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The lead guard couldn’t say a rebuttal, but he could respectfully hang his head and lead calcas, who seemed to be angry, to the camp in the fog.
Chen Senran took one look at his arrogance, and calcas finally didn’t say anything.
He decided to sit tight about this thing that is getting out of control. What he is doing now is superfluous because he is too weak to wait for calcas to attack or for him to show his flaws.
The only thing that worries him is … Chen Senran consciously glanced at her little girl in her arms. At the moment, she is sleeping soundly. The depressed atmosphere makes her not particularly good these days, and she always sleeps and wakes up.
"Lao Du …" Chen Senran looked aside after confirming that Xiao Anne was still asleep, holding the horse with a cool face.
"Don’t worry, since Hasta gave me his daughter, I won’t let her die." This time, Lao Du finally didn’t hide as usual, but told a little truth, but his words made it clear that I wouldn’t care if you died.
"Thank you" Chen Senran didn’t care about Lao Du’s words. cool thin already nodded to thank him. "Let’s go."
He also said this to Evelyn who was hidden in the fog.
Later, Tocar Sass came to a tent in the middle of the whole camp with a fabricated or imagined identity.
"Please wait for me to report." The leading guard sounded respectful and terrible. He spoke to calcas carefully. His eyes hung low and his whole body trembled slightly. This may have killed many people and killed many brave soldiers in swamp thing. At this moment, he must be sweating a lot in front of worldly forces.
"Hum …" calcas still looks very upset. This cold hum is full of aristocratic amorous feelings and majesty on the west coast of Demacia.
"You wait a moment …" The leading guard got calcas’s acquiescence and turned to run towards the tent, which was a bit desperate.
"I didn’t expect you, Mr. Carr …" Chen Senran narrowed his eyes and tried again. He wanted to know whether calcas had thought about this identity in advance or just thought that if he had thought about it in advance, the old guy would have done too much to reinvent the wheel. He could have run over himself and come in with his German imperial language, instead of mixing his carriage and telling stories with himself.
"Actually … I didn’t expect" calcas smiled. This time he turned out to be honest with Chen Senran. Is this a signal that he wants to start work? Generally speaking, secrets are not secrets for the dead.
"Really?" Chen Senran also smiled. He touched his nose and looked at Lao Du, who followed him. The latter was a poker face that remained unchanged for ten thousand years. His eyes swept across the entire military camp. This camp is not too small. Although the fog is overcast, Chen Senran can already calculate that at least 5,000 soldiers are stationed here.
Being able to station 5,000 troops in such a place with harsh conditions and strange environment for a long time shows that Demassia still has great strength to dominate the mainland even if it loses its imperial glory in the past.
This is good news for Chen Senran, who suddenly feels that if he cries for help now, it may not be as bad as he imagined.
To inform the guards that they quickly ran out of the big tent and gave a very respectful salute to calcas. The sound of demasia beating his chest and beating his armor was far away in the thick fog.
"General Kalge, please go in for a chat." The soldier paused and was not afraid to forget to leave Chen Senran. He nodded slightly at Chen Senran. "Mr. Chen Senran, you also go."
There is nothing wrong with treating this guy differently in front of him, but he can’t help touching his nose for the general’s attitude.
It seems that the person sitting inside is not too stupid. He believed calcas immediately, and he should still have strong doubts.
The soldier lifted the tent and motioned for them to enter calcas, but when they were about to enter the tent, they stopped. Chen Senran, who was close to him, whispered, "Actually, Mr. Chen Senran, I didn’t mean any harm."
At first glance, I heard this sentence. Chen Senran looked at most of them entering the tent. calcas’s back frowned.
What do you mean, I mean no harm …
Lie to the ghost … But calcas is a ghost.
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Sitting at the head of Zhongjun’s tent is a middle-aged man with a strong demasia style goatee. His face is square, and even if he looks at you like that, he is not angry and arrogant. He is obviously possessed in a yellow armor engraved with delicate lines.
A quarter of an hour ago, the man who called himself Murphy Light Shield asked Chen Senran and calcas to sit down.
Then the man just crossed his hands and looked at the people on both sides of the seat without saying a word.
