This is an easy task, you don’t have to take any risks, just put the message in the agreed position, no one knows that you have done these things.
The words of the man wearing a silver mask claiming to be the person in charge of black money echoed in his ears again.
Extremely ridiculous!
Why should I help the Grayburger?
They even had to get rid of the nobles of the corps. What benefits would it do to me if they win?
The dispute seems to be still vivid in my mind. I thought black money was all smart businessmen, but I didn’t expect that I would say such stupid words!
Are you not afraid that I will tie you up and hand it over to Lord Mavien in exchange for a considerable reward?
If you really want to do this, there will be no such conversation in the first place.
The other party's tone did not change at all, as if he was completely unwilling to his own safety. It is enough to prove your wish that I can still sit here. It is precisely because you are a smart person that we are willing to provide this opportunity.
Unfortunately, you read it wrong, and I have no doubt about my loyalty to the Duke.Get out now, before I change my mind!
Of course, I'll leave now.
But sir, this is the so-called opportunity. Black money has no intention to force you to make a choice, and how to do it is your freedom.
The Silver Man stood up and bowed deeply to him first, then gently placed a black card on the tea table, and what I wanted to convey in the end was that Grey Castle would not forget anyone who had served it.
Then... there will be a period of time later.
Fleur took a deep breath, interrupting his chaotic thoughts, and the room suddenly became quiet.
I will never forget anyone who has worked for Grayburg...
It's ironic that he was the Duke of Mavien to revive the glory of his family. Roland Wimbledon, who was enemies of all the nobles, was originally the most unlikely person to forgive, but now he found that he was a little confused.
Although the guy sent by the black money was a mess, one thing was right. If he really planned to play for the Duke of the North, he should have tear the card to pieces long ago, instead of hiding it carefully under the drawer.
After a long silence, Fleur raised his head and sighed, and sat down at the desk.
He pulled out a piece of white sha paper and spread it out, then picked up the quill.
Is there anything else I can lose?
Taking back the territory has become increasingly slim, and he seems to have no reason to stick to it.
Well, as black money says, you won’t lose any loss, just bet on both sides.
If the devil wins the final victory, the status quo will not get worse anyway. If the Grayburger wins, he may be able to get compensation in other ways.
Thinking of this, Fleur put his pen down.
……
In the evening, he walked into the horn alley in the inner city wearing a windbreaker and a felt hat.
This place belongs to the territory of the Northern Chamber of Commerce, and most of the people coming and going are merchants. By the time the sun sets, few people have already moved.
On a gentle slope, Fleur found the location mentioned by the Silver Man and a large silver fir tree grew in the middle of the two brick houses.
In fact, the other party agreed to convey the way he made a decision.
There is no recipient, nor does it exist, which greatly reduces the risk.
At least he doesn't have to worry that black money will use this information to threaten him, or that he will be noticed by others that he has had a secret relationship with an unknown person.
Fleur wandered around for a while, and after seeing that there were no suspicious people around him, he quickly walked behind Yinshan and touched the tree hole in the center of it. Sure enough, there was a hidden secret grid in the tree hole, but the grid gate was completely an ordinary piece of wood, and it was difficult to detect if you didn't touch it with your own hands.
He stuffed the letter into the grid, pushed it back into the wood baffle, and the placement was done.
He specially recorded the contents of the letter in the correct form. Even if they were discovered by a third party, they could not be associated with him through handwriting.
Of course, this is not a big deal.
Next Fleur returned to his residence and moved a flower pot to the bedroom windowsill in the high-end residence in the inner city. Such decorations are available everywhere, and no one cares about an inconspicuous potted plant.
But for those who are secretly observing this place, it is a signal from the message.
From beginning to end, he didn't need to contact anyone. As for who will take the letter and what channels will be delivered to the Grayburgers, those have nothing to do with him.
The moment he put the flower pot down, Fleur even felt a sense of relief.
Even though the information was collected so meticulously, the gap between the kings was so big that it was impossible to add to it... He stood in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit castle area under the red fog, and thinking that the losers were still enjoying the dinner happily, he no longer had any hope for Ma Weien.
