The Magic Thief Chapter 18:

A private light brown carriage studded with golden rims and painted a shiny brown is slowly driving down Lilac Avenue.

A well-dressed waiter drove in front of the car, and an old man in thick fox fur was sitting in the back compartment. He looked at the rows of exquisite villas on either side.

Except that few people are willing to ride in a cabriolet this season, this old man has nothing to draw attention to. Because of this, the Law Department officials patrolling the street are always rushing to this carriage. Skip by.

Since the old man rides in an open carriage, no one intends to stop the carriage and search it carefully. It is completely meaningless to anyone.

Dingxiang Avenue is one of the places where many upper-class people gather in the capital. The villas here are very suitable for those nobles who are not so prominent or enter the capital from other places.

Because of this, no one would be surprised that a strange face appeared here. The old man took a fancy to this point before he bought a villa in the most prosperous section of Lilac Avenue.

The neighbors around only knew that the old man was a retired diplomat, and he stayed in Xibai until he retired.

Because of this, this old man, like most people who have stayed in Xibai for a long time, has a strong breath of twilight. Apart from occasionally going to the nearby salon to play cards on weekends, he rarely Go out.

However, the old man is quite famous in the narrow social circle nearby, because he looks a bit like the famous Prince Phillips, and because of this, people often call him "Prince Lord".

Over time, the old man has become accustomed to this name, and even has a prince’s style unknowingly.

The carriage stopped in front of a frugal but old villa. It was an ordinary three-story villa built of wood and bricks. Except for the large lawn in front of the door, it proved that its owner was originally a nobleman. Besides, the other villas are no different from the villas that can be seen everywhere in the capital.

Like most old bachelors, this "Prince Lord" does not employ many servants. All the work of the entire villa, from gardener to housekeeper, is shared by three servants.

The three servants have obviously been with "Sir Prince" for a long time. They are as old as "Sir Prince".

The "My Lord Prince" usually doesn't have any guests to visit, but today is an exception.

Entering the door and passing through a corridor is the living room. The layout of the living room is extremely frugal and there are not many luxurious furnishings, but there is a row of display cabinets on the wall near the window.

The collection inside is all sorts of strange, although it is not an antique, but the old man's experience is very rich, and his taste is quite unique.

There are two layers of cashmere blankets on the floor of the living room, so it looks very soft and thick. Obviously the old man knows how to enjoy, but his understanding of enjoyment is definitely different from other nobles.

In that frugal and frugal living room with almost no decorations, there is a scrawny old man sitting.

The towering cheekbones and deep sunken eye sockets make this face very impressive, but few people have seen him, because he is also a simple figure.

The chairman of the Magic Association, the fame of Master Nile Herre, the magician, is known to everyone in the capital, but few who have actually seen him in person, this chairman is not like a palace magician Adults like to express themselves in front of everyone that much, and he spends most of his time in the laboratory between the star charts and the calculation boards.

"Mr. Nile Herre, what important things make you rush to find me?" "Prince Prince" asked.

"Your prince, have you ever heard of'Scourge's Fury'?" the director of the Magic Association asked calmly.

Prince Phillips sat down opposite the chairman. He didn’t know anything about what Nile Herre said, but he believed that it would never be ordinary to be called a "Scourge". thing.

"I believe it should be some kind of magic, and you are an expert in this aspect." The prince said calmly, and he would never do anything like magic in front of the wizard.

"It cannot be said to be magic, but a weapon, a weapon that has no records but is extremely powerful. Only a monk from the Holy See mentioned the existence of this weapon in his notes. This is the only record I can find." Nile Herre said unhurriedly.

"Then there must be something extraordinary about this weapon." The prince said with a smile.

"Yes, the man who made this weapon is the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit. Kai Mildit has three great achievements in his life that have never been disclosed to the world, and this is one of them. "Nilaire said quietly.

But the prince couldn't calm down at all. He didn't jump up from the seat all of a sudden, it was already quite amazing.

"Your Excellency, please explain in detail what kind of weapon'Scourge's Fury' is, so that Kai Mildit even sealed its existence." The prince leaned forward and asked.

"The great master might do this because this weapon is too terrifying. The reason why it is called the "Scourge" is because this weapon can summon meteorites floating among the stars in the sky. , The falling meteorite can destroy all targets on the ground, a corps or a city." Nile Ere said solemnly.

