The night represents tranquility.

Cologne is quiet at night, but it is abnormally quiet.

The streets are empty, merchants are closed, and houses are sparsely lit. The scene of the past prosperity and bustle is lost. The sudden changes are full of stiffness and weirdness, and the reason is attributed to a rumor among the people.

It is rumored that something big happened to Cologne tonight. If you don’t want to suffer a sudden disaster, you’d better stay at home with peace of mind.

No one knows where the rumors come from, and no one has verified the truth or falsehood of the rumors. People blindly follow. Once a certain trend becomes mainstream, most people will choose to trust and follow, and only a few people who remain rational will think about doubts. Unfortunately, the power of blind obedience is often terrible, and no one cares about the correct explanation of refuting rumors. In the end, they are helplessly covered up in the wave of blind obedience.

And are rumors all rumors?

No.

At least the rumors in Cologne tonight are true.

Because this rumor is intentionally released by the church and the city hall, the purpose is nothing more than to prevent the possibility of riots, and it can also be regarded as a deterrent to refugees. The meaning of the word is that we already know what you want to do, so it is best not to act rashly.

"Will they give up their original plan of action with such an open threat?"

On the iconic clock tower of Lumai District, Xia Lan looked down at the scenery of the entire block from a high place. The rustling autumn wind blew across her clothes, and she couldn't help but feel a hint of chill.

"No." Momer, standing beside him, said calmly with his back: "All conspiracies need to attract attention to conceal their true intentions. For the mastermind behind the scenes, whether it is a refugee riot or a mutiny of officers, it is a means to confuse our audio-visual, especially the other party's unscrupulous behavior in this matter further illustrates this."

What is the real intention of the mastermind behind the scenes? This is the answer that everyone wants to know.

The refugee riot will only affect Cologne's temporary stability. Even if the other party is well-intentioned and can insert his own people into the army, it will not be able to change the result of complete suppression. It is a fantasy to subvert local rule. It is obvious that the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes is not at all. If you think about it, why did the mastermind behind the scenes create a riot? Who is the ultimate winner of the riot?

The answer is nothing more than the hostile people of the Holy Church.

The powerful nobles? Subvert Fangs? The Heather Empire?

The deeper you think about it, the more you will feel the dark side.

"Let's go, they're starting to move."

With the sound of the midnight bell, the dull blocks under his feet began to ignite a little fire, and gradually gathered in an orderly manner into a winding fire dragon. Momer twisted his neck, and the bones made a cracking sound, and a smile appeared on his solemn face. He turned his head and said to Xia Lan, and then walked straight down the bell tower.

Xia Lan followed closely behind, looking at his broad back, not knowing where he was going to take him, and not knowing why he wanted to take him to investigate the mastermind. It was obvious that the person who was most suitable to assist him was the adjutant Casar, but Casar was assigned to the army by him. Don't he disliked his burden?

"Are you curious?"

Walking down the bell tower and quietly walking along the intricate dark alleys, Momer said without looking back on the way.

"What are you curious about?" Xia Lan asked, because he didn't know if the other party was saying what he was thinking.

"I'm curious why I didn't wear Casar but brought you with me." Mommer said.

"I do have questions about this, but I think you have your own considerations, so I just gave up." Xia Lan said. "After all, you are my nominal boss."

"Haha! But I don't think you've ever thought I was a boss, but were in an equal position." Mommer smiled. "But I like your attitude very much."

"Because there is no friend?" Xia Lan said.

"I do have no friends in my life, only relationships between superiors and subordinates." Mommer said sincerely.

"Why?" Xia Lan asked.

"Because I'm ugly!" Momer said mockingly.

“…”

Xia Lan never thought he would answer like this.

"There are many reasons why a person has no friends, and my reason is that it is so simple. Are you surprised?" Momer's tone was plain, and he could not see any fluctuations in his emotions.

"It's a little humorous, a little perfunctory." Xia Lan said.

Mommer shrugged, obviously not taking it to heart and continued to say: "I was ugly when I was a child, so children around me who were the same age were unwilling to play with me, and they even deliberately laughed at you and bullied you. I have cried many times for this, but the more you cry, the happier the people who bully you, so later I stopped crying, but chose to remain silent..."

"What I didn't expect was that silence was in exchange for a more intense bullying. At that time, I didn't understand, either crying or silence, how could they not bully me? Finally, I found an old priest in the church who specialized in guiding believers to solve the problem. He told me that they bullied you because they wanted to get some kind of inner happiness and joy. When you affect their pleasure, they would feel angry, as if their authority was offended... The old priest told me a lot, but in the end I summarized a simple reason. They bullied me because I was ugly."

