To put it bluntly, from that time on, he suspected that the Human King wanted to silence him.
He may not have thought that the key to the problem was Hitzfeld, but he certainly suspected that he knew too much during his years as a confidant of the king. So he didn't dare to go back to the secret room to work, but hurriedly took some notes and left, leaving those difficult to understand words in the diary.
He may have sensed that he was going to die. As for why he continued to work diligently and follow his position to win over Hitzfeld before his death, the girl understood this as his way of begging for mercy from his superiors.
I am truly loyal to Your Majesty!
I am always thinking about His Majesty, and whenever I meet someone I want to bring them to His Majesty! Doesn't this prove that I am the center?
Maybe that's what he was thinking, no wonder he was so persistent here...
There was a storm of thoughts in his mind, but his face was calm and expressionless. Hitzfeld nodded: "It was Ves-Nian who deceived you."
"enough!"
Bislo raised his hand to stop her, not wanting to hear any more of her analysis.
Even if it's true, so what.
Their good Majesty is the Lord of the Kingdom of God and can do whatever he wants.
Let alone deception, does Your Majesty need any reason to kill someone?
He vaguely realized that the truth behind this deception must be extremely horrifying, and he did not want to get involved in this matter, so what he wanted to do now was not to get to the bottom of it, but to put the entire blame of this damn case on "Hasim" and get himself out of here as soon as possible.
"Are you willing?"
His movement to leave was stopped by the girl's words.
"Faced with a pile of steel parts, even if you can figure out the pattern and intercept them every time, you must have suffered casualties over the years."
Bislo carried her on his back without moving.
“And the casualties won’t be low?”
The broad figure began to tremble.
"You've seen a lot of people die, right? Not sitting in the Governor's Mansion and looking through pages of casualty figures like you are doing today, but watching them die on the battlefield with your own eyes."
"..."
"You know each of them, you can even call them by name... Don't you think this deception is blasphemous?"
"That's enough! Shut up!"
The man turned around like an angry white bear, pounced in front of her and opened his arms as if he wanted to strangle her neck.
Hitzfeld didn't move at all, just stood there looking up at him, his one eye not even blinking.
"..." Bislo didn't really pinch her.
His hand seemed to have grasped some obstruction out of thin air, and it stayed a few centimeters outside the girl's neck without touching her at all.
Then he howled and ran upstairs, leaving her alone.
almost.
Looking at his fleeing back, Hitzfeld curled his lips.
From his insistence on investigating the case with me, we can infer that he is a very face-conscious person. From his doting on his daughter, we can infer that he is a person who attaches great importance to family affection.
He allowed Nellie Bislow to mess around in the city but he kept a very low profile and never showed up. It can be seen that he did not like that kind of pomp and circumstance, nor did he like wealth and glory.
But he attaches great importance to his status. He cherishes the opportunity to hold all the power in the Sea King City, and he values this even more than his loyalty to the Human King.
This is contradictory and strange, isn't it?
The most reasonable explanation she could think of was that he was obsessed.
He longed to hold this position forever, not because he was greedy for power, but because only by sitting in this position could he best organize the blocking action against the Mechanical Kingdom.
He has a grudge against those tin men.
I want revenge, but I am afraid that others will see through my thoughts...
This man is far more fragile inside than he appears.
So that was about it. There was no need to push him too hard the first time. All she did was plant a seed in Bislo's heart. Even if he couldn't be transformed into an ally in the end, it didn't matter. All she needed was for him to stay put.
Because after analyzing certain truths, she had begun to have some ideas about Ou Jincheng.
Then it is very important to fight for the power of Neptune City. At the very least, these troops cannot stand against her at the most critical moment.
"Buzz-"
When she came up from the secret room and reached the wide platform, she felt something in the cloth bag vibrating wildly.
When she took it out, she saw that it was the new iron box that Bunoliel had given her.
That is the communicator.
To open, press the button.
"What's up?"
If my guess is correct, they must be getting anxious after their spies saw me entering the union...
"Where are you now?"
Bunoliel's voice sounded particularly urgent.
"Outside, what's going on?"
"Not in the Blood Temple?"
"No."
"Go back quickly!"
"What's the reason?"
"Someone is trying to kill you!"
The old man was almost screaming at this side with his mouth close to the communicator: "Did you know that there is a traitor among us? They killed Luca and you will be the next one soon! The thing in your hand is also related to them, you can't get rid of them! Only the Blood Sanctuary can protect you!!!"
"excuse me."
Hitzfeld first pulled the communicator away, and only spoke when he was almost done yelling.
"Do you think that I have already signed a contract with the Blood Temple?"
There was no reply, and Hitzfeld could imagine a few dull faces.
Maybe he was coerced, or maybe he was one of the masterminds.
Forget it.
None of this matters now.
She continued, "Normally, it is true. No matter how hard you try, no one can deceive the Blood Temple. As long as I enter the temple, you can be sure that I have signed a contract with it, which means that it has obtained my blood, and my body and mind can be said to be controlled by it."
