Baron Maury Stevenson sat on the sofa near the fireplace, looking a little drowsy, the stove was extinguished in front of him, there was no flame, and the gas lamp in the room was not on.

More and more people poured into the town of Yanjing, which made the down-and-out nobleman a little irritable.

This is one of the few things that can make him so depressed since his youngest son, Carlos Stevenson, has had the pure bloodline of Winter Moon.

"Is Augusta really going to sit on the sidelines?"

The old nobleman sat motionless on the sofa and sneered as if talking to himself.

In the darkness of one corner of the room, a figure was hunched up, short but unusually strong, with swarthy skin exposed, strong and powerful.

The short man lowered his head a little more when he heard this, and promised, "My lord, the Steam Guardian is a self-contained entity, and no one knows what that one thinks." ”

Maury muttered a low curse.

"Your Excellency?"

Maury shook his head slightly, and said, "I heard that his steam turbine failed today?"

The dwarf in the darkness shook his head,

"There is no downtime in the mining of the salt wells, and the steam elevators are still operating as usual. ”

Moli's eyes were flat, but his lips moved slightly, squeezing the stubble skin at the corners of his lips into a bolt shape, "Julio, as the overseer of the salt shaft mine, you care more about the security of the mine's operating machinery, you go to guard the mine, and by the way, see what the hell Augusta is doing in the steam valve house." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Julio nodded in agreement, and then stepped out of the darkness, still afraid to approach the cloudy light that shone into the room from the window behind him.

The short Julio paused and added, "I have something to tell you, Master Carlos went to the treehouse outside the town this morning. ”

Maury Stevenson was silent for a while before he said, "Well, I know." ”

The latter bowed down respectfully, grabbed the manhole cover-like object from the ground, lifted it easily, and then leaped down into the shaft tunnel.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"It seems that it is necessary to arrange some back-ups. ”

Maury Stevenson thought to himself and slowly got up from the couch.

Suddenly, his body shook slightly, and his standing posture became a little stiff in a moment.

"Lord Murray, long time no see. ”

An uninvited guest stood a few steps behind Maury, looking at the stiff back of the nobleman, a smile on his evil and cold face.

"Gail, the little one of the Schertleys?"

Maury was stunned for a moment, and then quickly judged the identity of the person who came out.

Because the man's voice was special enough.

It was an extremely hoarse smoky voice.

Gail Schertley also seemed unfazed that the aristocratic man in front of him could immediately identify himself.

It's just that when he watched the back of the silver-haired aristocrat in front of him relax from his stiffness and calmly sat back on the sofa again, he didn't even bother to look back at himself.

He felt a little inexplicably angry.

Maury Stevenson sat upright, took a cigar from his cigarette case and lit it with a match.

Gail couldn't help but curse in disgust in his heart.

Then he hid in the darkness with squinted eyes and a cold grin, and a creepy gurgling sound came from his throat.

"It's a great honor for me to remember my last name!"

Gail's wrinkled and mottled face was twisted so that his voice squeezed out of his throat between the words, hoarse and slightly trembling like a torn radio.

He continued: "You didn't expect us to meet one day, did you? yes, I didn't expect to be imprisoned in the deepest dungeon of the collapse of the salt well, and the world is unpredictable. ”

Maury Stevenson let out a long puff of smoke, looking a little confused, as if trying to remember something.

"Yes, Gail Schertley, I could not have imagined that your faithful father would have rebelled against the Light, become a wizard, and fall into a demonic state. ”

"It was the stupid Holy See who killed my father, and you are the executioner. ”

Gail Schertley retorted loudly, and pulled out a short gray cane from the black canopy on his chest and pointed it at the man on the couch.

"Great wizards do not need the mercy of the Light. ”

Maury Stevenson shook his head slightly, as if he was not afraid that death might be imminent.

He ignored the wand that emitted a deadly glow behind him.

Taking another hard puff on his cigar, the rich aroma of a large amount of nicotine seemed to rush into the lungs, and he coughed, and he said contemptuously, "The Holy Light does not have mercy on fools. As for greatness, ha, ridiculous! mud-legged doglegs, not worthy of Schertley's surname..."

"Don't use the name of mud legs to slander friends in the human world, you are provoking the Wizarding Alliance and the entire underground system. ”

"Wizard, all I have in front of me is the guy who was banished into the sewers by the light, a fool who killed his own father with his own hands.

Also, the demon is not a companion, the mud leg of the underground mud world..."

"Damn it, shut up!"

Gail cursed angrily and smirked as he unleashed his sorcery.

A crimson fiery serpent erupted from its wand.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The red-hot heat of the fireball reflected the distorted face of Gael Schertley in the shadows.

The underground department is not a demon-

In his eyes, as well as that of all wizards, these powerful nobles are the real executioners and demons who have been persecuting them.

The heavy roar of the Deadwood Wand made Gail's slightly nervous face relax.

The red light faded in an instant.

Gail stepped out of the shadows, looking at the puddle of bright red printed on the back of the couch, Maury's body tilted and his head hung down, and the burning cigar rolled down the smooth floor.

Gail's Adam's apple squirmed, sneering at the fallen corpse.

"Lord Enzo has arrived, and the whole town of Shioi will be buried for your foolishness. ”

He taunted the deceased loudly, great satisfaction on his face.

However, as soon as his words fell, his throat seemed to be tightened by a bolt, and no longer made a sound, and the sneering expression became hideous in an instant, and fear and surprise instantly swept over the young wizard's body.

"Oh, is this Demon Abyss Invasion actually at the Commander level?

The Wizard Alliance has invested a lot of money, so the crisis in Xilin City is caused by them. ”

A familiar voice sounded in Gail Schertley's ears, the source of the voice was close to his ears, who else could that familiar voice come from Maury Stevenson, who had just been killed by his own hands!

Gail, whose face was still hiding in the shadows, trembled violently unconsciously, his pupils widened like dead fish eyes for a moment, and his face was full of incredible expressions.

"It's... That's impossible. ”

It wasn't until a cold ache in his neck that Maury Stevenson reached out and plunged a tiny silver needle into his major artery that Gale woke up from his fear and unreality.

It's just a pity that it's too late.

In the end, a man's voice without sorrow and joy finally didn't let him die of confusion.

"Thank you for the intel, by the way, the pyrotechnics are not bad, piercing the couch and penetrating the core of my stand-in puppet, bastard. ”

Maury Stevenson Winter Moon, a puppeteer who only inherited less than 30% of Winter Moon's bloodline abilities, looked at the corpse that fell at his feet, frowned and thought for a moment.

Then he turned and paced toward the corner of the study, crouching down and reaching for an old lacquered wood cabinet.

There was a sound of a mechanical turntable, and the wooden cabinet flipped over like a Rubik's cube, and finally opened and closed with a crisp creak.

The door opened, and Maury fumbled his hand through the open wooden cabinet.

Moments later, a mechanical pocket watch was held in the palm of his hand.

There is no time scale on the pocket dial, and a slender hand slowly rotates with a tiny golden ball of light in the center of the dial.

And next to the tiny golden point of light, a ball as black as an ink ball was moving parallel to it.

Maury Stevenson's expression was a little solemn, he closed the pocket watch in his hand, put him in his breast pocket, then took off the black top hat and trench coat from the coat rack, and walked out of the house over Gail's dead body lying on the ground with his eyes open.