At this time, on the third floor of the Red Castle, in Habo's conference room.

Grand Knight Simon, a dozen knights and priests he had just entrusted were all sitting there, retching and smoking Habo's cigars, making the conference room ablaze.

They returned here after returning from Alison's garden villa to discuss the huge challenge they would face next.

"The news must have spread. As a big businessman entrenched here, it is impossible that there is no one outside. Even if he doesn't, there must be people behind him." The observer who was named a knight said.

Everyone's expressions were not very good, and the observers all said so, so it was basically clear.

"Then they can also know that we did not kill the person." Daniel asked expectantly.

"Is that important? Although we didn't kill the person, the other party may not really care about this. The most important thing is the interests here."

Robin on the opposite side said as he stepped on the box of gold and silver jewelry placed in the center of the conference room and looked at everyone, "You can't expect the enemy to be merciful. With so much wealth, to be honest, even I am jealous."

"God said that whoever you meet is mine, and no one can take it away from you. If they dare to come, then I will fight with them." Pastor Peter took a puff of his cigar and looked at Knight Simon with a hazy look, "Sir, what do you think?

Woolen cloth?"

"No one will give up the meat on their lips." Simon clenched his chin with a gloomy expression, "It's a pity that Cade is dead. If Cade hadn't been killed by that woman, I would at least know my own fate and how to face it.

this matter."

At this point, Simon slammed the table and his face dripped with anger, "It's all that woman's fault. I told you not to kill anyone, but now you're so passive, it disrupted my plan!"

A group of knights were silent after hearing this. Besides blaming that woman and relying on the guidance of fate, can't you show your own courage?

You are no longer a little knight in the Simon Territory, you are now a baronet occupying an important economic town in the southwest.

The atmosphere at the venue suddenly became awkward for some reason.

Maybe everyone is here to discuss solutions, not to complain or criticize.

But at the critical moment, the first knight will still warm up. Louis looked around and said with determination, "If you make a mistake, you have to bear it. I think we can't let her hold us back. We should hand her over."

The professional knights were all shocked. It was not that they had never dealt with the lord before, but most subordinates were tolerant when they made mistakes. This was the first time they had seen such a fucking knight who was afraid of hurting himself and quickly got rid of him.

"Well, will she agree?" Several professional knights looked at Louis after hearing this, "Or can you beat her?"

"Shouldn't she take the initiative at this time?"

Louis didn't notice the sarcasm of the professional knights at all, and said sternly, "You don't have the consciousness of dedication at all?"

What should she dedicate to you? Why should she dedicate it to you? Has she obtained anything from you before?

Several professionals looked at Lewis with strange eyes. He was probably not related to the Grand Knight by blood, why were they all so shameless?

"Wishful thinking is useless, Knight Louis. Instead of thinking about these impossible things, it is better to analyze whether to fight, make peace, or escape."

The observer rubbed his forehead. After listening to these words, he could see that the lord he had taken refuge in might not have the same virtues as his previous patron. But fortunately at this time, he was also a lord and not an oppressed person.

Louis opened his mouth when he heard this, and subconsciously wanted to send the witch, but it seemed that he had been sold before.

"What about Lord Simon? What's your plan?" The observer glanced at him and then looked at Simon.

"There is a plan. Didn't you notice that the Immortal is not here?" Simon glanced at the observer after hearing this, "I sent him to attack Baron Salin."

"Ah?" As soon as he said this, all the knights were shocked, "Why did you hit him?"

"Do you think I am fighting on two fronts?" Simon looked at the shocked people and suddenly became energetic. He talked eloquently, "No, you are wrong. Just take down Baron Salin and transform him into a lich.

He led the people from the territory to join forces with us. Relying on this walled town, I really am not afraid of the local nobles!"

No, we didn't think about that. A group of knights opened their mouths in surprise when they heard this, but you.

"My lord, you are so clever!" The priest's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he took the lead in saying, "The barony itself, plus those knights who have not yet been swallowed up, call people into the team. We can raise at least two thousand people, and the immortal is

Doesn’t it know how to resurrect the undead? It’s no problem for a fourth-level soul master to get a thousand skeleton soldiers!”

"Absolutely no problem!" Simon finally had a smile on his face, and then raised the wine bottle on the side, "Here, drink!"

"Bang~" The pastor bumped into him.

The knights raised their wine glasses and looked at each other. One of their lords talked about the inferiors and superiors without any scruples in front of the vassals, but a priest showed his admiration for the necromancer.

This important commercial town was taken down by these guys?

Just as the scene started to get mixed up and became more and more noisy, Cadilla walked in from the outside. His expression was dull, as if something had happened.

"Kedila, don't you know that you are not qualified to enter the meeting of nobles?" The priest drank a glass of unknown wine and shouted at him with a red face, "Are there any rules?"

"I really don't want to come in and disturb you, but the Immortal is back." Cadilla lowered his head and said, then stepped aside, and saw a wrinkled young man appearing behind him.

"Oh, is that you Pippi? How can you walk upright?" The pastor looked at the young man, stood up and stretched out his hands and walked over there, but was immediately pushed away by the young man.

