There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Closing his eyes and feeling the emotions coming from the painting, Arturo's thoughts seemed to go back to yesterday.

"She's...trapped."

"She didn't realize it until near the end of her life."

"You said those words...as if it were her?"

Glancing sideways at Arturo, Viviana asked curiously.

If this is acting, then it's too good.

"Her deepest emotions resonated with my melody. I entered the depths of her soul and heard her cry for help."

"A cry for help?"

“Yes, everywhere…”

At this point, Arturo's tone suddenly became low, as if he remembered some sad past events, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

This strange expression made Talina look at her again.

According to the information given by Angelica, this guy is a pure villain. Her mother was once attracted by the sound of her piano and died on the battlefield.

But looking at the other person's appearance... maybe there is something behind it?

"Here, many are trapped, trapped in their own inner world, a tower with endless spiraling stairs. They climb in vain, trying to find the exit."

"Mrs. Seaman is like this, your father, Mr. Walter is like this, and even you, Miss Viviana..."

"You... are the same."

.........

"Damn it! Did these two guys have some weird Originium technique applied to their legs? Why are they getting further and further away?"

Looking at the two figures in front of him gradually moving away, Loris couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

Am I too weak, or are those two guys in front of me too strong?

"Captain... no, you should rest for a while. I'll lead the others to chase them."

Looking at his captain's constantly shaking belly, Pim wiped the sweat from his forehead and said speechlessly.

"Alright, alright, you think I'm holding you back, right? You'll be in trouble if you can't catch him!"

Reluctantly accepting the reality that he had gained weight, Loris waved his hand, handed over the command of the team to Pim, and stood there to rest.

Without him as a burden, the gendarmerie's speed increased significantly, and they soon chased the two guys and disappeared at the end of the street.

"Well, sir, dangerous weapons are not allowed on the streets of Leithania. I want you to put away your gun until my little bastards come back."

Glancing sideways at the alley next to him, Loris leaned against the wall with his right hand and spoke.

As he finished speaking, a strange-looking Sakota walked out of the alley.

Looking at the rifle in the other man's hand, Loris' eyes flickered with nostalgia. "Even back in Lateran, I wasn't qualified to wield a rifle. But I can guarantee that the staffs used by the Leithanian military police are just as accurate and powerful as rifles."

"So, I suggest you explain to me what brought a Sakota like you to Trilinterme?"

Sakota stood in front of Loris, removed the bullet from the gun in front of him, and then put the gun into the magazine.

This friendly gesture made Loris feel much more at ease, and he lowered his hand from the staff at his waist.

"Loris Boulding."

"Oh? You recognize me?"

Loris became curious when Sakota revealed his name.

He is not a celebrity, and he is not so narcissistic as to think that everyone should know his name.

There was no sadness or joy in Sakota's eyes. He was like a robot, just mechanically opening his mouth and speaking out the information he knew.

"You are a former Lateran citizen. Twenty-eight years ago, you came to Leithania from Lateran and became a military policeman."

"Twenty-three years ago, the Twin Queens granted you the title of Viscount, and since then you have commanded the gendarmerie of Trilintelme until now."

Sakota told Loris's past like he knew it all, and Loris couldn't help but feel nervous because of this performance.

"Who are you?!"

"Federico Giallo."

PS: Two updates today, I can’t bear it anymore, after stopping melatonin, I feel that the pictures are so strange, I feel like I am crazy

Volume 8: Chapter 19: Where are the people?!

Looking at the Sakota in front of him with a strange expression, Loris had no impression of the other person in his mind at all. He didn't remember knowing such a person in his previous life in Lateran.

"...Haha, I was hoping you would introduce yourself first."

After realizing that the other party's identity was formal and legal, Loris let down his guard.

The Sakota of Lateran have always been known for their seriousness, especially these messengers from all over the world.

Today, Lateran is in an absolutely neutral position and will not take the initiative to stir up trouble outside to undermine their legitimacy.

It's not worth it.

After a rough "self-introduction", Federico immediately got down to business.

"I need your assistance in bringing a wanted criminal from Leithania back to Lateran."

"the wanted?"

What came out of Federico's mouth gave Loris a bad feeling, but before he could stop him, Federico had already said that name.

"Her name is Arturo."

"Hiss... I remember now. You're the... notary executor of the Fifth Chamber of the Lateran Pontifical Court, Mr. Federico. Sorry, the prefix of your signature is always too long, so I can't remember your name."

It was not until Federico said the name he had seen and heard countless times that Loris remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

He was not a messenger of all nations at all, but an executor under Pope Lateran, and the guy who had frequently sent him letters in recent years.

"Our negotiations are international affairs. According to common practice, the signature should be as rigorous and complete as possible."

"Ha...haha, those dozen letters are still there..."

After hearing what the other party said, Loris scratched his head embarrassedly.

