I parked the car at the back door, and then shouted according to the agreed code: "Open sesame."
The noise inside the door dropped slightly for a moment, and then a wave of detection magic enveloped me.
"...So I'm very surprised. If you can use detection magic directly, why do you need to know the secret code?" I sighed.
After the door opened, a slightly slovenly uncle appeared in front of me.
Well - this is the contact person Binelle arranged for me.
The rather messy burgundy hair was tied up with a hemp rope and hung casually behind the head. The somewhat informal waiter uniform was surprisingly clean. There is not much decadence on some unshaven faces, but they just make people feel a little unruly.
All in all, he is a slovenly handsome man - the kind who would probably attract a lot of little girls on the planet.
"There has to be a sense of ceremony." He naturally looked around and stared at my carriage and said, "Are you new again?"
"Ah, so I sent it to you." I said simply.
The person in front of me is Vitel, an officer under Enol, and the person who took over the intelligence field of the Immortal Fortress. Although he is not a local, after coming to the Immortal Fortress, he quickly liquidated the original local gangsters in the Immortal Fortress, and quietly integrated them to form A gray intelligence chain was formed. In addition, he seemed to have other means to obtain intelligence.
To put it simply, he is the spy chief.
Of course, this doesn’t seem to be particularly accurate...
"But this person is a little bit special, so it's hard for me to judge. It should be no problem to send him to you."
"My place here is designed to collect messy people." Vettel curled his lips and said, "Anyway, there is no shortage of this one."
I said helplessly: "This person said he was sent by the eldest prince, but I'm just a little suspicious."
"It's not impossible." Vettel gave in slightly, "Would you like to stop in for a drink?"
"No need, I'm seriously buying ingredients for the hotel."
Vettel shrugged and said: "You really cherish your status as boss, but you are so serious."
"This is how I make a living."
"With that kind of strength, no matter where you go, you will never run out of food." He said unequivocally.
This is true for normal people.
But it is a pity that when I became a wild hero, my life was very miserable. At least it was not in line with my strength at that time, but considering that at that time, I still had a little bit of middle school. It’s a boring fantasy. In the eyes of outsiders, it’s just a brain disease, so I’ll just assume that high-level people are good at making money...
"If you are an intelligence officer, you should probably know what kind of life I lived before. Compared with that situation, I still think it is better now." I curled my lips and said.
Vettel was silent for a moment, and then said: "Your brain is indeed different from other people's thinking."
"You are trying to hurt me in disguise."
Vettel coughed in embarrassment and said: "If I had that kind of strength, I would have to live and drink like crazy. Who would have the time to be a brave warrior? Ha, it seems that the Holy See is really good at deceiving people."
Vettel's sudden mention of the Holy See surprised me, but I quickly reacted.
This is probably a test for me.
Although on the surface the Holy See does not interfere in the internal affairs of various countries, in fact, this level of civil strife in the human empire is the first time since the creation of a new human region.
As a transcendent force, the Holy See is like the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead.
I don't know when it fell, cutting away all the current secular power.
Therefore, according to the existing information, I, who came from the Holy See, obviously became a member with a special status.
"I don't have any special beliefs." I smiled, "If you insist on saying so, I'm a weak believer."
"Is it really appropriate for a brave man who came from the Holy See to say such a thing?" Vitel leaned against the door frame, looked at me boredly and said, "You must have received a very orthodox Holy See education. I heard from the general that although you have some Weird sword moves, but most of them are standard Vatican sword skills."
"That's not necessarily true." I squinted my eyes and chuckled, "What the Holy See needs is a true 'brave'."
"...Huh? What do you mean by that look?" Vettel frowned, "Although it's not bitterness and hatred, it's obvious that something is wrong."
"Hurry up and use your powerful intelligence capabilities to investigate." I lifted Mirio out of the car and threw him towards Vittle. "It's not a good habit to talk to people casually."
He subconsciously took Mirio, and I took advantage of this moment to slowly get on the carriage.
Vettel hesitated to speak, and finally could only sigh and said: "Sorry, I didn't mean that."
"I'm very serious about helping Her Royal Highness the Princess." I smiled, waved and left.
I don't have the habit of looking back, but not far after I walked out, with two obvious bang-dong sounds, a brown hair ball suddenly appeared among a pile of thatch.
Hmm...well, actually it's just because my hair is too messy.
"Don't you think it's too much?" Kyle Russ lay on the car while touching his head that seemed to be hurt by the impact, and said with some curiosity, "We are obviously from the same camp, yet we still need to be questioned like this, and that Didn’t the princess also say that you are the ones destined in the prophecy?”
"How did you get up here...forget it."
I decided not to pursue this matter. After all, I couldn’t understand what Kyle Russ’s thinking was like.
"If you insist on talking about this kind of thing, it would be better to be more frank." I said softly, "After all, hiding too much also proves that trust is lower."
Kellas narrowed his eyes slightly and said as if thinking: "Ha, then if you do this, wouldn't it be..."
"Only the real thing can disguise a lie." I said, "Use ninety-nine percent truth, plus a little bit of a trivial lie, what do you think?"
"I feel like my head is getting big." Kellas said seriously, "But to be honest, he has actually been deceived by you and is lame."
"They will think that what they grasp is the truth. It's not good for us to climb down the pole. Anyway, they have figured it out on their own, and they don't need us to tell them..."
