Cambida thought silently: After all, the White Blade Guards are the king's personal guards and are responsible for the personal safety of King Exeter...

"Do you know what this reminds me of?" Kaslan interrupted his thoughts.

Cambida politely curved his lips and smiled.

The old man looked at him coldly.

"Queso Lombard was asked by the empire to convince his hometown people to cooperate with the empire, pay taxes obediently, and stop resisting."

"If I say no, will that boy Charmaine also exile me to the Reconstruction Tower?"

Cambida frowned.

"Just go back and tell my nephew:" Kaslan said slowly, but firmly:

"Fuck Rumba."

"Okay," Cambida sighed and shook his head without surprise: "Then at least you should be able to do the second favor."

Kaslan snorted coldly: "You always care about interests, right?"

"This time," Cambida narrowed his eyes: "It has something to do with that prince."

Kaslan put away a few cups again and ignored the Viscount.

"There are people in Exeter who want to assassinate the prince - whether it is to frame the Grand Duke or to disrupt the situation," Cambida said with a dark face: "They even used the officers lurking in our magic gun unit

spy."

"You know I hate these dirty politics the most," Kaslan raised his head and said bluntly: "I don't want to know anything..."

"The next thing is related to you," Cambida interrupted him in a deep voice: "The Grand Duke sent a letter yesterday. We found clues about the officer and spy in the black market, but it was intercepted halfway."

"What does it have to do with me?" Kaslan said rudely.

"Those who cut off the clues halfway used the sword style of the Tower of Ending, and used an unusual power of ending!" Cambida whispered, as if telling a secret: "And they are definitely not

People from the Tower of the End.”

Kaslan was stunned.

"Go on," the old man said solemnly: "What kind of ending power?"

"I know you will care..." Cambida said sharply: "It's the kind of crazy and out-of-control power of termination that you mentioned a long time ago... I remember that you are still working for the Tower of the End?"

"Just to return a favor to Shao," Kaslan's eyes showed nostalgia: "After all, how many years have I graduated..."

But then he looked at Cambida seriously: "What else?"

"Our super-level terminator swordsman, Chloe - remember, he is the daughter of your comrade, that strong little girl - was seriously injured in their hands and almost lost his life."

"She was the only one who escaped."

Kaslan clenched his hands.

"The clues we are pursuing are broken, and the only clues left are those strange powers of termination..." Cambida said sincerely: "We need your help... even if it is for the Tower of the End, not for Rumba.

"

"The person who is as famous as Shao of the Gray Sword Guard, the pride of the Tower of the End, the pride of the White Blade Guard - Kaslan Lumba, the Earthshaker."

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The Tower of the End and the lounge of the House of Heritage a few days later.

"What we can be sure of is that the Sword of Disaster does not have a complete inheritance of military swordsmanship in the North." One of the inheritors of the Extreme Realm, Jedi Tafner, sat on the table and said to his students: "Even if it becomes outdated again,

, after all, it is a set of swordsmanship carefully developed by countless swordsmen and mages... and the House of Heritage has the most complete security system."

"We can start from here..."

"Okay, okay...just keep looking for books here, Jedi."

A tired-looking Cohen Karabyan leaned against the table, knocked on the table leg, and rubbed his red eyes: "Anyway, I can't stand it anymore - but I will remember this good time and sneak around with the teacher every night.

The day of entering the library of truth..."

Jedi's face suddenly darkened.

"Are you giving up?" His teacher said unhappily: "The pursuit of the Sword of Disaster?"

"I'm not giving up," the blond vigilance officer Cohen said angrily, "but do you know how many books there are in the library of truth?"

"Then, I just received a letter from a beautiful woman yesterday..." Cohen ignored Jedi's bad expression and yawned: "I have to return the favor."

Yara.

Is this her name?

Cohen touched the letter in his arms and smiled.

That cool girl with double swords.

However, at this moment, a stern and cold old voice came from behind the master and disciple.

"Jedy Taffner."

"Cohen Karabyan."

Jedi and Cohen both trembled!

"Plop!" Jedi jumped off the table in embarrassment and accidentally fell to the ground.

"Boom!" Cohen jumped up from the ground nervously and hit the table with his head.

The two of them were in a hurry, one was rubbing his knees and his face was contorted, the other was rubbing his scalp and grinning.

They stood up with difficulty, tried their best to stand up straight, showed the most obedient and friendly smiles, and looked at the gray-haired old man from the Far East with a sword hanging from his waist and a cold face who appeared at an unknown time.

"Ah! Shao! When did you come back? They all said that you went to the Blade Valley for inspection..." This is the inheritor of the Tower of the End, Jedi Tafner, raising his hands and bowing with a smile on his face.

"Master Shao! Master Shao! Oops, I plan to be the first to visit you when I come back this time, and I also brought you Xingchen's specialties..." This is the Star Kingdom's security officer and city defense captain rubbing his hands with a flattering look on his face.

,Cohen Karabyan.

But the gray-haired old man Shao ignored their smiles.

"The table in the lounge is not for dancing." Shao stared at Jedi with a flattering expression, and his cold voice made Jedi's smile become more embarrassing: "Inheritors must set a good example!"

"Of course, of course." Jedi Tafner nodded humbly and sincerely.

Then, he turned to Cohen, his iron-stern face frightened the latter: "Since there are chairs, don't sit on the ground."

"Well, yes, yes." Cohen listened to the instruction seriously.

The two of them smiled and nodded repeatedly, as respectfully as they wanted.

Just kidding, this is the tower owner of the Tower of the End - Gray Sword Guard!

The lightest punishment he gave his students was to stand on one hand for ten hours!

And the crimes that deserve the lightest punishment - for example: walking with too many steps and poor manners!

The Gray Sword Guard stared at them coldly.

Jedi and Cohen stood straighter than the other.

Fortunately, Shao just snorted in the end and said nothing more.

The two secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Until Shao said the next sentence.

"I heard," Shao said slowly, "You have broken into the Library of Truth in the past few days - many times?"

Jedi and Cohen were petrified in place at the same time.

"Well... listen to my explanation," Jedi smiled awkwardly: "Well... you happened to be away, and Cohen found some clues about the 'Sword of Disaster', so..."

"This is for the Tower of the End, for the 'Purge'," Cohen used the wording he learned in the security hall, and patted his chest righteously: "We are fighting for the 'Sword of Disaster'..."

But Shao's serious and deep voice rose slowly, interrupting them.

"Very good." Gray Sword Guard looked serious: "Koen Karabiyan."

Cohen suddenly raised his chest and raised his head solemnly, and stood up straight.

"You go to Exeter immediately," Shao said slowly, "There is an old friend named Kaslan who needs help."

"Ah? Kaslan?" This was Jedi. He looked at Shao in surprise: "You mean that drunken Northland uncle who used his sword as an axe?"

Shao turned to him, his cold eyes forcing Jedi to remain silent.

"But..." Cohen rubbed his head awkwardly: "I have to go back to Xingchen to do a favor for my friend first..."

"Cloë Xi, remember, you were at the same time," Shao said solemnly: "She was injured in the hands of the Sword of Disaster... It is very likely that she will never be able to use the sword again in this life."

Cohen raised his head, looking stunned.

Croash...

In his eyes appeared a round-headed Northern girl standing in the scorching sun, holding a sword and gritting her teeth.

And her white teeth.
To be continued...