Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1140: Anonymous Letter

"Looks like I'm not mistaken." Alan was not surprised at all. He still remembered what had happened in Mosaiore that day. If Eric hadn't been concealed by the powerful figures in that city, it would have been extremely difficult for him to set up such a trap that Allen's journey would have almost ended in advance.

"Yes, Eric offered Arcam a large sum of gold, in cash, my lord, not in vouchers. There was Eric's seal and a footnote he had personally written. On it was the words' General Arkham's Army ', and on the usage item was the simple word' Cooperation '. Taylor smiled and said, "Any handwriting appraiser can confirm this evidence, and Arkham can't deny it."

Alan nodded and said, "Then please keep this evidence, Mr. Taylor." This is not a good time. Even if I can produce evidence against Arkham now, I can't pursue him. After all, the Pseudo-King has banned my title, and not all the generals of the empire have fallen for Hawson. "Our general acam remains on the sidelines, and if I push him too hard, it 's not good to have him on hausen' s side."

Taylor snorted, "Arkham didn't say anything. He was just thinking about himself."

"Indeed." Nabott said helplessly, "If the Great Emperor was alive, he wouldn't dare to do so even if he gave Arkham ten balls." However, neither Hawson nor His Highness Julian were able to shock these imperial generals. Right now, only the Black Wolf Army had clearly expressed their support for Hawson, but that was because of Roderick's instructions. As for our Second Prince, fortunately, before his death, the Great Emperor arranged for General Woodrick to serve him, giving us the strength to resist. "

"General of the Giant Dragon Army? What about him?"

Shuo Lin gracefully replied, "Now that the Pseudo-King has framed General Woodrick and his army as rebels, After arriving at Blaze Castle, General Woodrick took over the original crusade army and all the clan alliance forces that participated in the battle. This army of more than ten thousand people will go down a secret route arranged by Duke Niaohua and meet us at Iron Spear Ridge. Therefore, the general did not travel with us. "

"What a pity. I really want to see such a loyal and valiant general." Taylor sighed.

"There will be a chance." "But now, I think the safety of His Highness the south should be the priority. Mr. Taylor, please explain the schedule of this trip in detail so that I can cooperate with the deployment of the guards." Allen said, "I think the safety of His Highness the south should be the priority." "Mr. Taylor, please tell me more about the schedule."

They talked until late at night, and Allen and his men were the main bodyguards. Whether it was the remaining soldiers heading north or the shooters from Dragonspear Town, they were qualified for the job. Moreover, Allen's team now had 98 more Iron Sharp Warriors. Even if they were to encounter an army, they would still have the strength to fight. With the Iron Sharp Warrior in hand, the thousand-man army didn't even bother Allen. Even if he couldn't kill them all, he was more than enough to break through the encirclement.

Of course, considering that this trip was mainly at sea, the Iron Sharp Warrior's role was relatively limited, but it could not be ignored.

Throughout the discussion, Solin's bold suggestions and Nabott's caution perfected the plan. The discussion ended only when they thought the plan for the whole trip was going to be perfect. After that, everyone returned to their rooms and slept peacefully.

Julian had to hide himself in Taylor's house for two or three days in Tiger Shark Harbor. Fortunately, this place was quite spacious, and the range of activity was quite large. Julian did not feel bored. The prince also knew how to make use of his time. During these rare holidays, he had arranged for himself to study in full. In the morning, he consulted Nabott on how to govern the country. In the afternoon, he studied the history of the empire from Shoren. In the evening, he would exchange swordsmanship with Alan. According to Nabott, Julian had never been as eager to learn as he was now, even though he had been a serious student in the past.

Alan was not idle either. During the day, he would change his clothes and act as Taylor's distant relative and assistant. He would go to the dock to inspect the three merchant ships that would secretly carry them to Ark Harbor. Taylor provided him with the structural drawings of the three ships to facilitate Allen's revision of his plan. Sometimes Edward would go along, and gave Allen quite a bit of good advice. In order to prevent his identity from being leaked, Alan was the only one who left Golden Sail Avenue.

In the blink of an eye, they will be able to leave Hong Kong by boat tomorrow. On this day, Alan finally didn't have to go to the dock. After a few days, he had even gotten used to the stronger fishy smell of the dock. So when he walked into the bar and smelled the fragrance of the wine in the room, he was not used to it.

The reason he appeared at the barrel was because Taylor had received an anonymous letter. The letter stated that Allen should be allowed to go to the bar alone at 4 p.m. and sit down at the designated seat. Allen will be contacted, and the letter says he will provide some important information, including Hawson's secret plans for their team. josei

So Alan came. Although Taylor reminded him that it might be a trap, he was afraid that he would miss the chance to learn about Hawson's plan, so he was invited. Of course, he had made some arrangements, for example, that Adele was in a bell tower two streets behind, where the view was wide. If necessary, Violent Roar's sniper can hit anywhere in the bar in a few microseconds.

