Endless Debt

"So this is the end of our trip to Freeport?"

Palmer looked out the car window at the port city. After several days of emergency repairs, people had gradually healed the trauma of the storm on the city, and this busy city was running again as if it had never stopped.

"if not?"

Burlogo sat across from Palmer, holding a newspaper filled with information related to the Elysium incident.

After order was reestablished, conspiracies related to the Paradise sprang up like mushrooms after a spring rain. It was thought that the Logistics Department was required to conduct information control. At this time, as the master of the Freeport, the United Company showed their power.

Instead of blocking everyone's mouths, the United Company flooded people's minds with a large amount of fake news, and all kinds of outrageous remarks were passed among the crowd. Only a few days later, this horrific incident... It has become somewhat entertainment-oriented. It is said that some people are going to write a book about it, and some investors are talking about turning it into a movie, but the prerequisite is that they need to communicate with the United Company...

Throwing the newspaper aside, Bologo understood that they had just left the Freeport, and this incident was far from over.

Nolen was injured, and the local forces were severely damaged by the Zongsong Band. At this time, the Furious Tide Guards responsible for hunting Hult filled the gap in strength. The Terror was docked offshore of the Freeport, deterring all those who did not People with good intentions.

The line of sight extended along the aisle. At the end of the carriage, the figure of Lebius appeared in Boluogo's eyes. He still remembered the conversation between Lebius and Nolen on the train platform before departure.

"After all, I was dragged into the water by you, Lebius."

Nolen's tone was emotionless, like a cold machine, and the same was true of his eyes, indifference mixed with complex and twisted emotions.

Hert was killed by Lebius himself...

Nolen was ready to lose Hert. For so many years, guilt had been torturing everyone, but when the facts were really before his eyes, the strong mental impact still made Nolen exhausted.

Nolen knew that Lebius just made the right choice. He also understood that an invisible gap had appeared between him and Lebius, and he didn't know if there was still a chance to fill it.

"No one is immune, and that's been the case from the beginning."

Lebius does not have so many complicated ideas, he is as rational as a sage.

"What are you going to do next? Resign as navigator, then replace another puppet and continue to maintain neutrality?"

Facing Lebius's question, Nolen didn't know how to answer for a while. He never thought about what happened next.

"I'll give you a suggestion, from the perspective of a friend," Lebius approached Nolen and whispered in his ear, "This world has been peaceful for too long, Nolen, didn't you, who was born in the sea, hear the approaching storm? Does it ring?"

Nolen stared directly at Lebius. He knew that Lebius would not joke about this kind of thing, and there were phantom pains in the broken wrist.

Nolen asked, "What do you know?"

"This is not really a secret," Lebius estimated. "With the efficiency of your Xitao people's intelligence network, you will probably know it in a few days."

Lebius didn't want to explain too much to Nolen. A rare smile appeared on his rigid and indifferent face, "Then let's go first."

Jeffrey followed Lebius, and he did not forget to wave to Nolen, "Don't worry, the logistics department is on the way, just give them the bill."

Boluogo watched all this, and Lebius did not go behind his back when reminding Nolen, as if he let himself hear it on purpose.

Boluogo did not ask what happened to Lebius. In some ways, Boluogo was also a stupid person. Once he identified with someone, he would maintain absolute trust in him instead of endlessly. No more suspicion.

Lebius is a trustworthy team leader. When he needs to know this part of the information, he will naturally tell him personally.

Looking away from Lebius, the spacious armed carriage became extremely crowded. There were more than just members of the special operations group in the armed carriage.

Canary sat on the other side of the aisle. She had been staring out the window since she got in the car, playing with the wrapped human head from time to time, playing with the white gull like a rubber ball.

Regarding the information about the canary, Lebius did not explain much to the team members. The others, like Boluogo, believed in Lebius's decision.

Boluogo knows the inside story. Canary has a special status. She can be regarded as a member of the Order Bureau, but this staff member directly belongs to Belpheinger.

Judging from the subsequent exchanges, she wanted to bring the white gull to Belphegor. Since the Fang of Death restricted the alchemy matrix of the two of them, Canary simply treated the special operations team as bodyguards and walked together.

