Quadruple split

"what did you say?"

Archduke Fusay, who was supposed to be the leader of the Chauvin Empire delegation, was stunned for a moment. Apparently, he did not hear Gawen's murmur just now and seemed a little confused.

"Something you don't need to know just yet."

Gawen waved his hand and did not explain to Fusedo. He just retracted his gaze towards the shuttle airship in the sky, opened the message bar, and re-read the message his boss sent to him about an hour ago. News of the news, the dark eyes that were simulated by Qian Mian to be 99% similar to the Sin Lord were filled with excitement, and even unintentionally flashed a touch of amorous feelings that most men could not possess.

Of course, this scorching light only passed away in a flash. It only took less than half a second for Gawen to calm down her slightly upset mood. She once again focused her thoughts on the message sent by her boss before, and fell into it. Think deeply.

Although there was very little information, she still smelled a strong and familiar sense of violation...

[All in all, this business trip seems to be much more interesting than expected. 】

Gawen finally turned around and glanced at the United Holy Church airship that was slowly driving into the empty alley, and then boarded Fusai's dragon carriage. She closed her eyes and began to search and organize all kinds of information, which occupied the largest area. The ratio is an analysis of the Dreamland Theocracy and the Griffin Dynasty, but in fact it is an investigation of the comprehensive situation in the Southwest Continent. Although these things were compiled by Gawen herself, she still tirelessly continued to combine and splice these things that she had already memorized by heart. stuff, just to build a shortcut with the highest success rate.

In reality, Bai Fujin can single-handedly manipulate countless old foxes in the shopping mall. After making up his mind, he can easily send his brother who has crossed the river and demolished the bridge and whose initial resources are at least ten times his own to prison. It's not just her amazing talent and wealth, but more importantly, this woman never allows herself to make any avoidable mistakes.

Gawen allows herself to fail and make mistakes, because she knows very well that there will always be only one secret in this world, and there will never be anything foolproof. But on the other hand, she is neither sick nor extreme, but she cannot tolerate herself. Make mistakes on any issue that you can avoid if you think carefully and carefully enough.

This is not contradictory. To give a simple example, Gawen can allow mistakes and problems caused by her inability to calculate, such as being hit by a meteorite while driving to deliver tofu, causing all the tofu to be destroyed; but she Don't allow yourself to cause half of the tofu to fall off due to violent bumps because the drift you could have made is not in place.

Because of this, she rarely loses.

Even the previous failure in the Violet Empire was definitely not her fault, Gawen. As long as Motan, Futaba, and Xiu lost one of them, she was confident of keeping the Marshall family. It was a pity that a series of accidents eventually destroyed them. Her plan made Gawen desperately try to save her but ultimately failed to complete the task.

In that matter, Mo, who was the boss, did not blame her, and Jiawen did not blame herself at all. After all, she had done the best she could. It can only be said that 'our army was defeated, and it was not a crime of war.' .

But this time it's different...

Not only did the preparation time for this plan last long enough for Gawen to slowly read any report she was interested in, but it also received a large amount of resources long ago, and even some of the more outrageous conditions during the preparation process were All have been satisfied, and no matter from which perspective, the possibility of accidents has been minimized.

"The only place where accidents are possible..."

Gawen raised her right hand wearing a snow-white glove, and slowly traced her slender index finger along the outer edge of the mask. A smile flashed in her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice: "Probably the only ones who hold the same idea as me are It’s her.”

She turned her head and looked out the window, her eyes full of joy and expectation.

…

at the same time

Academy City outer ring area, empty alley

"Are you feeling a little better?"

On the bench in the empty alley hall, Mo Tan patted Blake on the shoulder and asked the boy, who still had a look on his face: "Can you walk normally?"

Holy Son Shota nodded with difficulty, gave a smile that was as forced as possible, and stood up with his own knees: "No problem, Brother Hei Fan, I'm already very... ugh, a lot. .”

Then he staggered to the side. If Mo Tan hadn't quickly grabbed his arm with quick eyes and quick hands, the child would have been slapped on the ground.

