v3 Chapter 181： Red war

Inside the secret door compartment of the bar.

Adele looked at the chart spread out on the table with a calm face.

Kixiu writes and writes against a large stack of materials, while Yuval carefully transcribes beside him, seeming to be writing a large number of reports.

Only Kross was lying on her back on the soft bench next to her, humming some faintly tuned little tunes boredly to pass the time.

"Kishiu, Yuval, after this report is finished, I will immediately send it back to the Holy See."

The sword-bearer lady looked at the sea chart and turned her face to the side to preach.

Kisho and Yuval both nodded.

The activities of the cultists on the Storm Islands did not encounter much resistance after investigating and clearing them all the way, but the priests always felt something was wrong.

Judging from the current state of affairs investigation, investigating and dealing with cult activities here is nothing.

It is worthy of attention, and timely feedback on the "suspected key incidents" of the Holy See.

In the past, such incidents had to be handled by the most elite priesthood team in the Holy See.

Of course, Adele team itself is the elite of the Holy See.

This all caught up.

"I will fix it for one day tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, we will go to the Davy Pirate Group to check the vicinity of the island." Miss Swordbearer ordered again.

This time, the remaining three priests all responded.

The cult leader Van der and Lumen who were killed are roughly equivalent to the old cult silver lizard who died in the hands of Don.

And similar cult leader, when Adele team was in Rhine Town, they were asked to deal with a dozen or so in one go.

Therefore, what is happening here in the Storm Islands, although a bit weird, is far from beyond the scope of the business capabilities of Adele and others.

While reporting the situation here to the Holy See truthfully, it is enough to keep an eye on the matter and continue to investigate and resolve the incident.

Wait until Miss Swordbearer finishes the task concisely.

squeak —

The secret door was opened, making a slight rubbing sound.

Then, Argo, who was chubby, squeezed into the room.

The priests saw that this informant with murloc blood came in. They didn't respond much. They just raised their heads and glanced up slightly. Then they continued to be silent in silence. The ones who gave the report continued to give the report, lying on the soft chair and humming. Continue to hum the small song...

No one took the initiative to talk to Argo.

Anyway, if he has something, he will speak for himself.

The blue-haired informant did not take the initiative to speak. At this time, another person walked in from outside the secret door that had not been completely closed.

The man has a tall figure, black hair and black eyes, and after scanning the four people in the room, he smiled.

"Don!"

Cross was the first to react, "Huo" jumped up from the soft chair with a sound, stepped forward in threes or twos, and swooped forward to give Donne a warm meeting and hug.

is also due to the priest's sister who is not wearing heavy armor at this time.

Otherwise, for such a rushing meeting ceremony, Donne may have to use a defensive skill to endure it.

Except for Clos, the remaining Adele and others also stopped what they were doing, and each stepped forward to express their condolences.

Dorn’s colleague Argo received such a big difference on the priest's side.

...

In the room behind the secret door.

After Argo, the informant, returned to the lobby of the tavern after he finished taking the road.

Dorn sat at the big round table, chatting with the priests.

is basically after Yuval’s detailed and objective description, and Kloss’s from time to time adding oil and vinegar, artistic processing.

He roughly understood what happened to the priests in Port Malo during the time he was clearing the [Minotaur Labyrinth].

"I understand, what do you mean is that the Apocalyptic Order that has been eradicated on the Storm Islands is ready to move again?" Donn touched his chin, "By the way, if you tell me all the information you have collected, really Is it okay?"

The priests are gathered together, sharing the Cretan bull beef jerky given by Don.

"It's okay, it's okay. The suppression of cult activities here has not been classified as a strictly confidential matter. As long as you don't tell you the identity of the hidden informants, the problem is not big."

Cross waved her left hand indifferently, while her right hand was still unceasingly stuffing the stored version of Dengying beef jerky into her mouth:

"Sizzle—it's delicious! This jerky looks dry, but it tastes unexpectedly delicious! It's just a bit spicy... Don, give me a glass of water!"

Dorn:...

Donne reluctantly handed a glass of ice water to Kloss, then he thought about something, and said seriously:

"Speaking of which, when you go to the island where the David pirates are stronghold the day after tomorrow, do you need help? Multiple people can do more. Anyway, before returning to Silver Shield Port, I am idle and idle."

This kind of team invitation, Dorn seemed to have said something similar when he met the priests for the first time.

However, that time was to get a copy of the car, which was profitable.

And this time the purpose is purely many-if your friends need it, try to help them.

The priests who were holding or chewing beef jerky stopped and looked up at Don. UU reading

The four people were almost still for two seconds.

To talk about Donne’s advanced strength, he had already demonstrated it when he encountered Nightmare Seashell on the Anne.

Everyone present knows that if Donn goes to the stronghold of David's pirates, it will become a big foreign aid force.

Adele:...

Kisho: "Hey, those cultists are not our opponents. You don't need to worry about it. Just stay in Marlow and wait for the news of our victory."

Cross: "Emma-hhhhh, I think Donne is right. One more person can do more, and it's not the first time he accompanies us to fight cultists."

Only Yuval seemed to think a little bit more, and he hesitated for a while before speaking: "Mr. Donne, you have a strong ability to manipulate dreams, maybe..."

The squinting priest said that, putting all the beef jerky in his hand into his mouth, and then quickly wiped his fingers clean again, and searched for it from the pile of materials on the big table.

Finally, he took a note with poor paper quality and scribbled handwriting on a prominent place on the desktop.

Dorn glanced at it, and the note said—

There are only a few words like these, but there are none below.

However, it is worth noting that most of the several small islands around the western part of the so-called Storm Islands are around the islands of the Davy pirate regiment.

So Dorn asked, "A lot of people have dreams with similar content? What kind of strange dreams?"

Yuval swallowed the dried meat in his mouth: "I took the time to investigate this matter. What those people dreamed about was war. The red war."