"I think this secret must be kept extremely tightly. How did you discover it?" The prince frowned and asked.

"Everything is owed to the genius boy. I don’t know the specifics. I only know the few weeks he spent in the suburban castle where the fifth child lived and studied at the invitation of Her Majesty the Queen. Unexpectedly discovered in China." Nile Herre said.

Prince Phillips naturally knows who the genius of the board members grew up is, except for the well-known little heir to Surthburg, there is absolutely no possibility of a second one.

"Will Mr. Ribo have another plot? Maybe he has heard the name of'Scourge's Fury' from his teacher, Mr. Massek." The prince frowned and said.

As long as it is about the young heir of Sorthburg and the affairs around him, Prince Phillips has to spend more energy to think from all aspects, and even consider the worst. This is what he has gained from past failures. Lessons.

"Like you, your prince, I have had the same doubts, but as far as I know, Marsch is not aware of the existence of'Scourge's Fury', and I am afraid that even Mr. Ribo himself has not heard of it. This name, if this thing was fabricated out of thin air, it would be easy for me to see through. Your prince, you should be very clear about how much energy I spent on collecting things about Kai Mildit, the one who recorded the "Wrath of Scourge" The monk is just the clerk of a friend of the bishop who drove Mildit. I also spent a lot of energy studying the trivial matters he recorded. I don't think there is a second person in the Magic Association who has worked so hard as me." The chairman of the board smiled and said.

Prince Phillips absolutely believes in everything that Nile Herre said.

He knew very well that Mr. Sorcerer's desire for power had made him an out-and-out paranoia, and indeed there was no second guy in the Magic Association who was exactly like him.

Because of this, the first collaborator that came to mind was the chairman of the board after he obtained the secret of ‘Bloodthirsty’.

Perhaps this was an extremely crazy move in the eyes of others, especially when he originally had a wizard who supported him, it seemed crazy and incomprehensible, but it proved that the adventure at the time was definitely worth it.

Prince Phillips has always been extremely interested in what Kai Mildite left behind. What's more, "Wrath of Scourge" in his view is far beyond the giant stone statues and the gaseous life being studied by the Mashik Sorcerer. The power of the body.

In the face of this kind of power, everything seems so small. The strongest country on the mainland, the holy see with the supreme authority in name, the insurmountable strait, an island country with almost no worries for the future, the huge land is regarded as the difference of natural disasters. An empire ruled by believers.

Prince Phillips even suspected the assassination of the wise and martial King V, and the sudden disappearance of the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit at this moment, related to this extremely powerful weapon, after all, he possessed This weapon cannot be abandoned by the greatest ancestor. If His Majesty the Fifth had ever possessed this weapon, the entire continent had already been under his control, and history would have been completely rewritten.

But this is not the case. Considering that the assassination of King V and the disappearance of Kai Mildit occurred almost simultaneously, perhaps because this weapon has created an irreversible crack in the relationship between the teacher and the student.

However, the prince does not intend to clarify the truth of history. He is not a paranoid like the chairman of the board.

"Your Excellency came to me at a great risk. There should be something for me to do." The Prince said with a smile.

"My prince, I don’t think it’s strategic enough to compete with the little heir of Surthbourg. This is the biggest deviation between me and Watch. The best I can do is to keep an eye on Marsch. And Andeli, buy one or two traitors by their side, and put a few eyeliners." The chairman of the board slowly said.

"Let the experts do the work of the experts, your idea is the same as mine." The prince smiled and said: "Your Excellency can tell me what our dear little earl has done?"

"This is what convinced me that the little Earl was not deceiving and deceiving us. He got in touch with his teacher through the magic mirror. And he stayed in the Magic Association all day in the past few days. Inside the library and the collection room." Nile Herre said.

"He is collecting information? Is there any effect?" the prince asked solemnly.

"Your Excellency should be very clear that experience and time are more important than talents in learning magic. That genius boy has amazing talents, but it’s a pity that he has too little time to learn magic, and his teacher Massek is obsessed with Research, there is no time to teach this talented student. In my opinion, it is almost impossible for him to find the answer on his own. However, to my surprise, he obviously knows how to collect information. I have explored the methods he used. It took ten years to master it, and he, like me, did not let go of any information related to Mildit, even if it was just a letter or a poem related to Mildit." The chairman of the board detailed. Said.

