Chapter 103 The King's Funeral!

[Net] Demon Hunting Cookbook Day, slightly lit up, fish maw turning white.

Matthew was checking the three documents in his hand.

"No problem, I forged them carefully, enough to handle most inspections."

The former 'Big Thief' said confidently.

"Can you give me a little more confidence?"

"Today is the funeral of 'Sivok VII', the inspection must be very strict!"

Rodney picked up his own 'secret certificate' and muttered in a low voice.

"Nothing can be done 100%!"

"Seventy percent is enough to do it!"

Matthew emphasized.

"Seventy percent?"

"No, no, no!"

“Everything is 50/50, it either works or it doesn’t—percentages? There’s no such thing!”

Rodney, the chubby intelligence dealer, shook his head repeatedly.

Tanier silently picked up his own 'secret certificate'.

The material is of high quality.

Beautiful workmanship.

It was no different from the 'secret certificate' he had seen before.

He couldn't find any flaws.

This is true whether it is the stencil on it, the photo, or the paper.

At least, he couldn't see it.

"thanks."

Sincere thanks Tanier.

Although he believes that even if they don't have the "secret agent certificate" they are guarding, they can sneak into it without anyone noticing if there is a good friend Jason, but there is an easier way, and no one is willing to choose a more difficult one.

"you are welcome."

"Help you, and help me."

"Recently Turtle has been getting weirder and weirder - it seems to be working just as Fatty and I speculated,

But...it always gives me a feeling of 'too smooth'. "

Matthew said, looking at Rodney.

The latter also nodded.

"Well, very deliberately."

"Anyway, be careful."

Rodney looked serious.

At this time, Jason walked out of the basement.

"Morning, Jason."

Tanier greeted with a smile.

Matthew and Rodney nodded quickly.

The former handed over the documents, while the latter picked up the cloak.

"Set off?"

Tanier picked up the breakfast prepared by Matthew.

"Um!"

Jason took the 'secret certificate', put on a wide cloak to cover his whole body, and then picked up the sandwich in Tanier's dining basket.

Sandwiches are traditional ham and eggs.

Cheese is also added, the eggs are fried crispy, and the ham is pure meat.

After one bite, the softness of the bread was mixed with the crispness of the fried egg. The taste was quite good. When the taste of meat and cheese filled the taste buds together, Jason gave Matthew a thumbs up.

"Matthew, you're retired and you can open a restaurant."

Rodney said so.

Although he and Matthew have always had the habit of bickering, Rodney admires Matthew's cooking skills.

After swallowing three ham sandwiches in twos and twos, Jason opened the 'secret ID'.

"'Tibetan'?"

There is a slightly retouched photo of him on it.

Below is a code-like name.

"Well, Your Excellency Jason, please remember this code name, he is real - it is one of the several identities I have been keeping, and Rodney and Tanier's are the same."

"As long as you don't dig into it bit by bit, no one will find out."

Matthew explained in more detail.

Jason nodded, packed his documents, and quickened his pace.

Tanier immediately followed.

Matthew and Rodney are also unstoppable.

Rodney's face was faintly excited.

As a full-time 'information dealer', what fascinates Rodney more than prying into privacy is naturally knowing the 'truth of the matter'-now, that's what he's doing.

For this, he is willing to take risks.

As for Matthew?

The former 'Big Thief' would naturally want to escape if he could.

However, the recent situation of Teerte is too mysterious.

From time to time, he had bad premonitions in his heart.

Instead, staying by Jason's side gave him a sense of security.

As a "mysterious person", Matthew trusts his intuition very much.

Therefore, he gave up his original plan and chose to follow.

There should be few people on the streets in the early morning.

However, when Jason and his party walked out of Zhenglishu Street, figures appeared one after another.

They were all wearing cloaks and covered their faces with hoods, just like the four of Jason.

Naturally, they also have the same identity.

spy!

These spies who used to hide among ordinary people have all acted this time.

Because this was an order from their immediate boss, Al Xie Li.

The patrolman standing by the side of the road kept his eyes fixed on him.

It was as if they hadn't noticed these spies at all.

