After returning to Niclair Manor, Luo Yun joined the Andrew knight who had taken a short rest, together with Yubari and the blowing snow that had finished entering the canal, and the group of four rode on war horses to follow the sled dog that had already sensed the smell of fragrant bait and galloped away, as for Kate, Luo Yun was left in Baishan Town, and his task was to recruit a group of young men and guide them in the most basic military training.

Having learned the lessons of the collective rebellion of the previous generation of the family's private army, Luo Yun's reserve private army recruited this time did not directly recruit mercenaries and adventurers from the society like Duran's father, Viscount Zack, but chose the young and middle-aged lords who were born and raised in the Viscount of Niclel, these young people who have lived in this land for generations have quite good loyalty to the Niclair family, and under the inspiration of rich military salaries and chivalry, these young men who are still enthusiastic have abandoned the farmers, As blacksmiths or hunters, they will undergo arduous training as professional soldiers, and after they have a certain foundation, they will be taught the martial arts of cultivating fighting qi in the army, and eventually grow into qualified private soldiers of the Niclair family.

At the same time, in Mosul, a city thousands of miles away from Baishan Town, which is located in the middle of the province of Lorraine, and is among the best in the Principality of Watson in terms of size and prosperity, a knight in black leather armor is riding towards a huge manor that occupies nearly one-third of the area of the aristocratic district south of the city of Mosul.

The black-armored knight was shocked, looking at the vigorous fighting spirit fluctuations of these four guards, it was obvious that each of them had the strength of a sword master, and the four of them joined forces to be afraid that even a middle-level sword master-level powerhouse could win the battle, and someone of his strength would probably be killed in an instant, and everyone knew that in the entire city of Mosul, the only one who could send four sword-level powerhouses to guard the door was the owner of the city, the Saad family, and these Saad family guards would definitely kill if they killed themselves, Even the forces behind him would not fight the Sade family for him.

Pulling the reins fiercely, before the horse could stop, the black-armored knight jumped off the horse, staggered a little quickly to the gate, bowed to the four cold-faced guards, and said: "My lords, I am Ram of the Thieves' Guild of Mosul City, just now the Thieves' Guild of Duis Province sent information about the Niclair family, which was ordered by the Marquis of Sade in our guild, please pass it on your behalf." ”

This thieves' guild is a huge force composed of a group of thieves who specialize in spying on intelligence, and there are branches in most cities on the mainland, although the power of the Thad family is strong, it is difficult to extend to Baishan Town, thousands of miles away, in order to get more detailed information about the Niclair family, Marquis Sade can only turn to this group of thieves in the shadows.

However, although the Marquis of Sade smashed a lot of gold coins in the Thieves' Guild, Baishan Town has not been officially upgraded to a city after all, and the Thieves' Guild has not set up a branch there, and the thieves who carry out the mission need to start from the Thieves' Guild in nearby cities, and the information obtained also needs to be transmitted to the Thieves' Guild in the capital of Duis Province, and then transmitted to the Thieves' Guild of Mosul City, thousands of miles away, through the magic guide there, which led to the fact that the information about the battle last night was not transmitted back to the Saad family until this afternoon.

Listening to the words of the black-armored knight, one of the four guards frowned and said in a low voice, "Please wait a moment, I will go and ask the butler His Excellency Saven." ”

At this time, in the study of a castle in Saad Manor, a white-haired old man wearing cotton pajamas was sitting at the desk and carefully flipping through the pages of a book in his hand that had been slightly yellowed.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door of the study, and the old man frowned slightly, and answered casually.

The hardwood door was gently pushed open, and an old man wearing a delicate tuxedo with meticulously combed hair walked in gently, only to see him bow slightly, hand a letter sealed with fire paint to the old man, and said, "Lord Marquis, just now the Thieves' Guild has sent information about the Niclair family, please take a look." ”

This kind-hearted old man is the contemporary head of the Sade family, Marquis Gurit Sade, one of the only three hereditary marquis of the Duchy Watson, and the mastermind behind the murder of Viscount Zack and his plot against the Niclaire family.

Gurlitt took the letter with a frown and examined it carefully.

After a while, he rubbed his temples and sighed lightly: "It's really mud that can't support the wall, so many people haven't been able to kill that kid, not to mention, and let Sa Ying fold there." ”

The old man dressed as a housekeeper changed his face slightly, and he whispered in a somewhat stunned voice: "How can Sa Ying say that he is also a great thief at the middle swordsman level, and he has two pieces of enchanted equipment given by your master, Andrew of the Niclair family is just a novice who has just broken through the swordsman level, how did he kill Sa Ying?" ”

Handing the letter in his hand to the old man in charge, Gullitt said, "It's not that Andrew who killed Sa Ying, in short, Savien, you can see for yourself first." ”

stepped forward and took the letter with both hands, and after reading it carefully for a while, the old butler Saven was a little stunned and said: "It is suspected that he was wiped out by two girls who used fire-based magic guides with one blow, this is ......"