Sitting on the seats at the other end of Boluogo were Irwin and Cinderella. The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit depressing, and everyone was silent. Even though Irwin was wearing a bandage and using a cane, he still remained calm. Sitting upright, Cinderella looked around curiously. She had never seen such a luxurious carriage before.

Burlogo whispered to Palmer, "How did you do that?"

"What?"

Palmer stopped being dazed and focused his eyes on Boluogo's face again.

"They," Bologg's eyes moved to Irwin and Cinderella, "it stands to reason that they should be detained by the people of Xitao, and their memories should be erased before being released. But now they are actually riding the same train with us. This is reasonable. ?"

Palmer smiled, "Just some small tricks."

Bologg looked at Palmer curiously, unable to imagine what Palmer had done to make the always rigorous Lebius agree with his idea.

"Have you read the regulations carefully? Clearing memories does not apply to all situations," Palmer explained to Bologo. "The essence of Sublime Ones is human beings. We always have to deal with ordinary people, so in Among ordinary people, we have a white list."

"You seem to be a really big fan of his. You must have put in a lot of effort."

Bologor paid more attention to Irwin. He also read the book written by Irwin. Bologor thought it was pretty good. If I had to say it, he could be considered a fan of Irwin...probably.

Palmer's eyes sparkled, "But it was worth it."

"oh?"

Bologg became curious. What made Palmer, a lazy dog, spend all his efforts and efforts to fight for it. Bologg felt that it was more than just a fan relationship.

There must be some kind of secret deal between Palmer and Irvine.

Just when Burlogo wanted to question Palmer further, the train staggered to a stop. Looking out the window, Freeport was clearly visible. They didn't get far before they stopped again.

Before setting off, Lebius had informed the others. Boluogo glanced at the platform and then set his eyes on the newspaper again, while Palmer looked expectantly at the rear of the carriage.

"Did something happen?"

Irwin moved his position, leaned out, and asked Palmer.

Among these mysterious condensers, the only one Irwin is familiar with is Palmer, and the others don't seem to be easy to deal with.

Now that the train has stopped before leaving the free port, it inevitably makes Irvin feel nervous. Usually the most dangerous thing Irvin encounters is fighting demons with swords and guns. Since he met these Sublime People... no , ever since he met Cinderella, the intensity of the events he encountered had risen by several levels.

Palmer said, "Don't be nervous, it's just catching up with friends."

The train track changed, and the two trains passed each other. At the end of the other train, an armed carriage separated, and then connected to the end of the armed carriage where Irwin was.

In order to avoid accidents, this train was a special train and there were no passengers on board except them.

The two armed carriages were connected together, and the train started to move slowly again. At the same time, someone walked out of the newly added armed carriage.

"Good morning, everyone."

Yas opened the car door. There were some holes in his uniform, and there were blood stains that had not been completely washed away. Before that, the sixth group could bear a lot of pressure for the special operations group.

Irwin looked at these new arrivals warily, and Yas also noticed the strangers in the carriage, but he didn't pay much attention to them. Lebius stood up and led Yas to see Gauld. This is what matters most.

After Yas left, another guy walked in. He was a little too tall, and his head was directly on the roof of the car, so he could only bend his waist hard.

Irwin noticed that the proportions of the visitor seemed a bit weird. Then a pair of big hands lifted up and he pulled off the helmet with great effort. The fluffy hair exploded in an instant, revealing the terrifying beast's appearance.

"Yo! Hart!"

Palmer waved excitedly to his friend, and Hart also hunched over and sat down next to Palmer, almost squeezing him out of sight. The space seemed more crowded to Bologna.

Irwin's face turned a little pale, and he rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

"By the way, Hart, let me introduce you."

Palmer struggled to expose his head and arms, pointed at Irvin, and said in a voice that was trying to contain his excitement, "He is the blue jay!"

Hart turned his head suddenly and his eyes fell on Irwin. For a moment, Irwin felt as if he was being soaked in ice water, and then the ice water started to boil. Hart looked at him feverishly.

Irwin tried hard to accept the reality, "Hello...hello."

"Blue Jay!"

Hart reached out and hugged Irvin. Irwin felt like he was being killed by a beast. He could vaguely hear what Hart was saying about fans. In the past few days, Irvin had heard similar words countless times.