Necromancer and Super Cemetery

   Chapter 349 Faceted Covance

   Ivan returned to the office at the headquarters of the special bureau a little lost. It was the hole card that Covance showed at the end that shocked him.

  Marquis Capson, what a concept! Not only the old noble marquis, but also the current prime minister of the kingdom, with a noble birth and a high position, this is the kind of person we are talking about.

   But what does it mean that Marquis Capson wants to see him? Are you going to recruit him? However, Ivan has a very clear understanding of himself, and his status and talent are far from enough for Marquis Capson to summon him in person.

   Covance spread the word at this time, saying that Capson wanted to see him, why is this?

   Thinking of this, Ivan could not help breaking out in a cold sweat, I am afraid that the Marquis of Capson wanted him to do something amazing! As for the specifics, although it is still uncertain, it is not difficult to guess, and it must be inseparable from Green. Otherwise, I won't see him sooner or later, and I will wait until he becomes Green's secretary and suddenly send Covance to contact him.

   "What should I do?" Ivan hesitated in his heart. He was thinking about how to choose a side, whether to make a desperate bet on the rising star Green, or take the opportunity to ride on the old chariot of Marquis Capson. Ivan understands that in the current situation, he can only choose one, and he must not fall on both sides, otherwise it will be ugly. And he also had to take into account Silabel's attitude, because he was essentially Silabel's subordinate, if he angered Silabel, he would definitely not survive...

   Not far away, in Green's office, an expressionless lieutenant officer stood in front of Green's desk.

   "Oh? Has he come back? Do you know what they were talking about?" Green asked lightly as he leaned back on the sofa and was reading a book without looking up.

"Sorry, my lord, that restaurant is the property of Marquis Lansnot, and we have no way to go in and eavesdrop." The lieutenant officer said suddenly. As an elite assassin in the assassination team, he deeply felt the power of the person in front of him. That is a powerful superhuman that is no less than Silabel, as long as he thinks back to when the huge dragon hovering over Stynard still shivers to this day.

   "Oh? Marquis Lancenot, I really want to hear about this person. He has a deep relationship with the Revolutionary Army. Why isn't there a list of purges before?" Green still didn't look up, and asked in a light tone.

   The lieutenant officer hurriedly explained: "That...sir, Lancenot is a marquis after all. According to the practice of the kingdom, the superior nobles..."

Before waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Green directly interrupted: "What is the practice, now is a special period, and these traitors have not been dealt with, should we wait for the rebels to turn around and cooperate with them? From now on, all counts and marquis will be treated equally. Even the Duke is no exception, this is the will of the Duke Mora and Lord Silabel! Do you understand?"

   "Yes! Your Excellency!" The lieutenant officer immediately stepped forward and saluted.

   "Go down, call Ivan, and bring some more people to get rid of the Marquis of Lansnot for me. If the new officer takes over the three fires, he will be used first." Green still looked down at the book.

   The lieutenant officer subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hurriedly agreed again, took a step back, and turned outward.

   After a while, Ivan, who was in a panic, but still pretending to be calm, knocked on the door and came in. Seeing Green sitting behind his desk and looking down at a book, he wanted to shout a report, but the words came to his lips, and he swallowed them back. There was a sound when he entered the door just now, but Green didn't look up at him, indicating that he didn't want to talk now. If he couldn't understand it, he didn't need to be a secretary.

Ivan stood there knowingly and didn't move, but as time went by, five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes... half an hour... Green was still looking down at the book, Ivan couldn't bear it anymore, and his mind was confused. He couldn't hold back his thoughts at all, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead unknowingly.

  Finally, Ivan couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a low voice, "Sir, my subordinates have something to report."

  Green put down the book in his hand, his eyes were cold without any fluctuations: "If you have something to say, but you have to think about it, and then there is only one chance."

Ivan’s heart sank. He knew that Covance came to him for lunch. Many people in the special bureau saw it. They couldn’t hide it at all, and there was no need to hide it. classmates and friends.

   But there is something in Green's words, obviously he knew something, otherwise he wouldn't have called him for no reason and stayed here for so long.

  Ivan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, knowing that when life and death were at stake, he no longer hesitated, he directly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and told the story of Covance's coming to him, without any concealment or exaggeration.

