He grinned, slashed with the scabbard of his sword, and the baron's crying stopped abruptly.
"Let's take him to the hospital first," Madeline ordered.
"The old man deserves to die, but the 'Inspection Guard' probably doesn't want to drag a dead body into court."
"It's a good deal for him." The male police officer snorted.
"Oh, captain." He had turned around to leave, but suddenly remembered something. He took three steps forward and pulled out a crumpled manila envelope from his arms.
"This... I saw it on your desk before I left, so I just brought it over to you."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Also, Captain...didn't that old guy take advantage of you?"
"Hmm?" Madeline tilted her head and stared at him. Under her gaze, the male police officer's face began to turn red rapidly.
"He touched my waist, nothing else."
"Ha! This old piece of shit—"
"No." He turned and ran, "I have to teach him a lesson!"
"You guys watch him—" Madeline quickly called two more people to follow, "Don't let him beat the guy to death, do you hear me!"
It really makes me worry...
She had a headache.
It's cute that her subordinates are energetic, but if possible, she would rather they be more obedient.
Last year, her team 27 received the most complaints, and the new boss refused to listen to any explanations. Last August, she was punished to clean toilets at the headquarters for a month.
She doesn't want to clean the toilet anymore.
I hope this function will allow her to get an overseas job.
With anticipation, she took out the letter and unfolded it in the wind.
[The captain of the 27th Squad of the Sara Homeland Security Bureau, the seventh-level agent of the Sara Homeland Security Bureau, Madeline Bakinsa, is now dispatched to the palace for an audience.]
"So cool that you want to enter the palace?"
She smiled and continued, "Valid until 1986:4 . on April 5, 11..."
"11 point."
Madeline looked up and saw a clock tower next to the Wayne Building, with the hands clearly pointing to half past eleven.
It’s over.
The smile on his face gradually disappeared.
She guessed she would have to clean the toilet again.
Chapter 5 Voyager Project 1
Just as Madeline was rushing to the White Shadow Palace without stopping, Alwin had already sent Nian Lun and Xia Yibing away, and was walking forward with Hitzfeld alone.
"His Majesty……"
"You can call me Alvin in private~"
"..." Hitzfeld always felt that the tone of her voice was frivolous and if he didn't listen carefully, he would even think it was Walnut who was talking to him.
This is, is there anything good happening recently?
It actually made her so happy.
"I have to thank you, Aisuen." The young queen suddenly stopped, stood under a grape trellis, and looked up at the vines.
"I was able to sit in this position through the sacrifices of some people. I have been working hard to do a good job and to completely bring Sara out of the pain that Seran suffered and become a truly prosperous civilization."
"Isn't it strange?" She turned around suddenly, "I don't plan to restore the name Seran, but continue to keep the name Sarah."
"That's something only you can decide," Hitzfeld said carefully. "It's not really that important what it's called."
No matter in which world’s ancient history, if one takes the ruler’s words “You’re welcome” or “You can do this and that in private” seriously and acts upon them, there will most likely be no good ending.
So she still maintained basic etiquette. At the same time, she was wondering in her heart whether Alwin was so special and kind to her because she valued her as a person or simply because they had the same blood in their bodies.
It’s just that my ability to control the divine blood is much worse, unlike the true descendants of the divine blood, who can display those mysterious abilities.
Of course, Hitzfeld was just thinking about these things casually, she wouldn't be jealous of anything.
The effect of force is mutual. The divine blood is cleansing the evil god's flesh and blood, and the evil god's flesh and blood is neutralizing the divine blood. In the end, both benefit Hitzfeld. She has gained so many benefits and is really satisfied.
"Other names are not important, but 'Selan' is still important." Elwin shook his head, "You know a lot of secrets now, and you may even understand some things more deeply than I do. So you know that those myths and legends are not lies. There were gods in this world, and there were things that could fight against the gods."
"Those are some ancient powers and relics... Most of them were destroyed at the beginning of the Cataclysm Era. It was a catastrophe of heaven and earth..."
"But it is possible that there are some lucky ones who survived, such as those who have made artifacts, those who have survived, and even one of my ancestors."
Hitzfeld thought that she treated him as such a person that she could even say such things directly. When he looked up, he saw Alwin staring at him with a smile.
"You say, Aisuen."
"If there are still such things, I mean if they still retain their own consciousness, will they be closer to Sarah or to Seran?"
It is undoubtedly the latter.
Hitzfeld finally understood what she meant and asked tentatively, "So your majesty's idea is..."
She had actually guessed it.
But she had to give the Queen some face and bring up the next topic.
"Your pioneering work has inspired me." Elwin went back to fiddling with the vines. "I often wonder... what kind of king do I want to be? Like Charuni, or like Toredor? Or even like my ancestors... the kings of Thran before me?"
