Arknights, are you a good person?

He looked so pitiful as if he was being coerced just now, how come he suddenly acts like a corrupt official?

Tianhuo felt something was wrong, the change was too fast.

Then they started an encrypted conversation that only civil servants could understand.

What exactly is going on?

"..."

"..."

"Mr. Qi Yuan, you really are beyond my expectations." After communicating for a long time, the man in the gray hat couldn't help but sigh.

It was just to help the beneficiary find someone, and there was no need to specifically touch the gray hat. The Duke of Caster was famous for his ability to play both sides and bet on many parties. He would extend an olive branch to any force that could influence the outcome of the battle.

In the Yan dialect, it means "to make a good connection."

Qi Yuan’s personal abilities are extremely strong, but when put on the battlefield, he is still extremely insignificant. What really matters is his identity.

Behind Qi Yuan stands the mysterious Yan Kingdom!

After matching all the names and deeds, Duke Kaster even figured out the grievances in the city of Caraton, and immediately sent out the Gray Hat to contact Qi Yuan, just to see how strong Qi Yuan was.

The man in the gray hat didn't expect that Qi Yuan, who came from the mysterious East, was so smart and could handle all the twists and turns.

The communication between civil servants is so smooth.

It just takes a little time.

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"The Duke of Caister and the local lord, the Duke of Godottin, have a friendly relationship with each other."

Qi Yuan nodded: "The fact that our fiefs are not adjacent to each other means that we are natural allies. Plus, with the attitude of a businessman who can get along with both sides, it is true that harmony brings wealth... Then can the information described by your gray hats reach Duke Godotin directly?"

"of course can."

The man in the gray hat nodded and said, "All the information you tell can be directly reported to Duke Godotin. In addition, with your special status, Duke Godotin will only be happy as long as it is not too excessive."

"Happy?"

Tianhuo frowned. "How is this possible? Any lord would be furious if a stranger caused trouble in his territory, right?"

"Miss Tianhuo, this is wrong."

The man in the gray hat calmly put his hands in his pockets, and his coolness instantly returned to him: "A man from a mysterious and ancient country that never sends envoys abroad suddenly came, a big man comparable to a duke. The first time he set foot in Victoria, he chose the territory of Duke Godottin. Use one word to describe this situation."

"...bringing glory to this humble home?"

Tianhuo said hesitantly, turned around and looked at Qi Yuan in disbelief.

This guy Qi Yuan, his status in Yan Country is comparable to that of a grand duke?

Why is it so...down to earth?

"Victoria has countless connections with Yan Country, but after the Yan Country's dragons discovered that they and Drake were not of the same race, these connections were severed. Your appearance is a major event that is worthy of being written into the Duke's private diary, and it will be printed and passed down from generation to generation."

Gray Hat said calmly.

"Then I feel relieved." Qi Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

When you are away from home, your identity is still useful.

"What are you going to do?" The man in the gray hat asked with great interest. As the eyes of the Duke of Caster, he very much hoped that Qi Yuan could choose a method that would have an impact within a controllable range while demonstrating his strength.

"Rush into the City Hall and kill that corpse-eating Count Bechmann?"

The Gray Hat asked, talking about attacking and killing a distinguished earl in the street, as if he were talking about killing a feathered beast with its claws plucked out.

Is this actually within the controllable range?

Tianhuo felt very disillusioned.

"After all, in the eyes of us Victorians, although the Yan people are equally ancient and powerful, they all have their own temper, that is, "chivalry". Drawing their swords when seeing injustice seems to be the character of the Yan people." The man in the gray hat further explained.

"No need."

Qi Yuan shook his head: "I still prefer to catch the criminal in the act, then call the police and let the suspect accept the punishment of the law."

He said it confidently.

After all, Qi Yuan made his first fortune by doing this.

501: The First Time in the Creation of the World (Part 3)

Gray Hat was a little disappointed.

I originally wanted to see their strength, but Qi Yuan wanted to outsmart them?

He is a high-ranking official of the first rank and he is young. He must be a close minister and favorite of the real dragon, with a status similar to that of a close duke. How could he want to outsmart a border earl?

Although he was having doubts in his heart, the man in the gray hat still acted quickly according to Qi Yuan's ideas.

The information flowed slowly between radio stations and reached the Duke's residence.

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Later, the fiefdom of the Duke of Godottin.

The terrazzo floor, the church-style colorful broken glass windows, the setting sun shining with colorful colors, the Duke holding a wine glass, the deep red wine gently shaking in the glass.

He is a capable middle-aged film man.

It was obvious that Duke Godottin was meeting a guest, but the other party was not qualified to sit at the table and drink.

"Kaster is indeed a businessman. He keeps his eyes and ears open. Sometimes when we want to know something, we have to look for you. We should really learn how to build an intelligence system." Godoting said majestically.

"Your Excellency the Duke, thank you for your compliment."

Another man in a gray hat stood aside, accepting the praise humbly. He looked like he had not been ripped off yet, and his clothes were still intact:

"Only those of us who make a living by selling goods need such a huge intelligence network. After all, in Terra, information is the most precious wealth. My Lord, you control the southern border troops, and all you need is an efficient communication system. If you establish an intelligence network, won't we all be unemployed and starve to death?"

