"You want to find the Speaker?"
The domed hall looks wider than it looks from the outside. The beautifully carved stone pillars and beams slowly extend from the surroundings of the rotunda, until they reach a height that cannot be seen when looking up, and then gradually converge and form a joint. to the top of this building. ??Network The criss-crossing lines were intertwined with each other and spread along the floor under their feet. The complex patterns appeared and disappeared, showing an ancient atmosphere everywhere, and they didn't know what kind of function they had. Not far away from them, on both sides of the underground passage they had just walked through, rows of clearly spaced glass windows were placed in an orderly manner around the entire hall, and the irregular colors on them highlighted the mystery and extraordinaryness of this place.
In stark contrast to these decorations, are the simple and featureless seats in the center of the hall.
"What are you doing with the Speaker?"
Perhaps because of the overly broad design, or perhaps because no one was around at this time, the fat man's question had no echo at all, but it was clearly audible in Duan Qing's ears. He looked at Nan Tieshan who had no expression at the side, and then took a step forward: "...Yes, I want to see the speaker."
"It's a pity you can't see him now."
The fat man stared at the two people in front of him with his triangular eyes for a while, then curled his lips and picked up another document in front of him: "I would like to apologize to you for running away, and then... you should go back quickly. .”
"Is it so difficult to see the Speaker of our Principality?"
Looking at the guy who was busy again, Duan Qing couldn't help but take another step forward: "Please, I do have something important..."
"The Speaker of the Principality is not as noble as the Emperor of the Empire."
In a square-like scene, the fat man sitting alone at a small table interrupted Duan Qing without raising his head: "Anyone can see him. The problem is..."
"who are you?"
Why do people here like to ask for names so much...
Duan Qing sighed helplessly, and looked back at Nan Tieshan, who was shrugging his shoulders. Then he stood up straight and cleared his throat again: "Ahem... Well, my name is Mo Shang Qingshan."
The fat man raised his head and looked at him sideways: "Oh, so it's you."
"...What, do you know me?"
"It seems that you were just led here by that big guy, and you don't even know the basic situation."
The fat man grinned, as if he suddenly understood something, and put down the document in his hand: "I know everything."
"Moshang Qingshan, male, from Greenstone Village, is an adventurer by profession, and now belongs to an adventure group called The Fool. He is good at melee combat. He originally specialized in one-handed swords, but recently there seems to be a trend of specializing in two-handed weapons... "
"You...investigated me?"
Looking back at the big man in black armor with a smile on his face again, Duan Qing asked hesitantly, but the other party paid no attention to what he meant and continued to talk on his own.
"...The person involved in the Emerald Forest and Emerald Tower incident was one of the rebels in Fenghua Town. Therefore, he received... the simultaneous attention of the Adventurers Association, the Mage Council and the Destiny Weaver."
Duan Qing's face darkened, while Nan Tieshan, who was standing behind him, put away his smile and opened his mouth in surprise.
"Later, another investigation proved that this person was related to the mutation that occurred on the top of Falling Star Mountain not long ago. It was suspected that this person had discovered the secrets of ancient civilization hidden on the top of the mountain. However, inquiries from the Council of Mages were fruitless... Later, he appeared in the tower. Nia, for some unknown reason, invaded Tusker's mansion, disappeared a few days later, and then... went to the fortress."
As if he remembered something again, the fat man started to pick through Manshan's documents at this point: "Ah... By the way, the magic bomb discovered a few days ago seems to be your fault."
In the quiet atmosphere, apart from the breathing of a few people, only the sound of turning pages echoed here. Duan Qing gritted his teeth and let go of his clenched hands, and exhaled as if he had figured something out: "Although this feels bad, I won't dwell on such unreasonable issues."
"It seems that you are also a big shot." He raised his voice and said, "This... Secretary."
"I'm not a secretary." The fat man shook his head, and then put down the report he had just found from the fortress: "I am Yang, Lux Yang."
"The current director of the Principality's Intelligence Service."