"Will this effort bring any results? The correct method is the basis of success. The sage's words are absolutely correct." The prince sat upright and frowned.

"Predecessors have also said that the sea is the result of countless drops of water. He worked very hard but didn't have enough time." Nile Herre said with a smile.

"So what's the reaction of Massek?" the prince asked.

"He hasn't checked the message passed by his disciple. He is very busy, very busy, and his research is at the most tense stage." The chairman paused when he said that, and he glanced at the prince. The real intention of the visit was spoken out: "In your opinion, should I let Massek know of his disciple’s new amazing discovery?"

"Are you sure you can defraud all the information from the little heir of Surthburg?" the prince asked with a smile.

"This is the reason for my worries. Compared with that young man, Marschke may be much easier to deal with. After all, he is not an expert in conspiracy and tricks." Nile Herre shook his head and said.

"Let me ask one more question, are you sure to know that amazing discovery through observation?" the prince asked.

"The boy knows how to conceal. I believe that part of this secret is in the castle, and the other part is kept in the collections of the Magic Association. The boy obviously does not intend to share this secret with us. He Pretend to be interested in every collection." The chairman of the Magic Association said with a sigh.

"Since this is the case, your Excellency should be quite clear that if you don't pass through Masque, we can't get any information at all. In my opinion, what you should do now is to order you to arrange the eyeliner next to Masque and remind him to pay attention. The message that his disciples passed to him may even need to persuade Massek to temporarily let go of his work." The prince tapped his finger on the table in order to emphasize his tone.

"I will do what you suggest, but what do you plan to do, Lord Prince?" Nile Herre's eyes were fixed on his allies.

The prince sighed and scratched his head with his hand and said helplessly: "I have too much to do. I must change the planned plan. It seems for us to protect the genius for the time being. The safety of teenagers is of utmost importance, for which I will have to give up an ally who is extremely helpful to me and at the same time strong."

"The ally you are talking about must be the thieves who helped you successfully assassinate Monstock." Nile Herre said flatly.

"I originally had a lot of things to ask them to help me solve, and they built a bridge for me to connect with the Kingdom of England. You have to admit that it takes a lot of courage and perseverance for me to give up them." Philip Prince Si said with a solemn expression.

The chairman of the Magic Association didn’t know that for His Royal Highness, those thieves had already lost the value of use. He tried to persuade the "hesitant" Prince: "The Great Sorcerer opened Mildit’s most brilliant Isn't achievement in the eyes of Lord Prince comparable to a group of desperadoes who murder and set fire?"

"Maybe you don’t understand what kind of problem lies in front of me. My ally who loves darkness and works behind others’ backs, and respected Lord Hyde has been friends for many years. There is something difficult to say between them. So much grievances and entanglements, that my ally greeted that he wanted to use the life of the little heir of Searthburg to make his old friend realize his existence. As far as I know, Lord Lord has taken care of my one in the same way. Allies’ most beloved child."

The prince sighed and said in a low tone: "This incident has been unforgettable for my ally. Your Excellency can absolutely imagine that even with my influence, my ally will not be able to make my ally abandon his plan, even if it is only temporarily delayed. He has already arranged a plan."

Hearing these Nile Aire frowned, he was not a fool. He already understood what it meant for the prince to make a choice between the great discovery of Mildit and the allies of thieves.

"It seems that you really have to give up your allies completely, but I think everything should be under your control, right?" Nile Herre said with a smile.

"It’s not that simple. Don’t underestimate the people walking in the dark. The respectable Monstock died under their hands. You should be very clear, Sir, I’ve The troops of evacuated from the capital, and now it may be too late to summon them back. Even if it can be done, it will not help. Count Faroul has already laid a net in the capital." The prince said.

"Are you going to let me help the little heir of Surthburg, and the Magic Association will protect the life of this talented boy?" Nile Ere asked.

