Chapter 169 Goodbye Esdeath

A black shadow cut through the night sky and stopped above the palace.

Qingmu looked down and did not act in a hurry.

Before coming to the imperial capital, he had thought about how to find the Supreme Throne.

Searching in person is one way, and he did so last time.

But this method is too inefficient.

There is a simpler way, find someone who knows to "inquire".

The person who is most likely to know the location of the Supreme Throne is undoubtedly Minister Ernest.

Even the little emperor may not know.

As the ghost king, he also has a very powerful ability-he can see through the thoughts of nearby ghosts and even control the consciousness of nearby ghosts.

Turning Ernest into a ghost, as long as Ernest's memory is not destroyed, he will have the best insider at that time.

So, he actually prepared to attack Ernest a long time ago.

Anyway, he has to take action, of course, to maximize the benefits.

This is also the reason why he took the initiative to seek cooperation with Night Raid, and the conditions are very generous.

After all, it is equivalent to getting Night Raid for free.

Qingmu's eyes swept across the entire palace.

Where could the Supreme Throne be?

The Supreme Throne is a big guy with a height of more than 200 meters. It is definitely not in any building that can be seen.

Underground?

With the area of ​​the palace, it is easy to dig a basement to place the Supreme Throne.

However, if the Supreme Throne is underground, why should the summoning location be placed in the highest palace?

This is illogical!

The palace is built on the mountain.

Compared with the basement, it is more likely that the mountain was hollowed out and a storage room was built in the middle.

As for whether the guess is right, we have to find Ernest to verify it.

Qingmu glanced at the palace and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, there was a guard in the corner of the palace that no one noticed.

Qingmu identified the direction and walked towards the core area in the middle.

The ministers and the little emperor should be in the center.

But he was stopped after a few steps.

A man with a thin face and wearing exquisite armor looked at Qingmu vigilantly.

"Why are you here?"

"The guards are indeed much stricter." Qingmu said vaguely: "The master asked me to do something."

The thin-faced man quietly put his hand on the hilt of the knife: "Show me your identity token!"

"Okay, please wait a moment, I put the token inside!"

Qingmu reached for the armor, but his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared behind the thin-faced man.

Bang!

He punched down, and the thin-faced man didn't have time to resist. His eyes rolled and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Qingmu carried the thin-faced man back to the corner in the shadows, fumbled around, and found a palm-sized wooden sign.

"Is this the identity token? It's a bit crude!"

After commenting, Qingmu threw the thin-faced man into the bushes, changed into his appearance, and continued to move towards the center of the palace.

About ten minutes later.

A dull horn sounded, and the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became tense.

"Quite a quick reaction!"

Qingmu watched the teams of soldiers passing by, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

He was sure that the thin-faced man had not woken up yet.

The alarm was sounded just because one person was missing, and it was less than 20 minutes.

The Guards were indeed a genuine elite force.

The palace was immediately put under martial law.

However, there were tens of thousands of people living in the palace, with various occupations, many of whom served ministers, the emperor, and other high-ranking nobles, so it was impossible to completely shut down.

It was even more impossible to check whether Aoki was pretending to be him.

If it was enforced, it might even cause greater chaos.

All the Guards could do was to strengthen the guard.

This had a certain impact on Aoki, but it could not completely stop his actions.

Aoki walked and changed all the way, constantly changing his identity and appearance, and with the cover of the night, he was no longer exposed.

But he also knew that he didn't have much time.

As the night deepened, fewer and fewer people would need to go out. He continued to hang around outside, and no matter who he disguised himself as, he would inevitably attract suspicion.

Aoki quickly walked around the central area of ​​the palace and found several suspicious places.

The basis for his judgment was very simple, that is, the guard strength.

The stronger the guards, the more important it is, and the more likely it is that it is the residence of Ernest.

According to this logic, Qingmu went directly to the area with the strongest guards.

The person with the highest status in the palace now is not the little emperor, but the minister.

Qingmu did not approach rashly, but quietly turned around and observed.

He found that.

The guards here are simply airtight, with visible and hidden sentries intertwined with each other, and the sky and the ground are all under surveillance. Even a fly may not be able to get close.

What he cares most about is that there are not only guards among the guards, but also a large number of strong men of other styles.

He clearly felt the taste of the Royal Fist Temple from several of them.

"Is it really Ernest's residence? I won the prize for the first time?"

Qingmu was thinking about what to do next, and suddenly there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air behind him.

"Exposed?"

He was a little puzzled, but he was not careless and teleported away directly.

Kakaka!

A row of blue ice cones pierced the ground.

Qingmu paused and continued to look forward.

A beautiful woman with long ice-blue hair and snow-white skin came out. She had a domineering, strong, and cold temperament. One could tell at a glance that she was not easy to mess with.

"It turned out to be Esdeath. No wonder she could approach me quietly!

I didn't expect her to return to the imperial capital in advance. Have the northern ethnic groups been dealt with?"

Esdeath glanced at Qingmu up and down, and her eyes showed the excitement of a hunter who found an excellent prey.

Creak.

At this time, the door of the palace on the other side suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and a big belly walked in, holding a piece of meat in his hand and biting it.

"Hehe, I caught you!"

"It seems that he is Ernest."

Qingmu looked at the two and asked, "So, this is a trap for me?"

"That's right."

Esdeath put one hand on her waist, showing her beautiful body curves, and smiled: "We expected you to attack the minister. Since you showed up, we have been waiting for you to come."

Qingmu felt a little funny.

The wrong process led to the right result.

He did come to kill the minister, but the reason was definitely different from what they guessed.

However.

He liked this plan!

Ernest had no idea what it meant to appear in front of him.

However, this was not surprising.

Esdeath was too strong, and it was indeed safe to have her protection.

"You are the one who broke into my tent at the northern border, right?" Esdeath asked suddenly.

Aoki's eyes moved, but he didn't speak.

His appearance and smell had all changed. Logically, Esdeath couldn't recognize him.

"You don't have to deny it."

Esdeath said: "I can feel your unique smell, which is not found on ordinary prey!"