I'm in Terra, governing a weird little country.

Upon seeing this, Roy immediately released his fingers on the strings, waved his hand to indicate that he had no intention of attacking, and at the same time asked the other side of the earphone:

"Monique, do you hear that?"

He had already reconnected Monique's communication when he just walked out of the alley.

Monique's voice came from the other side of the earphone:

"It is indeed a Londinium accent, and the [diplomat]'s vocabulary just now is obviously 'noble accent', so it may be genuine."

Monique was from Victoria and had tried to join the army, so she was familiar with the proud accent of the nobleman who ran the local army.And Wei Na's voice sounds even more special.

"Then you have to testify for me!" Roy whispered.

Monique snorted coldly: "Humph, you'd better explain to me, what were you doing in the few minutes when you just disconnected the communication?"

"The signal is not good in the alley, the signal is not good." Roy laughed, and immediately said to Ernst and others, "I just passed by by chance and found that this little girl seemed to be seriously injured. I don't know who The bastard was so ruthless. I was just about to send her to the hospital, but since I met a few people, I don’t need to be an enthusiastic citizen. I’ll leave first without disturbing you.”

After saying that, he turned around and quickly melted into the darkness without even looking at Xintrea.

Now that someone has testified, it’s time to wait until now.He can still tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

Seeing that Roy's ability to run away was better than Little John's jingle, Ernst slowly let go of the Jeragond sacred stone in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.He looked back at the silver-haired girl supported by Laura.

After observing her appearance for a while, Ernst finally remembered where this inexplicable feeling of familiarity came from.

Oh, isn't this Bai Jin, one of Donkey Wai's four girlfriends?

I haven't seen you for a few days. Why is it so long?

Chapter 30 Xintrea: What Snow Leopard Prince!

Kavaleliaki, Black Steel headquarters.

The faint morning light penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating Xintrea's somewhat pale cheeks.The weak girl slowly opened her eyes. After blinking several times, her hazy vision gradually became clear, revealing an unfamiliar ceiling.

"Where is this? I..."

Xintera's eyes suddenly opened wide, and she subconsciously wanted to sit up, but her whole body was stuck in the soft bed and it was difficult to move. As soon as she exerted force, a tearing pain came from her lower body.

"Ugh——" He let out an uncontrollable moan, and the pain instantly sobered up Xintrea's brain.

"Where is this place? Last night...after dinner, I was followed by someone on my way home. I wanted to get rid of...and then I was attacked...and escaped... ...Then......."

Xintrea rubbed her painful brain. The dizziness caused by blood loss made her memory a little blurry.But no matter which memory fragment revealed the information, she should have rushed out of the dark alley in the end, and then she seemed to have hit something and lost consciousness instantly.

It has nothing to do with the spacious and bright room today.

"Have I been rescued?"

She lowered her gaze slightly and noticed the clothes that had been changed on her body, as well as the bandages wrapped around her arms and thighs.

The tearing pain just now came from here. It must have been that the too intense movement stretched the wound, and the body could not bear it.

Sitting up from the bed as smoothly as possible, Xintrea immediately noticed the huge BS logo of [Black Steel International] on the door of the room, and immediately realized where she was.

"A branch of Black Steel International?"

She froze,

"Those mercenaries can actually save people?"

"Although it is true, it is somewhat hurtful. Our company can use this to file a defamation complaint against you and demand compensation from you."

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded from the microphone on the bedside, and then he said as if he was mocking,

"However, I'm afraid Miss Xintrea doesn't have any assets that can be used for compensation."

"What do you mean?" Xintera looked at the microphone port on the bedside.

The person opposite the microphone did not answer her question, but said to himself:

"As you said, Miss Xintrea, Black Steel International is not a charity organization, and we will not save you for no reason. The decision to save you was made by our boss's client."

As he spoke, the sound of opening the door came from the other side of the microphone. The Black Steel member who spoke paused, as if he had left the microphone, and his voice came in from a distance:

"Yes, yes, Miss Xinteleia is awake. Her mental state is normal and her injuries show no signs of deterioration. You can visit her at any time."

Is he talking to the "boss's guest"?

Xintrea thought.She had lived a very simple life. She was neither tepid before becoming a knight nor tepid after becoming a knight. She probably didn't know any of the big shots in Casimir.How could a customer of the boss of Black Steel International be willing to save her?

Is the big shot showing kindness?Xintrea didn't believe this at all.If a big shot really had that kind of luxury, then she wouldn't have almost disappeared just because of an idea of ​​changing jobs that she didn't have time to put into practice.

Is someone targeting me again?

Although she knew that it was extremely immoral to harbor suspicions about her savior, Hinterlea couldn't help but think this way.The investor who appeared in front of her several times and told her secretly and openly that as long as she obeyed and turned into an ornamental knight, naturally appeared in her mind, and he could help her realize her dream of becoming famous.Suddenly there was a chill.

You can use your hoof to think about what the guy wearing IWC luxury goods has in mind.

This is the reality of Casimir. After last night's danger, Xintrea has fully realized this.After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and walked to the window sill.