"But now I've thought about it. I don't have to be one of them," she said. "I want to keep the country's name of Sarah and create a new era and new history on this basis."
"This will benefit the entire continent, and even those outer sea worlds. I hope Sarah can save them."
A bit too idealistic.
Hitzfeld commented in his mind.
She was a little curious about why Alvin had such an idea. After all, although she was often criticized by Xia as "too kind" (although she didn't think so at all), it was because she didn't grow up studying in the Namibian world from the beginning.
Her roots are on Earth, where she shaped her worldview. She has experienced that seemingly stable and civilized world, so it is impossible for her to agree with the darkness and chaos of Namibia.
But Alwyn, she is different from here.
She is a native of Namibia, and because of her identity, she was forced to face conspiracies and calculations at a very young age. The fact that she was able to quickly take over the entire kingdom after Charuni abdicated was enough to show that she was not as kind as she seemed, but she happened to reveal this empty ideal at this time.
How should I put it...it's just very strange.
Sarah can't even protect herself, right?
There are not enough Xieyang stone carvings. The Ansheng in the past year was only because she retracted her fist because of Ni Rikui - but fists are something that need to be retracted so that the hits can be more painful. She still has the mind to care about other countries and other continents. Doesn't she intend to defend against the evildoers?
"That's why I called you here."
Alvin stroked a tender green leaf, and the next sentence made Hitzfeld's face suddenly tense.
"I plan to form a scout team with you as the core to go to the Elsa continent and investigate the situation there for Sarah."
It turned out to be like this...
After hearing this plan, some of the problems that I was confused about became understandable.
Hitzfeld pondered for a moment, looked up at Alwyn, and wondered what she was thinking.
It wasn't that she was committing a rebellious act, but this trip was clearly a tough job - the kind that would be considered a punishment in the eyes of others.
She is now the mysterious master, and her position must be very important. She is not sure what attitude Alvin wants to express to the outside world.
Is she trying to prove that she, the mysterious master, is not that important?
Or did he use her to consolidate his royal power and prove to others indirectly that even the founder of modern mysticism must be punished for his mistakes?
"Aren't you angry?"
Alvin looked back at her.
"Anger is the most meaningless of all emotions." Hitzfeld exhaled, "Your Majesty must have his own considerations. I will obey your orders."
She is not selfless.
Finally, Lendiz told her that his relics were at [17 Jingong Road, Colossae].
The port of Colossae is located on the island of Aisa.
The ocean is vast, and most areas are shrouded in gray fog. In addition, in her eyes, Aisha Continent has become the base camp of evildoers. The risk of this trip is no less than facing the evil god.
If she could achieve this goal with the help of the country, she would really like this opportunity.
"You can recruit as many people as you like," said Alvin. "You can deploy all your friends and past partners in the three systems this time."
"Three systems... Can I call someone like Kangana Frick together?"
"The Golden Knights cannot be moved." Alvin shook his head. "But the Order is not just made up of Flint Knights. There are also some priests and nuns... You have seen them before."
She must be talking about Torres and others.
Hitzfeld remembered the cult group he encountered in the Crystal Sea case.
The white-haired dead child priest, and the pink-haired succubus nun.
"Ethan Doyle, Leon Cornerell, Bariu Cornerell, Mapus Darent... and so on and so forth."
Alvin listed a long list of names and turned around under Hitzfeld's anxious and expectant gaze.
"You can even ask me for Shasha-Imaar."
"I hope you can be like a scalpel and find out all the information Sarah needs without alerting them."
Even the Shadow Lion Head was stuffed into my hands...
There was no joy on Hitzfeld's face. She knew that this was because Alvin had no one else to use.
It can be seen from the side how much she values Elsa - the reason why she needs to create such an elite team, and even involves herself, the new mysterious leader, is because she is afraid that if she doesn't do this, the others will never come back.
When the war breaks out, if they can't even win on the front battlefield, then there will be no point in having her as a mysterious lord.
That's why she asked me before whether there was a mysterious master who could solve the problem of eternal night once and for all.
Hitzfeld suddenly realized.
If I said "yes", I might not be included in this operation...
"Come with me, Esun."
Alvin spoke faster and walked forward.
"Come on, I want to show you my selfishness."
At the same time, in the long pavilion in the outer hall, Xia Yibing was walking around the pavilion.
"Your Majesty has a reason why he only kept her."
Annual Ring took a sip of tea.
"There's no point in being anxious."
"I'm not just anxious about this."
Xia Yibing sighed.
"I'm just anxious for my stupid subordinates."
At this point she glanced at her watch again.
It's almost 12 o'clock.
Chapter 6 Voyager Program 2
"It is so, Madeleine Barkinsa..."
After listening to Xia Yibing's brief description, Nian Lun nodded and continued to drink a sip of tea.
"Imaar," she suddenly said, "Do you know what the name Bajinsa means?"
