I have a wizarding world

As the convoy gradually entered Crescent City.

Following behind the convoy, Bailey also saw the sight of Crescent City.

Compared to Andrew, Bailey appeared even more shocked. After all, unlike Andrew, Bailey wasn't here for trade; his purpose in coming to Crescent City wasn't friendly.

Therefore, seeing Crescent City so powerful before his eyes, how could he not feel fear?

"Go!"

The thought immediately popped into Bailey's mind.

But he didn't know that his every move was already under the surveillance of the clone soldiers.

Less than five hundred meters away from Bailey.

A clone soldier, clad in green camouflage, with dark green paint smeared on his face, quietly lurked there, like a corpse.

"Reporting to command, this is A017, fifteen kilometers east of Crescent City, I've discovered a suspicious target, suspected to be a black wizard, repeat..."

A017 lightly pressed the wireless earpiece by his ear and reported.

"Understood."

Having received the order, A017 aimed the high-powered sniper rifle with his right eye, locking onto Bailey hundreds of meters away.

In the distance.

Bailey sensed something was wrong and was preparing to turn his horse around and flee, but it was clearly too late.

"Pfft!"

A barely audible sound came.

The steed beneath Bailey, along with Bailey's right leg, was directly severed into two pieces as if struck by a giant axe.

Blood splattered the ground.

"Ah!"

A scream tore through the sky.

……

Fang Cheng's villa.

Andrew and the old man followed closely behind the clone soldier and entered the villa.

Inside the villa.

This villa, built on the original site of the McCos Castle, not only had a modern minimalist style, but its interior decoration was also in the modern style of Earth.

The villa's living room was simple, bright, and grand, with a strong sense of design.

Fang Cheng was currently sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing Andrew and the old man walking in behind the clone soldier, he immediately stood up to greet them.

"Welcome to Crescent City, both of you."

Fang Cheng spread his hands slightly and said with a smile.

Although Andrew and the old man were very surprised by the villa's design and interior decoration, they didn't show it on their faces at all.

Andrew made a fist with his right hand, lightly stroked his chest, bowed slightly, raised his head, and said with a smile:

"Lord Fang Cheng, we have come as promised."

Fang Cheng nodded, the Andrew family was indeed trustworthy. In just over half a month, they had rushed over from the distant Holy Light Empire, one could imagine that they must have been working tirelessly during this time.

"Lord Fang Cheng, because we have too much purple gold ore in stock, the amount of purple gold ore transported this time is only one-third of the stock, which is about one million tons."

Seeing that Fang Cheng's expression hadn't changed, Andrew continued with a smile:

"……"

"Commander!"

Just as Andrew was about to continue speaking, a clone soldier walked in, saluted Fang Cheng, and interrupted Andrew's speech.

Andrew didn't show any dissatisfaction at being rudely interrupted, but instead smiled kindly.

Fang Cheng apologized, turned his head, and looked at the clone soldier, asking:

"What is it?"

The clone soldier took two steps closer, leaned close to Fang Cheng's ear, and whispered a few words.

"Oh?"

Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Seeing the strange look in Fang Cheng's eyes, Andrew felt a little uneasy for some reason.

"Lord Fang Cheng, I..."

"Andrew," Fang Cheng interrupted Andrew's words, "I wonder if your family has any dealings with the Necromancy Academy?"

Hearing this, the expressions of Andrew and the old man next to him suddenly changed.

The head of the Andrew family, who hadn't spoken, stepped forward, bowed slightly to Fang Cheng, and said, "Lord, we do have trade relations with a wizard from the Necromancy Academy."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, signaling the old man to continue.

"I wonder if you have heard of Lord Roman?"

Roman? It's him!

Fang Cheng naturally couldn't forget this person, it was this person who almost caused Fang Cheng to lose his life in the Rein Secret Realm.

The most recent novel is first published at Six 9 Books Bar!

Last time on the Floating Island, Fang Cheng and his group also encountered Roman at the Caton Hotel, and even lived in the same hotel as him.

It was just that, due to the power of the Floating Island, neither side dared to cause trouble.

Seeing Fang Cheng's expression tighten, the old man knew that Fang Cheng must have heard of Roman's name.

Indeed, among the formal wizards of the Necromancy Academy, Roman's strength could only be considered average, but when it came to madness, Roman was definitely one of the best.

The reason why Roman was so crazy was also related to his imminent death. With Roman's aptitude, without special encounters, it was almost impossible to break through and become a senior wizard, possessing a thousand years of life.

Moreover, recently, Roman, who was already extremely cruel, had become even more insane, and would carry out massacres for the slightest dissatisfaction.

Even some of his disciples had become materials on his experimental table, which was also the reason why Bailey was so afraid of Roman.

"I hope your family can explain why there is a black wizard from the Necromancy Academy following behind your convoy?"

Fang Cheng didn't answer the old man's question, but asked instead.

Hearing this, Andrew and the old man exchanged glances, their expressions changing drastically.

The relationship between the Black White Tower and the Necromancy Academy was almost well known on the continent.

If Fang Cheng misunderstood them, not to mention the family losing the opportunity to take off, the two of them were likely to lose their lives here, so they were naturally extremely nervous.

"Lord Fang Cheng..."

The old man didn't dare to hide anything, and immediately told Fang Cheng all the cooperation between his family and Roman.

Fang Cheng listened to the narration, and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became tense, and cold sweat flowed down Andrew and the old man's foreheads.

"Andrew."

"Lord!"

Andrew bent down and quickly responded.

"Based on your words alone, it's hard for me to believe. I will carefully question that black wizard apprentice. Before that," Fang Cheng glanced at the two, "I hope you two can stay in Crescent City and don't run around."

Hearing this, the expressions of Andrew and the old man changed slightly, and then adjusted.

"We will follow your orders!"

Andrew and the old man said in unison.

Fang Cheng looked at the clone soldier next to him. The clone soldier understood, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to the two:

"Please, both of you."

Seeing Andrew and the two being taken down, Fang Cheng fell into deep thought.

In fact, Fang Cheng basically believed ninety percent of Andrew and the two's narration, and the remaining one percent was just out of caution.

If Fang Cheng was right, this tracking behavior should have been done by Roman's disciple, Bailey.

Since Fang Cheng suffered a great loss from Roman last time, he had collected a lot of information about this person. Basically, Fang Cheng had a general understanding of Roman's character.

A magic stone mine, ordinary formal wizards might not care about it, but Roman was different, he obviously had a great interest in this magic stone mine.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Cheng's mouth.