"Honor, Your Excellency Maury Stevenson.

From the great Wizarding Alliance, the third and last solemn warning, for the sake of the peace of the town of Salt Well, Mr. Carlos Stevenson is handed over to the wizarding town of Lincy River in East Cyprus, and we assure you of his safety. ”

Carlos looked a little ugly, and stuffed the letter back into the leather envelope and put it back in place.

When De Ligt returned from the dungeon, he saw Carlos in the living room, with his cheeks bowed and meditating.

"What's wrong?"

Carlos was mentally depressed.

"Is the Wizarding Alliance strong?"

De Ligt opened his mouth and sighed wordlessly.

"Do you want to harm another wizard? You just kidnapped a Sword Pavilion believer, and it is estimated that the other black hats will be wary of you soon, so you should keep a low profile recently. ”

"What if the other party wants to trouble me?"

De Ligt was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly: "Wizards have never known how to manage their reputations, if they dare to offend you, then don't worry about anything, clean up to death." ”

Carlos rolled his eyes, those who were hiding in the dark corners, if they were really that easy to deal with, would not be out of the public eye, and they would still grow to the point where the entire Imperial Light regime could not face them.

"I mean, what if the entire Wizarding Alliance were to deal with me?"

De Ligt looked at his brother Carlos in surprise, then smiled.

"The Wizarding Alliance wants to deal with you? you don't put gold on your face, the Wizarding Alliance is just an organization that huddles together for warmth, not a union, no one can represent all wizards, and it is nonsense to deal with you in the name of the Wizarding Alliance, unless you do something enough to offend all wizards and become the public enemy of all them. ”

Carlos was dumbfounded.

De Ligt saw the confusion on Carlos's face and chuckled,

"As far as I know, the Wizarding Alliance is just a group of people who rebel against the old rules, don't want to be bound by the Holy See, and hate the rule of the aristocracy, and their ultimate goal is to establish a new order! ”

Carlos' eyes lit up,

"So it was. ”

He was relieved, and the corners of his mouth chuckled, indeed, if the small number of wizards among them could reach a consensus within the Wizarding Alliance, even if they had the support of more than half of the wizards, it would be enough for the Imperial Light regime to completely liquidate them.

Maybe if you don't have to take action from the vested interests of the aristocracy like the Stevenson family, they will be torn to pieces by the giants of the Sword Pavilion and the Overseer.

No wonder my father didn't seem to care too much.

However, those sorcerers have written and threatened three times in a row, and it is estimated that they will not give up.

Hatred slowly accumulates from the very beginning, and since he knew about the filthiness between wizards and demons, Carlos has always repaid the greatest malice towards wizards.

If you were disgusted with their ways of doing things,

Now, it's more hostile.

It wasn't just Carlos who was hostile to wizards, but also the alchemist Du Buyi.

Especially after Carlos let out the rumors that the previous theft of the Alchemy Huts seemed to be somehow related to the wizard.

Today is the day when two people with a common position meet.

And the mutual identity between them.

It will be the teacher and the student.

Carlos was invited into the carriage by Stevenson's old groom, and Grant whispered with humility, "Young Master, please get in the carriage." ”

After Carlos got into the tin carriage and stretched out his white palm to wave goodbye to the servants and butlers who saw him off at the door, Grant regained his numb and rigid face and slowly drove out of the gate.

It doesn't take too long to get from the northeast to the south of the town.

The carriage only had to pass through the long street of Yanjing Town, which was so familiar that it could not be more familiar, to enter the grove of poplar trees at the entrance of the town.

In the middle of the woods is Du Buyi's alchemy hut.

However, today's journey was not smooth.

Carlos lifted the sunshade on the window of the carriage and looked at the crowded scene on the long street, his face full of surprise.

The streets were littered with bounty hunters, dressed in different suits, with rough pistols and blasting pistols as if they were standard, shouting in the streets, recruiting and the like, and then the lone wanderer gathered and departed in a makeshift squad from the avenue at the entrance of the town.

At the same time, there were weary hunter squads or dusty lone bounty hunters, squeezing into the streets from outside the town and merging back into the streets.

The town is full of these hunters.

The bar was even more crowded, and even the benches at the door were filled with outsiders holding bottles.

"What's going on?"

When the carriage was completely forced to stop by a drunken man, blocking the direction of progress, Carlos couldn't help but sigh.

After only a long time of being confined to his home, this sparsely populated border town has become such a noisy appearance.

Grant yelled at the drunks in front of him to get out of the way, and when he heard Carlos's words, he turned his head and explained with a smile.

"A few days ago, I heard that a group of low-level alienated beasts appeared at the foot of the Rodney Mountains not far away, they came for those alienated beasts, we are the closest town to the west side of the Rodney Mountains, these people are here to rest, today is a few people, most of the bounty hunters have already formed a hunter team and entered the mountain. ”

The furs of the alienated beasts have always been sold for a good price in the city of Cyprus, and some rare materials are used as important items for casting spells or refining, which is even more popular among the great nobles and warriors.

"What about the first group of Black Hats and Bounty Hunters who wanted to hunt down demons?"

"Young Master doesn't know, since the Overseer Airship had an accident outside the town, most of those people have turned to the ruins of the ruined Xilin City, and most of the people here now are almost all heading towards the Rodney Mountains. ”

Carlos nodded thoughtfully, and said in his heart that these bounty hunters are really interesting, where there is money to be made, how to be like nomads, and he heard someone in front of the carriage exclaiming.

A thunderous sound resounded through the street ahead.

Someone shot at him, and Carlos was taken aback.

Then, I saw Uncle Grant swearing and getting out of the carriage.

"Stop, damn it, who gave you the guts to dare to kill people in the street here. ”

When Grant's scolding was heard in the carriage, Carlos couldn't help but frown.

There were people who committed murder in the streets.

"Ahh

A scream came from the crowd, making people feel piercing and chilling.

Carlos sat patiently for a while, then opened the door and walked down.

The two Stevensonian night watchmen who accompanied him hurriedly approached him and separated the onlookers from him.

The middle of the street.

On the dirt road lay the corpse of a straight middle-aged man.

Beside him, a lean young man lay sideways, blood oozing from his mouth, and he held a short shotgun in his hand, the muzzle of which was still emitting hot smoke.