By late afternoon, Esteban Zaragosa had not eaten all day.
Claudio Belles and Tom Paul had arranged to meet with Cuchilla de hielo in the evening and it was already dinner time and Claudio Belles couldn’t resist going to the living room to call Esteban Zaragosa to get something to eat.
Claudio Belles knocked on the door and said, “Esteban, you can’t go on like this, I have no problem with you keeping an eye on Dulcina Calvo, Dulcina Calvo is all hooked up to nutrient fluids right now, if you don’t eat, and with the bullet wound you have, you will fall in no time. If you want to avenge Dulcina Calvo and have Dulcina Calvo wake up with a safe and sound you, you better come out and eat with us now.”
Claudio Belles, who knew Esteban Zaragosa’s stubbornness, thought that Esteban Zaragosa would not listen to him, but within a few minutes, Esteban Zaragosa came out of the room and offered to sit at the next table for dinner.
Claudio Belles and Tom Paul looked at him with some surprise.
Tom Paul smiled and said, “You better think about it, the most important thing now is to eat more and freshen up, we have a tough battle ahead of us.”
Claudio Belles gave Esteban Zaragosa some food and said, “I know you need to be alone and calm right now, but it’s over and you have to pull yourself together now, both Dulcina Calvo and the Z nation need you to guard them, you have a heavy burden on your shoulders and at this moment, you have to adjust your mentality, you can’t let yourself be led to a dead end.”
Esteban Zaragosa said nothing, but Tom Paul’s words with Claudio Belles must have fallen on deaf ears.
Immediately after the meal, Esteban Zaragosa did not enter the room to see Dulcina Calvo, but sat by the steps of the landing door, polishing his pistol.
Claudio Belles came over, sat down beside him and said, “It seems you are determined to avenge Dulcina Calvo. ”
Esteban Zaragosa’s eyes were cold as he said, word for word, “Not only for Dulcina, but for my dead mother and father.”
Claudio Belles was slightly taken aback, “Your parents? Did your parents get Orlondo Marta …”
Esteban Zaragosa turned his eyes to Claudio Belles: “Do you remember what I told you about the Vice-Counselor of the Court? The Vice-Counselor, who was my father, was branded an apostate and subsequently sought by the Orlondo Marta, who also did not spare my mother, who died before my eyes by a random gun.”
“I didn’t expect Orlondo Marta to hide this so well, we were raised in the organization and didn’t even know the story, Orlondo Marta is really a pervert, he killed your parents and raised you, he raised you as an enemy and now he is blocking you, this man . . it’s horrible.”
“Orlondo Marta is a wolf, and I’m not going to let him get away with it.”
Claudio Belles extended his fist, “We are not just comrades in arms, we are family. Whatever happens, Tom Paul and I will be by your side.”
A faint smile finally appeared on Esteban Zaragosa’s gaunt, handsome face, then he clenched his fist and bumped it with Claudio Belles.
“Today, if it weren’t for you and Tom Paul, Dulcina and I might have died. Thank you all, for being born and dying for me.”
Claudius Belles frowned, “It’s too much to say thank you out of the blue, I didn’t thank you before when you saved me in the subway river tomb.”
…
In the evening, Claudius Belles drove to East Limburg with Tom Paul.
They had just stepped out of the car when a hurricane swept across the East Limburg sky and Claudius Belles and Tom Paul looked up at the same time to see a helicopter descending towards East Limburg from the sky.
Tom Paul grunted softly, “This Ice Blade, it’s pretty spot on.”
The helicopter landed and two men stepped out of it.
The man leading the group is Ice Blade, a tall, erect man with a creepy and powerful aura, although his face is extremely handsome, his body is full of people not to be approached.
Esteban Zaragosa’s aura is also cold, but not as cold as Ice Blade’s. Esteban Zaragosa has a kind and considerate side that belongs to him, but Ice Blade does not.
Even in bed, he gave no warmth.
Such a man can only be seen from afar, as if he had lived so long at the altar of God that he had not touched the earth and did not know how to speak love to people.
No, it is the whole being of Ice Blade that seems to have nothing to do with love.
Tom Paul suddenly approached Claudio Belles and said, “Claudio, you have a good eye, this is the first time I’ve seen Ice Blade in person, she’s beautiful, but not as beautiful as me.”
Claudio Belles gave him a cold look, no pun intended, “You should go look in the mirror.”
Tom Paul again asked in a serious manner, “Who is that man following Ice Blade?”
“His second in command and notorious assassin, Old K.”
“Crikey, that’s Old K. I’ve heard a lot about him.”
As Ice Blade and Old K approached, Tom Paul, out of politeness, extended his hand, smiling, ready to shake it, but Ice Blade merely ignored him, and the man’s cold, indifferent gaze, for a second, rested on Claudio Belles’ face.
But Claudius Belles avoided it, and the woman opened in a cold voice: “Now that we are here, let’s go inside and get to the point. I know your time is valuable, Your Excellency.”
Ice Blade did not speak and quietly entered East Limburg.
Behind him, old K was polite enough to greet Tom Paul and Claudius Belles with a small nod.
Tom Paul looked at the man’s back and clenched his fist, “What’s with the jerks, Lord Court Master’s great?”
“Don’t be sour, we must make a deal with him later.”
…
Once inside East Limburg, the three sat at the negotiating table while Old K stood guard outside the negotiating room.
Claudius Belles gets straight to the point: “Ice Blade, I don’t want to beat around the bush with you, let’s get straight to the point.”
Ice Blade’s thin, hairy lips spit out one word: “Say.”
“Me, Tom Paul and White Wolf, the three of us have become apostates, and now we really aren’t fit to sit at the bargaining table with you Lord Iceblade to negotiate and make deals. But I know, Lord Iceblade, that you have always wanted to befriend Z and put out the war, but now that Z is under the control of the chief of staff of the Ming Organization, all four sides are stirring up the war, and I think this is an outcome that your dark organization would not want to see.”
“So, you want to chain me and the dark organization behind me to join you three outlaws to stop Orlondo Marta’s plan?”
Tom Paul raised an eyebrow, “How can you say you’re in, we’re in an alliance.”
Ice Blade snorted, “An alliance? Where do you three desperadoes come up with an alliance?”
Tom Paul said half jokingly, half seriously, “How can we not be organized, we’re the Three Musketeers!”.
From under the table, Claudius Belles gives Tom Paul a hard kick!
Tom Paul endured the pain, his handsome face deflated red-hot, “I … I want to say, Mr. Ice Blade, that this affair will do you no harm. We did not seek your alliance for nothing, and since it is an alliance, we naturally have our advantage.”
Ice Blade raised his eyebrows slightly, his deep gaze settling on Claudius Belles’ glowing little face, “I want tokens you surely cannot give.”
Claudius Belles chuckled slightly and said, “Your Excellency is underestimating us, it is true that only Tom Paul and I are here tonight to negotiate, but you must not forget that we also have White Wolf, who will be the next head of the Ming Organization once Orlondo Marta steps down. I believe Lord Iceblade has also fought with White Wolf and is aware of his strength. As long as Lord Iceblade asks for it, we have it.”
Iceblade stood up, his long arms resting on the negotiating table, and leaned over to wrap Claudio Belles, “Are you sure?”
Claudius Belles frowned slightly in discomfort at the man’s sudden proximity, and unconsciously took a step back and swallowed saliva. “I’m sure.”
” I want you.”