"Is it funny?" Mommor turned around and smiled at Xia Lan.

“…”

Seeing that Xia Lan did not respond, Momer didn't say anything.

"I was not as strong as I am now, full of strength. On the contrary, I was very timid and timid at that time and never knew how to resist. Do you know what this means? It means that you will always be the object of others venting their anger. What makes me most sad is that my parents never comforted me and helped me. In their cognition, it seems that it is normal to be bullied. I forgot to say that my parents are all untouchables. Do you know what untouchables are? Untouchables have no status and are second only to slaves."

"Maybe it was God's favor. After both my parents died of illness, the old priest who once taught me adopted me, taught me to read, teach me to practice, and be fortunate to participate in the trial and assessment of the Knights of the Holy Tribe..."

"However, I failed the assessment three times, and I even almost committed suicide when I was desperate."

"I was insuffering from the rolling eyes, discrimination, estrangement, and rejection around me... I firmly believed that only by becoming a Knight of the Holy Tribe could change everything, and then, I met Heris."

"In your heart, what kind of person is she?" Xia Lan asked suddenly.

"A kind angel." Momer said solemnly.

"..." Xia Lan was silent for a moment. "That's why you became her person?"

"Because she gave me a second life and at the same time made me understand the meaning of living in this world, aren't two reasons enough?" Mommel said.

"Repay kindness?"

"It could be love, too."

“…”

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...

After leaving the dark alley, there were vague chaotic and noisy screams from afar. The scene of refugees confronting the army with their hideous faces, as if they could vaguely smell the smell of blood and fire, and the prelude of conspiracy slowly opened.

Walking on the unfamiliar streets, discarded garbage and excrement can be seen everywhere on the ground. The surrounding houses are relatively simple, most of them are bungalows with wooden structures. High-rise buildings similar to brick and stone buildings are very rare. The road is quiet and cold, perhaps because the people who are incited to leave nearby.

There are no so-called slums in Cologne, but the quality of life is divided into different regions. Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The townspeople living in the Lumai neighborhood are basically the kind of people who are poor and frustrated. After refugees flocked to Cologne, many refugees without economic foundation could only choose to live in the Lumai neighborhood, and there was inevitably the city hall's intentional guidance. Over time, the Lumai neighborhood became the base camp for refugees.

In front of a dilapidated house, Mommor, the leader, pushed open the half-closed door, and a pungent smell of musty came towards him in an instant. I don’t know how long it took for no one to live in. When I stepped into the room, the roof was full of holes and was so dilapidated that it was really not decent. The moonlight shone cold light through the cracks of the holes and cracks. It was clearly visible in the field of view that the house was covered with spider webs and abandoned furniture.

What did Mommer bring him here?

Xia Lan looked at the other person with a questioning look. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard a subtle sound of footsteps in her ears, and she immediately became alert.

"Sir! You are finally here."

With the light on his back, a blurred figure emerged from a distance. When he got closer and saw his appearance clearly, Xia Lan was shocked.

How could it be him?

He was sure that his eyes were not wrong.

The visitor was Viscount Blaze's personal guard, and Sel, whom he had investigated in depth!

"Thanks a lot."

Mommer nodded, turned sideways and pointed at Xia Lan for a brief introduction.

"He is Green, the newly promoted Knight of the Celestial, a little guy worth training!"

Sel looked at Xia Lan expressionlessly and said, "I have seen you, an inscrutable guy."

Xia Lan didn't say anything because he really didn't expect the other party to be Momoer's person, and he chose the investigation direction to him. The misunderstanding caused by this is inevitably embarrassing.

"Sel is an inside chess piece secretly selected by the Holy Church, and is specifically responsible for monitoring the every move of the local nobles." Mommer said lightly.

"The reason you are already holding the Zhizhu." Xia Lan said softly.

"You are wrong. I only know a little more than you." Mommer shook his head.

Sel quietly watched the conversation between the two, a little strange about the relationship between the two.

"Sel, have you found the clues I want these days?" Mommer returned to the topic.

"I only know one address," Sel said solemnly. "The old fox of Blaze is hiding very deeply. Every time he contacts a mysterious person, I have no way to know it. It seems that he is deliberately guarding against me. In the end, I started from other aspects and got a little clue."

"What address?" Mommel said directly.

"No. 59 Blue Road Street." Seldor.

This...isn't the address of the Lumai District Security Office?

Momer's expression instantly condensed.

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Chapter completed!