Dragon Gate Swordsman

After saying that, he glared at Chongxiao imperceptibly.

Wei Yanwu was already certain that Texas' transformation into a demon was mainly due to the Yama Sword. After all, he had never heard of any Lupert or Syracuse being able to use this type of Originium technique.

So... kid! This blame is on you, no questions asked!

As for Chongxiao himself, he was completely numb. When Wei Yanwu said that, he knew that he would be the one to take Arturo to Lateran.

Fiammetta lowered his head slightly and thought about it carefully.

In principle, for a criminal of Arturo's level, the only way to deal with him is to contact the Vatican immediately and have the well-trained papal musketeers escort him... But if the Guard Bureau itself has the combat power to suppress or even crush Arturo, then there is nothing wrong with doing what Governor Wei said.

I just wonder how the people in the Papal Palace will react when they see Arturo, who had left them helpless, being beaten and crippled by the Lungmen Guards and sent back.

Forget it! Why bother so much! ?

"I don't think it will be a big problem, Governor Wei. I am very familiar with the route from Longmen to Lateran. I can also notify the Vatican in advance and ask them to send a team to pick me up."

"Very good. By the way... please give my regards to His Holiness the Pope."

Wei Yanwu said with a slight smile.

Fiammetta quickly left the Governor's Mansion to pack his luggage. Seeing that no diplomatic problems had arisen, Director Liang Ce also said goodbye to Wei Yanwu and left.

On the question of how to escort Arturo, everyone tacitly agreed not to use the airship... Given the level of aviation development in this land, mobile cities are not allowed to have dedicated private flights, so it would not be appropriate for Arturo to come into contact with ordinary people again.

If you go by land, you only need to cross a vast plain wilderness from Longmen to Lateran. This route is a certain distance away from Syracuse and Rembil, and it takes about three or four days.

"Thank you, Director. Your Excellency the Governor. I would like to apply to join the escort team."

"You don't have to go there, Inspector Chen..."

"Zhongxiao and I have been advancing the investigation of Arturo's case, and I think it is time for me to finish this work."

With Wei Yanwu present, Xie Ming certainly didn't dare to arrange for Chen Huijie, so he glanced at Chongxiao with a pleading look... Only this guy could ignore the double oppression from the Governor and Xiaolongnu.

As expected, Chongxiao spoke directly.

"No, you stay at Longmen."

"…I want to know the reason."

Chen Huijie stared at Chongxiao with dissatisfaction, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Arturo is no longer a threat. On the contrary, she needs someone to take care of her. As for the Imperial Guard Bureau... I can just be a representative. Is that okay, Lao Wei?"

"It all depends on how Director Xie decides on this matter."

Wei Yanwu very wisely chose to pass the buck, causing Xie Ming to almost spit out blood.

But to be honest, he didn't want Chen Huijie to go with him... Firstly, with her status, she was not suitable for such a difficult escort mission. Secondly, it was Chongxiao's opinion that Arturo was not a threat, and his saying so didn't mean that others would agree.

After all, until now no one knows how Arturo uses the Originium technique.

Therefore, Xie Ming could only grit his teeth and nodded, approving Chongxiao's proposal.

And Chen Huijie's reaction to this was... no reaction.

She simply replied "yes" and stepped aside without saying anything else.

This made Wei Yanwu's eyes flash with relief. His niece was finally no longer the impulsive and stubborn person she was when she was young.

"Chongxiao, I am a little curious, who is the person you mentioned who is suitable to take care of Arturo?"

"I'm not really sure, but...she's a lot like Arturo in a way."

If Fiammetta hadn't left, she would have immediately realized who Chongxiao was talking about...

……

Penguin Logistics' business has been booming recently. At least in Longmen, many people have already known the name of this logistics company.

It should be said that it looks very "fragile". Not only are most of the members delicate girls, but the leader is a rapper who doesn't look serious at all. It is hard to believe whether these people alone can complete those dangerous commissions.

However, Penguin Logistics' main players, Lemule and Croissant, have gradually proven themselves.

"I told you not to keep summoning that thing! Wouldn't it be scary in the middle of the night?!"

"Hey, Boss, you have to know that I can easily deal with more than a dozen people now, thanks to this thing."