Rubbing his eyebrows, Gullit sighed lightly: "Sanders, their original plan was to kill Duran's kid while he was out hunting, and according to the inference of the thieves' guild's ground rats, these two women should be Duran's kid who accidentally met during this hunt, heh, are they idiots to me." ”

The old butler Saven frowned, and said with some hesitation: "What do you mean, these two people were sent by the family behind a certain big chamber of commerce?" ”

"There is only this possibility, we don't have a few magic devices that can kill the swordsman in one hit, not to mention the small nobles in the countryside like the Niclair family, if nothing else, it should be that Duran kid was rescued by a big chamber of commerce when he was fleeing for his life, and then exchanged some conditions for the support of the family behind that chamber of commerce." Gurlitt picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip lightly.

"My lord, which family do you think is colluding with the Niclair family?"

"Haha, Saven, do you old guy know how to hide too?" Gullit put down the teacup in his hand and laughed loudly: "I don't believe you can't guess that who else can there be other than the Karlan family who has the strength and courage to come up with such a powerful magic weapon, and who else has the ambition and desire to expand the sphere of influence to the central part of Duis Province?" It seems that Rohm Calland's rough goods are not willing to be lonely. ”

"Your Excellency, you're laughing." Listening to Gullit's words, Saven seemed to be a little embarrassed and smiled slightly, and then the smile on his face gradually faded, and said solemnly: "This Kallan family stretches out their hands so long, do you think we want to warn them?" ”

"Warning? What warning do we use? Gullit sighed lightly, beat his leg and said: "Alphonse, that old thing that is about to go to the ground, in order to pave the way for his waste son, dreams every day that he wants to bring down our Sade family, and their eyes are eager to even monitor the servants who clean the toilets in the manor, how can they let us mobilize the strong to attack his henchmen Callan family." ”

"Then we can only endure this breath?" Saven frowned, and said a little unwillingly.

"Bear with me? How can it be. Gurlitt Sade sneered, his face as kind as the old man next door showed a hint of domineering, and at this time, Gurlitt was able to make people associate him with a giant in the Duchy of Watson: "I am bound to win the territory of the Niclair family, and whoever destroys my plan will pay the price, even if Naroman is a confidant of the Grand Duke Alphonse." ”

"The thieves' guild's intelligence says Hagrid has escaped?"

Saven bowed slightly and said: "Yes, my lord, then Hagrid is a bandit after all, he has no honor as a warrior, and when he sees that the battle situation is unfavorable, he leaves his comrades and escapes, should we send someone to chase and kill?" ”

Shaking his head slightly, Gullit said: "You can chase but you can't kill it, I'm very interested in the powerful magic guide brought out by the Karlan family, but it's a pity that the information of the thieves' union is still not detailed enough." ”

"The closest stronghold of the Black Mountain bandits to Baishan Town is in the Bilim Mountains, if Hagrid wants to escape, he will definitely flee there, well, the closest vassals of the family are the Ruin family, let them send a master to bring Hagrid back to Mosul City."

"As for the Niclair family, put it aside for the time being, the Kallan family is not so easy to mess with, let's make that kid happy for a few days."

Saven said yes, bowed, and then turned to leave the study.

Listening to Saven's footsteps as he walked away, Gullitt sneered and muttered: "Anyway, no matter how much you struggle, you can't change the fate of the Niclair family's demise, as long as you can get that territory, not to mention the province of Lorraine, the entire Duchy of Watson is mine, let you be happy for a few days, after all, your time is running out." ”

As Gurlit's emotions stirred, a strong wave of fighting spirit spread from him, and the strong wind howled in the study, and the ancient books he had read before flipped with the wind, revealing a few lines of twisted and strange words on the cover.

And at this time, if there is a great sage who knows the language of demons, you can find that this ancient book is a roster of the Dark Mage Guild that has been extinct for a long time, this organization is notorious for using humans to sacrifice demons alive, and it attracted the joint efforts of nearly half of the continent's powerhouses to strangle it, and after the destruction of this evil organization, all the classics related to it were burned.

The wind of vindictiveness stirred the ancient books, and finally stopped on the title page of this roster, and surprisingly, occupying most of the title page is a bust of a middle-aged man, and under the portrait is a concise text written in the abyss demon language, which translates to the lingua franca of the human race:

"The great demigod-level demon warlock, the founder of the guild, Klose Nikel, may your will always guide us in the direction of our progress."