"What? The Abyss Card is here?"

"What? You won a hand of Abyssal Cards?"

"What? He told us to teach those noble geniuses a lesson?????

Assas couldn't hold his forehead and lay down in his chair, "Don't talk about it yet, I want to calm down...... My dear fellow, aren't you really amusing me? It's not funny at all!"

"Really, it's all true, all of my accounts are true records of what just happened," Delkora couldn't help but smile wryly as he looked at Assas's expression at the dragon, "I don't know what that Abyss Card is doing here, but he did play a game of Kara with me, and then let me win a small hand." He did give us the task, and said that it was given to us by Mr. Lance himself. It was all real, and we met him because of ten silver coins - hell, he didn't give me those ten silver coins!"

"Do you want to go?" Satya looked at him speechlessly, "You dare to ask for it?"

"Forget it, I figured it out, that guy named Cuso was definitely deliberately arranged by Richard to find us, he's a holy magister, I guess he'll know it as soon as we enter the town - of course it doesn't matter. And most importantly, what do you think about this task?"

"Not an easy task," Assas frowned, "If the intel Richard gave is okay, this should be a group of talented teenagers who are about to enter the study of Landmon." Reims Academy is a top institution, and the basic condition for admission is to reach the Black Iron Order before the age of fifteen, and this group of people, if I guess correctly, this is the 'preparatory class' organized by the Holy See, so that these geniuses who are about to enter will be familiar with the environment around Randmont in advance, and lay the foundation for future practical assessments in advance. ”

"Since you can all enter the preparatory class, it means that everyone here should be a black iron rank......" Del Colamo rubbed his chin, "I am also a black iron rank now...... It's not easy to do. ”

“...... Do you still want to use the strength of a trainee magician to solve this problem?"

"What do you mean by 'the strength of a trainee magician?' Whoever you look for is it, I'm a real black iron rank trainee magician!" Delkora touched her nose a little weakly, "The main thing is that you can't use lethal magic this time, the level of that level is secondary, and the main thing you need to pay attention to is the feasible method and concealment...... And security. Aren't we students, why do we feel like we're doing the work of a mentor?"

"You just found out?" said Satya helplessly, "this kind of thing should have been arranged by the school or the Holy See to do it, they can take care of the size, and make them lose their senseless pride without hurting the enthusiasm of the geniuses, so as to avoid unnecessary conflicts after the official admission." But let's do that kind of thing......"

Satya shook her head.

"We are also students, and our pride needs to be polished," Del Cora lamented, "I have worked so hard to go over mountains and mountains to study, and I have to work for them before I even enroll, which is simply - do you think Mr. Lance will pay us?"

Satya: "......"

Assas: "......"

The two looked at him speechlessly.

"I think he'll give it, and the 'omniscient' shouldn't oppress child labor. Del Cora actually made up his mind very seriously, and then lay down on the table in a deflated manner, "But this is a work that offends people after all......! Undetected...... Once we are seen, even if we are suspected of us, we will have many more enemies in the school in the future! Is Mr. Lance afraid that we will be too happy at school and find us something to do in advance?"

"We don't know anything about that team right now. "We need to know enough about them to be able to make a concrete plan." They're going to stay here for seven days?"

"Yes, for seven days, they camped by the brook west of town," said Del Cola, "should we sneak over and see what is going on?"

"I'm afraid that I will be discovered, the Holy See and the school must have sent teachers to accompany the team, and I am not confident that I can hide from them in my sneak. Satya shook her head, "I don't think Mr. Lance will explain our situation to the teachers. ”

"So Mr. Lance just wants to torture us—eh, wait, Satya," Del Cora thought of something, "you're a Black Iron mercenary now, aren't you?"

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

"Most of the missions announced in the tavern are of the Black Iron level—" Del Colamo rubbed his chin and his dejected expression instantly faded, "Why do we have to hide our whereabouts?"

"You mean......" Assas' and Satya's eyes lit up instantly.

The other side. Richard's house.

Richard, who was reading a book, suddenly had an impatient look on his face. He grabbed a card and threw it somewhere behind him without looking. The cards flew like blades into the corner, but suddenly froze in mid-air.

"Don't look at it, if you want to stealth, use high-level stealth, do you have to expose such a low-level vulnerability?"

"Tsk, your temper still stinks. ”

A hand holding a card appeared along with the owner of the hand. He flicked his finger upward, and the card flew into the air without a track, fluttering in the air, only to fall back on Richard's table—

It falls right on the cards.

"Why are you here to play cards with me?" Richard still didn't look back, and spoke without mercy, "Hey, Saltania, you're the wrath of the Templars, the leader of your Yadu 'Broken Sword', don't you think it's cheap?"

"Hey, Richard, can I say that," Saltania smiled nonchalantly, "You're the Holy Magister, the Abyss Card, the worst-tempered Holy Order in the continent - how could you have been in this little logwood town for months?"

"You're here to make me angry?"

"Yo, guessed?"

“...... Get out, get out. ”

"Don't do that, Richard, we've finally met once, don't just drive me away. Saltania pulled a chair and sat down on his own, "By the way, before those two little guys told you who you were, you had a pretty good attitude, what's the matter, changed sex? Let me guess...... Is it Mr. Reims making a bet with you, like how many people you have to play with in a few months, and you can't make them angry......

Richard didn't speak. But the small room suddenly swelled with violent elemental fluctuations.

"Okay, okay, don't mess with you, let's get down to business. Saltania waved his hand and said, "Is there something going on here?

"Don't ask me, I don't know, the old man didn't say," Richard's tone was irritated, "but the two little ones are here, and the old man deliberately let them stay here for seven days—I said it's okay here, will you believe it?"

"That talented student team was arranged by Mr. Lance?"

"I don't know, you ask him to go. You arrived almost at the same time as that damn team of geniuses, but they were to the west and you were to the south. ”

"So Mr. Lance arranged it all...... What is the purpose?" Saltania whispered to himself, "A crisis that will take two Holy Orders to solve?

"Hmph, do you need to think about it?" Richard scoffed, "what if it's okay here? Here you are, hey, children of fate, prophets of civilization, destined to solve a whole lot of troubles and crises - they are going to stay here for seven days? I thank the creator god for not razing this place for seven days." ”

“...... There is no justification for this accusation, Richard, and they are just solving trouble, not creating it. ”

"But you can't deny that they're always heading for the most trouble—God knows what strange attributes Nophon the Surrogate has added to their bloodline. Richard pouted, "What about you, what are you going to do? Follow them, or do you want to get the trouble that might come to you out of time?"

“...... I find I can't deny you, Richard, and follow them to find that trouble. Saltania paused for a long time, but finally admitted Richard's point.

"Hey, that's interesting, it's a god-given bloodline. ”

Richard took off his monocle and wiped it, and the lenses showed his face.

"God-given ...... Cage and Sfiodor. ”