"Lord Craig, I just made a final persuasion to His Majesty, but he still believes the words of that witch, if this continues, Atlantia will be invaded by those monsters sooner or later!"

Morriet said that his status in this group is not low, but in the face of the host Craig, it seems that he still has to be humble.

"Your Majesty has been bewitched by a witch, and we need to act in time to save Atlantia. ”

Craig nodded, and began to talk about his final confirmed plan.

Rosen listened from the sidelines, and soon understood that these people were actually preparing to start a rebellion, in the name of Avinia's demagoguery of Fleming I, to send troops to seize power, as for the reason or anything, it was under the guise of this Lord Craig.

Their plan was very simple, to start directly at the wedding of Fleming I and Avinia, many of these nobles had military power, and Craig was a general in charge of the army, and when the matter was completed, Fleming I would be placed under house arrest, and then gradually seize power, it was such a simple and direct plan.

However, Rosen is very curious, do these people really think that Avinia's ability to predict is fake, if there is such a 1 in 10,000 chance that Avinia is genuine and able to predict the future, then these people's plans are almost transparent, and there is no possibility of success at all.

However, judging from Fleming I's behavior just now, it seems that he was not aware of the conspiracy of these nobles, and it seems that Avinia did not obey the king.

"It's interesting. ”

Rosen guessed that Avinia already knew the outcome, and according to her, Atlantia would be destroyed by the Chaos Folk no matter what, so whoever seized power would be meaningless, and it would be a dead end anyway.

However, it is worth noting that if they do set off a rebellion, then it is very likely to cause turmoil in the whole of Atlantia, and it is not impossible for the Chaos cultists to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

"That witch has the ability to predict the future, should we dispose of her first? ”

Someone asked, fearful of Avinia's purported power to foresee the future.

"Do you really believe she has that power?"

Someone retorted and knocked on the table.

"She's just a little smarter, and can deduce the movements of the monsters from the clues, or can she clearly sense the thoughts of those monsters and predict the future? If she can really predict the future, then why are we sitting here now, without His Majesty's army to arrest us? ”

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something, and suddenly disappeared.

In the conference room, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

“...... Ahem, even if the witch can really know the future through some means, there is no way for her to stop the wheels of history from rolling forward. ”

Craig cleared his throat and continued.

"The entire army around the palace of Atlantia is already under my control, and they are no longer able to fly. ”

Rosen listened to them for a while, and to be honest, the feeling of knowing the script in advance and then watching them perform was quite strange, but thinking of the assassin that Fleming I had called today, Rosen felt that their plan might not be so easy to achieve.

After the meeting, Rosen followed Mauriai directly, because it seemed that he was in danger tonight, and Rosen wanted to find out what the killer Fleming I had found was.

When Mauriai returned home and chatted with his wife for a while, he went to the study and began his daily reading routine.

Lawson stood silently behind him, like a spirit behind him.

Not long after, a gust of wind came out and blew out the candles, and the room was suddenly dark.

"What's going on?"

Mauriai was a little irritable, and picked up the wick to re-light the candle, but subconsciously froze.

"I don't seem to have opened the window, where does the wind come from?"

But this doubt only lasted for a moment, and without further thought, he lit the candle, and the light filled the room again.

Then, Moliai found himself in front of him, and at some point there was a man dressed in black.

"Are you...... Someone"

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp blade pierced his throat, and blood gushed out and spread onto the desk, staining the books on it red.

Mo Li Ai covered his throat and looked at the other party in horror, but the man did not say a word, and the short knife in his hand struck again, and he actually cut off Mo Liai's head directly.

Then the man waved his hand, and Mauriai's body was covered with a layer of black flames, which quickly burned out, and there was no ash left.

The strangest thing was that the flames did not affect the flammable books and tables at all, and seemed to have only effect on Moliai.

"The ability to control this flame, the strength of this killer doesn't seem to be weak...... And it feels. ”

From the flames, Lawson faintly felt a trace of chaotic aura.

"Could it be that Fleming I was the one who performed the Advent rites, or was he unaware of it, but was deceived by this man?"

Thinking about it, Rosen decided to follow the other party's actions.

However, it is strange to think about it, if Fleming I is really the one who performs the Advent Ritual of the People of Chaos, then there is no need for Avinia, who knows the future, to let him go, just try to stop him, and if he can succeed, then he may even change the pattern of the next hundred years of war.

While guessing, Rosen followed the killer closely.

The opponent moves very fast, and often uses some special skills to move, which is elusive, but under Rosen's deliberate perception, it is difficult for him to escape Rosen's grasp.

Soon after, he saw the killer enter the palace, meet Fleming I, display Mauriai's head, burn it, and leave the palace.

The killer shuttled through the alleys, but he didn't expect to enter the enclave of the aristocracy.

"Is this killer some nobleman?

Rosen followed him and found the killer turning over into a luxurious mansion.

He took off his black robe, revealing his scarred face, looked around, and walked into the room.

Naturally, Rosen also slipped into the house, and he saw the killer walk up the stairs and into a study on the second floor, and in the middle of the study, there was a person sitting with his back to the door.

"Well done, Mauriai is too nosy, and this is what he deserves, and if it weren't for his eagerness to fight for the rights of his wife's homeland, maybe he would have lived a little longer. ”

The man said, his voice familiar to Rosen.

"Then it's three days later. ”

He turned around, and Rosen realized that it was Craig, the man who had been talking and laughing with Morriet a few hours ago.