Count of Wizards

"Mr. Robery, you have Fabio's necromancy technique to refine oil from the corpse of a wizard. The Earth God Sect has already noticed it. The Earth God Sect has specially transferred a master from the church in North Vilna. Matthew Smith, I'm here to investigate you, I hope Mr. Robery, you can be prepared, if you need it, we are willing to help you!"

After speaking, Isabella didn't have any hesitation anymore, she directly pushed open the door, and walked out of Arshavin's optical shop, which belonged to Robery, and heard Isabella's words, although before Isabella left, Robery could still maintain a calm expression on his face, but after Isabella left, Robery couldn't control it. The expression on his face whispered in disbelief: "Isabella... How would she know..."

After warning Robery, Isabella, who walked out of Arshavin's optician's shop, sat in and parked on Zanetti Avenue, a quaint black carriage. At this time, the gray-robed old man who left Arshavin's eyes first in the carriage Adolfo was waiting for Isabella's return. As Isabella took a seat in the carriage, the groom who drove the carriage lightly raised his whip, and drove the carriage towards the Coresia Manor in the suburb of Frosinone.

"Miss Isabella, do you really believe that an old guy like Robery will care about his grandson Kellermann?" Adolf, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his mouth to Isabella as the carriage drove out of Zanetti Avenue. Ra asked:

Facing Adolf's inquiry, Isabella said without hesitation: "I don't believe it! Back then, Foster, the old ghost of the Blood Wing Cult, wanted Robery to be used by him. People threatened each other, but this old guy, Robbery, was unmoved, and just sat and watched them being killed by Foster. Now they are just a grandson, Kellerman, so why would Robbery be threatened by us because of him? "

"I just used Kellerman to test Robery. Although Robery reacted very violently, he seemed very angry because I threatened him with Kellerman, but in fact, this old thing was just trying to He is just acting with me, he may care about Kellerman, but he will never be swayed by us because of Kellerman!"

Seeing that Isabella was not fooled by Robery's "acting skills", Adolf opened his eyes, looked at Isabella and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "You did a better job than I expected. Sabella, you beat me today, Robery should be honest for a while!"

Hearing what Adolf said, Isabella's eyes showed a murderous intent and she said coldly: "This old bastard, Robery, really does everything he can to break through and delay his lifespan. He used corpse techniques to refine S oil, and then used the S oil to turn him into the rumored Lich. He wasn't afraid that the corpse's breath would enter his head and cause him to lose control? He thought he could cover it up and let us I thought he was making iron-clad corpses, but I didn’t know that Mr. Adolf had already seen through his little trick!"

"It doesn't matter if Robbery uses other people's corpses. Since he dared to put his mind on our secret society, now we need Robery's intelligence network in the Odin Empire to deal with the Boateng family. Come and support me, when the Boateng family channel is opened up, Robery will be worthless, and I will settle the old and new accounts with him!" Isabella said with a murderous look in her beautiful eyes:

As soon as Isabella finished speaking, suddenly Isabella seemed to sense something, frowned slightly, and then took out a token from the interspatial ring in front of Adolf. A hoarse male voice came from the card: "Miss Isabella, we gave Vidigal Cavani the Ten Thousand Bug Pill, and Vidigal Cavani couldn't hold the Ten Thousand Bug Pill. Xiao Xiao is finally willing to confess!"

Hearing the news from the token, Isabella's pretty face suddenly showed a look of joy, and she was busy passing the token, and immediately instructed to the other side: "Marat, you need to control Vidigal for the time being." Cavani, Mr. Adolf and I will rush back now, don’t let Vidigal Cavani say anything before we rush back to Marat!"

"Understood!" The man on the side of the token called Marat said affirmatively with his hoarse voice:

After finishing the call with Marat, Isabella immediately said to the groom outside the carriage: "I won't go back to the Coresia Manor, go to the Gretzka Club!"

"Yes!" Hearing Isabella's order, the coachman driving the carriage replied respectfully while steering the carriage skillfully:

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"Manager Arveiroa, see you tomorrow!"

"I'll see you tomorrow, manager! I will definitely hand over the sales report for this month to you tomorrow morning!"

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Frosinone, No. 75 Olonia Street, in front of the headquarters of Ferguson Mineral Distribution Company, amidst the respectful farewell of the company employees, a man in a formal suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, carrying a A middle-aged man with a briefcase, unattractive appearance and a slightly fat body, but with an extremely tall waist, waved his hand to bid farewell to everyone, and then sat in a spacious carriage under the eyes of everyone in the crowd.

After the middle-aged man sat down in the carriage, the coachman raised his whip and drove the carriage away from Olonia Avenue. Although compared with the dirt roads in the suburbs and towns, the roads in downtown Frosinone , It is already very flat, but unfortunately, even if the carriage is driving on it, there are still obvious bumps.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Aveiroa, who was already a little tired, showed a little impatience on his face, but maybe he knew that even if he got angry, he could not change the road conditions in the inner city of Frosinone, so he He just took off the gold-rimmed glasses he was wearing, put his eyes back into the glasses case, and put them in his briefcase.

After putting away his glasses, Aveiroa rubbed his temples for a while to relieve some fatigue, and then he took out a pack of Glory brand cigarettes, which are very popular in Frosinone, and a very delicate silver coin from his coat pocket. Make lighters.

Pulling out a cigarette, Aveiroa held it in his mouth, then leaned over to the lighter, pressed it lightly, and with a sound of "da!" an orange flame burst out from the lighter and lit the cigarette.