"No, I think that young man himself is an expert in this area, and I don’t think you are an expert in dealing with thieves. I guess Lord Hyde would also like to take this opportunity to be the last with my ally. After all, the reason why he stands still is because he doesn’t know the whereabouts of my ally. Once he gets accurate information, I believe Mr. Hyde will definitely take action. Searthburg’s relationship with the Legal Affairs Department is very close now. Now, the Marquis of Faroul will definitely be willing to help Lord Hyde and Mr. Ribo with all his strength. I only ask you to be loyal to His Majesty the King, at least temporarily. When the Marquis of Faroul asks the Magic Association for help, give them what they need. For help, another request is to ask your ally, Mr. Waqi, not to be too anxious." The prince said leisurely.

"Don’t worry, Wach’s ambition for the Wrath of Scourge is sure to win, and the degree of urgency is even far higher than that of me. If it weren’t for the Wrath of Scourge, it fell within the scope of my life’s research, if it wasn’t for this Power has the temptation that I cannot refuse at all. I am willing to give up this opportunity or spend more energy to find the clues of the emptiness, and I will not let that genius young man become the biggest threat one day." Said indifferently.

"I can imagine it completely, but I still don’t understand one thing. Why are your Excellency and Vatch convinced that the young man will become the second blood mage instead of the second Mildit? Is this the same as his What about occupation and education?" Prince Phillips asked seriously, this question has existed in his heart for a long time.

"Because I saw death, countless people died horribly and miserably. You should be very clear that I have the ability to see the future. Although the movement of stars to predict the future is far less convenient and accurate than the prophet, there are One advantage is obvious, that is, my eyes will never be blinded. The powerful force can indeed close the channel of the spirit to make people unpredictable in the future, but there is absolutely no way to change the trajectory of the stars and open it with the Great Sorcerer. With such a powerful force as Mildit, all he can do is to change the orbits of the most inconspicuous meteorites. These meteorites are nothing but dust-like existence to the entire starry sky." Nile Herre slowly He said, Lord Prince is the second person to hear this prophecy.

"Killing does not mean that you will become a devil like a blood mage. I have also killed people, and I have killed many people. Presumably no one compares me to the blood mage." His Royal Highness continued to ask, he was not The intention to excuse the little heir to Surthburg was just to clarify the facts thoroughly.

If the genius young man seen by the director of the Magic Association is indeed another blood magician, then he must change his response.

Like Nile'ere, this prince is also one of the few people who have seen the power and horror of the blood magician, and still exists in this world.

The demon who was slaughtered in a scarlet robe and slaughtered with horror magic was also the nightmare he feared the most.

"The stars have given me a foretaste, foretelling that violent turbulence will occur in the near future, everything will cease to exist, and the turbulence will spread throughout the entire continent, whether it is Francis or Deli, or even as old as Xibai The country and Yilei are not immune to such a slack and indifferent country. Countless people will die in this turmoil, and countless prosperous towns will be deserted and decayed. Originally I thought it was you or that person who caused all this. His Royal Highness Prince Lizhi, because it seems to me that only you two have such a handwriting and courage, but when I see the little heir of Surthburg standing in front of countless corpses from the predictions of the stars, you can imagine How shocked I am." Nile Herre let out a long sigh.

"Maybe this is just an expression of everyone's ambition, that genius teenager is likely to do a great job." The prince said blankly.

"But I didn’t see the rise of a new empire, nor did it show me that a battle worth recording in history was about to take place. Killing is not war. I would never read it wrong. The gray nebula envelops the stars. It represents murder. That boy murdered thousands of lives. Before that, I could hardly imagine how he could have such a powerful force. Even the power of the magician has its limits. After all, there are few characters like the blood magician, and compared with that young man, the blood magician caused much less harm and took away lives. This matter has been perplexing. After I learned that this young man had found the Wrath of Scourge left by Kaimildit, I finally had a convincing explanation. It is true that once anyone has mastered Wrath of Scourge, he will come to him. Said that the only reason that prevented him from killing more people was only physical strength and energy." said the director of the Magic Association.

"We seem to be playing a dangerous game." The prince frowned and said.

"You finally understand my feelings." Nile Herre nodded and said.

"Unfortunately, the prizes are so attractive. Although we know it is a dangerous game, we can't resist the fatal temptation." The prince said, his face showed a helpless wry smile.

"This was originally my sorrow, and I am glad that I now have another sharer." The director of the Magic Association said slowly.

"Thank you very much for trusting me." The prince nodded respectfully.

