Richard was in no hurry to get in touch. When he got up, he saw Villerite leaning against the curtain, in a meditative state. Her supple blonde hair fell from her shoulders to the hem of her coat, her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were calm and serene, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

Richard thought about it, but still didn't wake up his student.

He stepped out of the tent with gentle steps, and soon realized that everything had become extraordinary.

"There's a weird ..... in this wind"

He thought to himself.

This is not pretense.

I don't know when a thick fog began to rise in the camp. There was a vast white area around it, and after a few meters of separation, it was impossible to see anything. The tents erected nearby had become shadowy and invisible, leaving only one continuous and blurred outline after another.

The endless mist filled his head, and Richard felt as if he was in the middle of a vast white sea. And......

"How can there be fog in a cave? Even if it's raining heavily, it's impossible. ”

He used the Demon Book he carried with him to use a "life detection" to make sure that the tent was full of people and that there were no abnormal signs of life.

However, no one made a sound.

It's quiet.

Richard remembered Willet, who slept in the tent, and she was as unaware as everyone else.

If there really is a living intrusion, someone should have issued a warning long ago. But now it seems that the young wizards are meditating or sleeping peacefully.

The cave was silent, and even the echo of a stone rolling on the uneven ground would hover around for a long time before disappearing into the mist.

Richard's first reaction was naturally the invasion of the fog demon: it was no accident that such a thick fog could gather in the cave entrance.

But strangely, the magic just now also did not detect any signs of the demon approaching.

Rasputin's meticulous collection of the Book of the Devil's Dao, after being made into a "psychic medium", can activate the prophetic ability of the master rank; The racial ability of ordinary fog demons can hide their physical appearance, but they cannot escape the capture of the breath of life.

Prophecy magic was their nemesis, otherwise Longman Hale wouldn't have asked the astrosorcerers to help.

The Fog Demons are indeed not here. And with the bloodthirsty nature of the demons, if there really is a number of clusters that can shroud the spring hunting team in a collective mist, why not start hunting immediately?

In other words, it is likely that the fog was not caused by them; Or did they release the fog and leave without doing anything?

The only possibility is that someone is manipulating them behind their backs.

Richard thought for a moment, and a huge spirit emerged from behind him.

He summoned the Enchanted Spirit Lord from the outside, and silently placed his hand on the mask before putting it down after a few seconds; He put on the silver-white mask again, and a silver staff with a snake studded on the top slipped from his cuff.

- Now, Richard has reinstated Novih Rasputin.

He took a deep breath and finally connected to the communication from Cummins Morningstar.

……

"Lord Raspuchin, I can finally contact you!"

The other person's tone sounded excited.

"Where are you now, with the escort of Queen Mary?"

He asked in a low voice.

"Yes. But at the end of a newsletter, for a whole week after departure, I couldn't reach you anyway. Later, after making inquiries, I learned that it was a 'god-given power' used by one of the accompanying assistant priests, who had cut off all ordinary magical communications released to the outside world. ”

Mr. Knight was annoyed.

"Except for Cardinal Joan, no one in this team has any contact with the outside world."

"So, how do you do it now?"

"I don't know. The magic communication I'm using is at a higher level, so I may have been less distracted, but this is the first time I've been able to communicate so clearly. ”

“…… I see. ”

Richard nodded.

"According to the 'Spell Principle' established by the magical communication channel, this can only mean one thing: now, the two of us are very close to each other."

"Yes, I think so......"

"How's it going over there?"

"We were camping and resting."

The other party replied.

"But now, everybody's woken up. Because the night watchmen found that the camp was shrouded in a fog. ”

"Judging by the two guards who have been adventurers and bounty hunters, this should be a trap for the Fog Demons: these monsters often spread a thick fog on the rugged mountain paths, causing passers-by and beasts to get lost in their lair......"

"But the problem now is that no one has found any trace of them."

Richard looked around. He realized that this was the same situation as the Wizard's camp in the Black Tower was today.

"Mr. Cummins, you wait for me there. I'll come over now. ”

“...... I understand. ”

The other party is a decisive person, and when he heard Richard say it so categorically, he agreed without much hesitation, and also took the initiative to hand over the "letter of nomination":

"If necessary, please give me orders directly, and I will cooperate with you in your actions."

After a moment of silence, Monsieur Cummins added, in a very cautious tone:

"Also, be careful. I don't doubt your abilities, Lord Rasputin, but that 'Divine Sword' is anything but easy to match. I couldn't see the weakness of his swordsmanship at all. ”

It seems that this former Templar has carried out the road of Erwuzai very resolutely, so that women can leak secrets and backstab, Richard thought to himself, it is indeed a manufacturable material.

......

After hanging up the communication, Richard did not hesitate and immediately took out another silver cross from his bosom.

It's a strange thing to take out of the hands of a wizard who is not a papal stooge, except that unlike the usual papal emblem, it's a "cross" that flips down the tip.

- It is actually a transmitter that can communicate with members of the "anti-cross" criminal association.

This is what he got from Ms. Alice.

Because the scene when the two first met was so impressive, Richard always wondered if it had been plucked from the woman's tongue every time he looked at the cross......

He decided to ignore the terrible idea for a while.

Monsieur Cummins is not wrong at all; And even without his reminder, Richard would not have been able to go straight to a cardinal to fight.

He knows that his catties are more than enough to bully and bully the extraordinary people under the legend, but if he wants to fight each other with a genuine legend one-on-one, he may not fall into disadvantage in a short time; But over time, the odds of him losing are quite high.

But this time, Richard came prepared-

As long as he can get his hands on the oath, he doesn't mind pretending to be someone else's hand at all.

He is an evil demon outsider in the Black Tower, and he doesn't need to talk about morality with the righteous men and gentlemen of the Holy See.

Now is the time to put a favor from the past to use.

"Mr. Hangman, are you there?"

Richard used the reverse cross to contact an old antique. But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear back.

…… Also. He also hates the kind of "Are you there?" that says to you on a messaging app. "But the person who can't let out half a fart for half a day.

In order not to live as someone he hated, Richard decided to have something to say.

"I need you to do me a favor, as we agreed."

"The opponent is from the Holy See, the famous 'youngest cardinal in the history of the Covenant' and the 'sword of the Divine Judgment' Joan Borgia. I think even if you've just crawled out of a coffin, you've probably heard of that name, right? ”

After a long silence, an old voice came from the other side.

- "Mr. Rasputchin, are you crazy? ”