Dragon Gate Swordsman

Of course, there were also those who came purely to join in the fun, the most prominent of whom were Lateran and Sargon. These two delegations were also the ones that had the most fun in the Welcome Garden.

Chongxiao slowly walked to the place where the explosion occurred... Judging from the situation at the scene, it seemed that several Riboba people from Sargon wanted to barbecue, but the Sakota people who got involved couldn't control the heating equipment well, and it exploded.

The actual damage caused by the explosion was basically negligible, but there is reason to suspect that the Sakota people were intentional.

Therefore, those Riboba people were surrounding the two Sakotas to ask for an explanation.

I didn't see any special police coming. It must be because there have been too many insignificant explosions in the past few days and they are too lazy to care about it anymore.

What surprised Chongxiao was that the two sides were arguing in Victorian, which he could understand.

"I'm so sorry, it's our fault. I will compensate you for the price of a new stove and grill."

"This isn't a question of compensation. This Sakota has caused several explosions. She must have done it on purpose!"

"Your equipment is too crude."

The blue-haired Sakota man seemed completely unaware of his mistake. He put his hands behind his head and looked playful, looking a little bit annoying.

But judging from her appearance, she is at most an adult, probably a little younger than Texas.

The pink-haired Sakota next to him is more mature, but not that much.

"Impossible! We use this stove grill all the time on the road and it never has any problems! It must be you, Sakota, who did something wrong!"

The Reboba people refused to give in. Living in the Sargon Desert, they might not be accustomed to the meals arranged by the Ministry of Rites. They wanted to cook some "hometown dishes" in the yard, but the cook was blown up by the Sakota people. It was understandable that they were so angry.

Chongxiao originally wanted to watch the fun from the sidelines for a while and then go back, but he was spotted by the sharp-eyed Sakta girl...

"Mr. SWAT! Please come over here!"

Shit...how did she know? I wasn't wearing a uniform!

Chongxiao suddenly remembered that when he came to find Yang Xuan on the first night, it seemed to be in front of them.

I guess it was remembered at that time.

"Hello, Mr. SWAT, I'm Lemiaoan, a member of the Lateran Mission."

"Hmmmm... I know what you want to say."

He took a breath, then put on a serious face and turned to look at the angry Reboba people. "I understand your emotions, but please stop arguing. I will apply to the Ministry of Rites for a new stove grill."

Sargon's environment is harsh and its economic level is limited, so a stove grill may be really precious, but for Dayan it is something that can be found everywhere.

"But this Sakota..."

"They will also be punished accordingly, I promise."

With the intervention of Chongxiao, an official of Dayan, the anger of the Ruiboba people immediately subsided and they quickly returned to their residence.

The blue-haired Sakota man was no longer smiling as before, but looked at his companion with a resentful look, as if to ask, why did you call him here?

"What's your name?"

"Mastema..."

It was indeed the only word I understood that day.

If observed face to face, this Sakota girl named Mostima does not look like a naughty child, nor does the sparkle in her eyes show novelty and interest that deserves a beating, but a kind of...how should I put it, wisdom that seems to have everything under control.

This made Chongxiao slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but start to wonder if there was any hidden secret behind what had just happened.

"…Did you break the grill on purpose?"

"No, Mr. SWAT, Mostima was just careless, she definitely didn't mean to..."

"That stove grill is a safety hazard?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mostima's pupils shrank slightly, her brows raised slightly, and she froze where she was. The same happened to Remion, who was trying to defend her.

Hmm...I actually guessed it right.

Chongxiao did not use any psychic power, he simply felt that Mostima did not seem like a naughty kid who would cause trouble, and it turned out to be true.

If that’s the case, then wouldn’t the explosion that night also be... Never mind, it’s all in the past anyway, and even if it was well-intentioned, this approach cannot be accepted.

"You...how did you..."

"I don't believe that the Pope of the Lateran would choose a naughty child to join the mission. You are probably not that kind of person either."

Chongxiao smiled slightly, "But I can just report this to my colleagues, there's no need to use such radical measures... If it happens again, we'll have to deal with it according to the rules."

……

After strolling around the Welcome Garden for a while, Chongxiao, not finding anything interesting, returned across the street.

After dinner, Wu Qinghe went to rest in the small building next door... He was the main person in charge of the Kazdel Mission's escort work, and he had to be present no matter which group was on duty, so he had to sleep wherever was nearby, and he usually only slept for a few hours to get through the day.

The same went for Chongxiao, the deputy commander, who was not allowed to return to Fenglaiyi Hotel.

"Nothing happened, did it, Zilong?"

"No, it's calm... I think we may be worrying too much."

"Worry?"

"We haven't contacted Kazdel at all, and Ms. Kal'tsit also admitted that it was a spur of the moment decision, so their enemies shouldn't even know they're here."

Zilong’s idea makes sense, but since he has been assigned the guard job, he has to take responsibility.

It is also part of your job to prepare for the worst-case scenario in advance.

"Who knows... The gods are a mixed bunch nowadays. I'm afraid there really are assassins watching them. Anyway, it's not a bad thing to be vigilant."

"Don't worry, I understand."

After patting Zilong on the shoulder, Chongxiao walked to the small building next to him and took out a somewhat worn book.

The Dark Language - Sarkaz

He saw this when he was looking for a book for Kal'tsit in the library, so he borrowed it and planned to read it when he had nothing to do.

As the saying goes, "It's good to have many skills." In the past two days, Chongxiao has been reading this book when he has nothing to do. He can now barely speak Sakaz sentences that people can understand.

The place he chose was the rooftop of the new main building... Although it was specially arranged as a viewing spot, the people from the Kazdel delegation didn't seem to like coming here, which made it a good opportunity for Chongxiao.