"Perhaps because I believe you can truly understand the fear that exists in my heart. We are all those who survived the catastrophe." The chairman of the board slowly stood up as he said.

"That nightmare will always be in my memory." Prince Phillips sighed long.

……

The scenery of Dingxiang Avenue in the evening is very charming. Most of the nobles who live on Dingxiang Avenue have nothing to do with the powerful aristocrats who are proud of the spring breeze, so here is a little more leisurely.

An old man walks slowly on the sidewalk alone. Although his steps are still extremely steady, but his rickety body shows that he has entered the twilight years of his life, maybe for him to be able to be so leisurely on the sidewalk. There are not many opportunities for a walk in the evening sunset.

Across from him, a handsome middle-aged man in a straight gown with two beautiful beards walked leisurely. He looked like the little nobles everywhere in the capital. No one of them is different.

But absolutely no one can think that this handsome middle-aged man possesses powerful and magical powers. He is a magician, and his skills are not common even among magicians.

Earl Ducru and His Royal Highness greeted him and walked side by side with him, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

Earl Ducru knew that something important must have happened, otherwise His Royal Highness would never risk revealing his whereabouts.

"Have you ever heard of'Wrath of Scourge'?" Prince Phillips asked leisurely. The chairman of the board started with this topic. His Royal Highness wanted to see his first think tank. What kind of reaction will there be.

"The name sounds quite prestigious, and it must be a great thing to allow you to take such a big risk. Since it should be a kind of magic to recruit me, the magic that deserves your attention must go with the Great Sorcerer. Mildit is related, and the person who had the closest connection with Mildit before this, except for the Magus Marsch, was his disciple, the well-known heir to Surthburg. It seems that Mr. Lommel has Big trouble." Count Dacreo said with a smile.

"Your wisdom sometimes frightens me." Prince Phillips shook his head and said.

"Thank you for your compliment." Count Ducru bowed slightly.

"You should have guessed what I want you to do." The prince said with a smile.

"Wasn't this originally our planned plan?" Count Dacreo said.

"It can be more obvious now. I have to prove to the chairman of the board that we have made a huge sacrifice for this powerful weapon." Prince Phillips said leisurely.

A shrewd person like Count Dacreu naturally understands what the prince is saying. In fact, being able to have such a good excuse to abandon another ally in the face of an ally, this kind of opportunity is not always available. His Royal Highness will never let go of such a good opportunity in vain.

"There is one more thing I want you to do. The'Scourge' can never fall into the hands of the young heir of Thurthburg. The worst possible thing is to have to destroy him physically." Prince Phillips looked solemnly. Said.

"Is this what you meant or the request of the chairman of the board?" Count Dacreo asked.

"This is the opinion of the two of us. On this matter, the chairman of the board convinced me." The prince sighed and said.

"Are you a little too careful?" Count Dacreo asked.

"You absolutely can't understand our thoughts. This excessive caution is rooted in our inner fears," the prince shook his head and said: "Nile Herre has the ability to predict the future. This is an indisputable fact. , And there is absolutely no need for him to deceive me on this matter, because he knows very well that I can't use Surthbourg or Marsek as candidates for allies."

"Compared to those southerners, Nile Herre is a much more reliable ally." Count Dakru nodded and said.

"Compared with Lomer, the same is true. What Nile Herre has been pursuing does not conflict with us. As long as he does not offend him, he will be a solid ally." Prince Phillips slowed down Said slowly.

"So you even let him know about such a secret hiding place." Count Dacreo said with a smile.

"It's no good for him to be dead. Nile Herre is a smart man." The prince also smiled and said, but that smile seemed somewhat lonely and bitter.

"Maybe you may feel bored, but I still have to say that your stay in the capital is quite dangerous and unnecessary." Dacre said bluntly.

"Will I be safe when I return to Biles? I would rather stay in the capital that looks full of danger, and would rather let someone like Nile Herre know my whereabouts, and I don’t want to go back to that. Everyone is staring at the place where I am stubborn, and I don’t want those who swear to be loyal to me know where I hide. As for my stay in the capital, you can treat this as the stubbornness of an old man who has reached the twilight of his life.” Prince Phillips He shook his head helplessly and said.

