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141. No one sleeps tonight

The night is getting deeper, but the lights are still brightly lit in the huge hotel.

Some people are destined to not be able to sleep tonight.

In addition to the faded one who was discussing life with Miss Raven, Rita next door was also still awake.

Rita was sitting in front of the computer desk, her plain white hands typing quickly on the virtual keyboard, and the light from the screen was reflected on her pretty face.

Judging by her appearance, she should be communicating with someone.

After a while, the communication was connected, and a lazy blond man appeared on the screen, apparently woken up by the communication.

"Rita, this is precious sleep time."

Although the voice is mature and magnetic, there is a sense of frivolity.

"I'm sorry, my lord, for disturbing your rest time."

"Hmm..." Otto on the communication side made a nasal voice, as if trying to wake himself up, and seemed to be thinking, and then continued after a while: "Tell me about the mission."

"Master Bishop, according to your order, Lord Fade has successfully arrived in London, and perhaps he will be able to go to the British Museum tomorrow for a detailed investigation."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Otto on the screen sent out words of comfort.

"But why maybe?"

The emerald eyes stared at Rita through the screen, and found an imperceptible hesitation flashing across her face.

"It's not like you, Rita, just say what you have to say."

"...I'm sorry, my lord."

Rita bowed her head slowly, apologetically.

"Head up Rita."

A calm voice came from the speaker.

Otto rested his head on his hands, and leaned lazily on the sofa, with a familiar smile on his delicate face.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Yes..."

Rita raised her head and said after a moment of silence:

"My lord bishop, an unexpected character appeared in this mission—the North American mercenary Raven."

"The raven is now in the room of Lord Faded One. According to Lord Faded One, this raven is a gift he met when he arrived."

"I don't know how to deal with this matter."

"Furthermore, that Miss Raven holds the Third God's Key to purge the seven thunders. There may be some conspiracy behind this..."

"Oh, if this is the case, leave it to my friend and let him deal with it."

Otto on the screen slowly spread his hands, exaggerated like an actor, with a bit of performance desire.

"He will definitely handle this matter properly, and may give us an unexpected harvest."

Otto's voice was very firm.

He has given all the information he needs to the fader.

Judging from the current situation, it can be confirmed that the news of the Sky Key this time was released by the World Snake.

This time, he is going to join forces with the faded ones, and let this snake lurking in the dark take an action to lose his wife and lose his army.

Thinking of this, the smile on Otto's face became brighter.

"Oh, by the way, Rita, I allow you to use the funds of destiny for this trip to London."

"Eh?"

Rita was a little surprised by Otto's sudden words.

"Master Bishop, why is this..."

"Well, for you to use the funds of destiny, on the one hand, it is as a reward for you, and on the other hand, I need you to help the faded ones--

All his requirements need to be met to the greatest extent. "

This time, Otto paid a lot of money.

Although there are some requirements of the fader, but more of it is his own meaning.

Want to calm down the anger of faders.

This friend is not like his last collaborator, Immortal Chiyuan, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, but is as easy to coax as a little girl.

Just as shrewd as himself.

If he accidentally annoyed the other party, he would really shoot him to the headquarters of Tianming.

At that time, no one could really stop him, not even his best disciple, Bianca Atagina.

Such unnecessary losses must be avoided.

"Yes, Lord Bishop."

Rita lowered her head deeply again, but there was a hint of doubt on that delicate face.

She didn't understand why the bishop valued this faded person so much.

Is it because of that excellent combat power?

Judging from the destruction of the Empress Hotel with one blow last time, it is indeed very strong.

But it's not enough, Lord Bianca can do it to this level.

But if not, then why?

Even though she was very puzzled, her firm maid creed made her dispel this doubt involuntarily.

All she needs to do is obedience and perfect execution.

As for the purpose, it's none of her business.

- Boom!

Just then, a powerful shock swept through the hotel building.

Rita, who was talking with Otto, suddenly raised her head and looked at the next door.

Her sharp nerves allowed her to catch the powerful source of the shock coming from the Faded One's room.

"I'm sorry, Lord Bishop, Rita needs to leave for a while. Please allow me to report to you next time."

"Well, let's go."

After receiving Otto's consent, Rita nodded respectfully, and quickly ran out of the room.

Otto on the screen just watched Rita leave, and then hung up the communication on his own initiative.

Sitting on the sofa, he picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of red wine. He slowly walked to the window and looked at the bright night sky. He raised the glass elegantly and drank it down in one gulp as if he were paying homage to the bright moon.

"There will always be people who can't sleep in the quiet night. Do you think I'm right? My friend."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise an uncontrollable arc.

At the same time, in the presidential suite of the hotel.

"Tch, have you escaped?"

Staring at the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows, the faded man curled his lips, and casually threw the huge stump torn from the attacker on the ground.

The room that was originally tidy has now become extremely messy.

The solid walls and floor-to-ceiling windows were broken, the exposed concrete and steel bars were twisted and broken, and countless gravels splashed into the room.

Blood that once belonged to the attacker still remains on the floor.

However, the culprit of all this is the kitten that came in from nowhere.

It should be right to call that thing a kitten, right?

Although it can suddenly become bigger, it is indeed the shape of a cat, and its barking is the same as that of a cat, but there is always a provocative taste in the voice.

If it wasn't for the sudden incident and its weird ability, the cat wouldn't have been able to run away.

"That jackal guy..."

Raven's angry words immediately caught the fader's attention.

"Huh? You said that kitten was also the handiwork of the jackal you mentioned before?"

"!"

The raven suddenly trembled as if being stared at by a ferocious beast, and then sighed helplessly.

"Yes, that Honkai Beast was also the work of Jackal."

"Oh? That's interesting."

The faded man rubbed his chin lightly upon hearing this, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

This time it really became the point of immortality...

No, this is enough for that man named Jackal to die a hundred times!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back and forth at Raven who was still surrounded by a thin blanket.

"You... what are you looking at?"

This gaze made Raven feel a little scared, subconsciously wrapped the blanket tightly, and took a few steps back.

"No, I'm just curious, why didn't you take advantage of the chaos and escape?"

"..."

Hearing his inquiry, Raven breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not that I haven't thought about it, but with your skills, where can I run?"

While speaking, she couldn't help but give the faded look another look.

"What's more, I don't have any clothes on me. I don't want to run naked outside."

"Hehe, I didn't expect you, a mercenary, to like saving face so much."

He chuckled, and picked up a chair, shaking the gravel on it.

"But your choice is very correct. If you dare to run, I will definitely let you run naked on the street, and then catch you back."

As he sat down, a friendly smile appeared on his face.

"Then, Miss Raven, next I need you to tell me everything about Jackal in detail."

It's just that his smile is really too scary in Raven's eyes.

Now, she can be regarded as selling the jackal completely...

PS: I didn't expect it to be like this...

Originally, I just wanted to use it as a transition to avoid visual fatigue.

It seems that I can only choose to write the junction land.

Alas, the content of the original thinking should be written as a side story later.

142. Others compete for the Dharma Ring, but you compete for the king.

It was approaching dawn.

With the help of the perfect maid, Miss Rita, the commotion was successfully quelled, and he was also accommodated in an executive suite on the same floor.

At this moment, he was lying on the big white bed, staring blankly at the pure white ceiling above his head.

He fell asleep.

To be exact, it wasn't insomnia. For him now, even if he didn't sleep for a year, it wouldn't have any effect on his body.

The act of sleeping is simply relaxation.

Even if it becomes dispensable, sometimes wanting to sleep is just my own initiative.