After enjoying an Intis meal, Sifa returned to the hotel and was told that he received a letter.

  Walking into the bedroom, Sifa didn't immediately throw the macaw into the cage, and gave it time to move freely. He sat on the solo sofa, opened the envelope, and read it.

  The letter was sent by Bison.

  ‘Dear son, I have received your telegram, well, along with the one from the other day. I didn't expect so many things happened in Tingen. It's great that you weren't injured. As for the accidental killing of the gunman by mistake, you don't need to worry, I will find a lawyer to deal with this matter. ’

  ‘As for the messenger behind the scenes, I probably know who did it. There are two suspects. One is my brother, Sir Harry Disraeli. He has always been jealous of me, jealous of my achievements, and even jealous that I have a better son than him, after all, his son is an idiot. ’

  ‘The other one is my biggest competitor, Livicom Peter. He is a big businessman with a somewhat unclean background. The two have the motivation and the strength to do so. Therefore, I have issued a warning to them through some channels, I believe this will help them to converge, but you still have to pay attention to your own safety. ’

  ‘Remember the last time I mentioned, about your arrangement? There is progress on this matter, so I think it is necessary to tell you first. After you have handled Tingen’s affairs, I will arrange for you to go to sea. You will join the Royal Navy and enter a special department as a baron’s child and an extraordinary person. ’

  ‘The next road you have to walk may not be as comfortable as it used to be, but believe me, the feats you have accumulated at sea will be of great help to yourself and our family. ’

   "Maybe when you return, you are already a general. I sincerely look forward to this day!"

   Xifa read the last sentence, and his heart could not be calm for a long time.

   It turns out that this is Bison's arrangement for himself.

   He wants to join the army and obtain certain positions in order to strengthen his political position and right to speak.

   Think deeper.

   If I can really gain something at sea, even become a general. Then, a son who is a general is naturally more attractive to the outside world than a late adult boy, attracting the pair of purposeful eyes in the dark!

   "But this is also an opportunity for me."

   Xifa whispered to himself softly.

   More than one watcher has mentioned that hunters and troops are related to war. Joining the Loen Kingdom’s navy now is not a bad thing.

  If it is the navy, then my future enemy is a pirate?

   At this time, his shoulders sank.

The macaw fell down. It looked at the letter paper and said, "What is written on this? Of course, I don't know the words. As a dragon, I have a wealth of knowledge. I'm just too boring. I want to test you. "

  No, you just don’t know words! Xifa glanced at it and put the letter away.

night.

  He came to the lobby of the Hunter Club as a ‘Duke’ and saw the arbitrator at a glance.

   Cromwell was sitting quietly at the bar. He had a wine glass in his hand. He didn't drink a drop of the wine in his hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

  Sifa sat next to him and said to Mr. Parker, "Please give me a glass of wine."

   Hearing the sound, the arbitrator raised his head, his eyes regained focus, and a grudging smile on his face: "Good evening, Duke."

   "Good evening, you don't seem to be in good spirits, why don't you rest at home?" Xifa took the wine from the old man and took a sip.

   Cromwell jumped off the chair: "I want to see you, do you want to have a drink at my house? Just the two of us."

  Sifah knew he was going to talk about Meyers, which is really not suitable for talking here, so he drank all the wine in his glass: "Please lead the way."

   The arbitrator’s home is close to the Tasok River, and the environment is elegant. Once it is quiet at night, you can hear the sound of the waves.

   A ginkgo tree was planted in front of the house, and there was a swing on the open ground, but it was covered with dust, I don’t know how long it has not been cleaned.

   Cromwell opened the door, turned on the lights, and then invited Sifa to enter the house.

   The living room looks a little messy, it seems that the arbitrator has been living alone. He simply cleaned up, cleared out two sofas, a table, and then brought two bottles of beer.

   "I only have South Wales beer, and I only drink this at home." Cromwell said apologetically.

Xifa didn’t care. He sat down on one of the sofas and took a sip of beer: “It’s the best beer we produce, with a strong aroma. Other beers are as light as water before it. ."

   "Really, I didn't study it."

   The arbitrator coughed dryly, and proceeded to the topic: "I have processed Meyers' body, and it will not be discovered for at least a year."

   "In addition, in order to avoid certain troubles, I am going to leave Tingen for a while."

   Xifa asked in surprise: "Where are you going?"

   "Becklund." Cromwell said calmly, "I have asked my friends over there to rent me an apartment. I will leave tomorrow. If you have anything to find me, write to this address."

   He took out a sticky note from the desk, found a water-absorbent pen, and wrote down an address.

  ‘Hillston District, 12 Doubletree Avenue. ’

   Xifa put away the note: "I remember, is there anything I can help?"

Cromwell shook his head and smiled: "No need, you have done me a great favor. Don't worry about me. I'm going to Backlund this time, because of Meyers, but more importantly, I I want to go there and seek the next stage of potion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have been in the'arbitrator' stage for a long time, and it's time to take the next step."

   Xifa nodded, and asked casually: "What the **** did Meyers do to get your official attention?"

"human trafficking."

   The arbitrator did not conceal: "Behind him, there is another greater and stronger force. So this matter stops here, you should not go further, this will bring you unnecessary danger."

human trafficking?

   Xifa immediately thought of the black tie in Enqi Town, and the slaves and laborers who were sacrificed in the ship. The events of that night seemed to reappear in front of him, which made him slightly distracted.

"Are you OK?"

   Cromwell's voice brought Sifa back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "Since you are leaving tomorrow, then I wish you a smooth journey."

  Sifah raised his glass.

   The arbitrator smiled from his heart: "I hope I can see you in Backlund one day. If you have a chance, you have to go to that city."

   "Really, it is the capital of the kingdom and the most prosperous city in the north and south continent."

   "It is... a place of hope!"

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