He smiled bitterly again and said: "The only thing I can trust besides the few servants who were born and died with me is you."

"As far as I know, Rodon is equally loyal to you," Count Dacreo said humbly.

"I know this, but Rodon is different from you. He has the same troubles as me. We are old, and behind us is a bunch of guys who are staring at each other. If they really can be alone, I will I feel very gratified. It's a pity that these guys, besides knowing how to win over gangs and exclude dissidents, are also making some gossip and lace news. One is useless than one, but the ambitions are not small, as if they can let go as soon as they sit in my position. It's normal to do something with hands and feet." The prince's brows frowned and tightened. For him, this was one of the most failed things in his life.

"Sometimes I really envy the Lord Hyde and His Majesty King of the Kingdom of Dreizhi. They have very good successors, but I don't." The prince sighed.

"You also have something they don't have." Dacreo said with a smile.

"Unfortunately, I have no time. If the supreme Father God can pity me, a man who has struggled all his life, and grant me ten years, maybe I can get what I have always dreamed of. Unfortunately, I know very well that this This possibility is unlikely. I am old. I have grown very fast in the past two years. It is extremely difficult for me to straighten my waist now. Alas! The aging of the body is an unavoidable and unstoppable thing." He sighed heavily, and the sigh made him look even older.

"I found that I sighed too many times today. I'm afraid this is a sign that aging is accelerating." As the prince sighed again, he waved his hand to signal Dacre to leave.

Dacruo bowed slightly to the prince and left straight away.

Looking at the straight back and graceful steps of Earl Ducru, Prince Phillips shook his head again, and he looked so lonely and desolate in the evening sun.

……

For Ribo, there is nothing that makes him more happy than the handwriting on the magic mirror, but when he sees clearly that the message passed to him on the magic mirror is obviously not from his teacher Massek Ribo was really taken aback when he was the Sorcerer.

The lines of text written on the mirror are extremely smooth and elegant, apparently from the hands of a very educated nobleman, and the content of the writing is even more unlikely to be related to Teacher Masek.

Only a few lines of text were left on the mirror.

The vines entangled the sky tightly, darkness and shadow enveloped the forest and the earth, the warrior's long sword pierced the sky, and the cold light illuminated the road in front of him to victory.

Ribo couldn’t guess the meaning of these few words, which are like dumb words, but he is absolutely certain that this will not be a prank by someone, because the only thing that can contact him in this way is magic. division.

While magicians are often unfamiliar with humor, at least the magicians he has seen are all serious characters.

If this is not a prank, then someone wants to send some news to themselves.

First of all, Mr. Masik was excluded. The mysterious old man who followed his Royal Highness Drizhi should also have little chance. If he wants to tell himself something, he can convey it when he visits his Royal Highness.

Could it be a message from a magician in the Magic Association? However, the font full of strong noble flavor made Ribo dismissed the idea. He is both a noble and a magician. As far as he knows, he seems to be the only person with such an identity, not to mention that this matter reveals an extreme. The weird atmosphere.

Ribo was lost in confusion, and Eckert and Freila were the ones who could help him most at this moment.

Ribbo walked towards the hall with a lot of questions.

Everyone gathered in the study again, this is the only safe place in the mansion where there is no need to worry about being spied by magic.

Whether it was Eckert or Freila, both were puzzled by the mysterious text, but they smelled a strong and dangerous smell from it.

"Let's sort out who will pass the message to us." Eckert said, pressing his finger on his temple, this is his habit of thinking.

"Excluding those who are admirable or unknown to us, let us assume that the person who sends the message is someone who has a relationship with us, such as the leader, Master Mask, the Holy See, Her Majesty the Queen, the Marquis of Faroul, and the elders. The courtyard, the neutrals represented by the Duke of Auburn, those of the Drizhiren, the Magic Association, His Royal Highness the Prince, and Lomer, these are the forces that have the closest relationship with us."

"Let’s reorganize the people who can use this method to deliver messages. Master Masek, the Holy See, Your Majesty the Queen, those who are the most beautiful, the Magic Association, and His Royal Highness the Prince. I think you can recognize what I have listed. These two lists." Eckert said slowly.

"The possibility of Master Masek and the Holy See is obviously much smaller, but I will still go to the archbishop to confirm it. As for the Queen and the Trizhiren, if there is anything to let us know, I think they will have a better way. The possibility of the last two on the list is relatively larger."

