In the Pingmin District of the east of the city, there is an inconspicuous small door at the corner of a lane. This door is so hidden that as long as it is not opened, almost no one can find it. However, now, the door has been opened, and there are also people talking behind the door.

"Joshya... Lord, have you really killed Moze?"

Nolan, a gray-haired and purple-eyed stalker, one of the next generation of the Wilson family heirs. Originally, this winter, a girl of her age should stay in her small manor and enjoy the warmth of the fireplace and the rich food. However, due to the brainless and blind behavior of her brother, she could only be forced to come to the main city of Moldavia, endure the cold wind and blizzard detection information, and even stay in a small room... facing such a monster in front of her.

"I don't think that people who are cut in half can survive, ah, then again, your brother is indeed not weak, and his punch is quite heavy at the death."

The tall man with rough and long black hair and black red eyes in front of him had no expression on his face. Although he was not handsome, he also had a unique charm of a man with hard lines. The man named Joshua spoke like a heavy drum hammer, bringing an inhalable force. His eyes turned and he looked straight into the girl's eyes. There was no warmth in his eyes, only a sharp and cold pressure like steel: "Where are Chris, didn't you bring him to this safe house?"

After saying that, he held his hands in front of his chest, waiting for the stalker's answer.

"No, no, he, this is, left by himself."

Feeling sincerely fear, Nolan felt that her throat was a little dry and her head was messy. Under the influence of instinct, she subconsciously swept around. This was the safe house she had specially selected. It was hidden and not noticeable, and it was very suitable for escaping. The window behind her and the fireplace on the left could be separated from the room with just a slight impact. Next, she could escape from the sky by using the skills of [Existence Disappearance], [Human Concealment], and [Deep Stealth].

"say."

The two words gently shook Nolan's eardrums, causing her consciousness to return to her body, and the reason that was somewhat distorted by fear was regained. The girl who came back to her senses couldn't help but sigh - she was thinking well, but facing a golden-level warrior who could kill another gold, as long as she dared to make any moves, then the next moment, her head would be smashed by a heavy punch.

She is still young and doesn't plan to transfer to the headless knight. Since that's the case, let's talk about it.

"About two and a half hours ago, Chris seemed to have received some magical text message, and then insisted on leaving - I had no reason to stop him, so I left him, but he left you a letter and placed it on the table next to me, which I had never seen or moved."

"It's a letter again."

Under Nolan's careful gaze, the black-haired warrior was in a bad mood for some reason. He frowned and walked to the table to pick up the letter: "Brother, since I didn't target me, I didn't plan to kill him. Why did you run so quickly? It's inexplicable."

Yes, you don’t plan to kill me, but I still have weak legs when I talk to you!

"I heard what he said casually, it should be that he had some problems in the chamber of commerce and alchemy workshop in the south of the empire, so he left so anxiously..."

He regretted it and explained carefully. Nolan suddenly felt that Chris, the alchemist, is really a spellcaster, and his IQ was indeed higher than her. He knew that he could find a reason to leave early in the chaos, but he was stupid enough to stay in the safe house and didn't know how to leave. He was so stupid.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter to him."

Putting the letter into his chest, Joshua turned his head to look at the gray-haired stalker, showing a smile that was absolutely not kind: "Next, let's talk about the problem that the Wilson family supported me, the devil uncle, and caused great losses to the main city."

"this……"

"If I don't want to be knocked to the door, it's better to think carefully before talking. OK, Miss Nolan, let's sit down and talk."

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The Star Falls in 831, on November 6, the Black Forest Fortress, a rare sunny day.

The winter sun is not warm, but it can bring a little heat at least. It is indeed a good weather for the knights who are patrolling guards.

But the conference room of the fortress was completely different from the outside, filled with an embarrassing silence.

This is a room made of white rocks, with black and gold-spaced carpets covering the hall, and a long conference table made of brown pine wood is placed in the center, and several powerful knights in armor sit around the table, all bowing their heads and silent.

