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"Ah, yes." Only then did Mal realize that he quickly lowered his head, turned around and walked into the tent beside him, and took out a set of black robes that had been prepared.

"How long did it take me to be promoted this time?"

After taking the clothes from Mal, Adier asked.

"One month plus three days." Mal said so.

"It's not bad." Adier nodded: "Although it didn't finish within a month, the time is about the same."

"Okay, let's go."

"Yes." Mal nodded, then walked forward, obediently walking to Adier's side.

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In the deep palace room, a faint twilight is constantly lighting up around.

Sitting quietly in his room, Gruul was holding a thick book in his hand, flipping through it quietly, looking like he was reading a book quietly.

But while reading, his legs were trembling slightly, and at the same time, his face looked extraordinarily pale, and there was a little sweat on his forehead. He didn't seem to have any leisurely reading, but rather nervous.

bump bump....

At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Come in." Hearing the knock on the door, Gruel said without looking back.

As the voice fell, the door of the room was instantly opened, and then a person walked in.

It was a very tall figure, with a strong figure and a resolute face. It looked like a heroic knight, and one could not help but trust him.

Turning slightly, seeing the person in front of him, Gruel couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then said, "It's Zamuel..."

"What's the matter?" He put down the scroll in his hand, looked at the other party, and asked calmly.

"Your Highness, those surveillance things have left."

Standing in front of Gruer, looking at Gruer's appearance, Zamuel sighed deeply, and then spoke.

"call....."

Immediately, Gruer took a deep breath, and then his face changed suddenly. The original calm completely disappeared, and his face was full of anxiety and tension: "How is it, what news came from the father!"

"It's a pity." Zamuer showed a helpless look on his face: "Your Majesty's place is closely monitored, and the maids and guards inside have been dropped without a sound, and the news inside can't be spread at all."

"What about outside?" Hearing what Zamuel said, Gruel didn't seem to be surprised, but asked immediately.

"There is also no news..." The corner of Zamuer's mouth showed bitterness: "The maid we sent out to deliver the letter never came back, and now it is very likely..."

"There is no movement outside now, either the letter has not been delivered to Baron Yasuo at all, or Baron Yasuo has not understood your Highness's intention at all."

"Impossible..." Gruul muttered to himself, "That set of secret language was taught to me by his sister herself. As long as Yasuo sees it, he should be able to understand what I mean."

"No matter what happens in the end, at least until now, Baron Yasuo has not been caught. This is the greatest good news."

In front of him, looking at Gruul, Zamuel sighed softly, and then said, "Perhaps, Baron Yasuo is already on his way to the churches for help."

"Yes, it must be so!" Gruul's eyes lit up, and a new hope appeared on his face.

"I'm afraid your hopes will come to nothing..." A voice suddenly sounded outside.

Immediately, the expressions of the two people on the spot changed drastically.

Chapter 644 Turmoil II

"I'm afraid your hopes are about to fail..."

A voice sounded in the room, and the next moment, the faces of Gruul and Zamuer changed drastically.

"Who!!"

The two of Gruul suddenly turned around and looked in the direction from which the figure came.

I saw there, a person standing there quietly.

It was a tall and straight young man with a handsome appearance and dazzling blond hair. He was standing quietly in front of the door at this moment, looking at Gruel and the two of them with a smile.

"It's you!!"

Seeing the man in front of him, Gruul's face turned livid: "Angola, what do you want to do!!"

"What do I want to do?" Hearing Gruer's words, Angola had a surprised expression on his face, as if he didn't expect Gruer to ask this question: "Isn't the answer obvious? Just like what I just said."

Walking slowly from the outside, he closed the door of the room smoothly, then looked at the two people in front of him and said, "Brother, thanks to your letter, the knight you relied on has disappeared for two months now. , I don’t know where I went.”

"You actually knew?" Hearing Angola's words, Gruer's heart suddenly tightened before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Of course I know." Angola shrugged, "Not only do I know that you delivered the letter, but I even know the contents of that letter."

"Even, I personally sent that letter for you."

"What do you want to do?" Hearing this, Gruul was a little puzzled. The experience honed in the long-term noble struggle made him instinctively feel that something was wrong: "Which side are you on?"

"Which side is it?" Angola glanced at Gruer, then shook his head: "Who knows? Anyway, it's not on your side."

"Get ready. In a few days, your time will be up. If you have any last words, please leave them as soon as possible."

"After all, it may be too late in a while."

He said with a smile, and then the figure walked out slowly.

In the hazy darkness, Gruul seemed to see a unique imprint flashing across his Angora. ,

The imprint was complex, carrying a strong and profound force, and within it, the aura that belonged exclusively to the Church of the Night Watch flashed, making Gruul stunned.

"The knight named Yasuo did not appear in the end."

Walking out of the room, looking at Gruer and the two standing in the room behind him, Angola said lightly, "Are you sure, this is the person we are looking for?"

"The church has made a clear investigation before. The altar outside Tam City was destroyed by this knight alone."

From the shadows, a deep black figure emerged, looked at Angola and said, "According to the traces left at that time, this Yasuo knight's current strength is at least the first level of the Golden Knight."

"In this period, at this age, you can have such strength, do you know what it means?"

"This means that this is probably also a descendant of God? Like Hilna from the Dark Church?" Angola said indifferently.

"Yes." In the darkness, the figure said, "This is a rare opportunity!"