The noise seemed to stop outside for a moment, and then started again amidst the shaking of the door. As the gap in the door was exposed, a slight breeze seeped in from there, swaying across the entire hall, as if it was blowing away the entire hall. The sun also dimmed a little. Ruoyouruowu shouts began to sound outside the door, mixed with disorderly footsteps, which gradually disappeared in all directions. Duan Qing, who had calmed down for a while, also retracted his gaze towards the door, only to find that the fat man seemed to be looking there too: "The show is over? The day went by so fast..."
"Uh, Mr. Lux..."
"You want to call me Mr. Yang." The fat man turned around and said, "Remember."
"...Okay, Mr. Yang." Duan Qing organized his words: "Since you know me so well, you should also know my purpose..."
"No, I don't know." The fat man chuckled: "Just like I don't know... what kind of commotion happened outside today."
"..."
Duan Qing scratched his head in embarrassment, and then thought about it for a while: "Well, I got into these troubles by accident, not on purpose..."
"Not on purpose? Even the anti-magic alarm was raised!"
The fat man suddenly slammed the table and raised his voice an octave: "You guys, don't you know how nervous we are now? You like to use magic and magic when you have nothing to do. I almost sent out the rearguard!"
"Adventurers like you who like to get into trouble should be treated as spies sent by the empire and killed together!"
"Uh, don't get excited..."
"I'm not excited... I'm going to have a nervous breakdown!"
The fat man threw the pen on the table: "If the old man is not here, those old immortals think they are kings and cause problems to labor and management every day. Do they think their tricks can be hidden from my eyes? Are they jealous of the empire?" Are they not fighting fast enough? Or do they think there are not enough refugees coming over? They can't even clean up their own territory, so they want to cause trouble for others! They just want to harm others without benefiting themselves, right? They have to drag themselves if they fall. Is that the last person? Those damn Empire people have come in a long time ago! They might be hiding in the gutter, covering their mouths and watching our jokes! You adventurers, it’s okay if you don’t help, you’re still in there every day What's the point of joining in the fun, huh? Why don't you use half of your energy to go outside? The Endless Bridge, Metatron, there are any unsolved mysteries there, they've been explored long ago!"
"They're all...a bunch of idiots!"
With the fat man's last words, the deafening leak finally came to an end. Duan Qing, who was covering his ears, slowly put down his hands, and his face turned into a dumbfounded expression: "Then, um... Mr. Yang, don't be angry, things are impermanent, things are impermanent..."
"If labor and management had the ability, they would have peeled off their skins long ago."
The fat man sighed leisurely: "As a result, I don't have to sit here every day to analyze the intelligence and then report it to Pamir... By the way, the things he knows about you were also reported to him by me, only maybe less. There is no possibility of more.”
"...Should I thank you?"
"No, I don't know anyway. I still don't know." The fat man wiped his sweat with the towel again: "The mages in the Mages Council are very tight-lipped and refuse to say almost anything. Adventurer The president of the association is busy all day long, and I don’t know what he is doing. There are also those magic sticks. I can’t even find any of them, let alone find out anything from them... Ah, Fenghua There is one in the town now, but no one can afford to offend him."
"In the end, we were the only ones left, and as a result... we were all fighting!"
Seeing that the fat man was showing signs of getting angry again, Duan Qing hurriedly took a step back: "Uh, um... if you really can't see it..."
"Oh, please forgive me."
The fat man raised his head as if he had woken up: "I've been under a lot of pressure lately, so I've lost some control...Moshang Qingshan, right?"
He raised a hand and twirled his fat fingers in the air: "You are still very good. The special commissioner who came back confirmed Rama's crime, and the statement of the Mages Council... Well, Fars Fortress You did a good job, at least you didn’t let the Imperial people blow it up. It’s just..."
"It's a pity that guy Slanke, I once fought with him, and he was so stinky at that time..."
As if he was caught in some kind of memory, Lux Yang's body shrank down again, and his round face was hidden in the shadow formed by the mountain of documents, as if he didn't want to be seen by others. But after a moment, he woke up from that state again: "You want to see the Speaker, right?"
"Uh...right."
"To tell you the truth." The fat man shook his head and said, "The Speaker is not in Tania right now."
"What?"
Duan Qing and Nan Tieshan screamed at the same time, and then hurriedly covered their mouths.
