.
In Plum Blossom King's eyes, he and Fei Ya have never had an equal relationship, they are just temporary partners in interests.
Therefore, even though the Crows have been providing the Night King with accurate and reliable data and information for a long time, they cannot gain the Night King's trust at all.
The King of Clubs could not possibly tell Crow about the relationship between the Queen of Hearts and the Great Demon. No matter from which perspective, this news would be disadvantageous to the Night King.
Firstly, the Night King had a feud with the King of Hearts, and the two had fought many times, but because of the involvement of various parties, neither dared to act recklessly.
Secondly, their affairs were ultimately nothing more than a competition between throne players. Even if Fei Ya had a vested interest in him, he had no right to interfere.
Furthermore, he had let go of the Queen of Hearts due to his own mistake, and seeing that the Cold Palace was gradually becoming more powerful, many players were already worried.
And at this moment, if the Red Queen and the Big Demon's relationship as a couple is announced, even the second-ranked Crow in the team will not hesitate to distance himself from the Night King.
When the balance of power between throne players is lost, and when the power of one of the kings grows strong enough, everyone can only temporarily avoid the limelight, and the Night King is no exception.
He didn't tell Fei Ya, simply because he still wanted to trick the Black Crow Team again and make the last bit of money out of them.
Anyway, Jiang Hanyu doesn't like Fei Ya, so naturally he wouldn't warn him.
When Yi Tu went back, Jiang Hanyu accompanied him.
He let Yitu ride on him in werewolf form. Although his speed was not as fast as Yufeng, the beast was not slow at all.
It was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to Seine City smoothly. The streets were empty and there was no one in sight. There were only a few beggars in tattered clothes lying on the street corner.
After making sure the surroundings were safe, Yitu pushed open the underground manhole cover of the nearest passage and crawled in.
When Yitu returned to the rat's nest, the other members of Handian were already waiting impatiently.
"Why did you come back just now?" Xu Heng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone had returned safely.
"How's it going? Has the Jianjiang team repaired it? There's less than half an hour left until the end of the mission."
Yitu naturally knew that there was only half an hour left for the mission, so he nodded and asked:
"The sword has been repaired. Where are Feiye and the other team members? Are they guarding the passage?"
"No one is guarding the passage, but a few members of Feiye are already waiting outside the door of Jacqueline's rat's nest."
Due to the morning's actions, several teams in the witch camp did not find Leslie Burke's sword.
And Han Dian, who seemed to be the most confident, was unable to hand in the task target to the NPC in the first time, which made Shen Shi have some doubts.
Either Leslie Burke's sword was out of reach, or it had been damaged.
Whether it is the former or the latter, you will know the answer as long as you wait patiently.
Yitu said nothing more and led his team towards the rat's nest where the tribe leader Jacqueline was.
Twenty minutes later, Yitu and the others arrived at the place, and Shen Shi was standing at the door in a long robe, with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was surprise or joy.
“Captain Shen, it’s so late and you’re still not asleep.”
Yi Tu was not surprised to see these people. Instead, he had a faint smile on his face and acted as friendly as old friends.
If Shen Shi had not witnessed the man's crazy look when he rode a dragon to kill people, he would probably have been deceived by his appearance.
"The witch's mission is not completed, so naturally I can't sleep." Shen Shi lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on Yi Tu's right hand.
Although the object was wrapped, one could tell from its shape that it was a sword.
Yi Tu naturally noticed Shen Shi's gaze, curled the corners of his lips, and said softly:
"I don't think Captain Shen will do anything that will embarrass me right now. After all, we are all in a hurry."
Yitu was too lazy to talk nonsense and expressed his attitude directly without any politeness.
As it turns out, sometimes harsh words can really have an immediate effect.
Chen Shi had some concerns in his heart. He knew that he could not fight with the people from Han Palace, so he had to lower his status and make way for them.
"How could that be?" Chen Shi smiled and made a "please" gesture, "We are players from the same camp as Dragon Palace."
Dragon Palace, the new nickname given to the Queen of Hearts by other players, has to be said to be quite fitting to some extent.
Yitu also smiled, glanced at him and pushed open the door.
Even the clan leader's room was still pitifully small, with an area of only seven or eight square meters. What made it better than other clan members' rooms was that at least there were some furniture in it.
Two chairs with scratched paint due to moisture, a single sofa so broken that the core of the tire can be seen, and the only normal low-legged coffee table.
The room was dark and without lights. Jacqueline, who was as thin as a skeleton, lay in the bedding, as if she was lying in a custom-made coffin.
She turned her head weakly, saw Yi Tu standing at the door, and then sat up with great difficulty.
"It seems that you have brought what I want."
Jacqueline's voice was hoarse and weak, but her cloudy eyes still lit up when she caught a glimpse of the sword in Yitu's hand.
