Don't confiscate my citizenship

[True (No. 2): That’s good. Everyone except No. 4 is in Brilda now. In principle, we cannot interfere or explore each other, and it is also for our own safety. 】

[Real (No. 2): But let’s help each other as much as possible. 】

The other party added another sentence.

"So we all live in the same city?"

Lan Qi said in surprise.

"For people like you who want to cause trouble within the Creation Empire, isn't the best place to do it in the capital, Brilda?"

Talia felt that there was no need for Lan Qi to pretend to be a white flower in front of her.

Although Ranchi replaced Landry.

But the motives of this group of secret society members in the capital Brilda are not good.

"No way, I am the one who wants the best for the empire the most."

Lan Qi spoke righteously and strictly.

"... Just say so."

Thalia felt that there was no need to waste her time with Lan Qi. He was already like this, so there was nothing to argue about.

"Speaking of which, this No. 2 sacred communication card holder named 'Reality' actually simply recognized that I had just arrived in Brilda, not half a day ago."

Lan Qi thought.

And judging from what No. 2 said, in principle, these members cannot interfere or explore each other.

That means the other party may not know the true identity of the holder of the sacred communication card No. 7.

"So presumably only Founder No. 1, who issued these cards, knows everyone's true identity?"

Thalia also understood what Lan Qi meant.

"I think so. Maybe only No. 1 has met Landry. As long as I don't meet with No. 1 offline, there should be no risk of exposure."

Lan Qi nodded.

Judging from the style of the organization, the most mysterious No. 1 may not reveal his identity when handing the card to other selected members.

"But let's reply to No. 2's message first."

Lanci was talking to Talia while entering information on this pink sacred communication program.

[Justice (No. 7): Okay. 】

He sent it out.

Even if I now have the opportunity to get some information through a conversation with the "real", no matter what I say, I am just a fake. The more I talk, the more flaws will appear.

The correct plan is to first observe the group messages on this special communication magic program for a period of time to understand the rules and characteristics of this organization, and then join their conversation perfectly, at least not to simply cheat.

After waiting for a long time this time, No. 2 did not reply again, so Lan Qi and Talia both relaxed a little.

It seems that it has come to an end.

"No one else is talking in the group chat yet."

Lan Qi observed it and said.

It seems that everyone is doing their own thing, or that everyone is very busy, and the relationship between this secret society is not that strong.

"Do you want to stay in this organization?"

Thalia felt that Ranchi's business in the empire began to increase again.

But the problem now is that Lan Qi doesn't know the size, nature, and goals of the organization, and he doesn't even know the name of the organization.

"Of course, otherwise Landry's identity may be revealed to the gang. The person who is probably most familiar with him in the capital is this organization. If he wants to make good use of his convenient identity, he can only help him fulfill all his obligations."

Lan Qi sighed, spread his hands and said,

"It doesn't matter much. With multiple friends and multiple paths, we may be able to get some information or help in the future. It seems that the organization's security is pretty good. Let's take it one step at a time."

"That's good, I'll go see how dinner goes."

Thalia said, standing up and pushing back her chair.

Now that the matter is over, let's live like this in the empire. The only thing we need to consider now is to fill our stomachs first.

……

at the same time.

Brilda, the capital of the Kraiju Empire, is located at the foot of the towering Ostro Mountain, on the side of the green pine forest.

In the center of the undulating city, stands a beige building like a temple.

The outer wall of the temple is made of stone bricks from the Gods. It is a hundred meters high. Even the annihilation of generations cannot destroy it. It glows faintly in the moonlight.

Hundreds of automatic enemy-seeking air-splitting cannons are installed outside the defensive barriers on all sides, with their muzzles pointed pointedly into the distance, as if they are ready to turn illegal intruders into ashes at any time.

Under the Thunderous Tower of Creation, a heavily armed special patrol officer wearing a pitch-black military coat, holding an Imperial tempered gun, stared coldly at the distance.

This is the Imperial Military Staff and the Imperial Army Headquarters.

As the highest command body of the Imperial Army, it is responsible for formulating grand strategic policies, deploying and coordinating the operations of various services.

The Chief of Staff is headed by Imperial Marshal Hyacinthus, who is enthroned on the Diamond Seat, and reports directly to the Emperor, Saint Baldore Hoffmann the Great.

It oversees the affairs of the Imperial Army, and at the same time organizes Imperial Army troops and formulates battle plans.

