C6 Royal train

The royal family's private truck was operating as usual. Inside the car, Sdenver stood in front of the door that led to the last car. He raised his head and the camera at the door locked with Sdenver's eyes for a few seconds. With a crack, the door was opened by a ray of blue light.

"Aiyaya, you are so awesome. You only managed to get rid of this problem two or three times." The clown made a fuss as he smiled coquettishly at Schneider.

When he saw that the clown was about to pass him, he disdainfully said, "There's a full body scanner up ahead, and it only contains my information."

The clown pursed his lips and unwillingly retreated to the back. His mission this time was to bring the goods back to the car. He couldn't afford to make a mistake!

Szpinden led the way, stepping in first. The only thing that came into view was a blue device that looked like a phone booth, but there was no phone inside. Next to the device was a seemingly complex, heavy combination lock. It was carved with classical patterns.

A blue light swept from the top of his head all the way to the soles of his feet, then from the soles of his feet all the way back to the top of his head. About twenty times, he heard a mechanical sound.

"Password confirmed, please enter your information password."

Szpinden descended from the blue device, and the locked door began to glow a ghostly blue. He walked steadily to the glowing blue door, and suddenly his own body began to glow with the same blue light. He raised both his hands horizontally, strands of blue light sticking to the door, as new lines appeared on it.

"Rumble …"

A tremor sounded, and the heavy door was opened abruptly. Everything within was exposed. Inside were seventy-two luminous pearls, each of which corresponded to a box of sealed objects. Forcefully added in a terrifying aura, it caused everyone to feel a chill run down their spines.

Yes, it was these things!

The clown jumped up in excitement, leaning forward. However, due to the presence of Sdenver, he was still standing behind him. He ignored the clown and went straight in. Just as the clown was about to step in, Sneijer turned around and blocked his way. The clown was stunned and laughed at him, "What's wrong? Didn't you say you want to go and take a look? Why are you not allowed to go back?"

"If you really want to go in and take a look, then I'll be enough by myself." He gripped the sword at his waist and raised his hand slightly, as if he could close the door in the next second. The clown was immediately frightened and said, "Why would a powerful knight like you care so much about me?"

He drew his sword and pointed it at the clown, "Who are you? Why do you appear to be in my memory, but I do not remember that you are my most trusted subordinate."

When Szpinden was undergoing the baptism, he requested to bring his most reliable men with him. In his memory, he thought that the man in front of him was the man he trusted, but there was no such man in the army he belonged to.

"How is that possible? I'm …"

"Shut up, the army I am in is the lion guard. I don't know how you managed to sneak in, but you are definitely not a member of my army."

That was something Szpinden was sure of. Before he got in the car, the Honorable had given him an envelope that was already suspicious. After all, in this age of technological development, a phone call could make a man look like a man.

Inside the envelope, there were only two things: a group photo of the lion guards and a list of their members. There was also information about the recent movements and phenomena of the Church of the Cross.

What he said made people even more suspicious. The Holy See and the King had given their orders two years before, and neither could talk about Osmond and Joyce again. Even if Your Excellency is the king's son, he cannot disobey the king's orders. As such, there was only one problem, and that was that something happened! And it was due to this mission!

Thus, on the train, after looking at the name on the back of the photo for a long time, he tried to think of a way to fight against his memory, forcefully excluding the person in his memory. He was surprised to find out that the person beside him had his memory, but it did not exist in the photo!

How could there be such a strange thing in the world? Since that was the case, there was only one answer. Someone had used their superpower to infiltrate the lion guards.

The clown took a few steps back and could not help but feel some lingering fear in his heart. The reputation of the Lion Guards was well-known in the Holy See. They have the most advanced technology, the most rigorous discipline. Among the lion guards, everyone listened to the captain, who listened to the orders of the throne and the king. To the other nobles, respect was a form of respect and politeness. In other words, if the power of the lion guards wasn't outstanding, how could they have such preferential treatment? If their battle abilities weren't strong, how could they have let such a group of lions obey his orders?

"Do you remember what you said when you persuaded me to come in and inspect the goods?" "Don't you think it's suspicious? The Holy See had arranged a baptism for us. Other than asking us to take this truck to Sector 15 of the Central City, he didn't say anything else. There was no need to baptize a truck, was there? Besides, you see, the gentleman is here! Why would a dignified duke send us two knights off? There must be something fishy going on here. "

The little clown's body stiffened. He forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a strange light shone upon his body. This was the light of activating his Discipline.

"In that case, don't blame me for being disrespectful." The clown laughed sinisterly, but he was feeling apprehensive in his heart. This time, the higher-ups used their superpowers to modify some people's memories. After adding themselves to the game, they were doing so to perfectly conceal themselves and seize the goods. However, he had never expected that the people escorting him this time around were the lion guards!

"You want to rob me?" In fact, he wasn't really a lion guard. If he was a captain of the lion guard, there would be more than just priests and nuns in the baptism.

