"Joker"
“A strange name.”
The source of the sound was not the two people on the bench, but came from the dark shadows.
Xia looked at the thing in the shadow, and from it, he sensed a strong aura of the spiritual world.
Xia raised an eyebrow: "Psychic?"
"I guess so, but I prefer the title of psychic medium."
The hoarse voice came from far away and then returned to the black-robed woman sitting on the left side of the bench.
The woman's face was vaguely visible in the shadow of the black robe. She spoke in a hoarse female voice: "I wanted to introduce my name to the leader, but it seems that the leader prefers to use a code name."
She stood up and saluted to Char: "The military code name is "Dark Crow", and the pet system is mainly composed of undead and spiritual creatures."
...
...
On the other side, the girl with eyebrows and eyes similar to Dark Crow, but with rather immature features and seemed a little younger, also bowed and gave Char a standard knight’s salute: “Codenamed “Nightingale” in the Bureau of Control, specializing in stealth and assassination.”
"Are you from the same family?"
Char glanced at the Dark Crow and Nightingale in front of him and said, "I thought the descendants of the legendary Knights of the Round Table would be sunny and cheerful partners of justice. I didn't expect that one would be a necromancer and the other an assassin."
"We are descendants of the Fren family. Our ancestors were originally called "Dark Knights" and our expertise lies in spiritualism and reconnaissance and assassination."
"In other words, in the starting round table, the role of the ancestors was that of scouts."
Dark Crow spoke in a hoarse voice: "But as you said, Chief, in the former Round Table families, those righteous messengers who were as dazzling as the sun and shining with golden spirits were the mainstream, and we were the outliers."
"Unfortunately, in the past few hundred years, those proud and powerful Round Table families have been destroyed or fallen into disgrace."
"Only our Fren family and three other families that were originally members of the Round Table survived."
"What is the Gou San family..."
"But it suits my taste."
Char nodded.
Although the styles of the two descendants of the Knights of the Round Table in front of him were a little off, Char was quite satisfied with them.
Whether it is psychic communication, stealth investigation or assassination, at least they are rare abilities that are useful to him. It is better than giving him some strong limbs but simple-minded reckless men.
In terms of being a reckless husband, no, in terms of being a reckless wife, he only has Xiao Ai, who is enough. She is well-behaved, obedient, loyal, pleasing to the eye, and can fight. She is not much better than the cats and dogs out there.
but……
Char's eyes swept across the Dark Crow and Nightingale in front of him.
I always feel that there is something hidden in their respectful expressions.
"Why do you seem so skilled?"
There was a moment of silence in the air. Dark Crow hesitated for a moment but never spoke.
Instead, it was Nightingale, who had not spoken a word before except for introducing herself, but had been listening to her sister's story, who spoke first.
She blinked and looked at Char with her emotionless light green eyes:
"After the fall of the Sword Bearer, the royal family has attempted to rebuild the Sword Bearer twenty-seven times in the past one hundred and fifty years."
"The last attempt was four years ago."
As for the result of the attempt four years ago, there is naturally no need to say more.
If it had really succeeded, then Char wouldn't be standing here giving his inaugural speech as the new leader of the Sword Wielders.
Wow, it turns out that the position of leader of the sword wielders is a position that comes with a built-in spirit ring.
However, in this way, Xia also understood his current situation.
The Dark Crow and the Nightingale, and even those Sword Bearers who are not currently in the Imperial Capital, are indeed very respectful to him and will carry out any orders he gives.
However, this is only because of my current position.
The one they are loyal to is actually the Second Princess.
Although they were assigned to be Sword Bearers, in fact, after so many failures over the past hundred years, the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table had already lost their confidence and their morale was low.
"Well, since I'm taking a job, I have to work anyway."
Xia stood up and walked out of the lounge door.
Airola and Diris followed behind Char on the left and right.
After looking at each other, Dark Crow and Nightingale followed.
They also wanted to see how this new leader was different from the previous losers.
…
Imperial capital, suburbs.
Diwell Harbour Area.
Compared to the solemnity of the Upper Town, the Black Lily District is young and fashionable.
The Diwell Port area is the area with the most complex population and is also the most chaotic in the entire imperial capital.
According to the files Char found in the military secret department, there were even quite a few powerful title-level warriors from the enemy country who had sneaked into the port area to gather information in this mixed place.
When the Ash Cult attacked Saint Laurent College, they also chose to sneak in through the Diwell Port area.
Casinos, secret black markets, white houses, extraordinary gatherings... In theory, as long as you have enough money, you can find everything you want in the Diwell Port area.
The City That Never Sleeps - "The Thorns of Sin".
In name only, this is just a bridge club.
But the actual area it occupies is exactly the same as its nickname, just like a city within a city.
The magic lamp reflected neon light on the glass, shining on the faces of gamblers who were either greedy, ecstatic, or desperate.
Gorgeous, yet decadent.
Viscount Lori sat on the top floor of the entire luxurious building.
On weekdays, his favorite thing to do is to sit in front of this huge floor-to-ceiling window and overlook everything that is happening in the glamorous world below.
This was a sinful castle that belonged only to him, which he had built with great effort and decades of time, relying on his interests and wealth.
Thanks to the famous brothel in this imperial capital, he was able to cling to the Borgia family, a giant like his, as a down-and-out nobleman.
Even though he was only a vassal of the other party, he was able to reach the fourth ring at an age when he should have been old and corrupt as a beastmaster, and became a true beastmaster master.
so--
Viscount Lorry would never allow anyone to destroy his castle.
For example, this uninvited guest is visiting me.
…
Viscount Lori looked through his loose eyelids at the black-haired boy wearing a half-pure white mask, and a fierce light flashed in his old eyes.
