Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 405: A Glimmer Of Dawn

On the balcony, Horn sighed softly. No matter how tough he was, no matter how tough he was, he would not be able to reverse what had happened. Even if he threw everything aside and killed Maine, and even carried away the entire Alexander, he would not be able to exchange for the fact that Alan had passed away. Of course, Horn didn't want to go that far. However, if Alan was really buried in the endless sea of stars, Horn would resolutely take that step, because neither Mobie nor Main could understand his feelings for Alan.

When he saw that familiar face in the arena of death, Horn only felt that he had been redeemed. In his despair, God still gave him a ray of hope. If Main dared to take away this ray of light from him, then what else could he be afraid of?

The sound of footsteps rang out from behind him as all sorts of emotions mixed in his heart. Horn took a deep breath and buried the overflowing emotions. "Mr. Helsing, what's the matter?" He said without turning his head.

"Yes, Master. Here is a secret letter from the surface. It was originally intended for Young Master Allen, but now …"

Horn turned around and said, "Let me see." josei

The butler handed a snow-white envelope to Horn. Horn's gaze swept across the envelope and there was a simple line on it: To Lord Allen.

Here's Ron's name. Horn remembered the name. It was a surface lieutenant who had trained Alan. He tore open the envelope, took out a letter and opened it. After reading the letter, Horn's expression was slightly rippled and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Hey, Alexander, it's you again. This information came at the right time."

"Go find Anna. I need her to go to the surface."

A moment later, Blood Scorpion saw Horn in the study. Due to Mobit's interference, the investigation of Dawn was suspended. Anna had no mission in the near future. Hearing that Horn wanted to see him, he rubbed his hands. Anna was even more interested when she heard that the mission was related to the Alexandrian family.

Horn showed her a letter from the surface. It was from Ron, but it was from a surface hunter called Silver. It was probably just a code name, not a real name, but neither Horn nor Anna cared about it. They cared more about the information in the letter.

Alan and the predator hunter swept through the group of steel hammers and found that there was support behind the predators. Although the clues were directed at the mayor of Longue City in the seventh district, Allen did not think that a mayor could support the development of the predators. He suspected that the mayor had other powers. At that time, Silver was willing to pursue this clue, so Ellen told him to pass on any news to him through Ron.

Now, in that letter, Silver found a gene factory. The factory does some kind of secret research, silver sneaks into the factory, finds them capturing the refugees on the surface, and genetically modifies them. Some of the experimenters exhibited the same characteristics as the predators, and Silver suspected that the reason why the predators were not extinct was related to the factory.

This factory belonged to a pharmaceutical company in Alexandria. The letter indicated that he had been targeted by members of the Alexandrian family and could not be contacted for a short period of time. Unfortunately, Silver did not know that Allen was no longer on Earth.

Anna finished reading the letter and said quietly, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

"Go to the surface and find this hunter called Silver. Help him as much as you can. I want to know more inside information. It's best to have solid evidence. If you can point out that Maine was behind all this, then I can make him suffer a loss. Think of it as the interest he had to repay for attacking the Dawn."

Not long after Anna left, Helsing arrived again and bowed, "Master, Lord Alstair just sent a message. He will arrive at the castle in five minutes."

"Alstair?" Horn was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. He nodded and said, "Then let's get ready to welcome the chancellor."

Five minutes passed quickly, and Alstair's magic car arrived at the castle with a second hand. The minister jumped out of the carriage with great difficulty and muttered, "Perhaps I should change to a wider carriage."

Then, he looked up and saw Horn. Then, he opened his hand and smiled as he greeted him. The two of them embraced each other in a friendly manner. Alstair sighed, "I didn't expect His Excellency the President to interfere. The unspoken rule that the Federation does not participate in disputes between nobles seems to be about to be broken by His Excellency the President."

"Mobius probably can't help it. After all, the current situation can be said to be the worst since the founding of the Federation." Horn said indifferently.

He was right. As the relationship between the Federation and the Gate of Freedom grew more and more tense, several districts on the surface had already fought a number of local wars. The Federation and the Gate of Freedom had their victories and losses, but until now, they were still only tentative attacks. If that was the case, then it would be fine. Following an in-depth investigation into the attack on Statue of Liberty Harbor, a mysterious organization called the "Light Concealment Society" began to enter the federal line of sight.