There is only one problem left.
Can Graycastle really defeat the devil?
*******************
The sender piled a thick stack of paper on a damp and broken wooden table.
Is this my share today?The clever ghost lights the oil lamp, thank you for your hard work.
The other party did not respond at all.
He sighed and repeated it with his gesture.
The sender nodded at this time.
This person is the silent man trained by his master. He has neither listening nor speaking. He can only convey commands or ask questions through simple sign language. Unfortunately, there is no gesture that can express gratitude.
Stay outside and don't let anyone in.After the clever ghost left the silent, he began to read these messages one by one.
This is a property purchased by black money from the underground chamber of commerce. It usually adopts an invitation system, but theoretically it is unlikely that it will be broken into by outsiders.
But the clever ghost still chose to process intelligence in the cold basement in order to gain more time for burning when danger occurs.
Although it is not clear why the owner was so concerned about the war in Graycastle, that was not a question he could do.
Since the master ordered the full assistance of Grayburg, the only thing he could do was to implement it with all his might.
Reorganizing this information and sending it to the Grayburger without knowing it is his current main task.
Although the Grayburger people requested not to let go of all the news, there was not always the opportunity to secretly transport it out of the city, so there must be a priority issue.
Considering that the caravans that are allowed to travel usually come and go once a week, they must make the most reliable information into secret messages within a week, mixed in the goods and sent to the wolf heart. As for other information, they can only find another channel to send it.
Most of the time, this information comes from the oral statements of mice, so it seems quite scattered, and he often spends a lot of time screening them.
But this time, the clever man noticed a significant difference between a letter and other messages in the paper.
Its handwriting is neat and smooth, and it is not copied casually in a tavern or on the street; it also uses top-quality ink, and there is no wrinkle on the paper. Obviously, the writing environment is more than one level better than where mice often stay.
He subconsciously held his breath and carefully browsed the letter from beginning to place.
The content on the letter is indeed different.
It first mentioned Hekzod, the core of the devil army.
The words of the man wearing a silver mask claiming to be the person in charge of black money echoed in his ears again.
Extremely ridiculous!
Why should I help the Grayburger?
They even had to get rid of the nobles of the corps. What benefits would it do to me if they win?
The dispute seems to be still vivid in my mind. I thought black money was all smart businessmen, but I didn’t expect that I would say such stupid words!
Are you not afraid that I will tie you up and hand it over to Lord Mavien in exchange for a considerable reward?
If you really want to do this, there will be no such conversation in the first place.
The other party's tone did not change at all, as if he was completely unwilling to his own safety. It is enough to prove your wish that I can still sit here. It is precisely because you are a smart person that we are willing to provide this opportunity.
Unfortunately, you read it wrong, and I have no doubt about my loyalty to the Duke.Get out now, before I change my mind!
Of course, I'll leave now.
But sir, this is the so-called opportunity. Black money has no intention to force you to make a choice, and how to do it is your freedom.
The Silver Man stood up and bowed deeply to him first, then gently placed a black card on the tea table, and what I wanted to convey in the end was that Grey Castle would not forget anyone who had served it.
Then... there will be a period of time later.
Fleur took a deep breath, interrupting his chaotic thoughts, and the room suddenly became quiet.
I will never forget anyone who has worked for Grayburg...
It's ironic that he was the Duke of Mavien to revive the glory of his family. Roland Wimbledon, who was enemies of all the nobles, was originally the most unlikely person to forgive, but now he found that he was a little confused.
Although the guy sent by the black money was a mess, one thing was right. If he really planned to play for the Duke of the North, he should have tear the card to pieces long ago, instead of hiding it carefully under the drawer.
After a long silence, Fleur raised his head and sighed, and sat down at the desk.
He pulled out a piece of white sha paper and spread it out, then picked up the quill.
Is there anything else I can lose?
Taking back the territory has become increasingly slim, and he seems to have no reason to stick to it.
