readytorunbook Chapter 558 My brother was a secret service chief when he was young.
Chapter 558 My brother was a secret service chief when he was young.
Han Yu turned around and suddenly smiled as he looked at the mayor's rooster.
“Puchnera, you’ve been talking a lot lately.”
The rooster standing nearby just gave an awkward laugh and fell silent, tactfully shutting its beak like a passerby.
“I’m also puzzled. Although Lieutenant Orloren has some skill, I find it hard to imagine how he managed to succeed in making a move at a heavily guarded general’s party,” Ivan added, expressing his opinion.
How could these assassinated generals and dignitaries not have been accompanied by powerful figures?
According to the original game settings, the Fools' soldiers also have local legends, among which the most troublesome for Han Yu is the Three Stars of Different Colors.
Its blood is thick, and it hurts a lot when it hits someone.
Back then, Grandpa Zhong, who had over 6,000 HP, had only had his shield activated for a few seconds when he suddenly felt tired and collapsed on the ground.
"Your Excellency's insight is indeed remarkable. You quickly grasped the crux of the matter, and your recent probing of Orloren's strength further proves this point." Ivan showed an expression of admiration.
The fact that he was able to serve as the Minister of State for so long was not solely due to his exceptional intelligence.
Have you ever heard of overcoming skill with brute force?
Faced with absolute strength, any scheme or conspiracy will vanish. To put it bluntly, you may be exceptionally clever and believe that you can use your cunning to wipe out your enemies, but then a ruthless opponent appears and instantly kills you with a single punch. What will you have left to do then?
“The Grand Minister is right. On this issue, we need to re-examine the case of Euron.” At this moment, the rooster walked to Han Yu’s side and said.
“By the way, Puchinella, I know a good restaurant nearby. Let’s have lunch there.”
Han Yu's seemingly casual remark was actually an observation of the rooster's attitude.
Director Ivan had hoped to invite Han Yu to dine in the cafeteria to build a closer relationship, but his plan backfired.
"I will follow Your Excellency's arrangements," the rooster said with a fawning smile.
"Ivan, I'll remember you." Han Yu turned around and said, his back to the other person.
“The crimes of the prisoner, Orloren, have not yet been fully investigated. You must protect him and ensure that nothing goes wrong.”
"If any prisoner gets food poisoning or contracts a disease due to environmental issues, I, the Grand Minister, will absolutely not tolerate it."
Listening to Han Yu's instructions, Ivan's mind raced, and he quickly understood the unspoken meaning behind his Grand Tutor's words.
"It seems that the master has some connection with Orloren, otherwise why would he specifically remind me?"
In Ivan's understanding.
Han Yu's words roughly meant: "Treat me to good food and drink, and a promotion and raise will be no problem."
After leaving the police station prison, Han Yu and the dignitaries arrived at a restaurant with a vintage feel.
"Ah!" A girl with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes exclaimed, dropping the broom she was holding to the ground.
"What's wrong with Nova?!" a middle-aged man in the kitchen called out with concern.
"Are those bastards here again?!"
The man emerged from the kitchen carrying a cleaver, his expression fierce; he was the kind of person who clearly wasn't a good guy.
However, one cannot judge a person solely by their appearance; looks do not determine everything.
"Damn it!" the middle-aged man cursed, then looked up and froze on the spot.
His mouth trembled as he said, "...Your Excellency, the Minister of State!"
"Hello, are you not open yet? It seems we've come at a really bad time." Han Yu said with a smile.
It was only when a secretary jogged over to the man and reminded him that he snapped out of his daze.
"The shop is open, uh... Nova, why don't you hurry up and invite the adults to take their seats?"
Hearing her father's words, the blonde beauty Nova, who was still in a daze, also came to her senses.
"Lord Fuguo, please have a seat here." The girl was a little at a loss. Her family's restaurant was quite famous during the winter, but it was only open to commoners.
"Wouldn't you like to recommend some of your dishes?" Han Yu spoke with a smile throughout, his affability was unmatched, and he was very approachable.
"Oh... Today's recommendations are seasonal vegetable stew, cold smoked fish fillet, and grilled meat skewers."
Han Yu casually ordered a few local specialties, then looked at the rooster.
"Sir, is there something on my face?"
The rooster felt uneasy under Han Yu's gaze, and although it was a little flustered, its expression remained as steady as a dog's.
"No, I just think you've really gotten old, Mayor." Han Yu leaned back in his chair, seemingly chatting casually, but the other person was definitely not the rooster himself.
Perhaps he has already been murdered, who knows?
There are very few people capable of assassinating an executive officer, and given Puccini's personality, he would definitely protect himself very carefully.
"Oh, by the way, Your Excellency, why did you suddenly return to Zhidong?" The rooster took a deep breath and changed the subject.
"Didn't you say you were commanding the army in Nordcalle and fighting the Wild Hunt?"
The other party's words were perfectly appropriate for the ears of other political figures, because as the assistant to the state, there was no need for him to withdraw his troops back to winter because of a mere captain. They really didn't understand this move.
Han Yu chuckled, "Does that mean I, as the assistant ruler of Zhidong, need to ask the mayor whether I should return?"
"Alright, it's lunchtime, no work talk allowed."
Han Yu's words startled the rooster and several political figures, causing them to tremble involuntarily.
Logically speaking, Han Yu only needed to say one sentence about Euron, but he wanted to use this opportunity to temporarily leave Nordkalai.
The goal was to lure the Moon Hunter Rayleigh into a trap.
...
Abyss.
"That guy went back to Winter, and you ended up doing something pretty good by some twist of fate."
Li Shun lay back on the dragon throne, leaving only him and Lei Lier in the entire hall.
"Then can I go back to Nordkare and take revenge on the moon?" A barely perceptible madness flashed in Raelil's eyes.
As a top agent of the Black Sun Dynasty, Raelil's fate as a sinner was also due to the Black King.
He was just like everyone else, an office worker, but the Black King launched a massive purge in order to completely eradicate the remnants of the Crimson Moon.
Many people lost their lives in this purge, but the executioner who struck fear into the hearts of all was Raelil.
In order to conceal his identity from his wife, he had to make up an excuse.
Little did they know that Sorindis, Rayleigh's wife, was the offspring of the Crimson Moon and the Black Sun Dynasty, and was ultimately branded with the death mark.
One day, as usual, Rael was sifting through the remnants of the Crimson Moon. When he saw his wife's photo and information, he froze on the spot.
Incredible.
tangled.
No! Absolutely not.
Rael covered his head, his pupils dilating.
The people of the Crimson Moon Dynasty are different from those of the Black Sun Dynasty. The latter have blue, star-shaped pupils, while the former, as we can tell from their servant Arecino, have red, forked pupils.
Fortunately, Solindis did not inherit those eyes; instead, they were blue, which saved her from disaster back then.
However, this also sowed the seeds for future turmoil...