Quadruple split.

Chapter 791 Escape

at the same time
Southwest of the Continent of Innocence, Dreamland Theocracy, Prayer Room of the Underground Temple
“Always feel a bit boring”

Lamoloch sat lazily in front of a lingering green mist with distorted shapes, and murmured in a low voice: "Although it's good to be able to relax your body and mind unscrupulously, but this kind of lazy life is actually pretty good after a long time." It's boring, heh, I'm really hard to serve."

This man, who looked about twenty-five or sixteen, was still the same, wearing a large silver-white windbreaker, and a monocle in front of his right eye. His facial features were delicate and soft, and he looked gentle. They all squinted slightly as if they hadn't woken up, and their kind smiles could make anyone feel good about him immediately after taking a look at him.

But after the 'first glance', you will feel an indescribable weirdness and weirdness from this person, as if he is not a human being, but some kind of piled up by a lot of distorted existence, which looks ordinary There is no difference between human beings, but it is by no means something normal.

Although this creepy and inexplicable temperament is not obvious in reality, even so subtle that normal people can't feel it at all, but when the person whose game ID is 'Lamorocco' enters the realm of innocence, this twisted The hopelessly weird atmosphere could no longer be hidden.

"Crime of Cruelty?"

Lamoloch opened his character panel that couldn't even get into the top [-] in the personal combat power rankings, turned his gaze to the first row and first column of his talent column, and sighed a little hurt: "It's so hurtful. Well, I'm obviously a good citizen who knows the law, and it's nothing more than being forcibly classified into the messy camp of [Chaos and Evil], and it's so strange that I have my own talent."

The surroundings were quiet, except for the distorted statue of gods with the green mist flowing, the whole prayer room was as still as an oil painting.

An exceptionally weird oil painting, like a weird oil painting with a reverse filter.

"But then again."

A few seconds later, the radian at the corner of Lamerlock's mouth that seemed to never disappear gradually became sharper, and he sneered: "Since the main system of this game is so accurate in its judgment, why don't you just turn all the 'chaotic evil' 'Sent to prison? Even if the inferior garbage is removed, isn't it a bit strange that a person like me can still live comfortably after being torn off the disguise."

The distorted statue behind him flickered twice, then hummed slightly, as if sending out a series of faint whispers.

"Can't hear you, my dear master~"

Lamoloch raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression: "It's really sad, I have clearly told you everything that will interest you, but you still don't want to talk to me, a devout believer. Get in touch with each other."

The idol didn't react as Lamerlock expected, as if the buzzing just now was just an illusion of the latter.

"Ugh"

Lameloch sighed, and seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by a short knock on the door.

"Master Lamorlock, the Hall of Aphasia has sent the latest top-secret information, and you have brought back new news from the north side that we have focused on."

A slightly trembling male voice came from outside the prayer room, low and respectful.

"Well, come in."

Lamoloch lazily stood up, leaned unkempt by the long table in front of the statue, turned his head and smiled at the middle-aged man who quietly appeared at the door: "What are you afraid of, I won't kill you."

"Yes, my lord."

The latter lowered his head deeply, while trying his best to control his figure, he took out two pieces of parchment from his cuffs and carefully placed them on the table next to Lamelock: "I'm sorry, grown ups."

Lamoloch didn't touch the two pieces of information, but just glanced at the middle-aged priest with some amusement, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, although I always habitually ignore those words of begging for mercy, but this Doesn't it mean that I will torture and kill a partner who didn't make a mistake at will, or does it mean that you did something that you thought might offend me?"

The latter froze immediately, then shook his head vigorously and said, "Absolutely not, my lord, I would like to ask you"

"Oh, just kidding, it won't be interesting if you are too serious."

Lamoloch raised his hand to interrupt the latter, and said leisurely: "Also, even if our god doesn't care about people telling nonsense occasionally, it doesn't mean that he doesn't mind believers' deception at all, haha, don't get me wrong, I don't I don’t believe you, it’s just that most people don’t know themselves well enough, so even if you have some negative emotions towards me that you don’t even notice, it’s normal.”