And in the direction of the Teerte city gate farther away, the five thousand elite city defense troops are already ready to go.

Toft and Tibia stood side by side.

Both of them looked faintly excited.

today!

Today is the time for another day!

"Is your people ready?"

Toft asked.

"Ordinary people are useless unless you have an army as large as yours."

"Did you expect a group of ordinary people with revolvers to fight against the 'mysterious side'?"

"Do not make jokes."

Tia Bode said as if mocking himself, but his face was full of complacency.

Of course Toft knew where such complacency came from.

Tiber managed to secretly train a small but absolutely top-notch special operations team, each of which was the best of the best, not inferior to any 'mysterious side'.

After all, these elites have also been 'baptized'.

Of course, it's still not as good as a 'professional'.

Although 'mysterious person' and 'professional' are both 'mysterious', they are different concepts.

"Come on."

"You know, I'm talking about them"

"How did they arrange it?"

Toft asked.

"His Royal Highness has other arrangements for them. After all, today's home game is not with us!"

Thierry sighed.

"yes!"

Toft, the leader of the city defense army, also sighed, and then added another sentence.

"hope everything is fine!"

...

"Is everything going to go well?"

Prince Ruitai sat in the chair and asked softly.

"certainly!"

"Everything will be fine!"

"Everything has already been arranged!"

A sound like thunder echoed in the study.

Such a voice made Prince Ruitai feel reassured, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Doyle."

"Thanks for everything you have done for me."

Prince Ruitai said.

"this is necessary!"

"To know……"

"We are partners!"

The thunderous voice of the giant dragon Doil echoed again, and a smile appeared on the corner of Prince Ruitai's mouth. His Royal Highness nodded, stood up from his chair, and walked straight out.

"Set off!"

With an order, Prince Ruitai walked towards the bedroom of 'Sivok VII'.

In the bedroom of 'Sivok VII'.

A black coffin was placed where the original bed was.

There were no servants around, much less waiters.

Those people had been dismissed by Al Sherry a few hours ago.

At this time, only Al Xie Li knelt on one knee in front of the black coffin.

"His Majesty……"

The spy raised his hand to caress the coffin, with tears in his eyes.

He knew from an early age that he was not a person with outstanding talents.

When I was an adult, I used "ordinary is a blessing" to comfort myself.

However, he knew that was an excuse.

How can a person who has never experienced wind and rain have the state of mind of "ordinary is a blessing"?

It's nothing more than self-anesthesia after not getting it.

But he was lucky.

He met 'Sivok VII'.

The boy who was willing to give him several chances, never punished him, but comforted him instead.

He could feel the kindness of the boy.

I can better understand the kindness and kindness of young people...

fear!

That's right, fear!

The fear of my own uncle!

Although the young man pretended to be calm, every time he saw his uncle, the palms hidden in his sleeves would tremble, and he would lock himself up by himself afterwards.

Even if she was crying, she didn't dare to make a sound.

He knows all this.

Therefore, he tried his best to protect this young man who had "the kindness of knowledge" to him.

only……

He still made a mistake.

"His Majesty."

Al Xie Li whispered again, and then touched the coffin again.

Finally, the secret agent stood up, tidying up, making final preparations.

The plan has already started.

A backup plan was also activated.

Whether it will be successful, he does not know.

However, regardless of success, or failure.

he,

The bastard who assassinated the boy must pay the price.

Even if he sacrificed his life, he would not hesitate!

Time passed by every minute and every second.

When the morning mist begins to lift—

Woo, woo, woo!

In the sound of three long horns, a team of palace guards in military uniform lifted the coffin of 'Sivok VII'.

According to the tradition of Siwok, the deceased emperor will go from the bedroom to the main hall, then the back garden, and then the small halls-this is the last time the emperor visited his palace.

Therefore, I will stop for a while at the places I visited most often during my lifetime.

But not for too long.

After inspecting everything, you will leave the palace and head to the cemetery.

In the blessing of relatives, buried, buried.

This has been the case from Sivok I to Sivok VI.

The same is true of Siwok VII.

The only difference is that the most frequented places of Siwok VII are not gardens or side halls, but conference halls and small conference halls.

