Knight of the Light

When Powell came up with the "delicate" idea and planned to implement it, Adrian was also making similar plans on the other side. The latter's plan is obviously more rigorous and more organized.

In the furniture store as a safe house, Adrian spread out the map of Banshee Castle to Cold Wind City. This is a map that has been repeatedly surveyed by the Caravans and intelligence personnel of the Cold Wind City in the past year. Many villages and roads that have never been marked in the past have appeared.

"According to the order of the lord, we will publicly execute Baron Bishop and deter enemies in a sensational mode. I had thought to mobilize the hunter squad for an assassination, but the lord said there was a simpler way."

Adrian is the task leader. According to the principle of the cold wind city's responsibility system, even if Mondino and Old Bank have a higher status than him, they must be deployed to listen to him.

"Your Hugo said that the alchemy laboratory produced an explosive. It was a mixture of a magical potion and diatomaceous earth. After the explosion, it produced a highly toxic and corrosive gas.

But it is a pity that this explosive is less powerful and must have a sufficient amount to achieve the desired destruction effect. So the lord sent someone to secretly transport me.

But now the Butch family has blocked the border. They not only collect huge tariffs, but also send wizards to inspect the transported goods. That explosive has a strong magic wave, and it is impossible to deceive the wizard.

Transporting a whole carriage of cargo from the wild is very troublesome, and it is difficult to enter Banshee Castle. We have to use the road, so I thought of the corpse collector. "

Adrian's vision is similar to Powell's, and all rely on the special identity of the corpse collector. As for the two chiefs sent to assist...

"Bishop is quite cunning and has a lot of guards around him. There are also many masters in Banshee Castle. It is difficult for me to act in public, so I can't control the target's trajectory.

Therefore, Master Bank needs to make certain predictions to help me determine Bishop's daily activities. In addition, accidents are likely to occur during the operation, and Master Mondino's assistance is also required. "

The two chiefs had no objections and nodded slightly. Only the black cat squatting by the table made a ‘meow’ sound, indicating that it had no task yet.

A tenth-level alchemist assassin, even if she is her own, also makes a few people present are afraid of the heart.

Hugo's strength has grown particularly fast. Every time he is upgraded, he is not alone, and all the maids are promoted and strengthened, and the mechanical dragon is no exception.

In the eyes of others, Hugo alone can run north with her personal maid. Therefore, like the old Bank, he obediently obeyed, and dared not make the slightest mistake.

Adrian is not good at arbitrarily assigning this black cat. He spread his hands and said: "Miao Miao, you are free, walk around the city, don't go into trouble."

The black cat murmured again and approved the arrangement, so he rushed out of the furniture store and disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, Powell felt that he had settled the corpse, and returned to join Johnson.

The illusionist cheered to his companions in an ecstatic tone: "It's unbelievable. Many people have the same thoughts as us."

‘Many people’ plus ‘same thoughts’, Powell instantly felt that something was wrong.

But Johnson was unconscious and continued to say: "I found a dozen wizards in the afternoon. Everyone expressed their willingness to cooperate. I easily raised 150,000 gold coins."

Hearing the funds of 150,000 gold coins, Powell felt better again. He asked, "What about money?"

"Naturally, it won't be handed over to me now, and we won't get the money until we set off." Johnson shrugged. "In addition, there is a little trouble."

Judging from Johnson's expression, Powell felt it was a big trouble.

"The wizards didn't worry about handing over the money to us. They decided to do the business together." Johnson rubbed his hands, with some embarrassed expressions, and seemed to be wondering whether the next words would cause a fight?

Powell frowned as well. After waiting for a while, he could only ask the beep crouching over Johnson's head, "Your master promised to join others?"

Dudu didn't answer directly. It tapped Johnson's head with his paws, and said in a regretful tone: "Look, I'll say you are smart. How can you divide the money after you pull so many people?"

Johnson hummed, daring not to refute his own favorite.

Dudu said to Powell again: "My master not only brought a dozen wizards into the camp, he also told you about the idea of ​​‘corpse taker’.”

Johnson quickly interrupted, "I am here to increase the persuasion, otherwise how could someone else give us over 100,000 gold coins to take care of? Anyway, the profit is so great, we only need to earn a little bit."

Say it?

Still want to make money?

Powell was furious, and he didn't know how to scold. He stared blankly at his companion, silent for a long time, and finally shouted:

"Johnson, I always feel that you are a fool. But your ability to be stupid is beyond my imagination.

You tell others all the cards, how can we make money? Can't others do it by themselves? Why should we make money?

You still have your face coming back and seem to be doing great work. I'm really fed up with you and this silly bird. Goodbye, I don’t want to work with you anymore. "

Powell was mad and unbearable, and his rich blood became colder than the north wind at the moment. He turned and left the hotel room where the two rented, pushed the door and left without looking back.

Just waiting for the person to disappear, Dudu whispered in Johnson's ear: "Master, you have missed a detail and didn't say it. Don't plan to make it clear?"

Johnson said nigh: "Wait a minute. If you say that in person, Powell will definitely want to beat me. It won't be too late to wait until he comes back."

One person and one bird were waiting in the room, and Powell had just left the second floor of the hotel and had to leave the gate. But before he reached the door, a wizard wearing a robe came in.

The other party took two apprentices, and when they saw Powell, they raised their hands enthusiastically. "Ah..., isn't this our dear Mr. Fortune? I'm so happy to see you."

What... Mr. Fortune?

Powell didn't know each other. The wizard who was able to enter the door was familiar with the conversation, praising him for his courage and courage, and expressed his trust in him and his willingness to cooperate.

Powell couldn't understand it at all. He was full of anger but could not be rude to the wizard. He could only reply a few words.

After two minutes of chatting, the carriage rumbling outside the door of the hotel, the entrance became the entrance to the vegetable market, and many people came in one after another.

They are either wizards, nobles, or big merchants, and even the deceased of the Principality of Oss.

These people have different backgrounds and different identities, but without exception, they greet Powell like an old friend, and come round to praise his wisdom and courage.

The more praised others, the more frightened Powell was. He faintly realized that the situation was out of control, and it must be that Johnson, the ball, pushed him into the fire pit in the back.

At this time, the stairs on the second floor of the hotel.

Toot grabbed the floor and hung upside down, revealing half of his head, just to see Powell surrounded by the hotel lobby. It said to Johnson hiding behind the stairs:

"Master, Powell can't get away, but you are miserable. He must not be able to kill you now, but it will be hard to tell later."

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