"I'm Nicholas, Simon. I'm sorry to tell you that the attack on Baron Salin Castle failed." The wrinkled young man looked at the moment of silence, "I never thought that one day I would be attacking a baron.

When you are there, you will meet a witch."

"Oh, damn, it's a witch again." Simon put down the wine glass after hearing this, "So you met love?"

"This is not funny." Nicholas looked at Simon.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Simon clenched his fists when he heard this. He suppressed his anger and asked the fourth-level soul mentor, "Then can you please tell me why?"

"I came to Baron Salin's Castle, and she came out to persuade me. Of course I would not compromise. As a necromancer, he is a killer with no emotions. Just when I was commanding the undead army to charge, she took off her clothes.

.”

"You said this is not love!" The pastor who was pushed aside suddenly jumped over and was slapped by the wrinkled young man.

"Under her clothes are eyes that are as closely connected as grapes, and her abdomen is filled with dry and festering holes. Those eyes are crowded there, and they move with her breathing. I don't think anyone would care about those hundreds of eyes.

The thought came from my eyes. When I saw her for the first time, my soul was torn apart, and my body was torn apart along with it. Afterwards, I thought about it, if I was still alive at that time, I would also become a monster."

Nicholas said, raising his wrinkled hand, "The necromancer has his own methods. Although I am not a lich, I also have my own soul box. I picked up this body on the roadside. I can immediately

It’s already very difficult to get back.”

"Doesn't that mean that Baron Salin's line is broken?" Simon felt a pain in his brain when he heard this. As a noble of the kingdom, he actually supported a witch. Baron Salin was so outrageous!

"But it can't be said that it's completely broken. Judging from the content of the soul before I accepted it, the witch is very similar to the rumors of a witch candidate who appeared in 63 years of the Red Moon. It is very likely that she is the truth who failed to advance to the witch ritual.

Eye."

Nicholas looked at Simon, "Theoretically, she cannot use this level of power, but if she does, she will never use it next time."

"Otherwise she will be recycled."

Simon and the others were silent after hearing this, absorbing what Nicholas said. After a while, Simon looked at Nicholas and said, "So you can still defeat her?"

"It's not me, it's you." Nicholas shook his head slightly when he heard this, "I was very weak before I reconstructed the phylactery. Even if she had already dropped a level, I would not do anything. After all, she is a witch, not an ordinary professional."

Simon nodded after hearing this, and then looked at the knights he had newly conferred, and saw that those knights lowered their heads. It was not like they had never seen witches before, and they would die if they went there.

The only one who raised his head was Louis, but before he could speak, another soldier came in from outside the room. He glanced at the room, then ran to the observer and whispered.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. You are all knights and you are qualified to hear any news." Simon frowned and said.

"The Great Knight of Grebiel has received news that they are mobilizing troops and preparing two thousand soldiers to recapture Janik. Their envoy has just arrived. This is a letter."

As he spoke, the soldier opened a letter and read it out on the spot, "You poor peasants from the countryside, there are two ways before you. One is to hand over the murderer and then surrender. The other is to not hand over the murderer and die with her."

.”

After the soldier finished speaking, he put the letter on the table, "Fellow knights, Knight Grebil is asking us to cut off our arms. If we join forces with the witches, he may not be able to get in."

A series of news made everyone feel paralyzed. Sure enough, they knew everything they should know, and they immediately raised two thousand troops. They were obviously eager for revenge. If they didn't hand over the murderer here, they would immediately attack the city.

Give people a chance to breathe.

Or could it be said that Grebir didn't intend to give them a chance to breathe at all, but was impatient?

For example, he had taken a fancy to this place early on, but because there were other nobles around, he couldn't find the right time to make a move. Now, an opportunity that would not be true has come.

Even if others pursue it later, he will say that I was protecting local interests, so the town was taken over.

"It's a good idea to cooperate with a witch."

Simon pondered for a moment and then nodded, then looked at the soldier and said, "Go and talk?"

"Ah? This." Xiaobing was speechless for a moment, then turned his head 360 degrees and grinned at Simon, "That's really great."

Although everyone in the room was drunk, they immediately knew something was wrong when they saw this situation, and wondered why there were so many surprises on this day.

For a moment, everyone stayed away from the soldier and took out their weapons to guard the soldier. Then they saw him saying hey, "It seems that Knight Simon has planned to break up with the witch."

"Who are you?" Simon's eyelids twitched wildly and he even raised his sword.

"I'm just an old and helpless puppet master." Xiaobing walked to the side and sat down on a chair. He raised the bottle and drank, letting the wine drip from his neck. Then he looked at the crowd and said, "Haha

, It’s so cool, I have nothing in prison.”

Simon frowned slightly when he saw this, and then looked at the observer. The observer shook his head slightly, indicating that there were no such professionals in the town.

"So you are the one who has a grudge against Alison?" Simon asked tentatively.

The soldier grinned when he heard this and glared at Simon, "Are all knights today so stupid? I am the puppet master, the mentor of the Twin Roses."

"Who are the Twin Roses?" Simon asked doubtfully.

Xiao Bing was slightly shocked when he heard this, then looked at Simon's confused face and couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and howl wildly.

"Ah!"
To be continued...