The sweaty middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, as if he was so tense that he couldn't even speak.

"Then, can you please read these two documents for me?"

Lamoloch pointed to the two scrolls sealed with wax paint in his hand, and said with a smile: "I have been dealing with religious books and other things all this time, and now I feel uncomfortable when I see the text, ah yes , please read the top-secret information sent by the Aphasia Hall first, I have been treating it as an internal weekly magazine all this time."

"As you wish."

The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief, picked up one of the scrolls, and used some method to peel off the layer of wax on it, then shook it off gently, and read it carefully——

[Urgent secret report, reading authority: Archbishop
On the 9571th day of the chanting of the Frost Moon in 9 of the holy calendar, Arthur Bohe, the crown prince of the Chauvin Empire, was assassinated in the Scarlet Palace of Broadride, the capital of the Griffin Dynasty, and died. The cause of death was a sudden musket shooting.

According to the investigation, the person who assassinated Arthur Bohe was named [Gawen], who claimed to be a wandering singer. He arrived in the territory of the Griffin dynasty a few months ago and became the second princess of Griffin in a very short period of time. Eliza Logan's close friend, the two were inseparable until Arthur Bohe's assassination, and the results of the urgent investigation of [Gavin] are attached below.

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Name: Gavin (doubtful)

Race: Dark Elf (doubtful)
Gender: Female (doubtful)
Age: 230-310 years old (doubtful)

Affiliation: unknown

Motive for Assassination: Unknown

Personal History: Unknown (The information collected by the Aphasia and Griffin Intelligence Agency has been confirmed to be a disguise.)
Arteries: Unknown

Location: unknown
Weapon: Black one-handed musket (disappeared after a successful assassination)
Extended information 1: The specific cause of death of Arthur Boyle is highly likely to be some kind of extremely destructive ammunition. (Sure)

Extended information 2: The [Blood Lion Emperor] of the Griffin Dynasty has been pursuing Gawen for several months. (doubtful)

Extended information 3: The investigator judged that the death of Arthur Bohe did not seem to be directly related to Eliza Logan, who did not seem to instigate Gavin to assassinate Arthur Bohe. (doubtful)

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Additional edits:

According to the investigation of the aphasia [tooth], Eliza Logan went to the Azgulban prison to interrogate Gavin on the second day after Arthur Bohe was assassinated, that is, at 1:[-] p.m. on the [-]st. Thirty minutes later, he was captured by Gavin for unknown reasons. On the same day at [-]:[-] p.m., the Blood Lion King rushed to the scene. After a simple negotiation, Gavin escaped with Elisa Logan's life as a bargaining chip.

After Elisa Logan escaped from danger, the Blood Lion King immediately organized a search force with several legendary powerhouses as the core to launch a high-intensity search, but he never succeeded in capturing Gavin, who disappeared.

Extended information 5: The Chauvin Empire should not know the information about the escape of the murderer. 】

After reading the top-secret information sent by the core intelligence agency of the Theocracy of Dreamland, the middle-aged man let out a long breath, and his expression gradually became strange.

Obviously, what was described in this letter was something he had never expected.

The only prince of the Chauvin Empire was assassinated by King Griffin, which was so shocking that it was difficult to attach it. Coupled with the news of 'the murderer escaped unscathed', it can almost be said to be a fantasy!
Lamerlock, on the other hand, was much calmer. Although he also seemed a little surprised when he heard that Arthur Bohe was assassinated and the murderer escaped successfully, the curvature of the corner of his mouth still did not disappear, but he kept his usual The smile was lost in thought.

A moment later
"Okay, okay~"

A flash of light flashed through Lamoloch's narrowed eyes, and while wiping the real ring on his left hand, he murmured softly: "It's a dangerous move, but it's also a good move, heh, I admit that I underestimated you Her Royal Highness Eliza Logan."

The middle-aged man next to him was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

"Obvious."

Lamoloch shrugged and said lightly: "Although I knew that the second princess of the Griffin Dynasty was a threat, I still underestimated her courage and skill."

