Knight of the Light

"Powell, Powell."

Johnson came out of the inspection office in the west of the city, disguised as a civilian, and trot all the way back to the illusion cabin hidden in the noble area of ​​the city. He made a fuss calling the name of his companion, anxiously.

Mr. Secret Agent sat lazily on the cushion in the house, with Johnson's men in front of and behind him. Two long-legged assassins were staring at him. He was trapped in the cabin with a glass of wine in his hand.

Looking at the bottle on the table, he has been drinking alone for a long time.

When the Illusionist came back, Powell replied irrationally, "What's wrong?"

"You can't guess what I saw in the inspection office?"

Johnson seemed to be investigating what a big secret, and took Powell ’s hand. “Victor Hugo was too insidious and cunning. He played around with the people of Coldwind.”

Powell poured himself another glass and sneered, "This is also news? If the Lord Lord did not make trouble, why would we want to hide from Tibet?"

Johnson ignored the opponent and continued to say: "Damn Hugo has placed hundreds of infantry in the inspection office. I think their training is much stronger than the ordinary noble family soldiers."

The lords are large and small, and the small lord is often a knight, and the territory is a village with a population of hundreds of people. With two attendants and five serf soldiers, it would be nice to be able to go out for half a month without being hungry.

A lord like Zhou Qingfeng who has raised a large number of out-of-work craftsmen while also raising thousands of troops can already sweep an urban area.

"I also met wizard wizards and adventurers from other families. These shameless guys abandoned their vows and surrendered to the new master secretly."

Johnson speaks with anger.

Powell's "You Only Know" expression, "Hugo has money in his hand. How many forces can withstand him digging the corner? This is a big shuffle. People who have no way out of the day naturally turn to each other."

Johnson was even more resentful and felt a little bit smooth, "Hugo is strong enough. No matter how he does it, he is really strong enough.

The Arad family, the Lehman family, the Minos family in the city, these **** rebellions originally drove the long-legged family, and now the disaster is coming. I really want to see their regretful expressions. "

Powell rolled his eyes for this, and nodded infrequently, "You are right, the city's dignitaries can't sit still. Ask you that silly bird."

"Poor ghost, you are stupid." The familiar pet owl on the bird stand grumbled, grabbing a few paper rolls and falling on the master's head.

Johnson grabbed the scroll and glanced quickly, and asked in surprise: "New news? Is it accurate?"

"You stuck me here, I can't do anything."

When Powell was pulled into the water by Johnson, he was almost under house arrest in the illusion hut. "I can only send your magic pet to contact the few remaining families in the city.

Hugo quickly counterattacked the long-legged home attack and humiliated the enemy's body. The stupid pariahs in the city naturally cheered, but the real nobles could not tolerate this.

Old Arad is mobilizing the forces in his family, but nearly half of the knights rejected his call. Several chiefs of the wizarding group tried to gather their disciples, and nearly half of them could not be reached.

Hugo's attack was too powerful. Open competition, fair trade, and unrestricted knowledge dissemination. The heads and chiefs of the families will be unable to control the situation.

Everything Hugo gives is honey with poison, which makes people willing to be poisoned. If you do n’t want to die, the only cure is to get rid of him.

The dignitaries in the city finally realized the real danger and were willing to work together to eliminate Victor Hugo. This is the only consensus reached in the past six months. But how to do it, they are still arguing. "

Following Powell's description, Johnson read the paper in his hand again.

In the Wizard's Tower, several chiefs are negotiating.

Of the eight chief executives in the past, only five are still sitting together. Only half of the group of more than 30 wizards can gather together.

Cooperation with ‘Fuqiangling’ starts with happiness, but ends with anger.

The chiefs all felt the pain of cutting the skin. They took it for granted that Hugo, like himself, regarded the secret of magic as a treasure, and never let it out easily.

However, Hugo has established an open library and also teaches publicly. In only half a year, the power generated by monopolizing knowledge was easily dismantled.

This is not all along.

The chiefs condemned Victor Hugo's evil for a while, and instead counted the manpower that can be firmly controlled, preparing to take out the tricks at the bottom of the box to fight.

Plastic Energy Chief Rao scolded after counting one: "Damn Hugo has reduced the number of usable people by half, but through various transactions, magic items like scrolls have doubled."

Change Chief Piero said with affirmation: "Our strength has improved a lot in the past six months, and it may not be impossible to fight. Dry Hugo, the knowledge he has is everyone's knowledge."

Knowledge, knowledge, the most important thing for a wizard is knowledge.

This is like a gambling game, the chiefs of secret talks have added chips to their hole cards. If it is not added at this time, it will not be added in the future.

Compared with the "friendly" atmosphere among the chief wizards, the Arad family's predominantly mansion is much more manic. Old Arad shouted a dozen of his rivals, and everyone discussed how to deal with the dilemma.

"I can also call six family wizards, fifty knights, and three hundred armed servants. As for the serfs, those are useless."

Old Arad slammed his hands toward the elliptical long table, leaned over and stared at a dozen former colleagues at the table, today's enemies and allies, shouted fiercely:

"In the past, the long-legged family was just squeezing us. Victor Hugo wanted us to disappear."

In the gloomy room, only a few candlesticks were lit at the table. Old Arad's crackling sound made the candlelight tremble and endure his extreme anger.

The act of hanging the body of the long-legged knight was a turning point. It helped Victor Hugo win the hearts of the people, attracted the support of the neutral forces, but also gave the city a powerful blow, waking them from their dreams.

Phils. Long legs will not let go of the cold wind city's rebellion, Victor Hugo covets the whole cold wind city.

The dignitaries who chose the rebellion did not regret it. They all forgot why they had betrayed the long-legged family. Now they only hate Victor Hugo for being too greedy.

Facing the threat of old Arad, the patriarch of Minos also shot the table and scolded: "How could the Arad family have only fifty knights?"

It ’s okay not to mention this, it makes Old Arad even more angry. “Why? Do you want to make another fight? This is already all my family. Do you dare to say that your family has not been eroded? How much troops can you mobilize ? "

All the people here asked were ashamed and annoyed. After some collections, the dignitaries can only gather twenty or thirty family wizards, 145 knights, and armed servants can be thousands.

But this distance fell sharply during the strongest period.

Statistics make the families sad. Old Arad shouted again: "Can't drag on anymore. Hugo is like a dose of chronic poison, and we have no chance at all if we don't resist."

"How do we act?" A patriarch of a small family asked key questions.

"Assemble the team and directly siege the 'rich and powerful leader'." The patriarch of Minos suggested.

"Coco Victor Hugo's whereabouts are uncertain, he seems to be in the wizard's tower in the city recently."

"Then join hands with the wizarding group."

"Winning, do we have to split the results to the wizard chief?"

"Theoretically it is divided."

"So how much can we divide?"

"Now it's ridiculous to talk about the results of the division?"

"So who will direct this operation?"

"Naturally it's me."

"Why cement?"

"You idiots, care about it if you die?"

In the cold room, before the shaking candle, the quarrel started again. There will be no results until the heads of the families are noisy.