There were also Laura, Regis and other experts scattered on the streets near the bar. If anything happens, I'll have to take care of Alan.

Alan walked into the bar and walked to a round table in the window with a reservation sign hanging on it. When he was about to sit down, a blonde woman stopped him and said, "I'm sorry, sir, this table is reserved."

"That must be the table I booked." Alan announced his name and tossed a few imperial silver coins into the bartender's low collar. The woman oh, agreed to Allen's seat, and did not forget to hint at Allen that she could provide some other special services.

Not long after he took his seat, someone came to him and said, "May I help you, sir? For example, what do you think of a bottle of vintage wine?"

It was a familiar voice.

When Alan raised his head, Diego, who was covered in a cloak, had already sat down opposite him. In that instant, Alan almost pulled out Red King, who was lying on the table. It wasn't until he saw Diego's freshly bruised face and the bitter smile in his eyes that he slowly withdrew his hand from Red King. Diego looked at his hand and shrugged, "I'm glad you didn't do that. Otherwise, I'll have to flee."

"Diego?" Ellen nodded. "Let me tell you, what kind of trick are you playing. Shouldn't you be kissing and cheering at the feet of our king? Why are you here, or are you Hawson's secret plan?"

"Come on, Alan. Something big has happened." Diego shook his head and said, "You should know that Hawson has a powerful fellow by his side. That's right, the fellow who killed our valiant King Tangerio. Who do you think he is? A powerhouse of the Shadow Duchy? No, no, no. That fellow's identical to us. He's an outsider."

Diego pointed above his head and poured himself a glass of wine. "I overheard the conversation between him and his followers, but I noticed it too." Fortunately, he didn't dare to act recklessly in the palace, so I took the opportunity to escape. Hawson can't stay any longer. His Majesty doesn't need a half-bucket of water like me right now. "Oh, that bastard's name is Stark. You probably don't know his name yet, do you?"

Alan's heart skipped a beat.

Stark!

Sure enough, it was the culprit who destroyed Maritan, the so-called pirate emperor that Edward spoke of.

Diego glanced at him and said, "I want to make a deal with you, Alan."

"Really? I think it would be better to kill you now. Young Master Diego, you should still remember some unpleasant experiences between us, right?"

Diego waved his hand and said, "Alan, did you mean the spring hunt? At that time, they were both their masters. Didn't the two girls under you almost kill me? Especially the one from the Morsen family? I don't know where Adele got such a terrifying sniper rifle and almost burst out my shit."

Alan frowned.

"Don't mind, I've been in the Black Wolf Army for a few years, and I'm afraid I've forgotten the elegance of a noble." Diego drank all the wine in his glass. "Let's talk about the deal. You know, I've been out of touch with my family for too long, and I don't want to stay on this damn planet now. You have a starship, right? Get me back."

"Oh, then I think you still need a ticket."

"Of course, this is the part I want to trade with you." Diego said, "I'll tell you what Hawson has done. What I can tell you is that in addition to the Black Wolf Army, some vultures have joined him. Although not all of them. But those guys are really annoying. Did you see this scar? Yes, it was left behind by one of the vultures, but his stinky head was cut off by me."

"That's it. Hawson's arrangements, detailed plans. Also, the Grant family will pay you a sum of money. Not much. Ten million federal dollars. This is the maximum amount I can get. Of course, this money will not be paid until I return to Earth. As for Hawson's information, it will be used as a deposit for the tickets."

Alan narrowed his eyes. Diego's promise of ten million federal dollars was no longer in Alan's eyes. With the resources he currently possessed, if it were to be exchanged for federal dollars, it would definitely be worth hundreds of millions of dollars. What he was concerned about was Hawson's plan and whether what Diego said was credible?

"Sounds good, but how do you want me to believe it? Don't blame me for being too careful. After all, Young Master Diego had thought about taking my life before, didn't he?"

Diego nodded and smiled, "Indeed, Alan." Well, first of all, you can look at it this way. I want to go back to Earth. It doesn't conflict with you at all, does it? Secondly, while I'm traveling with you, you can use all the methods you know to imprison my Origin Energy, or simply give me some kind of poison that requires a period of incubation before it breaks out. Of course, if you prove that everything I said is true and you refuse to give me the antidote, I think I still have a way to notify Hawson to deal with you. "

Alan laughed, "Well, Young Master Diego, I can feel a little bit of sincerity from you. Let's talk about the King's secret plans first?"