Remuel shook Lucifer on her shoulder as if to show off, and although he had a holy and dazzling halo and wings, it complemented his devilish look and did not seem out of place at all.

This is probably because the quirky Remuel is like a little devil herself.

The emperor snorted coldly and simply pretended not to see it.

The reason why he didn't like Lucifer was simple: that was something Chongxiao gave to Lemule.

After several years of business expansion, Penguin Logistics has acquired considerable assets... For example, the office unit they are in now was acquired from a bankrupt advertising company.

However, the number of employees in Penguin Logistics did not increase much. Apart from Mostima and Isis, who were responsible for intelligence analysis and data processing, the main combatants were only Exia and Croissant, as well as Xiaokong, who could only be considered half.

As for those temporarily hired thugs, they are fine for attracting attention, but they are all useless when it comes to real work.

Of course, this is also because the strength of Remuel who obtained Lucifer and Croissant who learned the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra has grown amazingly. If they were still in the same reckless and impulsive state and unable to control the situation, the emperor would probably have continued to recruit people.

"Boss, this is the tea I just made."

"Uh-huh... Sorry for the trouble, Xiaokong."

Today is a rare day off for Penguin Logistics. There is no need to contact clients or handle any business. The reason why the Emperor called everyone over was that he wanted to hold a meeting with them to discuss which direction to expand the business in the future.

Escorting and transferring valuables is the most basic business, but the comparison between effort and income is not that good. The profit from intelligence trafficking is obvious, but it is also easy to create enemies. For Penguin Logistics, which is restricted to the city of Longmen, it is best to stop at the right time. In addition, there are bodyguard escorts and assisting in arrests and eliminations, and the more outstanding the combat effectiveness, the more money you can make.

However, ideals are full and reality is skinny. The employees of Penguin Logistics are extremely averse to meetings and prefer to chat freely instead. This makes the emperor feel helpless and once again think of Texas that was "robbed".

How nice it would be if there was such a dignified backbone...

The emperor was lying on the sofa and daydreaming when he suddenly heard the sound of the electronic door lock opening.

"Mastema is here, Exia, go to that room and call Croissant who is playing games over. It's time for a meeting."

"Ah? Boss, are you sure?"

"……What's the meaning?"

The emperor straightened up suspiciously and sat on the sofa, but found that Mostima did not come alone.

Following her into the living room was a Sakota who, like Remule, had a dazzling halo and wings of light. On her goddess-like face was a faint smile, and she radiated confidence and majesty.

But unlike ordinary Sakta people, this lady is not only as tall as Xingxiong, but her figure is even more exaggerated... especially the obvious curve on her chest, which has surpassed most Sakaz people.

This is the new supervisor sent by the Lateran after Fiammetta became the special envoy, Papal Knight Theresa who belongs to the Third Chamber of the Pope.

Her appearance also caused everyone in Penguin Logistics to fall into a brief silence...except Xiaokong.

"Sister Theresa!"

The Carters girl trotted over and hugged the female knight with her arms open, while the other stroked her hair with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, Xiaokong is still so well behaved."

"She still kisses you like this..."

"Are you envious, Mastema?"

Hearing this, the corners of Mostima's mouth couldn't help but twitch, then he shook his head with a stern face.

Rather than the new supervisor sent by the Pope's Office, she would rather let her former teammates continue to be inseparable from her.

The reason was simple. When Fiammetta was around, Mostima would tease her whenever he wanted and take the initiative in the supervised life... To some extent, it could even be seen that the so-called supervisor was actually a partner, assistant, subordinate, or even a slave.

After all, regulators need to keep abreast of the conditions and trends of those being regulated, but they cannot take any compulsory measures, so they can only be led by the nose all day long.

That's how Fiammetta was fooled in the beginning... But now she's obsessed with Dayan's martial arts, and practices with Chongxiao and the mother and daughter all day long. How can she have the time to supervise Mostima?

But Theresa doesn't fall for Mostima's tricks at all. She can see through all his speeches and tricks. Her usual expression can be described in one sentence: I'll just watch your performance quietly.