"But have you ever thought that there is actually another possibility, that is, the Blood Temple's rank is not actually higher than mine, so it should be it that is trying to curry favor with me, instead of me going through the trouble of trying to please it?"
……
On the other side, in a dimly lit piano room, Bunoliel sat next to a musical instrument, holding the communicator in his hand, turning his head to look at the darkness beside him.
"It shouldn't be possible."
There were whispers in the darkness.
"The ranks of the sanctuaries in various places are all above level 7, and those in Sea King City are even closer to level 8. Even if she really took the same route, she wouldn't be that fast. She might just be suspicious and said that on purpose to trick us out."
"Not necessarily. Don't forget that she is a divine devourer, and she should have absorbed the power of more than one divine weapon. The god she is associated with is that person, so anything is possible to happen to her."
The voices discussed secretly for a while, and someone quickly gave the old man an order: "Play dumb and test her again."
Bu Noliel groaned inwardly, but had to do as he was told and said to the other side: "...I don't understand what you are saying?"
"They have control over Shana?"
Hitzfeld hits directly to the core.
Bunoliel fell silent.
That seems to be the case.
"I don't care, Bunoriel...but since you are not really a traitor, I am willing to give you a chance."
She spoke to the other side in a very, very soft tone.
"…Tell me if there is any other location besides the Blood Temple."
"Nothing."
The old man looked back at the darkness and said, "There is no more... Yes... You just need to go to the temple... It is the safest place now..."
Hitzfeld just hung up.
Then he threw the small box out and let it fall from the bell tower.
"What did she say?"
"She seems to be going to..."
"Very good, your mission is accomplished."
"When the master returns, you will get the reward you deserve."
Hitzfeld went downstairs quickly, and an apprentice came up to her and asked if she needed help. She generously said that she needed a car to go back to the temple.
She is not afraid.
And there are indeed some things that are best asked in person.
Chapter 161 Taking Control of the Situation
On the way back to the temple in a carriage, Hitzfeld counted the cards in his hand.
She was not arrogant, thinking that she was arrogant because of her status as the Lord of Mystery. First, she used her words to test that the other party really did not know this, and secondly, she had an extremely bold guess, that is, Yin Seer really could not control this place.
Maybe he could do it if he wanted to, but either he was busy with other things and couldn't get away, or he didn't have time to get to Neptune City at all.
Then this was her chance.
She was not sure about Yinsel's situation and whether he was already on the way. Anyway, this opportunity was rare, and she had to take the risk and find a way to contact the real mechanical apostles to see if she could get anything out of their mouths.
In addition, putting all the clues and context together, she had a guess that would cause panic if she told it to others.
Let’s take a look first… The girl’s eyes looked out the window more and more determined.
I don't hope it's really what I think...but if it is, if it is really like this, then I'm sorry, I have goals that I must accomplish.
The carriage stopped steadily in front of the church. Hitzfeld jumped out without waiting for help and walked quickly towards the church.
While walking, she kept looking at the surrounding scenery, and from the visual effect, there was no difference from usual.
The sun had already set and night had fallen, making the lights seem particularly bright. Some Blood Slaughter warriors were walking arm in arm in arm in the roadside restaurants, making loud noises and making a lot of noise. Everything seemed peaceful.
This was not the first time Hitzfeld had seen such a scene. She had also stood on the upper floors of the cathedral and looked down, and had seen much more prosperity than this.
But is it really so?
What we see with our naked eyes is sometimes unreliable. She tried to communicate with the mysterious factors with caution, letting her soul connect with them, just like connecting to a spider web and feeling the vibrations coming from its surface. She immediately made new discoveries.
At this moment, there were several particularly "strong" points of light gathered in the building in front of her. Each of them gave her the feeling of being more powerful than Sister Tamo in the network, and this was probably not all their strength.
Hitzfeld had not forgotten who had threatened Bunoliel, nor who had mistakenly attacked him and then efficiently rectified the situation by killing Luca - those guys should not have been visible on this grid.
This has nothing to do with whether they have taken the mysterious path or not, but rather that they may not still be in flesh and blood, and any detection method targeting living things may be ineffective on them.
There is more than an 80% chance that Bunoliel is not really betraying me, so he would not necessarily tell these people that I inherited the Dead Bone Ice Needle.
A 20% risk is still quite high, and she doesn't really like taking such a risk when it involves herself.
But she is most likely not alone.
Xia...if I remember correctly before she left, she said that the biggest goal of this trip back to the mansion was to confirm the identity of the old tree. From this perspective, it is very likely the incarnation of "Ancient". If she can use the blood of Imaar to awaken it and then recruit it as a helper...
When the awakened "Gu" comes, will he still be able to retain his previous memories?
If it could, Xia should also be able to find the problem - perhaps "Gu" had seen the army led by Yinsel with his own eyes, or even the undead fleet itself, and it would be best if it could prove that they were all machines.
That summer, there was no way she would remain indifferent.
Yes... yes... so even if there is that 20% chance, even if they still choose to face me after knowing that I have the Dead Bone Ice Needle, I cannot say that I have no chance of winning.