"The loss in Fars this time was too serious and too weird, so Pamir decided to go and have a look for himself." The fat man stared at the two people in front of him and lowered his voice: "This is confidential... You guys Do you understand?"
Duan Qing didn't speak, but kept nodding his head to express his understanding.
"Very few people know. The public claim is that the Speaker is busy with official duties, so he stays here all night without seeing anyone... Humph." The fat man said this and sneered twice: "Those old guys will definitely not believe it. , but so what, they really dare to come in and bite me..."
"Then... when will the Speaker come back?"
"I don't know, but the estimated time is three days." The fat man glanced at Duan Qing: "You don't need to worry about his safety. Anyway, even if you go, you probably won't be able to recognize who is him... However, there is one thing I can tell you.”
"The outcome of this investigation will determine the fate of many people."
The fat man's face straightened: "What should be concealed, what should be clarified, what should be rewarded, what should be punished... will all be decided by the speaker himself."
"Don't we need parliament to discuss it?" Nan Tieshan asked involuntarily.
"You don't know much about Pamir, that's why you have such doubts." The fat man leaned back as if he was relaxed, but the result was that the chair made an overwhelming squeaking sound: "Old Horsman is not here here. Over a period of time, our Speaker has shown amazing dominance, and if nothing else happens, he may be the best Speaker since the founding of the Principality."
"I believe he can still do this little thing."
"I also believe in the speaker's ability."
Duan Qing suddenly said: "But the question is... can the principality survive until he comes back?"
"What... do you want to express?" The fat man narrowed his eyes.
"I found a diary in a secret room at Stanford's house." Duan Qing whispered: "The contents... may be related to the Speaker."
"...Is this the reason why you are in such a hurry to find the Speaker?" Fatty stared at Duan Qing and said, "Perfect, but it's a pity that he is not here."
He shrugged, and then said somewhat meaninglessly: "Of course, if you don't mind..."
"It's okay to tell me."
"..."
Duan Qing was silent, and he suddenly realized that he was facing a choice.
"Brother Qingshan..."
"I'm fine."
Smiling at Nan Tieshan, Duan Qing looked up at the high dome. He moved the fingers of his hands many times before slowly opening his mouth and telling the general content of the log. But what he didn't expect was that after hearing this, Fatty's first reaction was to burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! I thought it was something..." As the fat body shook, the whole table trembled: "It turns out to be these things."
"You, you already know?"
"Didn't I tell you before?" The gleam in his eyes disappeared, and the fat man gradually restrained his smile: "I... know everything."
"Don't worry, everything is under our control. Those imperial guys... don't even think of succeeding in any conspiracy!"
While Duan Qing and Duan Qing were at a loss, the fat man who struggled to stand up from his seat blocked his mountain-like body in front of Duan Qing, and then patted him on the shoulder: "You adventurers, just... Stop worrying so blindly, just do your job honestly, complete more commissions, and help the common people of the principality, okay?"
"Huh? Oh..."
"Also, if you have time, how about taking care of Miss Anweina more?"
"Uh... no problem."
"I'm very optimistic about your Fool's Adventure Group. Remember to say hello to Ferriston for me."
"Okay, okay..."
After saying these irrelevant words to each other, the two people were inexplicably sent away by the fat man on the same road. He personally walked the two of them through the road they came from, watched them walk out of the small door, and then slowly turned back to his seat, but his round face was replaced by a gloomy look. face.
"Stanford, Stanford... hum."
He lowered his head and muttered to himself for a while, then clapped his hands. A man dressed similarly to the bodyguard standing at the small door suddenly appeared behind him.
"Who's monitoring that area of Neil Street?"
"Still from Team 6."
"Go, let them check the Stanford house, especially the surrounding area." The fat man said with his eyes closed: "They may be there."
"..."
"If we don't have enough manpower, we'll transfer people from teams three and four." The fat man waved his hand and said, "But... I still say the same thing."
"If you can't find anyone, don't come back."
The man in black who appeared before nodded, and then disappeared again, leaving only the hall that became quiet again in the dusk, and the fat man's face gradually disappearing into the darkness. (To be continued.)
