"The king may not be peaceful recently."

In the tavern on Oak Avenue, the middle-aged man behind the dim bar said as usual, wiping the silver wine bottle in his hand.

The tavern is a little deserted and there are not many guests.

Some people come to the tavern for the sake of drinking simply, and everyone's purpose is different, just like one or two drinkers in the corner of this tavern.

Their wine is slow and the alcohol level is not high because they don't want to get drunk.

They were all alone, lonely and remote. But their eyes occasionally glanced at a woman at the bar.

They know who she is, and that doesn't prevent them from peeping.

They all love this woman, but they never dare to come forward to talk to each other, so they could only silently watch the purple figure's every move in the corner.

"When will the royal capital be peaceful?"

Niniluo shook her body gently, put her slender hands on her lips and smiled.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "You know that's not what I mean."

"Haha--" Niniluo chuckled and said, "Then what do you mean."

"Is it normal to have abnormal mobilization between the Silver Wing Legion stationed in the royal capital and the Feiyu Legion?" the middle-aged man said calmly.

Niniluo opened her charming eyes wide, as if surprised, and said, "It seems that your brother has brought you some good news."

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "The officers seemed to have received some news, and the two armies became ready to move."

"The two lions in the capital are finally about to pinch them?" Niniluo asked softly with her head turned around.

"It's possible, but not necessarily." said the middle-aged man.

"It seems that something happened that we don't know."

With her slender fingers moving back and forth on the tip of her small nose, Niniluo narrowed her eyes slightly, and for a while, she said, "But don't forget that the old lion above is still alive at this time."

"Old lion?" the middle-aged man sneered: "I think that's just an old sick dog."

Niniluo smiled and looked at the middle-aged man, shook her head and mocked her: "At least that is the most capable old dog I have ever seen."

After a while of silence, the middle-aged man said, "I just don't know if he can tie those two lions this time."

"You don't have to worry about this. He has been tied up for more than ten years, and I'm afraid he has more experience than anyone else." Niniluo smiled. "But I don't understand who the old dog will choose in the end."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man sneered: "He will not choose anyone, he only believes in himself."

"You know a lot about this," Niniluo said, patting her palm.

"Not much, no more." The middle-aged man said calmly. "He takes the desire for power more seriously than anyone else. Even if he dies today, he will die in that seat."

"This is just a different belief that everyone pursues in their hearts." Niniluo suddenly sighed. "We are actually no different from him."

The middle-aged man did not deny it or admit it.

"Is this helpful to you?" Niniluo raised the wine from the bar and said casually.

"I don't know." The middle-aged man simply said: "But everything should be done, and everything depends on the quality of the final result."

"It seems that you have never let go of every opportunity." Nini said.

"Because I'm afraid of missing out." The middle-aged man stopped the bottle of wine in his hand and said, "So I'll seize every opportunity."

"I hope this is the last time." Niniluo looked up and drank the wine in the glass, her eyes seemed a little confused: "I just don't know if I can see it before leaving."

"Everything can happen in the future." The middle-aged man shook his head and seemed to answer the question.

"I hope it won't affect my affairs." Niniluo chuckled.

"It depends on your luck."

“My luck has never been bad.”

Niniluo shook her body and made a smug laugh, attracting attention.

"You have to be careful of one person lately, no, more accurately, two people." The middle-aged man suddenly said seriously.

"Is something happened?" Nini frowned slightly in her eyebrows, and looked at the middle-aged man with confusion.

"It seems that alcohol has made your vigilance decrease recently." The middle-aged man shook his head.

After hearing this, Niniluo's expression became cold, as if she was thinking seriously. After a moment, she said, "It seems that nothing is wrong."

"Do you know Qiao Ya?" sighed.

"You want to say there is something wrong with Livi?" Niniluo suddenly woke up.

"It seems that your reaction is not slow yet." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "But seriously, the problem is with Qiao Ya."

"I guess you have obtained information that I don't know." Nini said.

"After all, there is a relationship of interest between us." The middle-aged man said: "And my information was a bit surprised. I thought you knew it, but you didn't know it."

"What's going on?" Niniluo asked in circles without time.

"Qiao Ya has not actually left the capital these days. He went to meet someone." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Who is it?"

“Alec.”

The information was unexpected, and Niniluo responded and reached out to touch the sharp hand on her thigh.