Today is no exception. With the help of the lights on the rooftop, I can clearly see the words on the book.

However, just when Chongxiao was about to make an effort, he heard light footsteps.

It was Kal'tsit... I don't know what she was doing on the rooftop on such a cold night...

Most of the Filin people are very afraid of the cold, except for those in Kjerag!

"...Good evening, Ms. Kelsey."

Chongxiao closed the book somewhat awkwardly.

Kal'tsit didn't seem to expect him to be here, but when she saw the cover of the book, a hint of surprise flashed across her cold face.

After hesitating for a moment, Kal'tsit walked over and sat opposite Chongxiao.

"Are you learning Sarkaz?"

"I guess so. After all, I am responsible for communicating with you. This is also part of my job responsibilities."

"...It seems that we are lucky to have you as our guard."

All the Filins that Kal'tsit and Chongxiao had seen were a little different. First of all, they had no sense of cold, and secondly, there was no tail visible behind them... They didn't know if it was too short or didn't exist at all.

In addition, her demeanor and temperament were also extraordinary, cold and aloof, calm and mature, as if she was keeping people at a distance. But as long as she said a few words, this feeling would turn into peace and indifference, as if she was an old monk who had experienced countless worldly affairs and had seen through the world...

This made Chongxiao curious about how old she was...

"I have no prejudice against the Sarkaz. After all, they are just creatures on this land, no different from other races."

“It’s a rare idea, but not many people will agree with you.”

"Whether they agree or not is none of my business."

Chongxiao spread his hands and said, "But this may be because I am not prone to mineral sickness."

"…How did you come to this conclusion?"

There was a hint of scrutiny in Kal'tsit's eyes as she began to observe Chongxiao carefully.

Before this, she didn't seem to have done anything similar, just lumped him together with the other SWAT members.

The mineralogy of the Terra continent is indeed terrifying, but there are people who have high immunity to it. For example, when Longmen and Nian mentioned this during their chat, she said that she also has high immunity and it is basically impossible for her to get mineralogy.

So Chongxiao didn't take this matter to heart and directly told Kal'tsit that he had close contact with Originium.

Little did they know that this made Kal'tsit's expression look solemn.

Then she said that she was a doctor who specialized in treating mineralogy.

"Really? Then do me a favor, please?"

Chongxiao immediately thought of Huang Xinglan. Coincidentally, she was also from the Filin tribe, so maybe he could ask Kal'tsit to see if there was any solution.

"You're treating someone?"

"Yes, it's someone who has just been infected with oripathy. She's a filament like you. I'll see if I can get her to come over tomorrow."

It was obvious that the Kazdel delegation could not act freely in the Divine Capital, so they could only let Huang Xinglan come... Chongxiao felt that Wu Qinghe would not make things difficult for him.

"By the way, after attending the coronation ceremony, you still have to meet the True Dragon Emperor."

"I don't recommend you to ask about this kind of thing. It's beyond the scope of your duties."

Kal'tsit's serious attitude made Chongxiao feel a little embarrassed. He then realized that what he asked... strictly speaking, it had already risen to the level of a state secret, and there was no way he could just tell it to him casually.

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew, and the scarf in Kal'tsit's hand flew away.

For Chongxiao, this was a familiar scene: back then on the Xiangkong airship, he relied on his quick reaction to grab the umbrella and then started chatting with Muirseth.

But at this time, Chongxiao no longer needed to "take action".

The psychic power took effect instantly, fixing the scarf that was blown away in mid-air, and then slowly returned to Kal'tsit's hand... She was a little dazed at first, but then suddenly looked up at Chongxiao.

"Is this...did you do this?"

"Well, it's my Originium skill."

Chongxiao had long been accustomed to lying directly. After all, even he himself didn't know how to explain the existence of psychic power, and generally no one would question it.

But at this moment, Kal'tsit frowned... The use of Originium techniques will more or less cause the nearby Originium to react, so patients with oripathy can often catch this feeling.

However, when Chongxiao controlled the scarf to fly back, she, who was also a patient, did not feel the slightest bit of sympathy.

This is definitely not an Originium skill... Could it be a racial talent?

It's not impossible. For example, there is a race called Anura whose body fluids are naturally toxic, which has nothing to do with Originium skills.

Thinking of this, Kal'tsit suddenly realized that she didn't seem to see any racial characteristics in Chongxiao.

"Just to ask, are you from Agor? Or Liberian?"

"No, I am the Xel'Naga."

"……What did you say!?"

This was the first time since they met that Kal'tsit looked visibly surprised.

Chapter 53: Chongxiao has a cheat, Lingqing chats

Chongxiao originally thought that Kal'tsit's surprise last night was because she knew about the Xel'Naga race, but the truth was just the opposite... She was so surprised because she didn't know about this race.

Upon learning of this, Chongxiao was speechless, secretly slandering her for being so arrogant that she was surprised by encountering a race she didn't recognize...

But this is not important. What is important is that Kal'tsit claims to be an expert in mineralogy. So the most important thing now is to quickly call Huang Xinglan over and let her take a look.

So, Chongxiao called early in the morning.

"Is it...Brother Chongxiao?"

"Yes, Xiaolan, are you awake yet? If you are, come to the address I told you. There is a doctor here who can treat you!"

"see a doctor?"

"It's mineral sickness! Remember to wear something thicker!"

Most of the Filin people are afraid of the cold. Although Huang Xinglan has excellent physical fitness, it is never a bad thing to keep warm.

However, Chongxiao, who was standing downstairs talking on the phone, did not notice that Kal'tsit and Ines were watching him through the window.