"They are dead."

In a bright room, the gorgeous decoration shows a faint elegance and nobility. The floor is covered with exquisite carpets, the dodder flowers are green and green in the corners of the walls, and the blooming white flowers are radiating a fresh fragrance. In front of the old tall bookcase, a figure appears faintly under the light.

"Are you sure the message?"

Diagonally opposite the bookcase is a brown-red desk, and on the chair behind the desk are people who bow their heads and ponder.

"Yes, their life lights are gone." The figure in front of the bookcase said.

The owner of the desk seemed to care about the life and death of some people and murmured: "Maybe I underestimated the other person."

"But we also tested his true strength, a real upper mid-level strongman." The figure in the bookcase shook slightly under the light.

"Are you a middle-level? You have really good strength? Have you found out his identity and origin? Is it related to the people there?" The desk owner said deeply.

"I've found out a little bit." The figure in the bookcase said: "His name is Drank Shalan, from Adria, and he claims to be a travel adventurer. When he was in the mountains of Leraso, His Highness Pandelia was hunted down by Viscount Frant at that time, it was very likely that he had saved His Highness. Perhaps it was at that time that he reached some kind of employment agreement with His Highness Pandelia. In Viscount Frant's territory, their identities were discovered to be exposed, Derank Shalan secretly hijacked Viscount Frant's niece Serra and killed it out.

A bloody road to escape, and escaped by the pursuit of the White Frost Knight, Lord Baisize. Later, he briefly defected to Count Heather, and helped Count Heather defeat and kill Viscount Frant and his right-hand assistant Bukins in the war in Cantland some time ago. Baisize escaped in a hurry in his ambush. Unfortunately, Count Heather was still dead in the hands of Baisize, who had escaped. The most important thing that should be paid attention to is the process of his journey to Ebranro to rescue His Highness Pandilia alone."

"Tell me in detail." The desk owner said.

"After imprisoning His Highness Pandillia whose identity was exposed, Overled, once set up a tight trap in the Castle of Elin, waiting for Drank Xialan to fall into a trap. However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Overled and his men died, and even the Castle of Elin became ruins!" The figure in front of the bookcase said solemnly: "This kind of terrifying thing is not something that Drank Xialan's power can do!"

"You mean, there is someone behind him?" said the desk owner.

"I'm sure! The terrifying power that can turn Ailin Castle into ruins is at least something that a mage who has entered the realm of law can do!" The figure in the bookcase said in a heavy tone.

"Is he the man from the Tower of Magic?" the desk owner said breathing more heavily.

"I can't tell." The figure in the bookcase said: "Now the mages who have entered the realm of law in Elderland are basically people from the Tower of Magic, and there are very few lonely mages who are wandering outside. Not to mention the mages in the realm of law!"

"It seems that our enemies are far from as simple as they appear! Humph! But what if the other party is from the Tower of Magic? No one can stop our plan!" The desk owner snorted coldly.

"Does the next method to deal with him need to be delayed?" said the figure of the bookcase.

"No need! The orders of the Guards remain unchanged! Let Eckhart take action to kill the other party directly!" said the desk owner coldly.

"The question is what if he threatens Pandillia's life?"

"He won't hurt Pandillia!"

"What if?"

"If..." the desk owner clenched his fists and said, "Give up, give up!"

When he said this, he could hear his unwillingness from the owner of the desk. No one dared to threaten him because everyone who threatened him was dead!

...

"What is that?"

In the loft of the Saddle Hotel, Oden was drinking with the hotel owner Barlett. Seven or eight bottles were scattered on the ground and their red faces showed that they were drunk!

A few years ago, Oden, who came to Querofi due to a hiring task, met Barlett when he chose accommodation. They also had a military background and immediately became friends who talked about everything. So when he came to Querofi, he immediately thought of this when he chose accommodation. Barlett!

Oden's initial purpose of inviting Barlett to drink was very simple, because Xia Lan felt guilty about the attacks of Masan Hotel. This drink was his apology, and Barlett was a very refreshing and generous person. He had no resentment towards Xia Lan, and even had a little respect. After all, these soldiers had one thing in their military life, that is, worshiping the strong and the power!

After drinking, Oden, who was enjoying the moonlight through the open windowsill in the attic, was suddenly attracted by the movements from afar.

"let me see!"

Barlett stood up on the wine table with his only hand. The paralysis of alcohol made him stagger when he walked. When he came to the windowsill guardrail, he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the sounding place in the distance with the bright moonlight.

"That's... the guards army under Lord Viscount's command!!" Barlett rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw for a moment!

"What? Guards? You read it right?" Oden, who was instantly drunk, said in shock.

"I can't read it wrong! Although the distance is a bit far, you must believe that as a retired Guards Army, I will never admit the army that I have served before!" Barlett said proudly: "That familiar armor outfit, the way of marching... I can recognize it even if they put away the flag, because this is the unique temperament of the Guards Army!"

"But why did the Guards appear here in the middle of the night? Could something big happened to Querofi?" Oden said in surprise.

"I don't know, but it's not easy to get the Guards to dispatch it." Barlett said solemnly: "Look at the number of people in the Guards, there is probably one squadron! The direction of the marching is... huh? It's the direction of the Salland Manor?"

"Salland Manor? Why do you sound familiar?" Oden said, shaking his dizzy head.

"Of course it sounds familiar. Anyone who is Querofi knows that the Salland Manor is the most quiet and beautiful manor under the name of Lord Viscount!" said Barlett.

"Sarland Manor...Sarland..."

Suddenly, Oden, who was muttering to himself, suddenly widened his eyes and remembered it!

Now, Lord Xia Lan and His Highness, whom he rumored, are in Sallan Manor!

What's going on?!

Has the plan been exposed? No! The plan should not be exposed! But what is the reason?

After thinking hard and unable to solve it, Auden always felt something bad was about to happen.

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Chapter completed!