Above the plane vortex, west of the endless sea.

Capital of the Alec Empire.

The night is dark, the lights are bright, the streets are empty...

"when"

A thick and long knife mark was scratched, and the sound of metal and stone fighting sounded.

Alan Sid, who was surrounded, tried hard to block the knife strike with his sword.

"Tsk tsk, he's almost out of reach."

The Poison Knight was still standing on the eaves, looking at Alan Sid's increasingly weak state, a little excited.

This Allen Sid, who confronts the Machete Knight, is currently the second most wanted criminal in the Empire, and the first wanted criminal is the former imperial prince Romney.

As the first-ranked capable general under Romney, the former Ninth Knight and the first Imperial Secret Service director Alan Sid, the current Secret Service most wanted to arrest.

The Secret Service has only been established for ten years, and four directors have been replaced in a row. The first three directors are all Romney's men, so they are ranked in the rankings. Allen Sid, Gao Shu, and Kohler are all on the list of arrests for every secret service personnel of the Imperial Secret Service.

If it weren't for the large-scale arrest, which was not conducive to the internal public opinion environment, the Imperial Secret Service might have issued a wanted order for traitors and issued a high reward to arrest Romney and others.

Now on the birthday of God, the big fish Alan Sid can be found among thousands of people. It is undoubtedly a happy event for the newly appointed Machete Knight and Poison Knight.

As long as Alan Sid is taken down, not to mention the collapse of the revolutionary army established under the banner of Romney, it will at least be severely damaged.

Because of this desire to severely destroy the revolutionary army, the Poison Knight looked at the machete knight's chopping and had some cunning thoughts. Without such thoughts, the Poison Knight quietly took out a treasured sub-sacred poison material and the poison dragon's tail sting.

The night wind blew, and the poisonous knight put away his cigarette pole and slowly took out a gala.

The quiver is not big, just the thickness of a thumb, ten centimeters long. However, although the quiver is small, it is densely covered with magic inscriptions. It is obviously a magic weapon strengthened by multiple magic runes.

There was no way the Poison Knight would deal with the Poison Dragon's tail stings. He just gently put the tail stings in and then aimed them at Allen Sid.

"Su"

With a gentle blow, the sharp tail thorn carried an unseen sharp edge and shot towards Alan Sid in a fixed point.

"Squeeze"

Very mild, the poisonous stinger shot Alan Sid's arm. The wound was not big and there was not much blood.

But Alan Sid, who was fighting with the Machete Knight, suddenly felt weak under his feet, his fighting spirit suddenly stopped, and his heart even hopped for half a beat.

"Puchi"

It was just that flawless, the machete knight who was also on the level of the Great Knight hit Allen Sid's shoulder with one move.

The wound was slashed horizontally, almost shattering the shoulder blades. If it weren't for Alan Sid's sword, the attack of this slashing would have directly slashed him in half.

"Hahahahahaha, I don't think you are so good!"

"I'm not as good as a mercenary as a mercenary when I return the ninth knight of the empire."

The machete knight had scars on his face. He was of medium size and waved a machete twice as big as himself with his strong arms. At this time, he saw Alan Sid almost becoming a dead soul. He had been engaged in mercenary missions for many years and had completely forgotten his previous requirements for hiding his identity and started to speak without any hesitation.

"Mercenary?"

Alan Sid was severely injured and was poisoned. But he was not desperate as expected. Instead, he seemed to have caught some key information, and his eyes lit up.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, anyway, you can't escape today."

"I am Omika, who was specially recruited by the Empire as the fourth Secret Service Director. She used to be a mercenary in the Western Continent and led a corps of thousands of people."

"The locals call it a executioner, which means that I like to cut off other people's heads the most."

Machete Knight Omeka looked like she was sure to win, but she did not continue to press the knife. Instead, she pulled the knife back with force, allowing Alan Sid to pant and kneel in front of her half.

“Omeka.”

"No wonder, I've never heard of you."

"It turned out to be from the Western Continent."

Alan Sid looked up at Omeka in front of him, carrying a huge machete that was nearly three meters long and nearly one meter eight wide, silently complaining about the machete in his heart.

This is not a machete, it is clearly a kitchen knife that has been enlarged by a hundred times...

A little distracted, but Alan Sid still accurately grasped more information about the new director.

Before Omikado in front of him said anything, Alan Sid suddenly grinned and was very happy.

"Silly?"

Omeka saw Alan Sid smirking in a desperate situation and was a little confused.

"I'm afraid I'm really stupid."

At this time, the Poison Knight leaned over without saying anything, but his eyes revealed a kind of downward look.

"I'll know if I'm stupid or not, I'll see you later."

"Thank you for your new news, I will use this news to deal with you."

Alan Sid continued to smile, and then suddenly his head tilted and he died on the spot.

"Self-killing?"

"Hold poison in your mouth?"

The two directors and deputy directors who were sure to win were suddenly shocked by the death of Allen Sid. They couldn't believe that Allen Sid, who was hung in his ears every day to focus on capturing, committed suicide like this?

Somewhat could not believe it, the Poison Knight rushed forward in a few steps and checked it in person.

This check will show that it is different.

"Oh no, this isn't Allen Sid."

The Poison Knight groped for a while tore Alan Sid's face, and tore off a thin piece of skin as thin as paper from a gap that was almost invisible.

The face was torn off, but what was revealed was another former third Secret Service director, Kohler, who was famous on the wanted list.

"Is this Kohler?"

Omeka casually inserted the machete to the ground and approached. With just a glance, he recognized who the man pretended to be Ellen Sid was.

Kohler, one of Romney's three secret service leaders.

"I have something bad to tell you."

Just as the two of them were checking the body of the fake Allen Sid, a great magician approached.

"explain."

There was a vague premonition. The Poison Knight turned his head coldly, spit out a word from his mouth, and then stopped talking.

Omika said nothing, but just surrounded her arms and faced her sideways, waiting for the great magician's response.

"The other imperial capital branches of the Secret Service have just heard news that they have captured the traitor Kohler and asked us to verify our identity."

"There are 67 people who have been captured in total."

The great magician could feel the chill of the two positive and negative directors, but he was not under the control of these two. He was a temporary member of the Imperial Capital Magician Corps, which was semi-independent from the Secret Service.

"What?!"

"Sixty-seven? Why don't there be one hundred and eight?!"

"I, I'll do it!!"

Omika didn't expect such news, and she was so angry that she was smoking in her forehead. She was angry and cursed, and she didn't go to kill the great magician. She just turned around and kicked the knife in anger, kicking her machete out, slashing three or four houses all the way before she stopped.

"Then, are these Kohlers all scapegoats?"

The cold air in the eyes of the poisonous knight almost condensed into substance. The great magician who was not afraid of Omeka, felt a little trembling when he saw such a pair of poisonous snake-like eyes again.

"Should, it should be."

"Nothing is wrong, I'll leave first."

As if he was staring at the evil poison, the great magician said something confirmation in a bit confusingly, then applied oil to the soles of his feet, left the words of farewell, and flew away.
Chapter completed!