Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections

In the early hours of the morning, there were few pedestrians on the streets of the Holy City, with only a few lights flickering in the night.

Although the Holy City was more prosperous than the local cities of the Holy Dragon Kingdom, most of the shops on the streets were closed at this time, and most of the residents were immersed in sweet dreams.

In this quiet night, a huge change was quietly brewing.

In the night, hundreds of royal spies quietly set out from the palace, holding the hand order issued by the emperor himself, and went to the four gates of the Holy City in an orderly manner.

"In accordance with the order of His Majesty the Emperor, the city gates will be closed immediately, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!" The spies showed the emperor's hand order to the soldiers guarding the city.

When the soldiers saw the hand order, they immediately realized the seriousness of the situation, and they acted quickly to execute the order.

With a rumbling sound, the four city gates slowly closed, and the heavy sound echoed in the night sky, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

The residents in the city were still immersed in their dreams, unaware of the coming great changes.

The gatekeepers at the city gates swore to strictly guard the gates, and not a fly could fly under their noses.

But after swearing, the gatekeeper at the west gate secretly threw a note out of the window. Because the lights were dim in the early morning, the spies did not notice his secret action.

And near the wall of the west gate, a drunk was wandering here.

Just as the drunk was about to leave, he found the note thrown out of the window by the gatekeeper at the west gate, staggered and picked it up and put it in his pocket.

"Who is it? This is a military camp, ordinary people are not allowed to enter!" The city guards patrolling at the gate found the drunk, and several people quickly rushed up to surround him.

The questioning voice of the city guards echoed in the night sky, but Hei Sang seemed not to hear it, just laughing and mumbling words that no one could understand.

His voice was vague, like smoke blown away by the wind, elusive.

The soldiers surrounded him vigilantly, with their spears flashing coldly, as if warning Heisang not to act rashly.

However, the drunk seemed to be unaware of this. There was no fear on his face, but he looked like he was enjoying it.

He smiled and raised the half-empty bottle in his hand to show it to the soldiers, as if inviting them to share this sweet wine.

His eyes were full of enthusiasm and expectation, as if waiting for a simple "yes" or "no" answer.

However, the soldiers just looked at him coldly, and no one paid attention to his invitation.

In this awkward and long silence, Hei Sang did not feel any discomfort. He took a sip of wine.

At this time, a soldier came up to the captain and whispered, "Boss, I know this man. He seems to be a retainer of the Cole family. His nickname is Hei Sang. He has been drunk more than once or twice. He runs here when he is drunk."

After hearing that this drunkard was from the Cole family, the captain's face suddenly became solemn, and his previous majesty disappeared.

He was very clear about the deep background and influence of the Cole family in the Holy City. Moreover, it was a politically sensitive period, and any disturbance could lead to unpredictable consequences.

The captain did not want to have any friction with the Cole family at this juncture.

Although the emperor was planning to take action against the four major families, this confidential information had not been made public.

For a small official like him, both the four major families and the royal family were out of reach.

Therefore, when facing Hei Sang, a retainer of the Cole family, one of the four major families, the captain felt extremely difficult.

He was unwilling to easily provoke this drunkard with a powerful backer, but he had to handle this emergency carefully because of his duty.

The captain cursed in his heart, he knew that his situation was very delicate.

On the one hand, he was worried that if he handled it improperly, he might offend the Cole family and bring unnecessary trouble to himself and his subordinates.

On the other hand, he also knew that if he let Hei Sang move freely in the camp, he would be in great trouble once he was discovered by the spies sent by the emperor.

So he decisively ordered: "Come on, send him out."

With the careful support of two soldiers, the drunken Hei Sang staggered and staggered out of the camp like a leaf swaying in the wind.

His figure gradually disappeared in the night, taking away the disturbing smell of alcohol and possible troubles.

Watching Hei Sang leave, the captain's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, praying in his heart that this little episode would not have any adverse effects on the upcoming spies. He knew that his future and fate might hang on a thread.

However, what the captain did not realize was that this seemingly insignificant action had inadvertently touched the deep political sensitivity of the Holy City.

In this complex world of ever-changing power, every tiny action may trigger a series of unpredictable chain reactions.

What is more far-reaching is that the contest between the four major families and the royal family has just begun.

After the two soldiers left, Hei Sang's originally shaking body immediately returned to normal.

He quickly took out a note from his pocket, on which was written a string of numbers and phrases: "186759, White Chicken, Black Night."

Although Heisang didn't know the specific meaning of these contents, he kept the owner's instructions in mind and kept staring at that specific window, waiting for the note to appear.

Once a note appears, he must report it to the head of the family immediately without reporting it to anyone in the process.

After returning to the residence of the Cole family, Heisang went straight to the room of the head of the family, Turou Cole.

Previously, Turou Cole had issued an order to everyone near the room. As long as Heisang came, they would let him go all the way to ensure that the information could be quickly and accurately delivered to Turou Cole.

Arriving at the door, Heisang straightened his clothes a little to show respect, and then knocked on the door.

"Who?" Turou Cole's alert voice came from behind the door. It was obvious that he was not asleep yet.

"Master, it's me, Heisang." Heisang replied respectfully.

"Come in," Turret Cole ordered.

Hearing Heisang's voice, Turou Cole's eyes instantly became cold and stern.

He understood that something unusual must have happened at the city gate, otherwise Heisang would not have come to him at this time.

When Heisang opened the door and handed the note to Turou Cole, a look of solemnity flashed on the latter's face.

He took the note and glanced at it briefly before his expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen something extremely shocking.

After reading it, Turret Cole placed the note on the candle flame aside.

The note was instantly ignited and turned into ashes.

During this process, Turou Cole's eyes remained calm and firm, as if he was thinking of countermeasures quickly.

"Damn it, I knew it would be bad for the emperor to summon the prime minister and general tonight."

At this moment, Heisang did not dare to get into trouble with Turou Cole.

He carefully lowered his head for fear of being seen by Turou Cole and causing unnecessary trouble.

Turou Cole took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then said to Heisang: "Heisang, right? Go down to the butler to collect the reward. You don't have to worry about the next thing."

Hearing the words of the Patriarch, Heisang was relieved and quickly replied gratefully: "Thank you, Patriarch." After saying that, he quickly exited the room, fearing that he would cause trouble if he stayed for a while longer.

After Heisang left the room, Turou Cole quickly took out a palm-sized crystal ball from the drawer.

Special contact magic has been cast on this crystal ball, but it is one-time use and will become invalid after use. Therefore, the heads of the four major families will rarely use it in non-emergency situations.

However, the current situation is urgent.

Turou Cole had no time to think about anything else. He had to get in touch with the heads of the other three families immediately.

He held the crystal ball tightly and began to chant the incantation of contact magic.

As the spell was completed, the crystal ball began to glow faintly, gradually forming a light curtain.

Bai Xi's little lolita's travel diary of reincarnation paradise. Other reincarnation fans are fighting for their lives, but she feels like she is here for a trip.