Knight of the Light

Not long after checking in, Old Bank conducted many divinations on the current situation. It is predicted that the wizard has many tricks that can be predicted by playing cards, dice, starry sky, etc.

Of course, the predicted results are often vague. Old Bank has 30 to 40 years of experience in interpreting vague information. But today, no matter how he divination, there is no information.

Good or bad, nothing at all.

Unprecedented things.

It seems that there is an unknown existence that forcibly washed the future.

Old Bank put away the divination cards at hand and the door was knocked. Zhou Qingfeng came in from the outside, followed by Adrian. He quickly got up and asked about the intention.

"Lord, do you need me to do something?"

Zhou Qingfeng nodded, grabbed a chair in the room and sat down, "My Excellency Bank, I have a task that needs your assistance."

Old Bank listened quietly.

"I'm going to kill Phils. Long legs."

Zhou Qingfeng stared closely at Old Bank's eyes, releasing his mental power and solidifying the air. Adrian stood behind him, seemingly random, but in fact alert.

Old Bank's eyelids jumped, his old face a little surprised. He was sitting like a decayed wood in a humble house, blending into the dark gray world.

His eyes rolled, and old Bank sighed and said, "Your Excellency, you learn so fast.

It should be so ruthless and fierce to the broken nobles. Only when the back path is completely cut off, with coercion and panic at all times, will they surrender like dogs.

You dragged me near the Banshee for a day, and then ordered me to deal with my own nephew, this idea is really wonderful! "

This is not only self-deprecating, but also bitter. But Zhou Qingfeng sat down unmoved. The figure of the halfling rogue flashed at the door of the room, and he wiped his neck towards Old Bank.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the door, the halflings had already flashed away. He looked at Old Bank again, "Do you know why the halfling hates you so much, or even hates you?"

Old Bank shook his head, "I don't know, there are too many people offended by the long-legged family in the Cold Wind City. We didn't care about such little people in the past."

Adrian whispered in the back, "That halfling was not dumb. He likes to dance and sing in the bazaar, he likes to make friends everywhere, and he is very happy.

But one day he made an unsuspecting friend of a long-legged man. For pleasure, the noble master melted a gold coin and poured it into his throat. Since then, he can no longer speak. "

The halfling wanderer protruded half of his head from the door again, and old Bank glanced at it with a lot of hatred. But he had no guilt about it.

"This kind of thing happens very often, and it happens all the time. Weakness is a kind of original sin, and too many suffer and die."

Instead, Zhou Qingfeng smiled, "So now?" He repeated, "I'm going to kill Phils. Long legs. Will you help?"

Weakness is a kind of original sin. Weakness is wrong even in breathing. No one cares, no pity.

Old Bank was silent for a long time. Before surrendering, he thought that Hugo might meet him, and his courtesy would be better. He has the ability and background, and it should be easy to get up.

If Victor Hugo is rushed back to the Black Forest, he will inevitably rely more on the old Bank with extensive connections.

This is a strategy of ‘advancing and attacking and retreating and defending’. Old Bank can completely unite with the long legs of Phils. Outside the Black Forest, travel among the forces of the North, meet each other from left to right, and then revive the family.

but......

Old Bank raised his head and stared at the young lord in front of him with dizzy eyes. He said in a low, hoarse voice: "You are trying to break my way.

The nobles in the North called you ‘Monsters of the Black Forest’, which is really a nickname. It was only after I suggested that I take a ruthless attack on the Horton family.

I have read through the stories of the kings of the past and have seen countless conspiracies and deceit. You have the potential to become a generation of Mingjun. You shouldn't hesitate when it's time to strike. "

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said with haha: "I look forward to the day when they call me the" unspeakable cannibal demon. "This nickname sounds more energetic."

After finishing his speech, Zhou Qingfeng stood up and walked out of the house without any stay.

The halfling outside the house grabbed a light crossbow and stared at Old Bank with fierce eyes.

Adrian did not follow away, but drew a dagger, "I heard that the prophetic wizard is very difficult to kill, I want to try today."

By breathing alone, Old Bank heard that there were people around his room.

At least two strong orcs stood behind the wooden wall of the room, and there was a half-elf archer on the roof.

The Mahan holding the tower shield should be just outside the door. The necromancer Mondino did not know where to ambush, but the ghost he summoned had already wandered in the room.

Zhou Qingfeng stepped out of the door with one foot, he just raised the other foot ...

"Wait, Lord Hugo. I did not refuse your request."

Old Bank increased the volume and shouted to the Lord Lord, "With your hard heart, the Buchi family's winning rate has to be reduced by another 10%."

"You said so much nonsense, I thought you had rejected it." Zhou Qingfeng chuckled, "Win rate? There is still a 60% reduction in 10%, you still feel that my enemy wins a lot."

"This is already an overestimation of your strength." Old Bank stood up and he didn't talk nonsense. "Fells didn't trust the Butcher family much. He didn't live in Banshee Castle, but outside the city Manor.

The defense of that manor was my arrangement, and all the magical warnings were set by me. I know where the manor ’s weakness is, and it has an influence on many people in the family.

I can only say that my nephew has a bad life. But this is lucky for you. With me in place, it would be easier for you to remove Phils. "

Everyone inside and outside the room was dumbfounded. Everyone shouted in their hearts-this old dog is really thick-skinned and changes his face really fast. He turned freely, without stagnation, and deserved to be an old nobleman.

Zhou Qingfeng was also surprised. He glanced back and called out: "Sophia, come and talk with Old Bank and ask for the information on the long-legged residence of Phils. We will visit him tonight."

The charm of the book emerged from the air, indicating that he obeyed the order.

Old Bank was surprised again, "Lord Hugo, you don't have to distrust me so much. I can remove Phils with you."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "It doesn't take many people to kill Phils. Besides, it's not good to have blood relatives face to face with each other, how bad it is. I have another task to give you.

Bishop has just taken Thousand Horses to win the Thick Fog Town, and he will face Lehman and the Minos family tomorrow. I don't want him to win too easily.

You and Adrian burned the logistics of these thousands of people. The baron's men must have a wonderful expression if they realize they have no food to eat. "

Old Bank's mouth widened as if he could spit out a toad. He didn't expect Zhou Qingfeng to be bold, so forty or so people sneaked into Banshee Castle, and actually returned the soldiers in two ways.

All the way to kill Phils. Long legs, all the way to burn Bishop's logistics.

If this succeeds, the situation will really open.