Although he has been with Lameloch for a long time, this middle-aged man who is the same high priest as Lucius Lestrange is still completely unable to understand the meaning of the other party's words, and can only test He guessed wildly: "You mean, the mastermind behind the assassination of Arthur Bohe"

"No, no, dear Carter, although it's just a subjective speculation, I don't think that Her Royal Highness Eliza Logan is the mastermind behind Arthur Bohe's death."

Lamoloch shook his slender index finger lightly, and said leisurely: "Although I am not a person who is good at seeing the situation clearly, and my sense of smell at the political level is even worse, in many aspects such as finding the opponent's weakness I still think I have a hand, and the most fatal weakness of the Griffin Dynasty is not to mention me, even a slightly smarter Nikachu can probably see it."

High Priest Carter frowned, and said in a low voice, "Are you referring to the great nobles in Griffin? Or their corrupt and intertwined forces?"

"Almost, it's all the same thing after all."

Lamoloch smiled noncommittally, and casually picked up the report he had just listened to and glanced at it: "In the current situation, the major forces in the Southwest have been vigilant for hundreds of years, and there is still a huge The sick Griffin obviously has no reason to provoke the Chauvin Empire, so unless the Blood Lion Emperor and his favorite sister Elisa go crazy at the same time, they will never want to kill the Crown Prince Arthur."

High Priest Carter bowed his head respectfully, waiting for Lameloch's next words. He knew very well that although the lord in front of him was terrifying, he was quite gentle when discussing issues with others, and he didn't care whether the other party could keep up. own train of thought or rhythm.

"The blood lion emperor is a talented and generous monarch, plus the cunning Princess Elisa, if they are not the Griffin royal family, but the rulers of any country, they can engrave themselves in history name, it’s a pity. Hehe”

Lamoloch did not continue, but brought up the topic just now: "All in all, it is hard for me to imagine that those two people would make the decision to assassinate Arthur Bohe in this situation, and in this hypothetical Come on, it would be very interesting to let that lady Gavin go."

Carter thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand what Lamorlock's so-called 'interesting' was.

"The Blood Lion Emperor is too strong and has an affair with Gawen, so he may protect and shield the latter. Of course, it is more likely to hand it over to the Chauvin Empire directly, but he will never let that one go. woman."

While making completely irresponsible but extremely accurate conjectures, Lamolock wiped his monocle: "But Her Royal Highness Elisa is different, she belongs to the Griffin royal family, although that princess has always had Fulfilling her responsibilities well, but not that attached to her empire itself, so she made a terrible decision."

"Let go of the murderer who assassinated the Chauvin Crown Prince?!"

Carter looked at Lameloch blankly, his thinking was completely messed up.

"Hehe, in my subjective guess, Eliza did let that Gavin go."

Lamoloch nodded slightly, and said leisurely: "Think about it, the location is Azgulban Prison, the prisoner is the killer who just killed a prince, and the interrogator is the noble Highness Elisa, even if the extra Wen is a legendary powerhouse, it is hard for me to imagine how she can successfully kidnap the other party, unless the hostage is intentional at all, oh, well. That Jiawen is absolutely impossible to be a legendary powerhouse, even epic None."

Carter blinked, puzzled: "How do you know?"

"Because I tried to add her as a friend just now, but she really paid attention to me."

The smile at the corner of Lamoloch's mouth became more and more obvious. He snapped his fingers crisply, and his tone rose slightly: "You know, we outsiders always have a lot of new tricks."

Carter nodded inexplicably, and remained silent for a while before asking: "Then, my lord, why did Elisa Logan do this?"

"Why"

Lamoloch's eyes were a little distracted, and he seemed to be a little distracted. After a while, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Carter: "Probably to intensify the conflict?"

"Is there a conflict between Griffin and the Chauvin Empire?"

"Do not."

"Then what do you mean"

"All."

"Eh?"

"Intensify the conflict between the Griffin Dynasty and all forces in the Northwest Continent."

"what?"

Chapter [-]: End

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