Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 446

[Chapter 445: Dark Line (Subscribe)]

Aaron went to Pulmouth this time, mainly according to the agreement with the ‘Keeper’ to meet allies.

And the ally that the ‘Keeper’ found for him was a bit big-he was the Emperor of the Invis Empire-His Majesty Arthur IX!

Although Aaron didn’t know how the ‘Keeper of Secrets’ managed the opponents, he could barely see some clues from the current struggle between kingship and theocracy.

Allies are allies, of course, but ‘secret’ is also important.

At least, it’s a decent hole card that can’t be played right now.

Therefore, it is impossible for Aaron to go to Mithra Palace carelessly and ask to meet Arthur IX.

Even, how much this empire was controlled by the emperor is hard to say. I’m afraid that once Aaron meets the emperor, the outside ‘children of dawn’ will kill him…

After the last meeting, the ‘Keeper’ just gave Aaron a way to contact him.

As for how to meet Arthur IX, confirm that the other party really wants to resist ‘Dawn’, and how to make plans, it is Aaron’s own business.

It is not easy to use the authority of ‘secret keeping’ to guard such a big secret without letting so many divination masters of the Sun Church find clues.

Aaron took the public tram to the Queens District, went to a high-end restaurant called ‘Anthem Restaurant’, and booked a box with a special number.

When the number was announced, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the waitress at the front desk, but she quickly covered it up.

Aaron came to the private box and asked for a roast lamb, a salad of South Indonesian specialties, and a bottle of imperial 20-year-old red wine.

Whether it is the special box before or the ordering order here, it is actually equivalent to a secret code.

After the release, someone will soon come to join.

Aaron touched his forehead and waited calmly.

…

Usain is the senior director of the Imperial Suppression Bureau.

He was in his thirties, hard-faced and capable.

Of course, these are not the reasons why he can hold a high position. The biggest reason why he can really climb to this position of real power is because he is a firm royal party in the suppression bureau.

Even in the suppression bureau, there are many factions, such as investing in a certain noble, or the church…

However, Usain had already secretly loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, the kind of true die-hard loyalty.

The task obtained is very simple, just deploying control in a high-end restaurant, waiting for a signal.

He’d been waiting for years, and it even felt like that line would never be activated.

However, just today, he got information about the activation of the cipher.

Inside the office.

Usain put down the magical contact item in his hand, entered the dressing room with a calm expression, and sorted out his clothes.

When he came out, he had already transformed into a waiter’s dress.

Immediately, he stepped into the spiritual world one step at a time, using the ‘spiritual world teleportation’, and came to the wine cellar of the ‘Song Restaurant’.

He is a ‘shadowless one’!

The mysterious knowledge and materials of this road all came from His Majesty the Emperor’s reward, which made Usain absolutely devote to the side of the Church of the Sun.

Judging from the religious fanatical atmosphere there, even if he took refuge in the past, he would only be sent to the stake.

Of course, Usain had no intention of rebelling.

He picked up a bottle of red wine, took a deep breath, and walked into the specially prepared box.

“Sir… the ‘Queen in Red’ you want!”

Usain smiled, pulled the cork, poured the red wine into the graceful long-necked glass bottle, and began to shake and sober up.

The door to the box had been closed at some point, and even a ritual more private than the spiritual wall began to operate.

“Sir, I won’t ask where you are from, what is your name… The order I have been given is to complete all your instructions!”

Usain whispered firmly.

Aaron glanced at the Beyonder, knowing that he should be the one sent by the emperor.

In fact, Arthur IX did not fully trust him, but just made Usain think that he was on the side of the royalists, and at most performed dark tasks such as assassinating the opposition nobles.

After all, who would believe that the Emperor was leading the rebellion?

Of course, even for such a task, this level of secrecy is necessary.

‘A pawn, even sad enough to not be able to establish a real channel of contact, because he has not gained full trust, so messages cannot be passed through him. ‘

Aaron said calmly while cutting the roast lamb: “Make up a reasonable reason for me to get Lord Faneuil’s ball invitation!”

“I see. Any other requests?”

As the top executive of the suppression bureau, Usain did this kind of thing very easily, and he didn’t ask much.

He knew that if he asked too much, he might die…

“No, the key is to arrange it reasonably…”

Aaron wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and poured a glass of red wine.

According to his information, at Lord Faneuil’s ball, Arthur IX’s favorite daughter, the most splendid pearl of the empire, Princess Sophia, may also come.

This princess is the communication bridge chosen by Arthur IX!

Of course, Aaron also knows that when he prepares to go to the ball, the princess is not possible, but inevitable!

…

evening.

The House of the Remingtons.

“Mr. Parra…you’re back.” Mrs. Remington greeted politely.

Aaron could clearly feel that there was a bit of alienation in the other party’s tone.

Probably because I feel that I am too self-sufficient, and I am afraid that I will cause trouble, I want to draw a clear line…

“Yes, I’m back.”

Aaron greeted Mr. Remington, who was trimming.

“It’s been a busy day.” Mr. Remington wiped his sweat and asked with a smile, “Is there any progress in your work?”

“Quite smooth.”

Aaron replied with a smile.

“There are plenty of liars in Pulmouth,” reminded Mr. Remington.

He felt that Aaron might have been tricked by some liar.

“I understand, thanks for the reminder.”

Aaron smiled back.

This time, Mrs Remington did not propose to have dinner together.

After dinner time.

Remington was lying on the sofa, ready for a cigarette.

A high-end luxury carriage suddenly stopped in front of his house, and there were also coats of arms representing nobles on the carriage.

In this era, only the nobles still use this kind of carriage.

The Remingtons, who saw the scene through the window, looked at each other.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

After opening the door, a gentleman wearing a platinum wig greeted politely: “Does Mr. Para Love Toman live here? I’m Lord Faneuil’s housekeeper, and I’m here to deliver the ball invitation!”

‘He…he really did! How long has it been? ‘

The cigarette in Mr. Remington’s hand fell to the ground, his mouth half-opened in disbelief.