Mostima felt that he was suppressed in all aspects. He could not help but write a letter to Remnant of Lateran, asking about the origins of this Papal Knight who suddenly appeared. However, he was dumbfounded when he received the reply.

Single-handedly challenging an entire team of Sarkaz mercenaries, confronting Columbia's experimental mecha, and capturing alive a Lateran fugitive whose notoriety was comparable to that of Arturo...After reading what Remion wrote, Mostima almost couldn't breathe.

Such a Latlan superwoman was actually sent here to supervise me!? Did I blaspheme the gods or destroy my faith!? Is it that serious... Is it that serious!?

But no matter how depressed Mostima was, Theresa still settled down in Lungmen, and because she saved Xiaokong in an accident, she became a non-staff member of Penguin Logistics.

"...I don't think I invited you, the Titled Knight of Lateran."

"Really? Unfortunately, you invited Mastema, so I have to be there."

Similar to Chongxiao, there are also some frictions between the Emperor and Theresa that could spark at any time.

But at this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Penguin thing... is it you, kid!?"

"Yes, yes, it's me. I need to talk to Mostima about something."

"what's up?"

"There's a job to take someone to Rutland, and I want to hire Mostima."

"Bah! Don't even think about it!"

The emperor was about to hang up the phone, but Theresa rushed over and snatched the phone away.

"I heard what you said just now. Mastema can go, but... her supervisor must also join her."

Chapter 163: Honest Advice

It is said that when death approaches, a person will see his or her life in a parade.

When the Yama Sword that seemed to be able to cut through time and space fell down, Arturo had actually chosen to give up. The last note played with the staff was just a muscle reaction of this body wanting to survive.

But at the last moment, Texas, who seemed to have gone berserk, regained some consciousness and immediately activated the tremendous magical power around him... This was why Arturo flew onto the street along with the wreckage of the building.

And it was also at this moment that she saw the things she thought she had abandoned long ago.

The relieved smile on the mother's face after making a life-changing decision, the grieving father's tearful rebuke of himself, the ugly self-expression of relatives and friends at the funeral, and all the "victims" who "lost" their minds because of contact with himself in the following years.

But...are you really the "victims"?

If it was Arturo a few days ago, she would definitely think so, and might even fall into some kind of confusion and puzzlement: Why can't others accept her sincere treatment when she fully displays her true self?

Now, she vaguely understood this truth...

Unknown ceiling.

Arturo trembled as he opened his eyes that no longer sparkled with light, and remained stunned for several minutes before he regained the ability to think.

Due to the damage to the strings, he had to come to Longmen under the pseudonym Veltrosa, trying to buy the black gold thread from his long-term partner... Then, in order to save some money, he promised the manager that he would perform publicly for the Voice of Tavis anonymously, but he met two people with bad intentions.

His proud Originium skills had almost no effect on them, so he had no choice but to use his real trump card, hoping that the other party would be too frustrated to use their full strength so that he could escape as soon as possible.

however……

After sorting out what exactly had happened, Arturo turned his attention to his body and his surroundings.

The uncontrollable mild headache was most likely a symptom of a concussion, and the lack of feeling in her immobilized right hand indicated that the injury was so severe that she had to use local anesthesia, but what was most difficult for her to accept was the area below the waist.

Can't feel... your legs?

I'm disabled?

At this moment, Arturo felt his mind go blank.

Her uniqueness does not make her aloof from the world. Faced with such a dramatic change in her life, it is naturally difficult for her to accept it for a while.

Only thirty years of life experience is not enough to be indifferent to the current situation. (Note 1)

"Is this what it feels like to be a 'victim'?"

Countless figures emerged in Arturo's mind... his mother, his father, the relatives and friends at the funeral, the federal judge, the tribal chief, and even the Sakota people of the same tribe.

They all changed their lives because of their actions, but they were only confused about spiritual issues and never really focused on practical life.

Until now...

Arturo raised his only movable left hand and wanted to touch his forehead, but he only touched medical gauze.

This reminded her of a proverb she had heard while traveling: death and life are actually the two sides of the same thing, so a person who dies once is actually reborn, and everything will be different.

So, am I still the same person I was before?

At this moment, the door to the ward opened.

"how do you feel?"