This was all part of their plan. They wanted someone to impersonate the escorts and wait for them to be robbed. As for him, he had been brainwashed by his superpower and mistook himself for the commander of the lion guards, Schneider. Plus, the clown had used his special ability on the wrong person, causing him to be unable to remember who he was even though he was in the car. He really thought he was the captain of the lion guards, and the clown was his most trusted subordinate.

As for how he discovered it, it was all because of the letter that the lord had given him.

There was also no name on the letter, and no photo of himself. However, in order to complete the mission, he could only scare the person in front of him.

After the plan was finalized, a confident smile appeared on his face and he said provocatively, "You can try."

"Really?" That would disappoint you. " The corner of the clown's mouth curled up in an exaggerated smile. His two hands suddenly clapped in the air.

The clown's sudden reaction puzzled him.

Footsteps sounded from all around, followed by the sound of machinery being carried away. Before he could react, a group of men in black robes and armed men surrounded him. The black robe was a mixture of black and blue, and it gave off a different smell. This was the uniform of the Cross! The Mirror Army was directly under the control of one of the three leaders.

His mind raced as he thought of a plan. Why are the armies of the three leaders here?! Could it be that this person before him was Satan's three great sect leaders? Impossible, how could the Three Great Sect Leaders of the cross church leave on their own mission! Then this person in front of him was the trusted subordinate of the three great sect leaders? Impossible, which leader would directly send their trusted aides to do a dangerous mission? If something were to happen, it would be hard to say. After all, the position of the three High Priests was now occupied by a person codenamed Mirror. If this person was Mirror's trusted aide, how could the position of the Pope be comforted once he lost his assistant?

"Boom …"

The car door flew open before Szpinden could figure it out. The howling wind was enough to blow the one hundred ninety-two hundred kilograms man into the air, and spin him around three thousand six hundred degrees in the air. If it weren't for the fact that Sdenver had started running his Discipline before he exposed the clown and stabilized his body, he would have been dancing in the wind at this very moment!

After all, he was only 1.8 meters, not even 150 pounds.

The clown smiled as he stood at the door and tapped a few times in the void. After sending a few messages, he performed a standard aristocratic etiquette towards Schneider, as if he had been well-groomed. He was an elegant aristocrat who had been in the aristocracy all year round.

He was surprised, not by the howling wind outside the door, not by the heretic surrounding him, but by the sight of the clown in front of him.

A thought exploded in his mind. This man was an aristocrat of Saint! One had to know that those who wandered in the holy city were either rich or noble, or slaves. The person before him was obviously the former!

"Since mister is unwilling to do it yourself, then I will have to do it myself."

As soon as the clown's voice rang out, a cold light flashed in his eyes. As the people surrounding him closed in on him, he bent his body and swept his leg horizontally, causing the people closest to him to immediately fall backwards. The people behind them all fell like dominoes, one after the other.

He stood up, stared at the clown, bent over, and caught him. Looking at the clown's panicked face, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. Just now, it should have been an enemy illusion technique that had been released. He remembered everything. He was not a member of the lion guards, but a soldier who was replacing the captain of the lion guards to protect this item. In that instant, he understood why his baptism seemed to envelop him, but why there was such a heavyweight present.

"Don't move!"

A cold voice shouted, and a cold sensation spread to his temples. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two guns pointed at his head! In the next second, those people who had stood up also raised their silver handguns and pointed them at them.

He was too careless!

With a sigh, Schneider let go of the clown. He knew very well that if he continued to cling onto the clown, he would become a hornet's nest in the next second.

The moment he let go of the clown, the clown immediately turned around, bent backwards, and threw himself forward, hugging the back of Sneijer's leg. He kicked the clown aside, stepped on the door, and jumped back. In that instant, the clown's face revealed the sinister smile of someone who had succeeded in his scheme. "Ahh!" Schneider screamed in his heart. His body was blown away by the wind!

The clown, who had been kicked to the ground, laughed at the howling wind. The clown, who had been kicked to the ground, laughed at the howling wind. Seeing that the soldiers had already made their move, the clown slowly stood up from the ground, walked to the car door and pressed a button, then closed the door.

After the door was closed, the interior of the car was completely silent. The sound of the wind was gone, and it seemed to have lost a bit of its flavor. Clown, who had rushed to the command room, immediately opened the command center and changed the route. Blue bullets appeared one after another in front of the clown. The clown's hand tapped the empty air as he brought up all kinds of information. Finally, a 'ding' was heard and a mechanical female voice sounded out, "The route has been modified successfully. Please confirm the route again."

Hearing the expected sound, the clown was in a good mood. His lips unconsciously curled up into a smile. Suddenly, a violent vibration came over him.

"Boom!"

Following another explosion, the clown lost his balance and fell to the ground. He quickly picked up the hat and pulled open the door. Immediately, a hot breath rushed into his face and the clown jumped away. He was shocked and lamented. If he did not react fast enough, he would have been reduced to ashes by now!

About a minute later, the clown calmed down. His eyes were rolling back and forth in his sockets. He thought that he was the only one sent by the mission, and the guards in the mirror were only there to assist him. There must be someone causing trouble here right now, wanting to reap the rewards!