People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"That bastard actually wanted to... "

"Calm down, Dolores."

Before Dolores could finish her words, Sir Baizhi interrupted her, then calmly closed the book and put it aside, and picked up a teacup to pour a cup for the woman.

"I can't calm down, Gideon! You know, that bastard Servais..."

"Well, I know what you're going to say. About that potion Servais made, right?"

Sir Bai Zhi's voice was flat, with no hint of emotion, but his eyes beneath his helmet were now filled with coldness. "I already know the function of that potion. It's not for strengthening the human body, but for making puppets."

"How do you know..."

Dolores was a little surprised and asked subconsciously.

But as soon as she said it, she felt that the question she asked was very stupid.

She was very clear about how strong her friend's intelligence network was. Gideon had spies almost everywhere, not to mention what happened in the Round Table Hall.

"Yes, it is just as you imagine, my friend Dolores."

Unlike Dolores, who was easily swayed by her emotions, Sir Baizhi calmly took a sip of his teacup and continued, "I have already informed Alperich about this matter and asked her to be wary of Servais."

"However, Reinhardt made such a big fuss before, I guess not only me but also Wehler and Bagram already know about it."

"And you need not consider the truth of what Reinhardt has stated, my friend.

I have verified that what Reinhardt said is true."

As he spoke, Sir Baizhi put down his teacup, took out an empty bottle from the drawer of the table and placed it on the table.

"...Gideon, are you okay?!"

Dolores asked nervously as she grabbed the empty bottle and looked at it.

She recognized the bottle at a glance. It was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar. It was the bottle containing the strange potion.

And the dark liquid remaining inside is indeed that potion!

"...Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to put a potion given by someone I just met into my mouth."

"However, the person who helped me conduct the experiment was not so lucky. Now he has become a puppet."

Sir Baizhi's voice was filled with regret.

He is no longer the Baizhi who would kill people to silence them and would do anything to achieve his goals. He still has a conscience because Dolores, who is his bottom line, is still there.

“That’s good…”

Dolores breathed a sigh of relief, but then put on a serious face and said, "But Gideon, please don't conduct such despicable human experiments next time. This will damage the reputation of our Round Table Hall and even more so your knightly honor as Sir Baizhi."

"Well, I know. This time I had no choice. There won't be a next time."

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Sir Baizhi nodded, agreeing with her.

The existence of Dolores is not only the main reason why he and Servais parted ways, but also the key to Sir Baizhi's parting ways with his own moral bottom line.

"But, my friend, I think you should go express your gratitude to Reinhardt. If it weren't for him, you might be dead now."

"Besides, it wasn't his fault in the Krepp incident. If it were me, I wouldn't just sit there and do nothing."

"..."

Dolores fell silent upon hearing this. After a brief thought, she sighed helplessly and responded in a low voice:

"...Okay, I understand."

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In the evening, the light of the golden tree gradually faded, making the city of Rodel a little dim, like dark clouds covering the sun, and there was a hint of chill in the wind.

Since he had nothing to do today and spent the whole day strolling around the streets, Reinhardt returned to the mansion earlier than usual.

But as soon as he entered the door, Aliana took him to the living room, where he saw Servais sitting motionless in a chair, as if the computer had crashed, with his wrists hanging from his sleeves wrapped in bandages.

"Hey, isn't this Professor Servais? How did you get into such a mess? Did you capsize in the gutter?"

Hearing his sarcastic words, Servais also reacted and slowly raised his head to look at Reinhardt.

Despite the mask, Reinhardt could still sense the anger in that gaze.

"Well, don't look at me like that. It's all because of that Dolores woman who doesn't know what's good for her. She has long hair but short knowledge."

Reinhardt smiled knowingly and pulled a chair to sit opposite Servais.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really miserable when you take a closer look..."

Looking carefully at the miserable magic professor in front of him, he felt so happy that he almost passed out. This was more satisfying than killing this pervert with his own hands.

The professor's robe that he was so proud of had turned into beggar's clothes, and the bloodstains on his body were faintly visible, as if he had just crawled out of a thorn bush.

But Reinhardt seemed unsatisfied with just this and started to sneer again.

"But, Professor Servais, from now on, you should let someone else do this kind of medicine-dispensing work."

"Look at you, you can't talk to begin with. You keep your mouth shut and you're like a mortal. You open your mouth and you're like an Omicron. This kind of thing is really not suitable for you to bother with."

"Oh, by the way, here's my personal advice. Please be careful when you go out in the future and talk less. Your mouth really stinks. You might offend some powerful knight, ancient dragon, or flying dragon, and you'll lose your life."

"Shut up! It's not your place as a little knight to comment on my affairs!"

Seemingly provoked by Reinhardt's words, Servais could no longer hold back and shouted angrily, almost breaking the bandage on his chest.

