Even for keeping a secret, blocking Naden is much easier than destroying stars that have not reached the final stage. At least as far as Terry knows, there is nothing that can accelerate the destruction of a star so far.

The technology of the process... is too dangerous and difficult to control. If the star did not turn into a red giant but exploded violently, or eventually turned into a black hole, let alone Naden, even Jialai himself would not be able to escape.

How could he not take his life to take risks even though he had other choices?

The actions of the Naden people seemed to him to be wrong. Naden stars are their own planet, and no one knows it better than them...especially when they have special powers. In this case, they

It's really unreasonable that he doesn't even have a way to save himself.

At least, send a few people, or send some news to let people from other planets know what happened to Naden, right? At that time, there were also many Naden people on other planets... under public opinion

Even in Old Britann, a prince would never dare to do so arbitrary.

"At this time, no evidence is needed anymore, and most people will believe that this is really made by the old empire." Arsey said softly.

"He was talking about 'we'." But Bertram was concerned with another question, "Wait a little longer. I think new news will come out in less than two days."

"Who is it that spread?" Is asked, "Is there any news over Maga?"

He didn't believe it was a coincidence. But in terms of information tracking, their technology really needs to be honed.

Bertram bit his pipe and showed an intriguing smile.

"Maga said he couldn't find it," he said.

It sounds like Maga hasn't found the person behind the scenes. But after dealing with this period of time, Is has a little understanding of the fat old man's character - he will certainly be impatient when he gets something.

Come to seek credit, brag yourself, and he will curse when there is no gain, despise the other party's cunning, and then promise... Especially to promise Arsey that as long as he gives him a little more time, he can solve the problem,

The little bug hidden behind the silk thread was caught accurately.

And, he would never admit "I can't find it".

The old man once said shamelessly that he is the only one in this star field who can make trouble on the star network without leaving any trace. No one can find it.

At this time, his overly simple reply is enough to prove something.

"The Manning Empire is also tracking, but most of the truly useful news released online cannot find the source." Bertram added.

There is nothing to doubt anymore.

"…The news released by Maga." Is reached out and pressed off the light curtain, "Where is that stupid fish?"

.

Weit is chasing the fugitive.

He is not a particularly dangerous prisoner, but a thief who is too slippery to lose. The official is too lazy to spend manpower to pursue him. Even the ones who pay for the job are stolen.

The little thief is well versed in various places where there are so many people that they are dying. If you are not careful, you will disappear. Weit has chased him and ran through three planets, and he is always missing.

A little bit of it can capture people when the effort fails.

For example, at this moment, he had clearly locked the target with his vulgar temperament that the other party could not change, but the guy disappeared in a narrow alley turning in a curved manner.

Weit's heart tightened and he had a premonition of failure again. After all, the little thief was truly "small" - his race was born short and thin, and he could get out of it if he found a crack, but he couldn't do it!

However, when he chased after him, he could only hear a thin scream. The small figure of the target drew a smooth arc in the air and smashed him towards him.

He subconsciously raised his hand and hugged the thief steadily like a child.

The little thief looked at him, then looked at the figure slowly coming from the alley, and immediately turned his eyes and fainted.

The person who walked over was a Brittan, with a completely unfamiliar face, but when he raised his eyes, he gave Weit an extremely familiar feeling.

A ray of sunshine falling in this alley shines strange pieces of gold in the man's black pupils, which is indescribable mystery and brilliance.

Weitt cracked his mouth and smiled as if he saw a large piece of walking beryllium crystal.

"Thank you!" He happily slammed the "gift" in his arms: "Please have a drink?"

.

Is is not interested in wine, but the planet's big, fly-free bird roasted with fruit wood, has a unique flavor. When he tastes delicious food one by one in a dirty little restaurant, Wei

Just opposite him, Te talked about his recent "wonderful adventures", and one of them supported the whole scene.

"I didn't react at all at that time," he said. "You know, the guild headquarters is probably the safest place in the world for me! And I grew up there, every corner of it can be

I know how thick the dust is! I didn't expect there would be a trap outside the door of the information room! So I fell down... But! I calmed down in the air! I turned over and landed steadily on my head

The floor closed silently and pulled out its weapon! At this moment, the light flashed and it was bright in an instant. Someone stood motionless and less than five steps away from me! - Who are you guessing that?"

"Maga." Is answered without raising his head, and placed the clean bones neatly on the plate.

There are not many bounty hunters he knows in total, so what else can I guess?

Weit was silent.

Is it so easy to guess? He was shocked at that time!

Maga rarely runs to guilds unless he is called to help because of his special skills. So he is not very familiar with Maga, but he still has some understanding.

Slick, lazy, likes to talk big, and as long as you earn enough money, you will never move. In addition to being a little persistent in the field you are best at, he doesn't care much about most things, nor does he seem to have it.

What a secret person.

When he appears in a place where he shouldn't appear at a time when he shouldn't appear, the weird feeling is simply indescribable. Especially when he stretches out one hand, hooks his fingers, and says "bring it" to him

.

He seemed to know everything.

Weitt wanted to struggle for a while at that time, and calmly said: "I don't know what you are talking about..."

Ma Jia laughed, as if he had just moved his fingers, the buckle on his belt opened with a snap, and happily crawled out of the small, insect-like metal piece, swinging proudly at him.

Waving the claws.

Weiter stared at it for a long time, feeling unbelievable - it was one of his escape gadgets, and he bought it himself, he didn't remember that it could grow claws...if it was replaced?

How come he didn't notice it at all?!

Is there something wrong with the store where he bought it?

He was creepy, and a bunch of conspiracies emerged in his mind in an instant, suspecting that the fat old man had been monitoring everyone in the guild, with the goal of secretly eroding it and finally mastering it completely...

"...You're thinking too much, too," said Is.

Weit smiled embarrassedly.

"That thing," he said, "he said I installed it for me after I came back from the Unicorn, just in case, because there will be a lot of people staring at me... because you are not easy to deal with

, And I am the best one among those close to you!”

Is glanced at him, feeling complicated - why do you look quite proud?

Weit leaned forward and lowered his voice mysteriously: "This gadget is amazing! He knows everything about me, and can also make all the enemy's equipment fail when necessary! That's the range

A little small..."

He paused, pressing his voice even less: "Do you think he can hear it now?"

Have you used your magical magic to put us in an invisible bubble?

"I guess that little thing can still make your stomach look up when you say something you shouldn't say." Is sneered.

Weit's face froze: "...really?"

Is does not want to answer this question at all.

"Maga," he raised his voice a little, "tell him."

Weit was shocked, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up. But no one appeared silently behind him, only the hidden button on his waist opened with a snap, and the little mechanical insect crawled rustling.

He came out, raised his paw obediently and greeted him, then performed a performance that he died immediately on the spot, and died into an ordinary piece of metal, which accurately fell back into the secret button.

That probably means that he will not eavesdrop on it anymore.

"Say whatever you want," said Is. "What he told you at that time was probably what he planned to tell us."

Bounty Hunter Guild, in this case, will never be enemies of the Unicorn.

Weit breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help but restrain himself a lot.

"So," he asked in a low voice, "you also know that he is No. 601 of the Guild?"

Is frowned slightly and showed a hint of doubt.

"No. 01," Weitt explained, "is the code name of the guild president. The first generation is 101. By Maga, it is already the sixth generation, so it is 601."

"…he?" Is really couldn't believe it now, "President?"

He thought that everything Maga did was to act obediently, just like Rezzo, and in the end... that sloppy fat old man was actually the leader of the guild?!
Chapter completed!