Well, as black money says, you won’t lose any loss, just bet on both sides.
If the devil wins the final victory, the status quo will not get worse anyway. If the Grayburger wins, he may be able to get compensation in other ways.
Thinking of this, Fleur put his pen down.
……
In the evening, he walked into the horn alley in the inner city wearing a windbreaker and a felt hat.
This place belongs to the territory of the Northern Chamber of Commerce, and most of the people coming and going are merchants. By the time the sun sets, few people have already moved.
On a gentle slope, Fleur found the location mentioned by the Silver Man and a large silver fir tree grew in the middle of the two brick houses.
In fact, the other party agreed to convey the way he made a decision.
There is no recipient, nor does it exist, which greatly reduces the risk.
At least he doesn't have to worry that black money will use this information to threaten him, or that he will be noticed by others that he has had a secret relationship with an unknown person.
Fleur wandered around for a while, and after seeing that there were no suspicious people around him, he quickly walked behind Yinshan and touched the tree hole in the center of it. Sure enough, there was a hidden secret grid in the tree hole, but the grid gate was completely an ordinary piece of wood, and it was difficult to detect if you didn't touch it with your own hands.
He stuffed the letter into the grid, pushed it back into the wood baffle, and the placement was done.
He specially recorded the contents of the letter in the correct form. Even if they were discovered by a third party, they could not be associated with him through handwriting.
Of course, this is not a big deal.
Next Fleur returned to his residence and moved a flower pot to the bedroom windowsill in the high-end residence in the inner city. Such decorations are available everywhere, and no one cares about an inconspicuous potted plant.
But for those who are secretly observing this place, it is a signal from the message.
From beginning to end, he didn't need to contact anyone. As for who will take the letter and what channels will be delivered to the Grayburgers, those have nothing to do with him.
The moment he put the flower pot down, Fleur even felt a sense of relief.
Even though the information was collected so meticulously, the gap between the kings was so big that it was impossible to add to it... He stood in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit castle area under the red fog, and thinking that the losers were still enjoying the dinner happily, he no longer had any hope for Ma Weien.
There is only one problem left.
Can Graycastle really defeat the devil?
*******************
The sender piled a thick stack of paper on a damp and broken wooden table.
Is this my share today?The clever ghost lights the oil lamp, thank you for your hard work.
The other party did not respond at all.
He sighed and repeated it with his gesture.
The sender nodded at this time.
This person is the silent man trained by his master. He has neither listening nor speaking. He can only convey commands or ask questions through simple sign language. Unfortunately, there is no gesture that can express gratitude.
Stay outside and don't let anyone in.After the clever ghost left the silent, he began to read these messages one by one.
This is a property purchased by black money from the underground chamber of commerce. It usually adopts an invitation system, but theoretically it is unlikely that it will be broken into by outsiders.
But the clever ghost still chose to process intelligence in the cold basement in order to gain more time for burning when danger occurs.
Although it is not clear why the owner was so concerned about the war in Graycastle, that was not a question he could do.
Since the master ordered the full assistance of Grayburg, the only thing he could do was to implement it with all his might.
Reorganizing this information and sending it to the Grayburger without knowing it is his current main task.
Although the Grayburger people requested not to let go of all the news, there was not always the opportunity to secretly transport it out of the city, so there must be a priority issue.
Considering that the caravans that are allowed to travel usually come and go once a week, they must make the most reliable information into secret messages within a week, mixed in the goods and sent to the wolf heart. As for other information, they can only find another channel to send it.
Most of the time, this information comes from the oral statements of mice, so it seems quite scattered, and he often spends a lot of time screening them.
But this time, the clever man noticed a significant difference between a letter and other messages in the paper.
Its handwriting is neat and smooth, and it is not copied casually in a tavern or on the street; it also uses top-quality ink, and there is no wrinkle on the paper. Obviously, the writing environment is more than one level better than where mice often stay.
He subconsciously held his breath and carefully browsed the letter from beginning to place.
The content on the letter is indeed different.
It first mentioned Hekzod, the core of the devil army.
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