Chapter 142

However, Laurentina could sense the various emotional changes that were brewing within Zuo Jian as he lowered his Zuo Jian.

As well as...

Those clenched fists resting on the thighs under the table...

She reached out and placed her hand on her Zuo Jian, which was clenched into two fists.

The latter felt the warm touch on his wrist, turned his head, and saw Laurentina's profile maintaining that calm smile as always.

I'm so tired.

Thinking about all the things that still need to be done on this earth... I'm so tired.

But...

"Well?"

Laurentina was taken aback. She looked down at her hands and realized that Zuo Jian's hand was now tightly gripping hers.

"Phew, I understand the situation now. Thank you, Mr. Duhkare, for sharing such... information that can't even be described as classified."

Zuo Jian's expression shifted from indifference to his usual composure. He slowly rose and smiled as he expressed his gratitude to Duhkare.

"However, I have one last question."

He looked at Duhkare and asked, enunciating each word clearly.

"My intuition tells me you're not lying, but—why tell me? Or rather, why tell an outsider who's not part of the plan? Isn't that a serious breach of confidentiality? It could even jeopardize the successful execution of your massive operation."

So you finally asked that?

After listening, Duhkare took a deep breath and said.

"Because I want to save Kazdel."

"I care more about Kazdel's safety than whether the plan can be executed."

He looked at the Zuo Jian, thinking to himself.

He didn't want a fleshy monster to suddenly jump out and Tutu out all the Sarkaz when Kazdel was facing Victoria.

"Really? Really? I see."

At this point, Zuo Jian's gaze towards Duhkare softened considerably.

For a moment, the latter's stare made him feel a little uneasy.

Well.

Just as I guessed.

Zuo Jian looked at Duhkare with some emotion.

So, was it because he disagreed with Kazdel's current strategic approach but was powerless to stop it, that he had no choice but to rely on outsiders to find a way to prevent them from heading towards the abyss?

As for why he told Zuo Jian... let's just assume that the Bloodfiend Demon's ability to judge people is rather unique.

In short, the conversation significantly increased Zuo Jian's positive impression of him.

"Mr. Duhkare, I'd like to ask if it's possible for us to have a conversation with the current ruler of Kazdel?"

Zuo Jian stood up and asked casually.

?

Damn it, what did he say?

He wants to talk to Theresis?!

Duhkare suddenly had a bad feeling.

Judging from their actions just now, it's clear that the other side is very unhappy with Kazdel's next move.

... So you're planning to vent this anger on Theresis, who devised the specific strategy?

Although if I could go back, I would definitely oppose this plan immediately.

But—since the other party insists on going to Kazdel in person...

He didn't seem to care.

After all, first.

He couldn't stop him.

Second.

If selling Theresis can appease this being's wrath... that's an incredible deal!

Third.

You could even use this as a basis to find ways to deepen your relationship with this person.

From the conversation just now, he could sense that the other party was quite different from his initial guess.

Considering that his current stay in Victoria has not caused any trouble...

This indicates that there is indeed a possibility that they could be courted!

The only problem is that we don't know why he stayed in Victoria. If we figure that out, we might be able to use it to win him over!

If successful... wouldn't the effect be far greater than that Shattered Mansion that Theresis was so clamoring to build?

"Then... let's wait a while, until I've taken care of things right now."

Zuo Jian stepped forward and extended his hand.

Duhkare looked at the hands, took a deep breath, and then offered them up as well.

"I look forward to it and, on behalf of Kazdel, welcome your visit."

The two shook hands, then released each other after a moment.

We're running out of manpower.

Zuo Jian looked at the Bloodfiend Great Lord's face and thought to himself.

He's not really suited for negotiation.

And Victoria definitely wouldn't be able to get away.

... Wait a minute, he seemed to remember that he still had an independent clone wandering around outside...

Let's see if we can get her to accompany the Doctor to Kazdel for negotiations.

What was her name again...?

"What's this?"

Inside the Ursus intelligence agency, several men were gathered around a table looking at a stack of intelligence reports.

"Regarding Iberia, a new church has emerged there, and it is very powerful, attracting a large number of followers in a short period of time."

"What does this have to do with Ursus?"

"... Their Inquisition has launched a rebellion and is overthrowing the existing church and the regime behind it."

"How could that be... just a mere Inquisition?"

Could it be...?

"Yes, it's because of the support of this new church."

"Then it's not worth bringing this up for analysis. The Empire doesn't have the time to concern itself with Iberia."

"That's the key point."

The information was gradually revealed.

"This is... a high-speed warship? Wait, what does it say on it? Where did a church get a high-speed warship? Or is it a new church!?"

"And... what do you mean? What does 'high-speed warship capable of self-repair' mean?"

He looked at the photo with some surprise at the enormous, dark red-painted creature and the pale blue bands of light flowing around it.

Chapter 100! Revelation!

Snap...

Stiff leather boots trod on the uneven cobblestones of the streets of Londinium.

The fog that had gathered together in the morning dissipated completely as the midday sun set.

Duhkare stood on the cobblestones of the street, tilting his head slightly to look at the sun high in the sky.

Originally, as Bloodfiend, he had an almost instinctive aversion to things like sunlight, but when he actually stepped out of that...

After leaving the behemoth's lair and the more dangerous residential area, as they breathed in the air that was free of the monster's dangerous aura, they felt only a sense of relief, as if they had survived a catastrophe.

Not to mention the sunlight, which I almost instinctively loathe, even the smell of perfume or other nasty odors on the Victoria Feline around me suddenly seemed somewhat comforting.

Everything around him gave him a sense of unreality, causing him to turn around more than once to look at the surging crowd behind him, but no matter how many times he turned around, he could not detect that terrifying aura.

He really... escaped?

That's way too easy.

Just now, after a brief chat, when the other party extended their hand to settle the bill for the window, Duhkare, somewhat surprised, handed over the Victoria currency he had on him, and then... and then it just let him go??

No, even if I escaped now, it's nothing to be thankful for...

The crisis is not over yet.

He wants to descend upon Kazdel soon...

Damn it.

He must immediately return and inform Theresis and the Lord of the Royal Court of the Military Commission to cease all actions concerning Londinium!

And it's a stop with absolutely no room for respite!

This place has been targeted by Him. Perhaps out of goodwill, or perhaps simply because He was too lazy to kill the bugs, Duhkare was caught by Him and given a few words of advice.

But...

The other party's attitude was not a reason for Kazdel to be unable to see his own limitations.

People get annoyed by swatting away bugs one by one, so they're too lazy to do it, provided the bugs stay quietly in place and don't make any noise to disturb them.

What Kazdel is doing now can't even be described as "annoying"; it's as if a swarm of flies has crawled onto the cake He's about to enjoy.

Duhkare simply couldn't imagine what would happen.

Especially... that monster's seemingly harmless face... and the intense malice emanating from it.

Ha?

As for that contract with that duke, the kind of guy Duhkare couldn't even be bothered to remember?

Are you kidding me? They wouldn't dare get involved in Victoria's affairs now.

Anyway, Sarkaz didn't care about the Duke's attitude in this matter.

After all, they dared to tell others that they had reached a traitorous agreement with the Sarkaz, and then the Sarkaz broke the agreement. These demon bastards are truly despicable!

If he's really that stupid, it doesn't matter. We'll see if the other dukes join him in cursing the demons' shamelessness or let him get himself killed first.

Not to mention.

Shameless? When has Sarkaz ever cared about such a reputation?

At this point, do we really care about saying one more or one less word?

Duhkare took a deep breath.

He left immediately.