"You're so good, it's quite abstract."

Mo Tan sighed helplessly, then turned to Yu Chen and Feiyali beside him and said, "You go find Master Tom and meet Master Sprada first. Black is definitely not able to attend several seminaries in his current state. After he gets better, I will go directly to his place of residence with him."

Fiyali shrugged and nodded without much hesitation: "Well, okay, let's go there first."

"Ah, wait a minute."

However, Yuchen felt a little worried and grabbed Feiyali, who was walking out, and said in a low voice: "Well, Your Highness Feiyali, please go over first. I'll stay here with the two of them..."

Fiyali frowned: "Ah? Isn't this inappropriate?"

Yuchen immediately shrank his neck and asked timidly: "Isn't it appropriate?"

"Of course it's not appropriate. Don't forget that this welcome party has been postponed for three days. As a result, my dear, after we arrived, three people were absent in one go. Isn't this outrageous?"

Although they have the same seniority, as one of the members who officially participated in the meeting on behalf of the City of Light, Feiyali has a much greater say than the other three present. She crossed her slender waist and spoke seriously. Yuchen said: "Although I don't like those seminaries very much, they still believe in the Nine Gods like us, so I have to give them some face. Little Blake is not feeling well and there is nothing they can do about it. In their eyes, Hafan is It doesn’t matter if you are a nobody, but if you, the Holy Maiden of Dawn, are also absent...it would be really inappropriate.”

"but……"

Yu Chen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but received a 'reassuring' look from Mo Tan. Finally, after hesitating for a long time, he nodded obediently and said: "Well, I understand, then I will leave it to Little Blake." Hei Fan will take care of you."

Mo Tan smiled, nodded and said, "Don't worry."

"It's strange that you can rest assured..."

Yuchen muttered something in a low voice, and then he was pulled by Fiyali out of the empty alley hall, and disappeared into the bustling entrance without looking back three times.

It wasn't until the two of them passed through a lively, bustling long street full of young faces that Feiyali put down the serious expression on her pretty face and squeezed Yuchen's little hand: "Hey, I said Aren't you like that? You can't bear to be separated for a little while? We are saints after all, so we have to be more reserved and reserved."

"It's not what you think!"

Yu Chen shook his head with a blush on his face and said with a wry smile: "This is Mo... er, Hei Fan's first time coming to Academy City, and little Blake's first time coming too."

Fiyali raised her eyebrows: "Then what? So what?"

"You don't know how unreliable Hei Fan's sense of direction is... He will get lost even in places no matter how familiar he is. Little Black should be somewhat stronger, but his physical condition is so bad."

Yuchen looked back in the direction of the empty alley with some confusion, and muttered in confusion: "Can they really reach the place where we want to stay safely?"

…

"Oops!"

Mo Tan slapped his forehead hard, looked around at the extremely unfamiliar environment, and licked the corners of his dry mouth with a pale face: "Where are we going..."

"Academy City Central, No. 11 Milhouse Avenue, the [Favor] Hotel next to Amfilo Theological Seminary."

Blake struggled to report an address that was like a book from heaven in Mo Tan's ears. He straightened his delicate little face, which was several times uglier than Mo Tan, and said dryly: "If I remember correctly, then it should be This is our...oh, our residence for a while in the future, Brother Hei Fan...brother."

Mo Tan twitched the corner of his mouth and was silent for a while before looking down seriously at Blake's little face that was distorted by severe discomfort: "Do you know how to get there?"

The young man shook his head slightly and answered honestly: "I don't know."

Mo Tan's face was ashen: "I don't know either."

"No...it doesn't matter."

While gently rubbing his abdomen, Blake forced a smile and said: "Most of the people here are students and teachers from Academy City. They should all know how to get to Milhouse Avenue in the Central District. We can just ask when the time comes. And I’ve also… uh, I’ve seen the map of Academy City before, so I can probably find the place.”

Mo Tan immediately held up the young boy's tender hands, with tears in his eyes: "Then it all depends on you! Young man!"

"Huh? Ah... ok."

