The Wizard World: 410 Exploration 1

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In the garden outside the Earl's Castle, guests who chat and tour everywhere are mostly young aristocratic men and women, and some are children of big businessmen. Holding glasses of wine to each other, they behaved elegantly and talked politely.

Angel led by the housekeeper, walked down the door and entered the banquet hall.

The pale gold hall is covered with thick goose yellow carpet. Some servants were setting up long dining tables and filled them with food.

Golden roasted goose, green and red fruit and vegetable salad, white soft white bread, black beef liver dripping with sauce, honey thick soup and so on.

Put a large table of dishes together, and let the guests take it for themselves. There are waiters waiting to pour wine for guests.

Angele glanced casually at the guests standing in the hall, and his eyes instantly fell on the middle-aged aristocratic man surrounded by four or five nobles.

The man has a black moustache on his lips. He looks thirty or forty years old, with a modest smile on his face, and is chatting in a whisper to an opposite lady. The man's white, military-like clothing set off his slender, sturdy figure. With a touch of decisiveness in his behavior, he should have joined the army.

It seems that he has noticed Angele's gaze, and the man looks away.

"Sorry, lose company." He whispered to his companions around him. Then strode over. Walk through the middle of the hall and stop in front of Angele.

"Come here? I didn't expect you would be so early." The mustache man reached out to Angle. It seems that he has already prepared time.

Angele also stretched out his hand with a smile, and patted him with the palm of his hand. Pat the palms of your hands relatively.

"Your etiquette is strange here."

"Really?" The man smiled mildly. "Someone said this to me before. Let's introduce ourselves for the first time. I'm Earl Maixiang."

"I'm Green. Is there only the name of the count?" Angell took over a glass of green fruit wine from the waiter around him.

"Name? I have been called Count Maixiang a long time ago. This name is so famous that everyone finally calls me that. Even now I have forgotten my original name. You call me The count is just fine. "

"It's up to you." Angle shrugged. "Is there anything safe?"

"Come with me." The count turned and walked towards the hallway to the left of the hall.

Angele followed him closely, and the two followed one another. Waving along the way stopped the guards and waiters who wanted to follow the protection.

Soon, the corridors were getting darker, and the oil lamps on the walls were getting darker. Some oil lamps have even gone out completely.

The surrounding light is getting darker.

Angel walked along the corridor, unknowingly walking around the castle a large circle.

On the left side of the corridor is an open-air white stone pillar outside the stone pillar. It's a shady, ruined garden. The breeze blew, and a rush of flowers and grass came from the garden.

The Count finally stopped in front of a circular fountain pool and stood and turned around.

"This is the last area of ​​my castle. It is also my private garden. No one dares to come over." His face still had a gentle smile. But in the dim light, it seemed a bit cold.

"As one of the principals, I need to know the detailed plan." Angele didn't have the slightest taboo, and the mental force sensed that there were no other people around, and he spoke directly.

"Detailed plans? That's a lot." The count turned, facing the white empty wall, and reached out and gently pressed on it.

Om!

A black twisted character suddenly appeared on the wall. It's like a tall s, with only slight modifications and patterns on the edges.

After the light shone with a faint black light, the count did not hesitate, and bumped his head against the wall. The whole person penetrated into the wall without obstruction and disappeared.

Angele watched him walk into the wall. His eyes tightened slightly, and he stretched out his hand and patted it on the waist pouch, and a layer of transparent defense layer slowly appeared in front of him.

The defense layer disappears quickly and becomes completely invisible. Angele strode to the wall.

A murmur in your ear. He suddenly walked into a small, round, dark room.

There is only a fist-sized oil lamp on the wall, emitting a dim yellow light. The count was standing next to the oil lamp, gently extinguishing the flare of the ignition stone on his hand. Turn around.

"Here is one of my secret rooms in the castle. Now, let's take a look at the whole plan I laid out in advance." The count went to the center of the room with a smile.

In the center of the room, there is a round yellow sand table with a steep top, which simulates the terrain of mountains, rivers, and forests. Small models of city bases are steadily placed on top. It's exactly the same as looking at the middle of the sky.

There are still some black arrows on the side of the city model, which seems to be drawn with ink.