He threw all the letters Federico sent him into a corner, and he never even looked at them, let alone read the contents.

After all, this thing looked too much like a harassing letter, and he thought it was someone's prank. But now the real culprit has come to him, and he feels guilty instead.

"Twenty-seven letters, describing my demands in detail."

After accurately stating the number of letters, Federico's eyes showed suspicion: "Did you not read carefully, or even open the letters I sent you?"

Federico's words weren't really a question, but they made Loris sweat profusely.

He had the illusion of being caught being lazy, even though Federico had no such responsibility or idea.

"How...how could that be! Anyway, you came to Leitania in person and wrote so many letters over the years, all to hunt down a wanted criminal, right?"

"She has been active in Leitania for many years, and I have reason to believe she is involved in many of the unique cases that have occurred in Leitania, including several of the cases you are currently handling."

"Tsk... First it was the late Majesty, and now here comes a wanted criminal from Lateran. Things are really getting more and more troublesome..."

Rubbing his forehead with a headache, Loris complained quietly: "I'm almost retired... why am I still involved in these things?"

"Do you need me to reintroduce the suspect to you? You can also obtain the above information by reading any letter I send you."

Seeing that Loris was in trouble, Federico thoughtfully gave a solution.

"No, no, no...Wait a minute, Mr. Executor. As you can see, I'm very busy right now. There's a beautiful lady waiting for me to receive her in the back."

Waving his hands painfully, Loris rejected Federico.

Even though the guy in front of him has a legitimate identity and legal behavior, he just doesn't want to get involved with him.

To put it bluntly, Arturo might be a wanted criminal in Laterán, but in Letania he is a renowned musician.

This is also why he hid it from Viviana.

The more you know, the more dangers you will encounter in the future, not to mention that there are so many things involved behind this.

He is a member of both the remnants of the Witch King and a mysterious organization, and he just wants to retire safely.

"I cannot agree that the identity of the host should not be used as a criterion for determining task priority."

Federico frowned slightly, expressing his confusion.

But Loris, who had already understood the other party's special thinking circuits in the first few letters, gradually adapted and began to keep up with the other party's pace.

"You see, this isn't Lateran. Also, you can no longer casually display your firearms or use other weapons or methods to threaten passersby..."

With a twitch of his eye, Loris saw the two boys being held down by the gendarmerie in the distance, and quickly connected them with Sakota in front of him.

These two unlucky things...

"More than that, you'd better not leave my sight while you're in Trilin Terme."

“I don’t think this is in line with the rules of the process…”

“People make the rules.”

"I would object."

"Then I will arrest you immediately, Mr. Federico."

Taking a step forward to block Federico, Loris waved to the several gendarmes who had rushed back: "Take them back first."

Pim, the leader, nodded. Although he was confused, he obediently followed Loris's orders.

Seeing the people around him leave, Loris spoke again: "As someone who carried a firearm and threatened passersby near a noble's private art gallery, you are the biggest factor affecting the stability of Trilinterme in the eyes of many people."

"Of course, if you choose to listen to me, then from now on you will be an external member of the Military Police. You will act with us. As for what you discover during the operation, it has nothing to do with us."

"how?"

After Loris finished speaking, he looked at Federico.

Federico was silent for a while, then nodded at Loris.

"Follow me, Master Executor."

Seeing Federico's agreement, Loris waved his hand and turned to leave, but then turned back and added, "Put your gun away. Remember, don't shoot unless you have to, or they'll find out about you and me."

"I'm going to go in, and I don't want to be insecure in my old age."

"learn."

Federico nodded and followed Loris "honestly".

Loris was really putting in a lot of effort in giving Federico instructions along the way.

As the Queen's celebration approaches, things are getting more and more complicated...

By the time the two returned to the art museum, the matter was almost over. The two guys who smashed the glass of the museum were squatting on the side with their hands on their heads, while Viviana, who should have been inside, came out with the support of a Liberi.

Viviana's steps were a little unsteady, and it looked like something was wrong.

"Ms. Viviana...you are..."

Realizing something was wrong, Loris hurried forward to show concern.

These are the Queen's personal guards. If anything happens to them, he won't be able to escape.

"It's okay... I had some health issues, old ones, nothing to do with this."

Looking up, Viviana's face looked a little pale, but there was no obvious blood on her body. She looked like she was overworked.

This made Loris feel relieved.

I hope it’s not his fault.

"Who is this..."

After solving Viviana's problem, Loris looked at the Liberi girl beside her.

Another one I haven’t seen before?

The expression on his face was a little ugly. Loris looked at the two people who behaved quite intimately. Even though he didn't know the other party's identity, he could guess that they were not easy to deal with.

Another trouble...

"This is my lover, Mr. Loris. We won't bother you today. We've already understood the situation here. We'll leave first."