Chapter 125: Lanqi is not afraid at all
The base hall of Lichtens Castle was occupied by a brief silence.
The elegant stone corridors, the luxurious fireplaces, and the paintings hanging on the walls are all immersed in the hazy light of the early morning.
Since the rich boy was so frank and revealed so much information, there shouldn't be too many problems with his identity.
As for the twin guards behind him, they had no intention of saying anything so early.
Frey nodded, remembering that these three people were [Young Master and his two thugs], and looked at the three women standing in the farthest corner.
"We are from the Kremer Empire."
The aristocratic girl in the lead nodded in greeting. Her demeanor revealed elegance and humility, and her long brown hair was as silky and smooth as a ribbon.
But she didn't seem to want to say too much, and she didn't even flinch when facing Frey's cold eyes.
The magical fluctuations on her body were strong and stable, she should be a traditional wizard. On her left and right sides were a tall and heroic female knight with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a petite and timid priest in white with tearful blue eyes.
A very standard warrior, mage and priest configuration.
Since that was all they said, Frey didn't waste any more time on them. He labeled them in his mind as [Empire Women's National Team] and looked directly at the last three people.
"We are from the Northern Continent, and we are clergymen under the command of the Saint of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny."
The priest, whose robe was spotless white and had exquisite gold patterns embroidered on the edges, stepped forward, bowed sincerely, and answered. His eyes were gentle, full of love and tenderness.
Behind him stood an executioner in heavy armor and a red cloak and a paladin in shining silver armor.
They all had firm and fearless expressions on their faces, and their eyes were firm and bright, as if burning with the flame of justice.
"Do you three know Loren?"
Frey asked casually.
There was a sense of being on an equal footing with Loren in his words, which surprised the three of them. They wondered what position Frey held in Ikerit Academy.
"Of course, even we in the Northern Continent are familiar with the deeds of Grand Priest Loren."
The priest replied, and ordered his companions to perform some magic.
Judging from the divine arts of the priests, one can almost believe that there is no problem with their priestly status.
However, we cannot rule out the possibility that there are traitors within the Church of the Goddess of Destiny lurking within the Church of the Resurrection.
Let’s just call these three the “Saint’s henchmen.”
At this point, Frey basically understood the origins of everyone present, although the identities of two of the nine people were definitely fake.
As for their specific identities and occupations, except for those that they were willing to disclose to everyone, the rest would have to be conveyed to him individually in writing later.
"Do you two have anything to say?"
Frey stepped back and came to Lanci and Hyperion.
Hyperion was not very good at explaining the characteristics of her identity. She just used her eyes to signal Lanci and Frey to look back. Then she put her hands behind her back and gently outlined words in the air with her fingertips, indicating to them that she was an "actress".
“…I understand.”
After learning of her identity, Frey and Lanci became more convinced that perhaps other challengers had identities similar to hers, and that they could not do much to directly help the detectives, and exposing them would be suspicious and dangerous.
Therefore, the difficulty of Frey's reasoning increased a lot.
Even if he then questioned everyone's identity, the betrayer could easily make up a flawless identity.
As long as the betrayer is smart enough, it is almost impossible to guess who the betrayer is based on his identity. This is also the mechanism of the shadow world.
After Hyperion finished communicating with them, Ranch looked towards the hall again.
He took a step forward very calmly and raised his palm towards everyone.
"Hello everyone, let me just say a few words here."
"I am a lawyer, and I am familiar with the laws of the Horning Empire. The Horning Empire now fully believes in the blood clan's ancestor. Any behavior that betrays the blood clan's rule will be punished by death. Similarly, humans who want to enter and leave any city need to undergo strict identity registration."
"In response to the information provided by the Geographer, I have one thing to add. The defense barrier of the Honing Empire is now under the control of the vampires. It has the effect of controlling the air. Non-vampires cannot use any flying magic or props. I believe that we can corroborate each other later."
Lanqi's words were like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples and making everyone in the hall fall into deep thought and analysis.
Another person who revealed his identity, more openly.
Moreover, the boy's emerald green eyes were bright and honest, and his voice seemed to carry a calming power that could dispel people's doubts and anxieties.
With such a gentle temperament without a trace of impurities, it is hard for people to suspect that he is a bad person.
Or maybe.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
If this kind of person really is the villain, it would be an unimaginable horror movie.
At this point, Lanqi sighed helplessly:
"If I'm not mistaken, now there is some very bad news. The only bridge leading to the city-state must have been destroyed. We have been blocked on this cliff by the edge of the national defense barrier and the terrain."
"So, the requirements of the Shadow World are that we must correctly deduce the betrayer and catch him. If we accidentally kill the betrayer, we won't be able to escape when the Blood Count comes?"
Frey smiled and asked Lanqi with a hint of playfulness.
After these words were spoken, everyone else looked embarrassed.
A variety of expressions appeared on their faces, some were astonished, some were deep in thought, some were solemn, and their eyes kept changing, like an ever-changing painting.
In this closed space, everyone seemed to become more acute and sensitive, and could almost feel the tense and uneasy atmosphere intensifying little by little.
Just the words "blocked terrain" and "vampire count" are enough to make all the challengers present change color.
Even in the present world, they all know that vampires are by no means terrible creatures that can be fought by creatures of the same level.
The vampires are born with power and immortality, and historically, strong human beings have only wasted their rare high-level combat power in battle against them.
Even though theoretically the vampires would be greatly weakened when the sun rose during the day, there was no possibility of them surviving the entire night at the hands of the vampires.
Even without talking about racial suppression, the challengers around level five present are not at the same level of strength as the Blood Clan Count. Anyone who comes face to face with the Blood Clan Count will have his head chopped off and will only become a toy for the Blood Clan Count to slaughter for fun.
"Of course you can't escape."
Lanqi answered Frey calmly, his mind as calm as a pool of tranquil lake.
Even when faced with dangers like the vampires, he remained calm.
Hyperion glanced at Lanqi and felt a little relieved.
As long as Lanqi remains in this state, she is not afraid.
More updates tomorrow! (End of this chapter)