This mysterious organization had many federal officials and members of the Freedom Gate. These people could be said to be double-sided spies, but because of the existence of the Hidden Light Society, there were many misunderstandings between the Federation and the Gate of Freedom, causing relations to deteriorate. In order to prevent the situation from getting out of hand, Mobit had already ordered the investigation of the Light Concealment Society to be terminated, so as to avoid alarming others.

In fact, the investigation is not over, but from the light to the dark. Now, the investigation of this organization has been entrusted to another superior general, Silfa's Black Demon Legion.

Right now, the Federation was facing internal and external troubles, and the situation was volatile. However, Mobbit's seat was not comfortable, so he had the idea of working with Maine to try to borrow from the nobles. Mobbit might be helpless, but that didn't mean Horn would ignore his interference. This was a different matter for Horn.

How could Alstair not understand this old friend's reasoning when he had a good relationship with Horn? However, as a federal official, he couldn't interfere much in this matter, so he could only smile awkwardly. Then he patted his head and said, "Don't mention these troublesome things. In fact, I have two good news for you."

"At this time, I feel that there is a lot of good news. There are actually two of them. Quickly tell me."

When the two arrived at the study, Alstair said gloatingly, "Adahua Planet has discovered the disappearance of the Empress. The Emperor has appointed Marquis Metallon as his representative and will soon arrive on Earth to inquire about this matter." Sir Morbit has already pushed Maine out, saying that he will give the royal family a reasonable compensation. Of course, the Alexandrian family will be responsible for the compensation. Maine will probably suffer a huge loss this time. "

"That's what he deserves!" Horn smiled coldly and then frowned, "The Federation should not have notified Ada yet. How did they know about this?"

"Hehe, this is related to the second piece of good news." '"Congratulations, old friend. Your precious grandson is still alive!"

The atmosphere in the study room suddenly froze, and then, like a storm, the tables, chairs, and bookcases violently trembled. '"Bastard, calm down," cried Alstair. "I'm just an ordinary person!"

The Origin Energy shockwaves from Horn's body gradually calmed down. Horn slowly stood up and said solemnly, "Are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I would come all the way here to play such a joke on you? I'm not that boring, and I'm not that stupid! If it's really a joke, you'll kill me!"

Horn couldn't help but laugh out loud. He patted Alstair hard and said, "Alright, alright, I'll open a bottle of top quality wine for you later. Now, can you go into more detail? How is Alan?"

"That's more like it." Alstair patted his chest exaggeratedly and said, "Not long ago, Ada's satellite base received a message." The message was sent by Her Highness Lucy, who gave us a coordinate and asked Ada to contact us on her behalf. After confirming the identity of the empress, Ada Huaxing sent an inquiry. Sir Mobius could only tell the truth. No, Emperor Orfascism was already in a rage, which was why he had the first piece of good news. That 's Maine' s bad luck. "

"President Morbit has obtained the coordinates. Tomorrow, the search and rescue team will head to the star field where the coordinates are located. I believe that Allen will appear in front of you again very soon."

Hearing that, Horn couldn't help but close his eyes. After a long time, he said, "Thank God, Ellen. It's so good that he's fine."

"You should be even more grateful to me. If it weren't for me, Baba, running over to tell you, who knows how much longer you, this old brat, would be suppressed." The minister beside him said angrily.

Horn was in a good mood, but someone's mood had fallen to the extreme. In one of the Alexander study rooms, the curtains were drawn, blocking out the sunlight and making the room look gloomy.

Halfway through the drink, Maine threw the wine glass and shattered it into pieces. Maine clenched his hands, and not long ago, Mobie sent a message. Adahua Planet already knew about the disappearance of the Empress, so Mobius pushed him over and demanded compensation from the Alexandrian family. The long list of compensation almost made Maine faint, but that was fine. There was another thing in the news, and that was that Alan was still alive.

After paying a high price, and now having to compensate the royal family of Beth Cod and Ada Hua Xing at an astronomical price, the original goal had not been achieved. Alan was still alive, which undoubtedly slapped Maine in the face. He had taken out most of the family's wealth and had only caused the Beth Cord family to feel nervous and depressed for less than a year, plus some minor troubles.

If this was a deal, it would definitely be the worst loss Maine had ever made in his life!