"Silver Knight, fifty-five, elite Northland War Cavalry, one hundred and twenty."

On the left side of the conference room, someone finally broke the silence. The person who spoke was a tall warrior with a masked helmet. His voice was blocked by the helmet and seemed a little dull. He said word by word: "A small half of the troops in the entire fortress are fully armed, fully prepared, and can set off at any time."

"The sixteen mage groups, including nine Pastor Yaoling, six Silver Mages, and one is the Frost Warlock."

The second one to make a sound was the white-haired old man on the right side of the conference table. He was wearing single-framed glasses and holding a magic copper staff in his hand. He looked fierce. At first glance, he was a warrior rather than a mage. His voice almost leaked out from his teeth: "The trigger scrolls are all full, and if they are bombarded, they can at least collapse a wall."

"Kili, Feng, you two big men are talking nonsense, speak well to me!"

A heavy slap in the table sounded, and at the front of the conference table, a blonde middle-aged knight snorted angrily and said loudly: "No matter how much you have prepared, you don't need it now! You are so slow that you are still embarrassed to get a salary, and you are embarrassed to claim to be loyal to the old lord!"

"Zorgen, don't think you are the fortress garrison leader, so I dare not take action!"

There was a loud noise, and the masked knight was not showing any weakness. He slapped the table and stood up, pointing at the blonde middle-aged knight's nose and said angrily: "Isn't you the one who ordered to see the situation first? Now you are pretending to be foresight. If you have the ability, you will send troops to fight back to the main city!"

"That's right, you guy, don't be able to do it if I am a mage. I, von Lawrence, will put my words here today. There are no northerners who can't take swords. If you don't explain them clearly, let's go outside and fight alone now!"

The white-haired mage threw the staff and rubbed the mage's robe, and immediately exposed a strong arm full of scar wounds. Looking at the muscles, at least one bear could be killed with empty hands. This Beidi specialist, who is part-time berserker at the energy shaman, called for a fire explosion technique in his hand without saying a word, and it looked like he would throw it out at any time.

The conference room suddenly changed from extreme quiet to extreme movement. Seeing that the three fortress management were about to fight in the conference room with disagreement, their subordinates who had long been accustomed to it immediately stepped forward, grabbed the guys born from these three combat races, and persuaded them in a wave of kind words.

After a while of trouble, the three highest fortress commanders, the garrison commander, the magistrate and the Knights commander, all vented some emotions and calmed down a little.

"Shame!"

There was another heavy slap in the table. This time, the white-haired mage named Feng took the lead in the action. His expression looked very painful: "This is a great shame!"

"As a knight, I can't bring glory to the Lord without even talking about it, but I even lost the main city!"

Although the masked knight could not see his face, his voice was extremely regretful: "If Lord Lord is still alive...ah!"

"Don't say more about you two, who would have thought that Master Qiao Xiuya... the new lord is so capable of fighting!"

Sighing, the blonde middle-aged knight Zorgen also looked puzzled: "It's really strange, young master, no, Lord Lord, as long as he comes to the Black Forest Fortress, even if he is fighting for the Black Tide, we will go out all the way and defeat the main city. Why did he do it alone? We have not received any news. If Elson hadn't heard the news back, we wouldn't have known that Lord Lord had returned from the Black Crow Legion."

"Adults can easily kill twenty or thirty silver knights by themselves, and they can defeat the main city with one hand. What do you and me do if you want to do?"

With a cold snorting, Kili put his masked helmet right and said dullly: "A knight cannot share the worries of the Lord, and let the Lord take action to face the danger himself. I am so ashamed that I want to commit suicide, I just want the Black Tide to come quickly and let me kill a few more monsters and wash away the shame with their blood!"

"Now, let the people from the city guards go back as soon as possible. The main city needs them to maintain order."

The last order puts an end to the discussion and dispute in the conference room,
Chapter completed!