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His name is - Youyi Hassan!

Snowfield, City Centre, Crystal Hill.

Now, Lorelai is serving Moran and relaying the intelligence collected by MI6.

"Oh? That kid Fadius, he entered the puppet workshop? And gave orders to the assassin?"

"Through the six rituals installed, I can confirm this is the case, but... regarding the specific situation of the assassin..."

Lorelai paused here.

From her hesitant look, it can be seen that she has not achieved any good results in this area.

Britain's most sophisticated intelligence forces were mobilized.

Combining the Clock Tower's most outstanding mysteries with the British government's advanced modern technology.

In the end, he couldn't even see the shadow of the other servant.

We had already implanted the spell in Fadius' body, yet this problem still occurred.

This really made Lorelai angry.

Being a perfectionist, she couldn't accept it.

This war was fought to spread the name of Britain far and wide, and to show the world Moran's kingly majesty.

——What we want is a complete victory!

——What we want is complete victory!

Just like the former king who defeated the demon dragon Vortigern, the pursuit of complete victory is Lorelei's standard.

Chapter 589 Let Them Fight Each Other [Subscribe! Flowers!]

Under Britain's intelligence surveillance system.

Fadius's intentions were exposed to Moran.

"Is the target the head of the Cottiglio family, Gavarosa? It seems they are still caught up in a dog-eat-dog internal struggle..."

Moran couldn't help laughing.

Everyone knows that raising a tiger will only bring disaster.

The Ugly Country intends to train the Mafia to become a mysterious organization that can compete with the Clock Tower and the Holy Church.

It’s a pity that the mafia are not honest people.

If Bazdilot wins the Holy Grail War this time, the Ugly Kingdom will completely lose the means to check and balance Cotilio.

In an ugly country that advocates the supremacy of power.

Backlash is a natural thing.

Dramas like this are common everywhere.

"Should we intervene?"

Lorelai's eyes twinkled.

Knowing this confidential information, there are so many things they can do. If they can stir things up, they might even be able to accelerate the struggle between the Cotillion family and the Ugly Country.

The relationship between Britain and the Ugly Country throughout history is not one of enmity.

At least they can be said to be conjugated father and son.

"Not yet. There's no need for that right now. He's sending the Heroic Spirits summoned from the Holy Grail War across the west coast to eliminate potential enemies for the country. That 050 kid from Fadius is really daring."

Moran's tone sounded like both praise and joking.

Use the top power of heroic spirits in political struggles.

For a Master participating in the Holy Grail War, letting Heroic Spirits stay away from him like this is tantamount to committing suicide.

The Master is either a madman or an idiot.

No one knows how long it will take the assassin to complete the mission and how big the impact will be.

"Now the scope of this Holy Grail War is no longer limited to Snowfield. Its harm has extended to the entire Ugly Country... When the time comes, we just need to prepare to take the stage."

Moran had a feeling that the assassin's departure would be the dividing line.

The Holy Grail War will enter the next stage.

By then, the impact caused by everyone will be even greater.

If the mastermind behind the incident had any patriotism, he would not have chosen the Ugly Country as the stage for the Holy Grail War.

This is for the selected land.

There is no doubt that it was a natural disaster and man-made disaster.

"Understood... Also, we've found the whereabouts of the pseudo-cavalry master, Tsubaki Uzumaki. She's in a ward at Snowfield Central Hospital."

Lorelai handed over another report.

It not only contains all the information about Tsunayoshi Tsunayoshi, but also provides a detailed dissection and explanation of the bacterial magic of the Tsunayoshi family.

Of course, Moran wouldn't mind that too much.

He just glanced at it a few times.

"Inform the police that Tsubaki Uzumaki is the fake Cavalry Master. For matters like this involving citizens, let's put some trust in the United States' public security agencies."

Moran gave a villain-like malicious smile.

Of course he wouldn't miss this opportunity.

How could I possibly sit back and watch the Holy Grail War end?

Like the batch of fakes in the police station, he also bet on them, so he has to practice them well.

This is clearly the opportunity.

"Let me see how firm their belief in justice is! An innocent little girl has become the mastermind behind the wind of death. What will you do now that you know this?"

Moran knew what the move meant.

If this information is reported to the police station, Bazdilot's men will know it.

That's why Alcides will take action.

The Cottiglio family even had spies in the police station.

The spy is also a member of the "Monster of Twenty-Eight," and it must be said that Cotillio's tentacles are everywhere.

It's no surprise that Fadius wanted to kill him.

However, it is not that difficult to understand.

It is difficult for an organization to completely avoid spies; even Britain cannot avoid this problem.

Moran didn't kill all the spies.

A few were still left behind as smoke bombs to release false information.

"Also, I'm not a bad person. Simply taking advantage of a little girl is not my style.

Since she gave me the opportunity to watch a good show, as a reward for her... "

Moran considered for a moment and ordered:

"Lorelai, after you relay the news to the police station.

You will lead the choir to the Central Hospital and secretly protect the life of Qiu Chun."

"Yes!"

Lorelai's answer was concise and to the point.

But this doesn't mean that her fighting spirit is not high.

She had previously been carrying out preparations for a séance.

This can be said to be a sinecure.

The ones who came to disturb her were just some ignorant magicians and villains. Lorelai was eager to fight with the heroic spirits.

She wanted to know how she had become so well-trained.

Can he surpass the Heroic Spirit?

As a magician of the Age of Gods in Britain, her choir aims to hunt down the Twenty-Seven Ancestors.

Their strength should not be underestimated.

When Moran thought everything was arranged and Lorelai had left to prepare to dispatch the choir, she inexplicably returned to Moran.

Moreover, he revealed a subtle expression.

"Why, you're back again?"

"King, there's a woman outside the building who looks like a Servant. She said she and you had a life-and-death pact..."

Lorelai said as she went along.

Those beautiful eyes were staring straight at Moran.

Although the respect was not diminished, there was an extra sense of scrutiny of a criminal.

As a woman, Lorelai's intuition kicked in.

Our own king is having an affair again!

"Finally she's here... In that case, please invite her in. I was wondering when she would finally arrive."

Moran showed an expression that he had expected.

Now that the female assassin's magic power supply has been cut off, she is completely relying on the magic power given by Moran to hold on.

But, this magic will eventually end.

The female assassin couldn't choose to receive Zesta's magic power, so she only had one person she could trust.

Of course it was Moran who had saved his life.

"Your Majesty is so foresighted. It seems you must have imagined the assassination countless times, right?"

Lorelai said, looking up slightly.

She spoke these words clearly, and just by listening to them one could sense great resentment.

There is a beautiful flower like her around me.

As a result, Moran acted as if he hadn't noticed anything and spent his days out having affairs with other women.

Chapter 590: The Real Culprit Behind the Death Curse [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

Snowfield, Central Church.

This is a room in the church's living area.

Father Hansa, who was sent to Snowfield City, couldn't help but sigh.

Even though he was accompanied by the master of the Buried Mechanism, he still let the Dead Apostle named Zesta escape.

It's really ugly.

He had originally prepared himself to be scolded by Xiel, but the master of the Burial Agency had different ideas from his own.

"Hmm! What is this?! It's not as good as the curry I eat, but in terms of flavor, it's pretty good... Hmm...-.!"

"Well, I made these myself. I have my own recipe. I hope you're satisfied."

Hansa smiled with a mixture of joy and dejection.

Two conflicting emotions appeared on his face.

After returning to the church, instead of scolding him, the first thing Xiel mentioned was eating.

Facing the burial agency boss who came here exhausted.

Hanseatic League has the awareness of devoting all its efforts to the cause.