The Helms' men have already drawn their knives and notched their arrows.
They are certain that Luna and her remnants are hiding in the Elf Kingdom, so, after attending the Pharaoh King's birthday feast, are you set to embark on solving her?"
"What else?"
Murphy sniffed the aroma of the dish in the pot, and he said softly:
"If it weren't for hunting down a precious vampire heart, why else would I have orchestrated such a grand spectacle to sever support between dusk? That organization has many heads, and we're about to cut off the first one.
After that, my dear Triss, you can enjoy a peaceful life with me, then walk towards eternity in the tranquility of midnight..."
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"127 helmets, rush delivery, not one more, not one less."
Hours later, in the workgroup's area, Loyal Brother looked at the game helmets in front of him, packed into different delivery boxes by name and identity, and nodded before making a call to Old Qin.
