It is not easy to catch Baliard, who can use shadow magic to hide his figure. There is no tracker set on Baliard and no extraordinary person has witnessed Baliard's appearance. How can a group of mortals catch Baliard?

Yad?

"So many people? What happened?"

Balliard and Longshe, who had slipped out, were currently on the second floor of another inn, paying attention to the previous guest, pretending not to know - in fact, Balliard really didn't know why so many people were attracted.

He just said that the country will be subjugated or tomorrow, and it is not promoting any ideas. The meaning of the words is more to reveal that the empire is currently in crisis, but there are so many people coming to arrest him.

"There is another brainless scholar who talks about such things in public. Over the years, anyone who dares to say such things as treacherous and sycophantic has ended badly.

With so many people dispatched, I'm afraid it's more than just 'harming the country'. I really don't know which disciple is so bold, don't you know how to protect yourself?"

The person sitting at the table next to Balliard answered smoothly. Balliard was sitting in this position just because he wanted to get some information out of this guy.

“How can one protect oneself wisely?”

Balliard suddenly realized that it was estimated that in recent years, so-called elite celebrities had been facing tit-for-tat with traitors, which made traitors impatient. Anyone who made false statements that would harm the country and destroy it would be caught and chopped.

"Everyone is mortal, and no one can escape it."

This man looks extremely young, less than twenty years old, and his clothes are worth a lot of money. The wine glass in his hand is as exquisite as a work of art. He must be someone who lives in this inn and can use these things.

If a man is not an official or a prince, he is a young man who has achieved his ambition.

"oh--"

No one can escape. Everyone here is specifically referring to traitors. They don’t have long to live. That’s right. If it’s not about to die soon, why hunt down Jiang Miao to find the jade sword?

"Aren't you afraid that your words will lead to death?"

"A risk of death? Me? How can I be in danger of death when they still need me?"

The man was leaning against the table, holding the wine bottle high in one hand, while the other hand was playing with the wine glass that looked like a work of art, as if it would not hurt even if it fell to the ground and broke.

"……excuse me."

Balliard stood up immediately, but before he could take a step forward, his body stopped involuntarily and was locked by his will... Is this place so dangerous?

"Sit down and talk, Qingliu. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."

As he spoke, the wine glass in this man's hand was thrown up and then dropped, repeatedly.

"May I ask what your orders are?"

Extraordinary? Balliard can guarantee that he has not felt the aura of an extraordinary, but locking his will is the unique power of an extraordinary. Moreover, this person is also a treacherous accomplice, so I am afraid he will not be able to do good.

"...Should I praise you for being informal, or should I say that you are just showing off? You talk about being a traitor in court, but if you bow in front of a traitor, if I hadn't noticed you a long time ago,

I really can’t connect you with Qingliu.”

The treacherous comrade stood up and walked past Balliard.

"Follow me."

Balliard and Longshe followed the man into the basement of the inn and entered a secret passage.

"...Your Excellency, are you not really working for the traitor?"

It was precisely because of this speculation that Balliard was willing to follow him. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to capture him and Longshe directly and give them to the guards or directly hand them over to the traitors?

Now, there is such a secret passage under the ground of an unknown inn. Could this man be Qingliu's undercover agent hiding next to the traitor?

"I am my own faction in the court, and I am only loyal to Your Majesty. I will not interfere in the fight between the traitors and Qingliu without Your Majesty's permission."

The man was honest. A faction of its own would naturally have its own strength. Otherwise, neither the treacherous nor the innocent would be able to tolerate a neutral faction sitting on the fence. The strong would naturally not need to scheming.

"What brings me here?"

Neutral? Neutral are all madmen, okay? Balliard suddenly became nervous. The struggle between the three giants of Shadow Island, Karthus and Mordekaiser was the most intense. Karl's purpose was to return everyone to the embrace of the undead.

And Mordekaiser wants everyone to become the subjects of his underworld.

Thresh is a neutral faction and will not interfere with either side, but both Karsus and Mordekaiser are

I will not play with the soul crazily, and play with other people's souls until only the residue is left.

Putting aside the power of Shadow Island and looking at the entire Runeterra, the typical neutral figure is undoubtedly Ryze, but no one knows how many world lines this old madman has ruined.

In Balliard's eyes, neutrality does not mean not to interfere with or ignore both sides, but to kill both sides when necessary. If the strength is insufficient, who cares? It's what we have to do anyway.

"Let's talk about it when we get there. It's not safe here."

"It's not safe? It's nearly a hundred meters underground. Is it still unsafe?"

Balliard was a little surprised. On the one hand, he was surprised by the ability of the neutralist in front of him to dig tunnels. On the other hand, he was surprised by the intelligence system of the traitor or Qingliu.

"The danger does not come from the clear currents or treacherous people on the surface, but from under our feet."

"Underfoot?"

Balliard knelt down and reached out to touch the ground. It was smooth, flat, and had a different kind of coldness, and even a hint of warmth.

"...Isn't this soil? It feels like glass but is much harder than glass. Is it a special material?"

"Well, the perfect ice dug out from the ground of Freljord is covered with a layer of perfect ice under your feet and even around this tunnel. Perfect ice is an extremely cold thing, you know what I mean."

"Then hurry up and leave!"

The temperature in the tunnel made of pure ice is the same as that on the surface. Doesn't that explain what is outside the tunnel? Balliard doesn't want to fall into something like that, and even the plate armor on his body might be burned off.

"It's quite smart, but it's not good to walk too fast. This passage has existed for twenty years. I don't know how much ice power is left in Zhenbing. Maybe it will break if you step a little harder.

"

"……you……"

He was indeed a lunatic. Although Balliard could not tell that this guy was a transcendent, he knew that the other person must not have an immortal body like him. How could he "jump" like this in a weak mortal body?

"Aren't you afraid that you will die here one day?"

"If it really happens, it will be a wonderful show."
Chapter completed!