"Let us imagine again, is there anything to send us a message in the form of a mystery?"

"First of all, suppose these mysterious words are not some kind of warning, at least I can’t see the warning in the words, and then exclude the possibility that the words do not contain any meaning, then this should be It's a whistleblower. What will the Magic Association and His Royal Highness want to tell us?"

Speaking of this, Eckert paused. He wanted to hear other people's opinions.

"Perhaps the palace magician and the president of the Magic Association dismantled each other." Freila leaned against Ribo's arms while carefully repairing her nails with a file, and said: "Or the Prince planned to abandon him. Allies, tell us where Lomer is."

"When it comes to darkness and shadows, I am more inclined to the second possibility." Ribo said.

"So what does the first sentence mean? Is Lomer's power all over the capital?" Freila asked.

"It's possible." Ribo nodded and said. The vine reminded him of Mr. Hyde's intricate and dense eyeliner. For the thief, this is indeed a fairly accurate description.

"It can also be explained as having something to do with the Legal Affairs Department. It is not impossible that Lommel is hiding inside the Legal Affairs Department." Eckert said. It is also not easy to get out.

"Then how to explain the warrior's sword?" Madman Pete asked enthusiastically, apparently his interest in guessing riddles was far more interesting to him than understanding the current situation.

"Generally speaking, this description refers to a slender building." Eckert explained.

"Like those towers of the Magic Association?" Ribo asked. In his opinion, the slenderest buildings are no more than those towering spires.

"It seems that it is indeed likely to be related to the Magic Association, but there are countless buildings that fit this description in the capital." Freila said disapprovingly.

"It’s not so much the four towers of the Magic Association, but I think the place where we live is more in line with the words and sentences written above. Although this villa is not extremely slender, it is undeniable that there are Lots of vines, aren't they?" Madman Pete interrupted suddenly.

Ribo certainly understands what Pete's vines represent. In aristocratic mansions, you can always see a lot of curled vine laces used to decorate the walls.

"You are right. Maybe you should think about it this way. The first three sentences all refer to a certain nobleman in the capital." Eke nodded and said.

"Does the second sentence also refer to nobles?" Ribo couldn't help asking.

"You seem to have forgotten the homework Eckert taught you. Did you forget that the forest and the earth are symbols that often appear on the emblem of the nobility? Remember to lift your **** up after going to bed tonight. I'll give you a punishment lesson." Freila said with a gleeful smile.

Ribo has nothing to do with Freira's presumptuousness. Fortunately, he knows that the people around him will never care too much about it.

"This is indeed a clue. As long as the family that uses the forest and the earth as their national emblem, ask the Marquis of Faroul to check it out. The noble families in the capital have some military merits in their ancestors. Referencing them with warriors and long swords is also reasonable, but I still think that long swords represent a certain towering and sharp building. I think if a family owns such a building, it should be quite famous, and it would cost a lot to build such a thing. Money, but not very useful, can only be used for confession and viewing. Many people must have been deeply impressed by it." Eckert said with a frown, thinking.

"What does the cold light mean?" Freila asked.

"I think, if this news is passed to us by His Royal Highness, the cold light will be used to indicate the Prince who crossed the river and demolished the bridge." Ribo explained: "The weapons used by Kelller and I are absolutely different. It will emit a cold light, and the shining weapon is not only useless to us, but it will also become an existence that threatens our own safety."

"In this way, the most appropriate explanation so far is that His Royal Highness betrayed his past allies. Every sentence in the puzzle proves this. Can we take any action to prove this? The news is reliable, maybe this is a trap, maybe the prince does not intend to give up his alliance, maybe this is the news that Lomel asks the prince to pass on us, a very tempting bait." Rila said while fixing her nails.

"Anyway, we have not deployed yet. Although our respected Queen has sent a strongly worded personal letter to His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of England, the King has not responded yet. We have time to investigate slowly," Eckert said.

"Why don't you pass our request to the King in the form of an official letter or a diplomatic note?" Ribo asked in confusion.