If her "savior" also had evil intentions, then she would repay this kindness in the next life.

There were several footsteps in the corridor. Xinteleia leaned against the window and stared at the closed door of the medical room, as if she had already seen a well-dressed beast in a suit and ties stepping into it.

The door opened slowly.

Wearing a formal suit, Ernst slowly walked into the room. The first thing he noticed was the silver-haired girl standing by the window, with her back to the warm morning light, slightly raising her hand to stir the hair beside her ear.

Four surprised eyes met in mid-air, and Ernst asked:

"Bai...Miss Xintrea? What are you doing standing by the window?"

Xintera opened her mouth, glanced at Ernst, and then at the window behind her, then turned around and closed the window without hesitation, where the cold wind was blowing.

"I...I'm a little cold, close the window."

Ernst felt relieved and smiled modestly:

"I thought you had something on your mind. You were seriously injured and your body is very weak. You can say this to the microphone and someone will come to help."

Xintrea smiled awkwardly, locked the window and door firmly, turned around and supported the wall, tried her best to maintain her manners, walked back to the bed, and sat down gently.

What?Would you rather break the jade and repay it in the next life?

Who said this? Leaving the kindness you want to repay to the afterlife is different from an old man who borrows money and doesn't repay it. Aren't they ashamed?

Such a gentle, kind, and handsome benefactor saved your life. If you don’t do something to repay him, you’d be such an idiot!

It's a pity that I'm seriously injured now, and there's no way I can make money in a short period of time. I might as well just commit myself...

"Miss Xintrea?"

Ernst's call awakened Cinderella from her thoughts on naming. A bright smile bloomed on the girl's face and she replied:

"I'm here."

Ernst raised his eyebrows in confusion, but still handed the business card in his hand to the girl in front of him who didn't look very smart.

Why does it feel a little different from what I imagined? I remember in the game, wasn't it said that she was a [Platinum Rank] assassin, a cold-blooded killer?

Is it because the head hit you made when you hit your chest last night?

I didn't put a UMP45 steel plate on my chest either.Oh, by the way, there is a stone on the chest that was illuminated by the great god Yelagund.

Ernst suddenly felt guilty.If this causes subsequent disability, the problem will be huge.

At this time, Xintrea had already taken the business card from Ernst, and after a cursory glance, her expression suddenly became one of surprise:

"Speaker Kjerag, Prime Minister!?"

Although Casimir is not a parliamentary country, Hinterlay is still very clear about what these two titles represent.

Even though according to the information she found, Kjerag was just a small, backward snow country, it was still a country after all!The leader of a country is standing in front of him at this moment, and he even saved his life last night!

This is what a prince and princess fairy tale unfolds like!

Xintera felt her heartbeat speeding up rapidly, completely forgetting the fact that not long ago she had regarded "Sherag" as a fraud group.

But after a period of fairy-tale-like fantasy, Xintrea managed to regain her composure:

"Speaker Ernst, why did you save me?"

The person who assassinated him was the Wuqiu Alliance in urban legends. If those legends were true, then the Wuqiu Alliance was undoubtedly a mysterious and terrifying local snake organization in Casimir.Why would Kjerag's big shots risk offending them to save themselves?

She waited with bated breath for Ernst's answer.But Ernst's answer was surprisingly short.

"Because you are one of ours."

"It is the boss's responsibility to protect his employees!"

"And you have been here before with this recruitment notice, right?"

Ernst showed the job advertisement in his hand that looked like a scam advertisement.

Xintrea was slightly startled, and her heart that had been touched suddenly felt a little awkward.

Well, if this job posting was more serious, this scene should be more romantic, right?

She thought subconsciously, and at the same time she was glad that Ernst didn't know that she crumpled the notice into a ball and threw it into the trash can, and nodded heavily.

"That's it, boss!"

"Please call me Prime Minister."

Ernst smiled innocently.

"Yes, Prime Minister!"

Chapter 31 Lao Ma, Lao Ma!

"Miss Xintrea, although you call me boss now, there are some things I still want to tell you in advance."

In the infirmary, Ernst looked at Xintrea who was sitting on the bed and said seriously,

"It's easy to get you into the Kjerag government, but it's not easy to get you out of Casimir."

Xintrea's current situation is actually not simple. As a competitive knight, she has been targeted by the Unarmed Alliance, and her life is in danger at any time.

Ernst did not know about the organization Wuwei League, and only got some information about this organization from Black Steel and Xintrea.

They are a group of well-trained professional killers, but their targets are not businessmen or dignitaries, but Casimir's knights.To be more specific, Casimir’s athletic knights.

According to urban legends, the Eyes of the Uncensored Alliance are all over the streets and alleys of Casimir, and are managed internally by the great assassins of Black Iron, Lazuli, and Platinum. Once you are targeted by them, no matter you are a star knight full of honors, , or a poor and miscellaneous knight, they cannot escape the fate of disappearing from the world.Even if you are lucky enough to repel or escape an assassination, the Wuqiu Alliance will send stronger assassins until your name is erased from the list.