Angele walked over and stood on the other side of the sand table opposite the count.

"How often do you plan here?"

The count nodded. "Originally this area was only responsible for me. Of course, the plan can be completed as long as I am alone. But you can come here and report the progress of the plan back to headquarters." He paused and gently tilted one The stronghold model is squared. "I used to feel a bit deserted by myself, but now anyway, there is a person to discuss."

"It looks like you are confident in your plan layout?" Angle looked down at the sand table map, which reproduced almost the entire middle.

The count smiled: "It's not self-confidence, it's impossible to fail." He pointed to a city in front of him. "We are here now. At the boundary between the lava lake and the Tali River. The entire Tali River, where the war is now, is also part of the plan."

According to the various types, the earliest reason why the count explained so vaguely was that he didn't want him to participate to gain his credit. He didn't care.

"Since you feel confident, I'm only responsible for assisting you. The specific implementation depends on you. I won't say more. Can you see the current progress?"

"Of course you can." The count smiled, and gently pressed his right hand on the edge of the sand table.

Cuck!

The sand table lit up suddenly, and dozens of white and red dots quickly lit up on the map.

A lot of small spots suddenly light up the darkness of the whole room.

Angel watched these little dots intently. Hearing the earl's explanation. "The small white dots indicate the place or forces that have completed the layout. The red means that the layout has not been completed. But it is not much anymore. For decades, my plan has been mostly completed."

There was a hint of relief in the earl's voice.

Angele glanced up at him, then lowered his head and continued to observe the sand table.

Dozens of dots on the map sand table of the entire Tali River Basin, most of them have turned white. There are also some red dots that are slowly turning white, which are obviously ongoing dots.

"Very powerful. Deserves to be the head-in-charge designated by Headquarters. Count Mai Xiang, I will work with you in the future, but I have to trouble you to take care of it." Angele smiled.

"I will rely on your support, Lord Purple-Eyed, in the future." The count laughed with a moustache.

Slap! !!

When the two smiled at each other, a small dot on the sand table that was changing color suddenly burst open.

"Huh ?!" The count looked cold and stared at the sand table.

"What's wrong?" Angle asked aside, "what seems to happen?"

"It's nothing, it's just a small trouble." The count regained a smile on his face, "it will be handled soon."

"In your performance, it seems that this kind of trouble is not once or twice?" Angell smiled and looked at the direction of the bursting dot, a small border city that a small river flows through— White Elephant City. "May I help you?"

The count regained confidence in his face. "This is not necessary, I naturally have measures to deal with."

Angel glanced at the earl, and there was a hint of warning in the other's eyes, apparently that he didn't want him to come and fight. After all, it was his plan for decades.

The count reached out and gently touched the spot where the light spot burst.

Oh!

A triangular white light curtain pops up immediately above the sand table, and a clear picture flashes quickly on it.

In the night, fiery red flames are burning, and beside the burning building, two young men and women supporting each other are looking at the fire with scars, their bodies are stained red.

A yellow corpse lay on the ground beside them. The bodies seemed to be members of an organization. Among them was a tall, burly man, holding a black steel fork in his hands, staring angrily, actually standing and dying.

Angel noticed that the count's expression looked suddenly ugly. He seemed to know the young man and woman standing, faintly gritted. Then the corpses must be the earl's people.

If you look closely at the two, Angele feels familiar.

A blue line flashed in his eyes, and a slight stun appeared on Angliel's face, whispering, "Isn't this the waste son of the Lord of the Thousand Waterfalls? How come here?"

Angele squinted at Count Maixiang, seeing the muscles on his face twitch, knowing he was right.

"The girl standing next to him should be Serra, the lover of Suman, the son of the thousand waterfall city, right?" He continued to ask.

"You are really memorable." The count returned with a smile on his face. "Just once I met at Xia Zuo's banquet, I was able to recognize them quickly. Yes, it was Sierra and Suman. Sierra is also a descendant of your brother Xia Zuo's relatives. I wonder if I dispose of these two little guys, will it bother you? "

"Of course not." Angele answered squarely. "It just looks like your earl seems to be planted in the hands of these two people. I don't know if we need our support?"

"You don't have to worry about this." The count returned to calm, "I will take care of everything." To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. )

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