Among the gamblers who come here, quite a few wear masks to conceal their identities.
But in the eyes of Viscount Lori, those people were just fat sheep of varying sizes, but no one had ever made him so fearful.
Crash——
A faint magical glow flickers.
A bright beam of magic light was reflected from the photo crystal on the desktop, and lines of text, along with pictures and video clips, were projected onto the wall.
Viscount Lori narrowed his eyes and looked at the image on the wall.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became.
Those are all evidence of crimes committed in this city that never sleeps.
Personal imprisonment, organ trade, slave trade… although most of the evidence is just indirect, the amount is frightening.
If it were announced, it would definitely cause an uproar in the entire imperial capital.
"what you up to?"
He looked at the masked boy in front of him, his words still calm.
"Nothing, just thinking--"
"If this information were exposed in the newspapers, you wouldn't feel very good about it, right?"
"They are just some groundless rumors." Viscount Lori narrowed his eyes, staring into the other's dark eyes under the pure white mask, but found that he still got nothing.
Those dark eyes were like silent deep pools, swallowing up all the light, making it difficult to tell what the other person was thinking.
"I admit that they do have a certain impact on me, but if you think you can threaten me with these things, then you are daydreaming."
"Of course, otherwise these materials would have been sent to the court of inquiry and I wouldn't be here."
Xia picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.
"With these materials, even if a public opinion storm is set off in the imperial capital and the parliament is forced to pass a search warrant, by the time the search warrant is passed, nothing will be found here."
"but……"
Char paused for a moment.
"If that's the case."
"Do you think the family behind you will think that you, the white glove, are not doing a good enough job and want to replace you?"
Viscount Lori nodded: "You are very smart, and you understand the process of some things very well."
His originally gloomy voice also became a little kinder: "I admit that you are qualified to sit at the negotiation table with me."
"So, what do you want?"
"Money, women, even the status of a noble..."
Viscount Lori laughed, and his laughter was very profound and unfathomable.
"I am a businessman, and I believe in making money through harmony."
"Since you chose to come here instead of submitting those things directly to the Administration Bureau, it means that you also came here for this purpose."
"For example--"
A smile that he thought was quite gentle appeared on his old face.
"How about using fifty thousand Rhine gold coins to exchange for your photo crystal and destroying all the copies?"
Having said that, while speaking, Viscount Lori kept looking at Char.
He had already made up his mind that after the other party accepted the money, he would send people to follow him, find out his background, and then wait for an opportunity to take action.
After all, only God knows how many times the photo copies have been backed up.
And how can a verbal promise of confidentiality be as reliable as one made by a dead person?
Viscount Lori had to admit that Char's words just now had shaken his heart.
Although the Borgia family could indeed protect him, let alone the indirect evidence presented by the other party, even if irrefutable direct evidence was submitted to the court, the power of the Borgia family would definitely be able to quell all incidents.
However, no matter how things are settled or calmed down, once something like that breaks out and someone behind the scenes has to step in to clean it up, it would mean that one is incompetent in this white glove job.
If the Borgia family lost patience with him and chose to hand over this evil thorn to others, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for him.
…
Fifty thousand Rhine gold coins...
That's the only price they're willing to offer.
Xia couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He thought that as the owner of this brothel that never sleeps, Viscount Lori must be a wealthy man who could give him some gold coins to fill his pockets.
But if you think about it carefully, Viscount Lori is just a white glove after all.
The real bulk of the profits generated in this city that never sleeps are regularly transferred to the protectors behind the scenes, and Viscount Lori himself may not be able to keep much.
Being able to offer 50,000 gold coins was already a sweet bait thrown by Viscount Lori in order to curry favor. If he really had to pay, he might have a hard time taking out even 30,000 Rhine gold coins.
Thinking of this, Xia gave up the idea of continuing to pull.
Compared to Comrade Norton in Echoes of History, who had a lofty vision and wanted him to be the "left hand of God" and the "deputy prince of heaven", Old Deng Lori was so stingy even when he made a pie in the sky.
There is really nothing to exploit him, no wonder he is just a viscount.
"No, forget about the gold coins."
"Since you run a casino, you should follow the casino's rules."
He closed the image crystal and played with it in his hand.
"Let's make a bet."
"After the bet is completed, regardless of whether I win or lose, I will destroy this image crystal and the backup."
“Haha, interesting.”
“Very interesting.”
Viscount Lori's face suddenly turned red, and he looked Xia up and down.
"The gambling table at the top of the Thorns of Sin is indeed open to outsiders, but only the most distinguished guests are qualified to sit at the table with me."
"This place has received the Grand Duke of the Kingdom, the leader of the merchant group, the high-ranking members of the cult, and even apostates wanted by the Church."
Viscount Lori took a step closer to the table and stared directly at Char who was standing across the table. He exuded an incomparable majestic aura, and his old eyes revealed the cunningness of a male fox.
This was the only thing in his life that he could be proud of.
At the beginning, Lori relied on his superb gambling skills to climb up step by step from a poor nobleman to his current position.
If he could continue to accumulate experience in the City That Never Sleeps, coupled with the favors bestowed upon him by the Borgia family, he might be able to advance to the fifth ring in no time.
Become a figure who can be ranked among the famous figures even in the entire Western Continent.
"What do you want to bet with me?"
"What chips can you bring to gamble with me?"
But then, Viscount Lori saw——
Sitting opposite his desk, Char calmly took out a metal object and placed it on the desk.
"Don't worry, everyone has the chips I mentioned, and there is only one. It's fair."
It was a silver-white revolver.
Also, a box of bright yellow bullets.
Char's voice echoed throughout the room.
"After all, you are the manager of a casino—"
"Well, you must have heard of it..."
'Roulette, huh?'
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