Endless Debt.

Chapter 827 Liaison Officer

The blood of the Ye Clan is not only the carrier of inheriting the power of immortality, but also an extremely precious alchemy material, but other than that, what few people know is that within the Ye Clan, in the strict class built by blood, Blood also has many magical functions, and it is the actual embodiment of power.

With his fingertips, Selei lightly stained some blood. While staring, Selei felt that his blood was slowly heating and boiling, and the beast hidden in his heart seemed to be about to get out of trouble, ready to move.

"Where did the blood come from?"

Threi suddenly asked, and the voice echoed in the silent Undead Club. A few seconds later, the darkness began to squirm, and a black cat that almost merged with the shadow came out.

"Bologo," Val began, "Burogo just brought someone back, and here's blood dripping from him."

"Did you see what he looks like?" Serai asked.

Wei Er said, "No, he was wrapped in a black cloth, it seems that he is afraid of being exposed to the scorching sun."

Threi's eyes became heavy, as if hesitating about something, but Wei Er persuaded at this time, "Don't do this, Threi, you have nothing to do with all this."

"Never mind... Humans are bound to have a lot of bad curiosities."

Threi laughed helplessly. After thinking about it again and again, he no longer resisted his own nature. A strong thirst for blood was aroused from the bottom of his heart. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and lightly licked the blood on his fingertips .

Bits of blood entered Throy's throat, and while being digested by Thurley, as the son of the Night King, Thresher's absolute power of pure blood completely conquered this nameless blood at this moment, and squeezed out a lot of information from it.

Blood is a gift and a carrier of power.

Closing his eyes, Selei dug out many illusions from the blood in an instant. First, he saw the appearance of the owner of the blood. It was a priest with a slightly vicissitudes of life, with a kind smile on his face. Selei could vaguely One can clearly feel his character, pious and sincere, but under this beautiful character, he is full of extremes.

"and then?"

Thurley whispered softly, as if giving orders to Blood, and then Blood obeyed Thurley's order.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and in the darkness with his eyes closed, Serei saw a faint light of thunder, and then he smelled damp water vapor, and soon after, the sound of pattering rain filled his ears.

"What have you been through?" Threi continued to ask.

As a pure-blooded Night Clan, Threi has absolute dominance over his lower-ranking Night Clansmen. He can distinguish the image, character, and even memory of the other party just by blood.

So in that scarlet memory, Threi saw York's fuzzy memory across time and space, and as the torrential rain gradually became more violent, Threi saw those scarlet pupils in York's memory.

"You may call me...the Regent."

Threi opened his eyes suddenly, and a chilling aura was released from his body. In an instant, he was no longer the drunk man, but a monster about to rush out of the cage.

The terrifying breath was fleeting, and Threi stabilized his emotions, stood up slowly, wiped the blood on the ground with the sole of his shoe, and wiped it dry.

"What did you see, Thurley?"

Wei'er has long heard about the unique ability of the pure-blooded night clan.

"It's nothing."

Threi shook his head, with a look of indifference, "Anyway, no matter what happens, there will be an Order Bureau to solve it."

He said with a smile on his face, using Weier's words before, "This has nothing to do with us."

"Is it really irrelevant?"

An unfamiliar voice sounded, mocking.

Threi turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, the smile on his face froze, and he saw a blurry figure standing in the darkness behind Wei Er, those scarlet eyes were like what Threi saw from his blood memory like that.

"Really?" the figure asked again.

"Regent……"

Se Lei's expression turned cold, and the violent desire to kill emerged again, but the other party was not frightened by Se Lei at all, but let out a burst of loud laughter, which dissipated into nothingness in the darkness.

"who are you talking to?"

Weier asked suspiciously, it looked behind Thresher's line of sight, but there was nothing there except shadows.

Threi blinked, and the figure of the regent disappeared, as if what he saw and heard just now was just his own hallucination.

That's not an illusion.

Blood is the carrier of power, and it is also an inseparable link between the Night Clan.

When Thurley spied on the Regent King from his blood memory, the Regent King also sensed Thurley's existence, and used this to cross the limit, and had a connection with Thurley. , and where did he get the blood.

"Are you all right, Thurley."

Wei'er looked at Seri with some concern. Since the rise of the Night Clan, everyone has seen Seri's mental state.

Se Lei didn't say a word, just went back to the bar, and drank himself a few bottles of wine, trying to let the alcohol save everything...but he couldn't get drunk at all.

Threi murmured, "It's really painful to be awake..."

……

The regent opened his eyes, with a meaningful smile on his face. He had thought about making contact with Cerrey, but he didn't expect to be in this way. He stood up and stretched his body briefly. The regent looked into the room the other two.

"What do you think of my proposal?"

After a moment of silence, a skeptical voice sounded, "You mean, you can help us liberate the beast of the pack, and the price is... we must succeed?"

The eyes of Hammer and Idel were full of doubts, and they were surprised by the promise of the regent.

"Yes, I need to keep the Bureau of Order exhausted, as long as it can consume their strength, this little help is not worth mentioning to me." The regent said.

"Then what are you going to do?" Idel didn't understand, "Just for... for the person you are looking for?"

"It's almost the same, but the situation may be more complicated," said the regent. "Now she doesn't know that I have come to the city of oath, Opals, and thinks that she is out of my control... My actions must be fast, it is best Once it succeeds, once it arouses her vigilance, she may hide in a place that I can't reach, then my purpose has failed."

"Hiding in the Bureau of Order?" Hammer asked.

"No, it's a place that's even more troublesome than the Bureau of Order." The regent didn't intend to say it clearly.