Yitu took the opportunity to remove the white cloth and placed Leslie Burke's sword in her arms.
Jacqueline's hands trembled with excitement as she repeatedly stroked the name engraved on the sword, her wrinkled cheeks filled with tears.
"Very good, very good... You did a great job!"
Jacqueline carefully put the sword aside, then looked at Yitu and the others standing outside the door.
"I want to talk to you alone about what's next."
Yi Tu understood what he meant after hearing this, gave Xu Heng and the others a look, and closed the door.
"Chief, is there anything you need to tell me in private?"
Jacqueline smiled faintly, and instead of telling Yitu about the witch whistle, she asked:
"Young boy, do you want to leave the rat's nest and lead your people to forge a new path..."
Jacqueline paused. "Am I being too selfish? Although you have avenged me, you are still young and may not be able to bear such a heavy responsibility."
Yi Tu's heart moved. Jacqueline's words obviously had something else in mind. He wondered if it was the next mission, or if Jacqueline still had some advantages hidden in the witch camp.
After a quick thought, Yitu realized the latter possibility was unlikely. After lowering his expectations, he continued as the NPC said:
"Chief, every member of the witch tribe has a heavy responsibility, not just me."
In order to pass down the witch whistle from generation to generation, the members of the witch tribe can only marry close relatives to ensure the purity of their bloodline.
It is precisely because of this that they are different from other ordinary civilians and are forced to live in underground sewers.
"Good boy, good boy." Jacqueline nodded with satisfaction and said with deep relief, "You are much braver than I thought."
"Although I already have one foot in the coffin and am about to die, I no longer hold out much hope for the future."
"But I feel ashamed of the decision I made in the end." Jacqueline took off the witch whistle on her chest and slowly placed it in Yitu's hand.
"The witch tribe has always had a rule that only the next tribe leader has the right to inherit this witch whistle."
Jacqueline sighed, "I've broken a rule, and this isn't the first one."
Hearing this, Yitu suddenly felt that the latter possibility might not be impossible. He patiently waited for Jacqueline's next words.
"I broke the first rule passed down from our ancestors because I selfishly allowed my clan members to marry ordinary people."
Members of the witch tribe are forbidden to marry ordinary people. Anyone who is discovered will have their entire family bitten to death by a swarm of rats controlled by the witch whistle.
The tribesman who broke the rules and secretly married a commoner was Jacqueline's niece Martha.
Although the witches do not have a long lifespan, God has blessed them with beautiful looks, far surpassing those of ordinary mortals.
Martha, who was only 16 years old, was curious about life on the ground, so she sneaked up without telling her elders.
Even if Jacqueline didn't say anything, Yitu could guess what happened next.
Although Martha is beautiful, she is indeed a pure-blooded witch.
Because of her ignorance, she soon caused a riot and was even hunted by soldiers.
At this critical moment, a young man opened the door and offered her a helping hand.
Martha escaped, but their meeting was just the beginning.
"Martha fell in love with the poor young man and even ignored her family's objections, vowing to be with him until death."
When Jacqueline talked about this past, there was a faint smile on her face, and it didn't look like an unpleasant memory.
"At that time, I had just become the clan leader for a short time. I was just a little girl, only a few years older than her. I wasn't hard-hearted, and I felt very sorry for her."
"So I acquiesced to Martha's courageous decision to escape from the dungeon and run to her lover."
"And as the clan leader, I blew the witch's whistle, but the mice didn't harm them at all."
"The following spring, I led my people out to look for food. I took this opportunity to go to that man's house."
"Martha has a child. From a distance, they look like a happy family of three!"
"She blinded herself in order to live like a normal person, but she is strong and smart and still lives a good life."
Hearing this, Yitu already had the answer in his mind.
"Martha, this isn't the first tribe member you let go, is it?"
Jacqueline nodded. "Yes, it was Martha's story that showed me another path, a path I wasn't sure if it was right or wrong."
"If a young girl can only bloom and wither briefly underground, why can't she go to the surface and enjoy a normal life?"
"They were all very young, all dreaming of a future like a dream. However, from the time they were born until now, none of them had ever seen a forest, crossed a stream, or embraced a cluster of flowers. They all rotted in the ground."
"I know I'm selfish, but as a woman, if I had a choice, who would want to live underground?" Jacqueline smiled bitterly.
"Child, I'm not confessing to you or begging for forgiveness." Jacqueline paused, then said word by word:
"If you are willing to bring your people back to the surface, Martha will lend a hand."
"They never left, they were always here."
Yitu was silent for a moment, squeezed the witch whistle in his hand, and suddenly smiled.
"Who says it's not the best arrangement?"
I'm afraid no one would have thought that a witch who looked like a dirty rat could actually do such a thing as planting spies.
Things were becoming much more interesting. He meant that maybe he could give Black Crow and Lieqi a surprise.
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