"Unknown does not mean evil. I am here and I have the permission of the Governor, so it is not illegal." The blond boy raised his glass again.

"Okay." Yale's expression turned slightly, but his nerves were still tense. He raised his glass and responded: "First time meeting, what's your name?"

"You can call me, Alex, how about you?"

"Just call me Yale, thank you so much for your hospitality, I'll leave first." The knight drank the red wine, leaned over politely, and got up to leave.

"Alice has never signed anyone, and it's a waste of your effort to go." The other party's words pinned him to the spot.

Yale turned his head with difficulty. Behind him, the blond boy stretched out his right hand wearing white gloves, and made a gesture of asking to sit, with a warm smile like a spring breeze:

"If it were me, she might consider it."

The knight immediately sat back stiffly and asked with a straight face, "Why are you helping me?"

"Don't you suspect that I'm lying?" The other party looked a little surprised.

"No." He shook his head and said with a hint of melancholy: "Women are creatures who take the word "judgment by appearance" to the extreme. If you speak, even Alice will probably accept it."

"It's obvious that you had a miserable childhood." Alex's face was full of sympathy.

The blue veins on Yalei's forehead protruded into a "well" shape, and his teeth were rattling: "I didn't grow up like this since I was a child. Also, to tell you the truth, I'm just asking for autographs for my friends, and the price I'm willing to pay is limited."

"Don't get me wrong, helping others is the foundation of happiness, I just follow this spirit." The blond boy still looked sunny, but in Yale's eyes, he looked like a profiteer who tried to kill a customer.

"This will trouble you." The knight felt that he would have nothing to lose if he tried it. Noticing that the opponent's cuff had a cat's-eye-sized green mulberry, he speculated and asked:

"Are you a noble? Although you look strong, but you lack systematic exercise, you are definitely not a knight noble. A parliamentary noble? Or a legendary square noble?"

"A little more powerful than the nobles of the realm." Alex blinked.

"You're bragging!" Yale doesn't believe it. There are many rich people in this country who can afford gems. There are more local tyrants like Amber, but there are not many titles that are more powerful than Fang Jing nobles.

"Believe it or not." The blond boy smiled nonchalantly.

"I don't know you, so of course you say whatever you want, do you dare to make a poisonous oath?"

"Okay, if I brag, someone in this room will die."

"Hey! Your oath is too cunning!" The knight was very dissatisfied with Alex's attitude, but for some reason, he could not be impatient. There seems to be a natural affinity for the other party, making people unwittingly close.

Snapped! The door was suddenly opened, and a slender figure staggered in. Yale recognized it immediately. It was the waiter who sold his own fruit.

The blond boy's expression tightened, and after turning aside to the knight, he relaxed again.

Wei Shilu's eyes widened, and her eyes were aimed at Alex who was sitting in An Ran. She tried her best to take a few steps forward, and finally exhausted her strength and was about to fall to the ground.

Yale quickly moved to the assassin's side and caught her before she fell: "Hello! What's wrong with you? What happened?"

After using the invisibility technique three times and forcibly launching the hypnotism technique, Wei Shilu has drained all her vitality at this moment, and being able to persist to come here can be attributed to the miracle of perseverance.

The knight noticed that the pupils of the person in his arms were dilated and his heartbeat stopped. He was shocked and put her on the ground, ready to make an emergency rescue.

"Give it up, this woman is dead, there is no way to save it." Alex said to stop.

"Shut up, you crow mouth!" Yale glared angrily, the blond boy's delicate lip line shrunk suddenly, slapped twice, and stopped talking.

The knight made a lightning-like shot and placed it on the girl's chest, trying to reactivate his heartbeat. After several attempts, he found that it was useless, and then switched to CPR... After more than ten seconds, the temperature of the other party's body was already cold.

He had to accept the fact that this young girl was already dead.

"She died of exhaustion, and there is no cure." Alex came over, caught sight of Yale's lingering anger, and quickly took a small step back: "It has nothing to do with me!"

"Look!" The golden flame flickered in the eyes of the blond boy, and he held it in the air. A wooden ring fell off the assassin's little finger and fell into his hand.

Alex took off his white silk gloves and dropped the floor, revealing his ivory-carved white palms and his neatly manicured luminous nails: "This is a replica of the Nibelung Ring, which retains the basic abilities of the body, capable of Convert life into mana."

As he spoke, he put his finger on the wooden ring, a golden light spread out, and the ring body was gradually wrapped in a layer of gold film. There was a sizzle in the air, a puff of blue smoke drifted past, and a few misty black rays of light in the wooden ring were squeezed out, and they dissipated invisibly when exposed to the light.

"This is you?" Yale witnessed everything in amazement.

"Take it, I'll erase the brand on it." The blond boy threw the ring over, and the knight reached out to catch it subconsciously, and asked, "What are you doing for me?"

"Take it as a deposit. Don't think it's just a replica. In that organization, there should be no more than six. It's a very powerful magic item."

"Deposit?"

"This girl is a hybrid of a goblin, a descendant of a cat spirit, and can be invisible." Alex took off the other glove, threw it away at will, and walked towards the wine cabinet.

Accompanied by his voice, the assassin's body turned over, and the hair was fixed by some force and opened, revealing pointed ears.

"That organization is probably using the Lord of the Rings to stimulate her two bloodlines at the same time, disrupting the mana fluctuations. It makes her invisible and at the same time shields your spiritual sense. The ultimate goal is to assassinate me."

"Assassination of you? Because of what? Vendetta?" Yale felt that the amount of information was a bit large, and his head was a little overwhelmed.

"Almost. In all of Thrace, there are only two people who know where I am, plus you are the third. One of them is Alice, and if I am right, she knows me from that scumbag. Information." The blond boy talked eloquently, and when he mentioned the singer, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"In other words, the two of you have gone in opposite directions. Could it be that... it's incredible."

Alex showed a smile with an enlightened face, turned his body, and fluttered his clothes: "If this world really has a thread of destiny, then the meeting between you and me may be the choice of destiny."

A crumpled blueprint slipped out of the assassin's pocket and flew into the air to piece it together. After seeing it, Yale was immediately convinced that this kind of painting should come from the hands of Daenqi.

The knight looked at the mysterious blond boy, and from Yingying's smile, he saw unfathomable wisdom.

Alex raised his wrist gracefully: "You still have a lot of doubts in your heart, kneel down, kiss my ring, and tell you the truth."