"As expected of the little guys brought up by Caister, they are very good at speaking."

Duke Godottin was apparently accustomed to such flattery, and although he was praising, there was no expression on his face.

"I need you to tell me what happened on my own fiefdom, and I have to pay for it."

Godotin muttered to himself.

How can he be happy when he looks like this?

"When you sneaked in, I turned a blind eye. After all, it was just some insignificant information. Now you come to me in person and tell me that you have discovered important information... I hope it is really important, otherwise I will sentence you to death directly."

“It’s really huge.”

Gray Hat was sweating profusely.

At the signal from Duke Godottin, he did not say it on the spot, but said that the matter was of great importance and asked His Excellency the Duke to come closer.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

Having said that, Duke Godottin was still curious and moved closer.

A whisper...

Godoting stood up suddenly, and Filin's tail stood up suddenly, and he said in great surprise: "Are you serious?"

"It's absolutely accurate." The gray hat responded with assurance.

"It has been hundreds of years since the Yan Kingdom sent an envoy through Victoria, right?" Gao Duoting's eyes flickered with a strange look. "What is the status of Mr. Qi Yuan? What position does he hold in the Yan Kingdom?"

Although the Yan Kingdom was mysterious, as the Grand Duke of Victoria, he still knew the basic system of official positions.

"The position of the Crown Prince's tutor, royal bloodline..."

If the same conditions were substituted, in Victoria he would be a grand duke with lands and territory, in Syracuse he would be the heir to the Lady of Sicily, and in Colombia he would be a presidential candidate.

"So much higher than the highest standard in history?!"

Duke Godotin suddenly felt proud and accidentally crushed the goblet in his hand, and the wine flowed all over his sleeves like blood.

"In Karaton City, right?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Duke Godotin nodded repeatedly and his body moved like the wind.

He shouted angrily: "Adjutant! Use my ancestral etiquette steam battleship to drive out. I want to go to Karaton City in person. All the relevant etiquette standards are of the highest level. All weekly reporters are also called to move with the ship. I must capture the best angle!"

"And that scarlet cloak, take it all out!"

"..."

The man in the gray top hat put his hands in his pockets, looking a little dazed.

The effect was countless times better than he had imagined. He hadn't expected that Duke Godottin was a fame-seeker... The man in the gray hat almost forgot to tell him the most important thing.

"Lord Godottin, there is one more thing."

The man in the gray hat took his hands out of his pockets and rubbed them together awkwardly: "Regarding the local lord of Karaton City... there were some clever misunderstandings between him and the Yan Kingdom envoy."

"what happened?"

Duke Godottin turned around abruptly, being infinitely more alert than usual when his subordinates were causing trouble.

Today, he once again felt the importance of building an intelligence network. Although he could enjoy the services of grey hats throughout Victoria by spending a small amount of money, it was really embarrassing to hear these things from the people in Castor.

"The thing is like this..."

The man in the gray hat faced the pressure of the Archduke's questioning, rubbing his hands as he told the story.

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Caraton City.

Count Bechmann had no idea about the coming storm. He was always concerned about small, specific things and almost forgot to look up at the vast starry sky above his head.

"How did things go last night?"

Bechmann imitated the way he remembered Duke Godottin drinking red wine and gently shook the wine glass.

He confidently asked his subordinates: "Were those Syracusans, country bumpkins who had never seen the world, completely wiped out by that little guy, or did they come back dejectedly after being severely injured, begging for mercy from me?"

"Miss Tianhuo returned home early in the morning. She was in high spirits and seemed to have achieved a complete victory." The subordinate reported with his head down.

"it is good."

Beichman's face was filled with a smile. "These country bumpkins should really be killed and beaten. Otherwise, they really think they can eat at the table just by gathering together. They don't know that they are just a dish."

It seems to be a memory left in the genes, and neither Filin nor Luperpelo can deal with it.

"Wait, then."

Bechman said confidently: "If they are not dead, we will soon see a group of Lupers limping out of the door, begging for forgiveness and crying for continued cooperation with us."

The words have not yet fallen.

Suddenly, a servant came running over, panting for a while, and whispered in Count Bechmann's ear: "Someone wants to see you."

"Sure enough, it's here."

Just as he was about to show off, a servant led in a young man who greeted everyone present in a very familiar manner. He also shook Count Bechmann's hand up and down so hard that he almost dislocated it.

"Who are you?"

"I am now the master of the Syracuse family, and I am deeply saddened to hear what the Count said."

"?"

"Too small."

Qi Yuan looked like the mastermind behind the scenes: "Why don't we do something bigger?"

He said it temptingly, like a devil leading people to fall.

502: Then can I cheat you?

"Who are you?"

Qi Yuan's words immediately aroused strong suspicion from Count Bechmann, who looked him up and down with a suspicious look, his eyes full of indifference and suspicion.

After all, for the upper class nobles who controlled the city of Karaton, the Syracuse family that wandered here could only be black gloves, not even qualified to sit at the table for dinner, let alone have their own ideas. For him, it was dangerous for the black gloves to have their own ideas.

“Know who you are.”