"If it weren't for you, you damned little bastard, how could I have fallen into this state!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. You're not wrong. Go ahead and do your work. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Reinhardt answered perfunctorily, yawned, and looked sleepy as he was about to go back to his room, but Servais called out to him.

"stop!"

"Anything else, Professor Servais?"

"...I haven't found an opportunity before. Now I want to ask you, what are you trying to do by looking for my servant Biddy in Kalia Castle?"

Although there was still a hint of reproach in his tone, Servais tried his best to remain calm.

"Oh, so that's what you wanted to ask me. Back when I was at the academy, I often heard of Professor Servais's name and admired you greatly. So, I wanted to contact you through your servant, Biddy, hoping to gain your appreciation."

Reinhardt's face suddenly showed a hint of sadness as he continued, "But now it seems impossible. You hate me so much."

"Really?"

Servais frowned, still a little suspicious.

"More true than the Golden Rule! I won't lie!"

Reinhardt acted like a good, honest-to-goodness baby.

How could such a kind person, with sincerity written in his left eye and innocence in his right eye, possibly lie?

"Well... I didn't expect a character like you to have such good eyesight."

Servais glanced at him briefly.

It seemed like he believed it, but not completely.

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't waste my time on someone of your status, but since you're so sincere, I can certainly show some mercy..."

"But before that, please do me a favor. It can be considered as helping Lani."

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He thought it was all just a game, and he was the only player in the game, until...

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The evening breeze blew quietly, and the grass like golden wheat ears fluttered in the wind, and the fruit trees all over the mountains were full of fruits.

At this moment, night has arrived at the border area. Everything is silent, with only the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves as the companions.

Only the Yatan Plateau at the foot of the golden tree and the Royal City of Rodel relied on the faint golden afterglow to maintain the daytime like a rainy day. The plants emitting faint light, the illusory and towering golden tree, and the drifting golden leaves were like neon lights in the city at night.

At this time, Reinhardt was lying on the soft and warm bed, holding a bottle of medicine in his hand and looking at it carefully.

It was filled with a pitch-black liquid, but within that darkness there were some blue spots.

"That old bastard Servis is still so ruthless..."

Reinhardt couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the puppet potion in his hand, and put it into the leather bag on the bedside table.

This is what Servais had him help with—

Taking this bottle of puppet potion and letting that woman Dolores take it was just like the situation in the game when he asked him to take the puppet potion to Nepheli in the magician's tower. It was exactly the same.

Once it was done, Servais promised to give him some guidance and teach him puppetry techniques.

To be honest, he was quite interested in the lost puppet technology from the Eternal City, but he didn't like this guy Servais.

Although what this old bastard did was no secret in Kalia, and even Lani turned a blind eye to it, it did not change his desire to kill this bastard.

What's more, Kalia's strength is not particularly weakened now, and he doesn't need this old perverted puppet.

"Let's think of a way to get rid of this guy."

At least this matter cannot be done openly. We have to give Lani face no matter what. We can use some tricks in private.

But the most important thing is, Servis's true identity——

It is not known where the old man Biddy is hiding.

According to the information he had inquired about, this old man would not settle in one place for long. He would change his residence every once in a while, just like the lucky businessmen in some RPG games.

Whether you can find it depends entirely on luck.

"But then again, Marika didn't come today..."

He looked up at the empty room, and there was no sign of Marika coming.

"That's really rare... Are you planning on giving me a day off today?"

According to past practice, Marika should have appeared at this time.

But the familiar golden particles like starlight did not appear before his eyes.

Maybe I really plan to give him a day off today so he won’t come.

"It's a bit... boring."

Reinhardt lay in a cross-legged position on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling and mumbling softly, as if he was having withdrawal symptoms.

Originally, I could enjoy delicious food every day, and even different varieties, but suddenly one day I couldn’t eat it. To be honest, it felt a bit awkward.

It took a lot of effort to get used to it.

"Forget it, let's go to the rooftop to get some fresh air."

Reinhardt rolled off the bed, pushed open the door and left the room.

This was a habit he had developed long ago. Whenever he couldn't sleep, he would want to go to the roof to cool off.

Although the starry sky has been frozen, its beauty and vastness cannot be changed.

But unfortunately, he forgot that this was the Yatan Plateau, at the foot of the golden tree. There was no starry sky to be seen. There were only thick dark clouds and the crown of the golden tree that looked like a giant umbrella.

It seemed as if it was trying to hide something. Not to mention the stars, the only thing that could be seen was the full moon in the distance that seemed to be about to sink into the earth.

However, on the rooftop, he met a rather unexpected person.

"Your Highness, Lani, can't you sleep either?"

"Um...."

Lani responded softly, as if she had already noticed Reinhardt's arrival. She didn't even turn her head, but just sat on the eaves with her legs hanging high, raised her wide witch hat and stared at the distant sky.