Although he didn't know why the man in front of him was suddenly so excited, Blake nodded reliably and replied in an unclear voice: "Leave it to me, Brother Hei Fan."

…

twenty minutes later

"I'm feeling better, Brother Hei Fan."

Although his face was still a little blue, Blake, who could speak more or less normally, smiled at Mo Tan and stood up unsteadily: "Let's go."

Mo Tan held Blake's shoulder with one hand and immediately felt that the young man in front of him was extremely unstable. He asked suspiciously: "Are you sure you want to leave now? Don't you need to take a rest?"

"If possible, I'd like to find a bed and lie down for a while."

Blake sighed with a bitter look on his face and said firmly: "Let's go."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

Mo Tan didn't insist anymore, stood up and held the boy's arm: "It's all up to you to find the way."

"Well, leave it to me."

Blake, who had probably guessed the reason, nodded, and then slowly walked out of the empty alley hall with Mo Tan's support. He came under the bright sunshine, took a deep breath of the refreshing air, and suddenly felt refreshed: "Wow. Well!"

"Hey, are you sure you're okay? Don't vomit here!"

"No...it's okay, it's just retching. I haven't even drank water since morning, and there's nothing left to vomit."

"Well, thank you for your hard work. As expected, everyone is not good at something..."

"For example, Brother Hei Fan, you have a poor sense of direction?"

"Believe it or not, I'll knock the bile out of you, you brat."

"Haha, just... uh, just kidding."

In this way, the two left the empty alley, and a few minutes later found a beautiful female teacher who looked like a royal sister (Mo Tan: "You owe me a favor, kid."/Blake: "..." ) asked for directions, and Mo Tan didn't let him go until Black repeatedly assured that he had remembered how to leave.

After about twenty minutes, with Black's accurate navigation, the two finally arrived at the Central District of Academy City. Since only the Inner District is a place where one must be invited to the exchange meeting to enter, so before entering We didn't receive any interrogation when we were in the Central District. Of course, it didn't matter even if there was an interrogation. After all, these two people, unlike 'Tan Mo' and others, were all invited.

Then, something very pleasant happened suddenly...

[The Wise Man's Foresight is triggered, and there are still 47 seconds left before being forced to go offline. 】

Just when the two of them had just entered the Central District of Academy City, and Black was still three blocks away from Milhouse Avenue, a system prompt without any warmth suddenly sounded in Mo Tan's ears.

He was stunned at that time...

"Depend on!"

Mo Tan couldn't help but curse.

"Brother Hei Fan?"

Blake, who was stumbling on his feet, turned to look at Mo Tan, who looked ugly, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

[There are still 45 seconds until forced offline. 】

The system beep sounded again.

[Why is it at this time! 】

Mo Tan gritted his teeth and quickly weighed whether he should immediately activate [Wise Man's Foresight] to give himself fifteen minutes, then took a deep breath and said seriously to Blake: "I... seem to have something wrong. "

Blake looked at Mo Tan curiously and hesitated: "Uh, what is it?"

"It's just...it's..."

Mo Tan opened his mouth, then gritted his teeth and said, "My stomach hurts and I want to go to the toilet!"

"ah?"

Blake was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Then let's speed up..."

"No, it's too late, it's coming out."

While Mo Tan was glad that Yuchen was dragged away by Fiyali, he held Blake's shoulders and said solemnly: "I have to find a place nearby to solve the problem quickly. Can you go back by yourself?"

If not, let the wise be foresighted.

Mo Tan nervously listened to the system's urging countdown while looking into Brak's eyes.

"no problem."

The young man nodded with a smile, shifted his focus from Mo Tan's hand supporting him, and said considerately: "Brother Hei Fan, go find the toilet."

"Thanks!"

Mo Tan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he jumped out like an arrow, running wildly and disappearing around the nearest corner.

The Holy Son of the Sun, whose expression was still ugly due to seasickness, slowly raised his little hand and whispered: "Order·Xun——"

The next moment, an invisible wheel of light swept out.

"He has indeed disappeared, Brother Hei Fan..."

Chapter 981: End