"My dear little fool, this is a manifestation of your lack of experience. One of the biggest advantages of private letters is that they can avoid the ministers making irresponsible remarks. The official letters must pass through the hands of the ministers to reach the king. In front of me, there must have been a lot of noise at that time. Although it was a private letter, it had the autograph of the Prince Dreizhi, and a side letter signed by the pope authorized the archbishop. It even used the Holy See to use it easily. The seal of the Twelve Saints, you should be very clear about what it means. If the King of England refuses this small request, then he will be declared a pagan, although the Holy See may not have the power to obey the King. The throne is pulled down, it is undeniable that the Holy See no longer has the glory of the past, but the King of England must always worry about the usurpers from around him. It will be a fair thing to have the Holy See behind the support, plus the mainland. If the two most powerful countries also join hands to help, it is hard to imagine that His Majesty can sleep peacefully." Freila said with a mocking smile.

"Then what is the job before us? Wait patiently?" Ribo asked.

"You still continue your work. The target you need to deal with is not Lommel, but the unpredictable guys of the Magic Association." Eckert pointed to Ribo and said solemnly, "For us to come Said that the relationship with the Queen is very important. Now that the original plan has to be changed, it seems that it has become very unrealistic to stand in the middle without partiality."

"Kierle is still staying in the villa, so everyone is safe. No one can do it except you. As for Pete, I need your help. Give a more precise explanation of these verses. As for Freila, if you are willing to help, I really hope you can sort out the information, look through the map and the pedigree of the nobles in the capital. You are an expert in this area, and There is one thing that only you can do. That little thief will listen to your command. Although the risk is indeed great, we need intelligence now." Eckert ordered.

"Yes, as long as you can find the little thief." Freila said with a smile.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the study, everyone immediately stopped talking, but soon everyone was relieved, because everyone heard that it was Ed.

Eckert personally stood up and opened the door of the study. In recent days, he has been waiting for Ed's arrival.

Ed's face is full of wind and frost marks, and his eyes are full of bloodshot eyes. It is obvious that this trip to the south has exhausted him.

Eckert patted Ed on the shoulder and pulled him over to the chair to sit down, then turned around and took the silver kettle that was resting on the cabinet in the distance.

For a person who has just gone through a long journey, rest and a glass of water are the two things he needs most before his eyes. Ed took the kettle and poured his head straight up.

After drinking half a pot of water almost in one breath, Ed took a long breath. He pulled off the thick leather jacket and wore a mail vest under the leather jacket.

From the large pocket on the left, Ed carefully took out a bulging envelope made of kraft paper.

Eckert took a paper cutter from the desk and opened the envelope. Inside the envelope was a thick stack of credit exchange securities issued by the Ilei Kingdom Treasury.

Looking at the thick pile of credit exchange securities, Ribo estimated whether this amazing amount of wealth could buy one-tenth of the land in the capital.

"This is all the funds that the boss can raise. One million of them is raised by the business federation through Maier Duffin, and the other 1.5 million is the boss's own money." Ed Said hoarsely.

Freila and Eckert naturally understood where the one and a half million came from, which should have been the property of the real Ribo Byndit.

"Ed, you have worked so hard, I'm just waiting for the money." Eckert said with a smile. The fact that the boss's hand is so big also surprised Eckert.

"The boss asked me to send you a message, don’t cherish the money, you have to throw a lot of money when it’s time to use it. This time I’m afraid it’s time for the final break between him and Lomel. He doesn’t want to After retirement, I have to worry about being unable to spend my old age in peace all day long." Ed said.

"It looks like I have to go to Lomell's lair myself, maybe I have to go to Inge." Eckert sighed and said. Seeing such a large sum of money, he naturally understood Mr. Hyde. the meaning of.

"But before that, it is best to completely isolate the capital from the outside world. I guess that although the Marquis of Ruhr can do this, it might be a little troublesome for more than a week." Freila said.

"Yes, one week, everything must be done in one week." Eckert said as if to himself.

"I'll see the result in a week." Freila said, this time her expression became serious, which is a rare thing for her.

"I'll see the result in a week." Ribo muttered what Miss Freila had said. For him, this was the first time in his life that he had participated in a battle to determine his fate, although he had also been born to death before that. , I have faced various crises and challenges, but I have never felt the tension and depression before the battle.

Everyone in the study understands in their hearts that the curtain of war has been opened. This war is the final battle between the two underworld kings.