   "Oh? Prime Minister Kapson can't wait to reach out. It's really interesting!" Green said noncommittally: "I heard that Prime Minister Kapson is quite a cunning character. Why is he so impatient this time?"

  "This..." Ivan's tone was stagnant. In fact, he had always had doubts about Green's question, but Covance was Capson's confidant secretary, which was beyond doubt. Is there any fraud? Ivan frowned, thinking in his heart, recalling Covance's words and deeds today, there are actually many unnatural details.

  Green looked at Ivan and said lightly: "Forget it, I know about this, you go first, and if you have an appointment next time, you will report to me again."

"Yes, my lord!" Ivan left Green's office with an uneasy mood. He understood that he must have lost points in front of Green this time. Facing the temptation of Covance, he did not report immediately, but was called over. , and endured for half an hour before opening his mouth to tell the situation. And the question that Green raised in the end also made his heart sink, and he realized that this time it was probably not Marquis Capson who wanted to see him, but that guy from Covance pulling the banner.

  Thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help gnashing his teeth, hating Covance, an old classmate, and he didn't want to be like this.

   At the same time, in Marquis Capson's Prime Minister's House, Covance is in Marquis Capson's study.

   "I asked you to collect information on that Wood Slater. How is this matter?" Marquis Capson asked Covance, who was standing beside him, while trimming the bonsai.

Covance lowered his head and said, "Sorry, my lord, there is really very little information on that Viscount Wood and Slater. However, during this investigation, I accidentally discovered a situation, my former classmate Ivan has just become Wood Slater's. secretary."

   "Oh?" The scissors in Marquis Capson's hand froze, obviously the news surprised him too.

"Yes, my lord, I already contacted him at noon in the name of visiting a classmate. He expressed his admiration for you. Do you want to meet me?" Covance asked tentatively, seemingly calm. In fact, he was very uneasy. After all, Marquis Capson was not a rookie like Ivan, and he was fooled by just a few words.

  Marquis Capson made a few last trims, put down the scissors and the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said lightly: "What? He wants to see me?"

  Covance nodded and said, "Yes, after all, if he works under your command, he will definitely offend Wood Slater and Silabel behind him. Without a guarantee, it will be difficult for him to make up his mind."

  Capson thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same. He nodded and said, "Okay, you can schedule a time. You know when it's convenient for me."

   "Okay, my lord." Covance said calmly, then reported some other work, exited from Capson's study, closed the door gently, and walked away.

   At this moment, Covance couldn't help showing a confident and smug look on his face, as if everything was under his control.

   Covance did not return to his separate office in the Prime Minister's Office, but took the opportunity to contact Ivan and left the Prime Minister's Office directly.

Just after Covance left, a man dressed in black came out of the secret door of Marquis Capson's study, hiding in a huge cloak that covered most of his face, even in the daytime. Gives a gloomy and cold feeling.

   "Covance mentioned that person just now, what do you think?" Marquis Capson freed his hand, picked up the silver spoon in the coffee cup and stirred it gently.

  The man in black said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Marquis, my attitude is still the same. Covance is not credible. He is probably a double agent."

Marquis Capson smiled and said, "I didn't say he was credible, just one more way. Otherwise, in the future, if the revolutionary army wins, we will have to rely on him to contact Cypolites!" Having said that, Capson A sneer appeared on the corner of the Marquis's mouth: "And this little guy has a big heart! You say he is a double-sided spy, I am afraid that it is more than a three-sided spy, or a four-sided spy."

   Sure enough, Marquis Capson guessed right this time.

  Covance left the Prime Minister's Office and took a carriage to an inconspicuous villa on the edge of the upper city. After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man in a neat military uniform entered the villa very carefully through the side door.

   Anyone who is familiar with the court minister Marquis Veron will be able to recognize it at a glance. This middle-aged man is called Lucas Sean. He is the confidant of Marquis Veron.

"Lord Lucas, have you brought the money? This is a big deal, and you won't be able to take it without thirty thousand gold pounds." Covance put on the face of a businessman and philistine, but he sold it here. not goods but intelligence.

A trace of disgust flashed in Lucas Sean's eyes. For this commoner who grew up in an orphanage, Lucas, a nobleman, never looked down on him. If it wasn't for trading intelligence, he would never talk to him like this. dealing with people.

   patted the backpack in his hand, Lucas Sean said with a blank expression that he had plenty of gold pounds.

   (end of this chapter)