This is a diligent emperor.

Even according to ordinary people, he is just an adult.

Moreover, he is kind and has a good personality.

This can be seen in the sad eyes of the palace guards, waiters, and servants.

Woo, woo, woo!

The horn sounded three more times.

The coffin containing Siwok VII entered the meeting hall.

Here, two hundred and seventy spies are waiting quietly.

After staying in the coffin for a while, go to the small conference hall.

Two hundred and seventy spies followed closely behind.

In front of the small conference hall, five thousand elite city defense troops had already taken over the original palace guards. Toft and Tiber were forced to look at Al Xieli who was getting closer, and they both showed a smile at the same time.

"It really saves a lot of trouble!"

Thibaud spoke softly.

"Yeah, the 'secret agents' under Al Sherry have always been the ones who give me the most headaches!"

"Now, he has summoned all of them!"

"It couldn't be better!"

Toft's face was ferocious, with undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

At this point, there is no need to hide at all.

"Be careful!"

"No matter how you say it, Al Xie Li is a fourth-level 'professional'!"

Thierry had to remind.

Toft curled the corner of his mouth, very disdainful.

Al Xie Li, a fourth-level professional, was completely piled up with resources by the dead Siwak VII regardless. With such resources on him, he is at least a fifth-level 'professional'.

Where will it be like now, it's just the third level.

When I thought of the situation when I met the young emperor and proposed that I would offer my loyalty as long as the other party was willing to give me equal conditions, the other party refused without hesitation.

Toft became more and more full of hatred.

He thought he was insulted!

This is an unforgivable thing!

snort!

Do you really think that without you, I can't set foot on a higher level?

After today, he is at least a fifth-level 'professional'.

This is the promise of that adult!

The team carrying the coffin of Siwok VII is getting closer.

The five thousand city defense troops standing on both sides of the small conference hall held gun handles, showing a fierce look.

Al Xieli, who was carrying the coffin, clenched his teeth, his eyes full of hatred.

Rui Tai!

Are you unwilling to give His Majesty even the last bit of decency?

The secret agent gestured behind him.

His confidant took his place, and Al Sherry strode forward.

The spy went to the front of the line.

He scanned the city defense forces on both sides, and finally, his eyes fell on Toft and Tiberde.

Then the spy leader moved on.

An indomitable momentum began to condense on the secret probe leader's seemingly not strong body.

As Turt's chief of police, Tiber raised his brows, and took a step back indistinctly.

Toft grinned grinningly, and raised his hand.

Wow!

Uniformly, the city defense troops raised their guns.

The sending team stagnated.

"do not stop!"

"Keep going!"

Al Sherry yelled.

At the same time, the whole person launched a charge.

The figure rushed towards Toft like an arrow from the string.

He knew very well that if he wanted the boy's coffin to enter the small hall, he had to deal with the person in front of him.

Whether it is to hold hostage or kill.

It will be all right!

Seeing Al Xieli rushing forward, Toft raised his hand and swung it down heavily.

"shot!"

Toft yelled happily.

Even if the other party is dead.

He also wants the other party to die unsafely.

What's more, this is also the order of that adult.

Bang, bang, bang!

Continuous gunshots rang out.

The projectile shot towards Al Xieri, but was blown away by the invisible force field before it got close.

But those palace guards who carried the coffin were not so lucky.

Even wearing inner armor is useless under intensive shooting.

These guards fell in a pool of blood.

The coffin of Siwok VII was about to fall to the ground.

"what!"

Al Sheri, who was already close to Toft, let out a barren roar.

He hates it!

Hate myself for not being able to go faster!

Toft laughed even more ferociously.

Everything in front of him was as he expected.

Next, it should be him...

Um? !

Toft, who was about to retreat and was about to use crowd tactics to kill Al Sheryl, was taken aback.

what did he see

A secret agent actually carried the coffin that was about to fall? !

"damn it!"

Toft cursed loudly.

Not just cursing the nosy spy.

Still cursing Al Sheryl.

Because, at this time, Al Xie Li had already put the long sword in his hand on his neck——

"Tell your men, stop shooting!"

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