The whole atmosphere of the tent is a little stagnant. Murphy seems to be very patient. He seems to be waiting for someone to stop talking first.
Chen Senran glanced out of the corner of his eye at Xiao Anne’s hair, which was playing with her arms. What did this guy find?
More importantly, his surname is Guangdun, which means that he is a Demassian royal, and a Demassian royal obviously knows a lot about Demassian people …
So this Murphy guy should have seen through that calcas is a fake …
"Do you know?" Just when Chen Senran was not sure what medicine Murphy was selling in the gourd, he spoke in a low and steady voice. "When two people are fighting, the swords hit each other and saw each other. Whoever can’t hold his breath first will die, Mr. calcas. I admire your patience."
He actually said Mr. calcas.
Well, Chen Senran tugged at the corners of his mouth for a long time. The other party actually knew the truth. He couldn’t help looking across the street to see calcas’s reaction.
I don’t know if this old monster will have the impulse to rush and strangle him when he sees that he is carefully planned and difficult to blend in.
"I’m flattered, General Murphy. You’re also amazing. You’ve been fighting with me for more than ten years. People are much better than your previous ones." calcas responded in a flat tone, but there was no trick to be seen through.
"You walked into my Zhongjun tent alone, and all my 5,000 warriors were dead?" Murphy still sat there quietly, with no intention of calling someone in at once to kill this sworn enemy for more than ten years.
"I’m not crazy to come here alone, of course. I want to talk to you … and Mr. Chen Senran about something." calcas raised his finger and pointed to Murphy and pointed to Chen Senran again.
Chen Senran unconsciously narrowed his eyes, which made him connect many things together.
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I want to talk about something with Murphy and Chen Senran.
The only intersection between Chen Senran and Murphy is the northern war in Demassia. From calcas, Chen Senran’s carriage can be intercepted and mixed into his team. From the point of view that calcas’s intelligence is absolutely first-class, there is no doubt that he knows everything and it is easy to infer that calcas is going to talk about the northern affairs, that is, to form an alliance with Demassia and interfere with the northern affairs.
"Your paws are not too long, Mr. calcas," Murphy said flatly, crossing his hands. "What’s worse, do you think I’ll believe you?"
"Of course not. If we meet at ordinary times, it’s definitely a time when one person dies." calcas doesn’t mind Murphy’s attitude of being thousands of miles away. "That’s why I spent so much time meeting you in this way."
"Actually, it’s no different. I asked you to say your last words at one o’clock." Murphy lowered his eyelids and said slowly, "It’s almost time now."
"No, no, no … almost because Mr. Chen Senran is here." calcas laughed and shook his finger wrapped in thick gloves. "Mr. Chen Senran is right?"
Murphy glanced at Chen Senran doubtfully and said, "Mr. Chen Senran, you … Galen Pavilion said to let you go to the North smoothly." He paused in the middle of his speech. Chen Senran wanted to get each other’s feet and wanted to say that you wouldn’t be ungrateful to reach any agreement with calcas, right?
But obviously Galen has a big face. Murphy said it was subtle
"You know, I’ve been coerced all the way, so how can I have a good talk with Mr. calcas?" Chen Senran touched his nose and said naively that this sentence was to clarify himself, but at the same time, it also left calcas a way out. He actually guessed something vaguely.
"Don’t be so ugly. In fact, we get along very well, don’t we?" Calcas laughed, and the laugh was so harsh that it seemed to come from the chest directly through the bone. "I told you a story."
He got to the story. Even if calcas didn’t tell the story, Chen Senran had already understood his meaning. The old guy kept hinting that he had a problem all the way, led himself in the direction he wanted, and then told himself a story, hinting that he was calcas, warning him not to think about running away and leading the way. Secondly, he really wanted to tell a story …
"Yes, he told me a story, Murphy Pavilion." Chen Senran smiled and answered calcas’s words, which was consistent with his guess. calcas wanted to be a tube. He wanted to pass him the information in the story himself, including that he was a Demacian. He was cursed and loved Elena deeply … and always told Murphy that he was not malicious.
Even though Murphy just sat there.