"Don't be nervous." Seeing Niniluo's appearance, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I think your plan has not been discovered yet, but your helper may have leaked it."

Things are not yet dangerous.

Niniluo breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Please tell me in detail about the ins and outs of everything."

"I won't mention the source of the information, and what I know now is that Qiao Ya and Alec have a very unusual relationship. Maybe they are worried that his identity will be discovered directly, so it seems that he has been arranged to observe you indirectly." The middle-aged man said slowly.

"Through Livi?" Niniluo responded quickly.

The middle-aged man nodded and continued, "I think you know that Livi can't hide the secret problem. A simple little girl like her can easily be unable to extricate herself once she falls into the vortex of love. She will reveal a lot of what he wants to her lover."

"But--" Niniluo seemed to notice something.

"You are thinking that since she is a person who cannot hide secrets, she may reveal more or less problems, right?" the middle-aged man interrupted: "But you have to be clear that the feelings of young people are unimaginable. It is very likely that she has worked hard to correct the problem of telling secrets between you as Qiao Ya told me."

Niniluo looked solemn and her mind was constantly changing. Such things happened inexplicably and were hard to guard against.

He is really a cunning and cautious person.

Niniluo sneered, as if she had made some decisions.

"I think I need to verify it." Niniluo said calmly.

"Don't be too impulsive." The middle-aged man reminded.

"I'm that kind of person?" Niniluo curled her lips and said, "I will only let the self-righteous prey relax and dry his blood bit by bit!"

"I think you already have a solution." said the middle-aged man.

"Of course." Niniluo said with a charming face: "I don't mind such an interesting and unexpected seasoning for my life."

"But, thank you this time."

"If you don't talk about thanking me early, you will also have times to repay me." said the middle-aged man.

"Haha--" Niniluo stood up and said, "I should leave."

"The two people in the corner have been observing you for a long time." The middle-aged man said inconspicuously.

"them?"

Niniluo glanced at the corner of the tavern and often peeked at the two blurred figures, and chuckled: "Sretel, this world is never short of cowardly and pitiful people. They only silently outline their own beauty in their hearts, but in fact they are always indifferent. What do you think are the qualifications of people who have lost even the courage to take a look at me?"

"You hurt two poor people." The middle-aged man said meaninglessly.

"I'm just talking about a reality." Niniluo said with a smile.

When Niniluo left the tavern gate, the two figures in the corner stood up and prepared to leave.

The beauty has gone, why stay forever?

Every year as spring and summer communication approaches, Wangli Central College holds a grand anniversary celebration. Hundreds of years of tradition have made people in the college forget the original purpose of the festival.

It seems that this has become a rare joyful indulgence for college students.

In a remote and secret house in the academy, there was a group of people forming a circle.

Some people are alert outside, some are silent, and some are whispering.

"I have received news that most important ministers of the Kingdom would attend the opening ceremony of the anniversary festival that day." Someone said.

"So will the king come?" someone asked.

"I don't know, I heard from my father that the king fell ill again and may not attend this festival." Someone replied.

"If the king is not present, then our purpose of action will likely be greatly reduced." Someone said dissatisfied.

"I don't think so. There can be no king in the kingdom, but there cannot be no ministers who handle the administration, let alone so many important ministers." Someone calmly analyzed.

"How was the arrangements for that day?" someone asked.

"No problem, everyone has made up their minds and everything they should do has been completed. I will just wait for that day to come." Someone said excitedly.

"What if it fails?" someone suddenly said worriedly.

"Don't say these things that affect morale! We will definitely succeed, so what if we fail? What can they do to us?" someone said fanatically.

"That's right! They definitely don't have that courage, even the king doesn't!" someone echoed.

"This country is sick, and we are the only hope to treat this country. In this action, no matter success or failure, we will declare a common voice and awaken every person who is immersed in comfort. If they do not wake up, we will use the sharp blade of blood to slash the glorious road ahead!"

Suddenly, an incitement emerged to infect the people around them, and they roared in unison, making a frenzy and hustle and bustle.

They seemed to have lost their minds, and their twisted faces were terrifying.

Yaves' cheeks flushed due to excitement and his fists were clenched and raised. At this moment, he forgot many people and many things, and only the belief in the fanatical pursuit was in his heart.

He did not think about the consequences. In his heart, he thought that men should be like this, and that they could only be worthy of themselves after walking wildly in the world.
Chapter completed!