"So, do you guys understand my predicament? I only have one chance, and it's stressful to be operating in the enemy's stronghold."

The regent then brought the topic to Hammer and Idel, "As for you, are you engaged in a power struggle within the Scarlet Sect?"

Hammer and Idel looked at each other, but they had no choice but to confess, "The war is coming, and a new round of disputes will sweep across the mainland."

"The Scarlet Rot Sect is gathering strength to make our loose group tight again, so it needs a unified will to get rid of unnecessary impurities."

"You are a negative person. According to my understanding, your position is at most only a bishop, and you cannot touch the higher power," the regent guessed. "So you are about to be removed?"

Hammer fell silent, and the regent knew that he had guessed right, "You have only a little power left, and it will be taken away by others, so you and him, the servant of disaster, made such a panic. This kind of foolishness, want to release the beast of the crowd, and regain the attention of that lady?"

Seeing that the two were silent, the regent continued, "It should be more than that."

Hammer suppressed his emotions and said with hatred, "Zongge Orchestra and Bureau of Order, they ruined everything about me."

"What happened?" the regent asked curiously.

"About a year ago, we carried out a mission to conduct a transaction with the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce under the order of that lady," Idel said slowly, "That transaction is very important, but when we got that After the trade, we were attacked by the Bureau of Order, and the trade was snatched away, we were going to pursue it, but the Zongge Orchestra suddenly stabbed in and took it away."

Idel glanced at Hammer, "Hammer and I were in charge of that operation. This big failure made the lady very angry. In the days that followed, our status was in jeopardy and power was constantly divided."

Speaking of this, Idel smiled wryly, "In the end, those of us in high positions became like this."

Had Burrog been here, hearing this conversation, he would have lamented the coincidence of fate.

The item that Hammer and Idel traded was the original item that Bologo was chasing so hard during his trip to the Paradise. After changing hands several times, it is now locked in the core of the sublimation furnace.

"Then here comes the question," Hammer asked calmly, not being dazzled by the regent's promise, "what are you going to do?"

The regent smiled and took out a bottle from his arms. Inside the transparent glass, bright red blood rolled.

"Few people can refuse the temptation of immortality."

……

"About this part, I have already reported it to the decision-making room, and you can rest."

In the office, Lebius organized the documents, as always, with a thorough eye.

"Where's York?" asked Burrog.

"He is being interrogated by the Crow's Nest," Lebius replied, "Don't worry, few people can hide anything from the Crow's Nest."

"No, I don't care about these. To be honest, I don't think he knows much about the details of the incident," Burlogo explained. "I care more about him."

"Oh? Why, is he very interesting?" It can attract the attention of Bologo, and now even Lebius can't help being curious about it.

"It's interesting, I was thinking, if possible, maybe we can absorb him into the special operations team," Burlogo looked at the empty office, "don't you think there are too few people in the special operations team?"

Lebius sighed, "He is almost 50 years old."

"But he is already undead, and since he received the blood of the night clan, age can't restrain him," Bologo continued, "What I care more about is his flaw of immortality, unable to act during the day , this is too terrible."

Burlogo later joked, "So he's a good fit for the night shift."

Levius smiled stiffly, "Don't think about these things for now, wait until the interrogation by Crow's Nest is over, and then think about these things."

Now York is still in the state of a suspect. Burlogo is very familiar with this process. It can be said that what York is going through is what Burlogo went through at the beginning.

First a review, then custodial observation, then a long trust training, an internship, and then work.

Fortunately, with Bologo this time, he can use his authority to speed up all this. As usual, Bologo would not be so concerned, but now the entire Order Bureau is in a situation of urgent manpower shortage. Even The Special Operations Team, and even Burlogo, were deeply exhausted at times.

This huge violent institution needs more new blood.

"Don't talk about work... why didn't I see Palmer, is he not on duty?"

Burlogo hadn't seen Palmer since returning to the Bureau of Order.

As a staunch salary thief, Palmer will never work more if he can work less, and never work full time if he can ask for leave.

When Burlog was still a member of the team, he would more or less agree with Palmer's laziness, but now that Burlog is the team leader, in some more professional terms, he and Palmer are no longer in the same class.

As the team leader, Bologo can't see his team members skipping work, not to mention the shortage of people now.

"He's on leave to deal with some trouble," Lebius said.

"What's the trouble? Night clan invasion?" Burrog joked.

"For him, it should be more troublesome than the night clan invasion." Lebius sighed.

Hearing this, Burlogo's expression couldn't help becoming serious. After all, Palmer was still his partner, and Burlogo still valued his friends very much.

"what happened?"

"Shortly after you set off on patrol, his fiancée arrived, bringing along a letter of recommendation from Vaughan."

Lebius coughed twice and cleared his throat, "Woxilin came to the Bureau of Order to apply for a job."

"what?"

Burrog's expression became awkward. Before he set off, he had discussed the matter with Palmer, but Palmer's face was cloudy. He didn't expect the incident to progress so quickly, and he didn't respond to Palmer at all. time.

"Her job application . . . passed?" Burrog asked cautiously.

"Not yet, it's in the interview stage."

Bologo breathed a sigh of relief, but what Lebius said next made Burlogo worry about Palmer's fate again.

Lebius said, "It's an interview, but it's just a process. With Vonn's recommendation letter and her identity, her position has been confirmed."

"What is her job?"

Burlogo suspected that his special operations team was about to have an extra member, and he didn't know what the chemistry would be.

"Liaison officer."

Lebius named a position beyond Burlogo's expectations.

"Liaison officer? With whom?" Burrog asked.

(End of this chapter)