It has jurisdiction over several group armies, including the Imperial Army Headquarters, the Imperial Air Force Headquarters, the Imperial Naval Forces Headquarters, the Imperial Weapons and Equipment Department, the National Defense Mobilization Administration, and the Wartime Propaganda Department.

As for the independent Capital Garrison Command and the Imperial Special Operations Office, although they are not under the direct jurisdiction of the Imperial Army Headquarters, but directly under the jurisdiction of Emperor Creation, their authority is not higher than that of the Imperial Army, and they still need to be obeyed when necessary. The command of the General Headquarters, and the inability to trespass on the General Headquarters.

now.

At the deepest core of this building, there is a huge space called the "Palace of Gods".

The hall is cut downwards like an amphitheater and surrounded by twelve arches.

The mosaic mural composed of thousands of luminous immortal crystals on the dome of the temple reflects the ground paved with ink marble below.

This is the meeting place that belongs exclusively to the Twelve Army Gods of the Empire.

It is also the restricted area that the Creation Empire is least likely to break into.

In non-war situations, even the ninth level is completely incapable of breaking through the defense of half of the military gods.

Nowadays, most of the military gods have gone to war, and the Hall of Divine Descendants has become correspondingly deserted.

Often only the First Army God Hyacintos who is stationed in the capital and the Sixth Army God Violet will meet here.

But tonight, in the middle of the empty hall of gods, on the bench next to the round table, sat Geyat, the sardonyx seat of the third god of war.

He wore a long obsidian coat embroidered with dark patterns, which fit perfectly like a mist armor on his body.

He put aside the mechanical staff made up of countless silver gears.

He sat quietly, as if waiting for someone.

Until a long time passed.

Light footsteps sounded in the shadow of a door at the far end of the temple.

Geyate slowly raised his eyes and looked over there.

I saw a doctor walking out in the darkness with leisurely steps.

He was wearing a simple white coat and had a handsome face with a squinting smile under his short silver hair.

"Here he comes, Luke Yed."

Ge Yat said.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting for a long time. After all, my journey never stops."

A man dressed as a doctor came over and replied.

Except for Hycintos, the diamond seat of the first army god, who will always stay in the hinterland of the empire, and Violet, the water beryl seat of the sixth army god, the other military gods will return when they need to rest and resupply. According to the strategy of the front line Make configuration adjustments.

Originally, most of the three military gods were operating in an area of ​​the Kingdom United Council Alliance.

But now there's an adjustment to be made.

That is, Gayat, the seat of the sardonyx, the god of the third army, and Lugayed, the seat of the mica, the god of the fifth army.

Transfer Gejat, who has stronger offensive and suppression capabilities, to the central plain countries, and transfer Lugayed, who has stronger auxiliary and interference capabilities, to the eastern region to supplement the hero units.

As a pharmacist who specializes in [Poison] and [Alchemy], the Fifth Army God Mica Seat Luke Jade has the ability to quickly help other eighth-level powerhouses heal, adjust their status, and strengthen themselves.

After the war began, the fifth god of war, Luke Yed, was the most frequently deployed god of war, wandering around.

It can be said that contrary to the immobile First Army God Hyacintos and the Sixth Army God Violet, the Fifth Army God Lucayad can appear anywhere.

"Let me help you take a look."

Holding a dark gold medicine box in his left hand, Luke Yed walked to Geyate and sat down.

This exchange will also allow Geyat, who has returned to the capital Brilda, to adjust his condition to its best, and then Lugayed will go to the eastern region to treat the other two military gods.

"I hope it won't take up your time."

The Third Army God Ge Yat nodded slightly and said in a calm tone.

"Ge Yat, doctors should take their time and take their time. You and I are both racers against time, so why worry about mere time."

The Fifth Army God Lu Gayad’s eyes were narrowed and his voice was clear and sweet.

After saying that, he lightly opened the medicine box and took out a crystal clear crystal bottle, which contained a pool of green medicinal liquid.

He gently held Ge Yat's wrist, pulled back his sleeves, put his fingertips on Ge Yat's pulse, closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the rhythm of the magic circuit.

"You seem to be overtired recently. Please give me another hour here."

After a moment, Luke Yed opened his eyes, and he spoke calmly.

"Thank you."

Ge Yate replied concisely and concisely.

Lukeyed picked up the vial and syringe, injected it into Gejat's vein, and began to use alchemical magic to mix the venom's potency.

The medicine he used would be extremely poisonous if injected directly. Only by constantly breaking it down and reorganizing it under his use can he exert its rapid repair power.