Powell leaned back on the soft, comfortable cloth-cushioned sofa and gently shook the wine glass in his hand, allowing the crimson liquor to swirl on the walls of the glass, overflowing with a sweet fruity aroma.

Take a deep breath and the smell of wine is already intoxicating.

This feeling of relaxation is too rare for an agent who often travels to dangerous frontiers. But it is precisely because of the rarity that Powell likes it very much.

Not only did he love the wines from Green Valley, the beautiful cushions from Southern Cormier, but he also loved the silence in the Illusion Cottage.

The silence of this storm fascinated Powell. In particular, the storm stirred up by him made him feel that he had mastered some kind of secret method, and let the world move according to his will.

Illusionist Johnson was sitting at the other end of the hut, feeding the pet owl the gems.

The damned flat-haired beast was extremely picky, picking and choosing the food his master had brought him, and cooing incessantly, judging the current situation with a croaking voice.

"Don't you worry about Victor. Will Hugo turn the tables? The wizards and nobles in the city may not be as powerful as they think, or maybe they are vulnerable? ”

Powell ignored the bird and poured the glass into his mouth. It feels really good to be slightly drunk, and it relaxes the mind moderately.

Although Johnson is quite annoying, the kidnapping he made was not successful. But this guy's ability to stir up trouble is really good, and he will mess up the situation in the city with one move.

The inspection office has pulled a large group of people out of the city to seal the city, which is bound to trigger a strong backlash from the nobles in the city. The two sides are already full of contradictions, and it is impossible not to fight now.

Powell had already figured out that if there wasn't enough trouble in the city, he would sneak out and assassinate him a few more times.

There is no need to choose any important person, even if it is to kill a few noble slaves or civilian poor ghosts at random, it is enough to add fuel to the fire and make one side lose their minds.

I have to say, such a good idea, why didn't I think of it before?

When the heart is happy, the days will be comfortable. It doesn't matter if you're trapped in a hut.

The owl refused to let Powell go, and continued to croak: "Poor ghost, drink less, that wine is very expensive." You don't think you're going to come to us for a drink. ”

Powell was a little angry and asked Johnson, "Your demon pet lacks discipline. ”

"It's called Dudu, that's it. Even I mocked. The illusionist didn't care about teasing his birds, "Come, say a few words that upset me." ”

The owl raised his talons to push his master's fingers away, and cooed, "Idiot, don't be too happy. You don't look like big people in any way, maybe the troublemakers helped Hugo. ”

"See, my demon pet has a lot of personality." Johnson laughed happily, "But the nobility of the city is not a good-natured force.

The inspection office team is closed down, and there will definitely be people who are dissatisfied. Maybe there was already a powerful family who felt his breath and killed the soldiers of the inspection office.

When Hugo encounters this situation, does he want to turn his face for the lives of a few untouchables? It's not good to turn it, it's not good if it's not turned over, I'm embarrassed for him. ”

Hahaha's laughter echoed through the illusion hut.

Powell grabbed the bottle and poured himself another glass, laughing along. He was very happy when he imagined the plight of the enemy.

The laughter reached its highest point, and suddenly a louder voice was suppressed in the air. The voice was magnificent, as if the night had broken and the gods had descended.

"Residents of Coldwind City,"

Burst.......

Powell was almost paralyzed with fright, his chest tightened, and a sip of wine was poured out under the pressure of air pressure in his lungs. Droplets flew out of the sky, and then fell again in a moment, drenching him all over his face.

This living life is self-inflicted.

Johnson also froze, his hands and feet did not move, and his face was expressionless. He was carefully discerning the source of the sound, hoping that he was having auditory hallucinations.

The two brothers looked at each other, not auditory hallucinations.

The majestic voice continued, "I'm Victor. Hugo, I am speaking to you in the Wizard's Tower. ”

it!

The two of them jumped up from their seats as if they had fallen into a frying pan. They all looked up at the ceiling at the same time, as if a terrible enemy was overhead.

"I have a sense of foreboding." The owl flapped its wings and flew out of the hut to go around outside, and when he came back, he said calmly, "I'll tell you bad news, the sound came from the Wizard's Tower."

Victor. Hugo has taken control of the prophecy level at the top of the tower and is speaking to the whole city. I knew the shitty of the wizarding group wasn't much of a use, and it was better to count on them than a pack of pigs. ”

"Impossible." Powell exclaimed. He hugged his head and tugged at his hair, stunned to the point of unacceptable, "How long has it been?" Hugo took control of the Wizard's Tower? The wizards are worse than the pigs. ”

Johnson was also mad, and he also ran outside the illusion hut and climbed onto the roof of a civilian house disguised as a civilian house to look out into the darkness of the city center.

The top of the Wizard's Tower is lit, and the outline of the top of the tower can be seen in the usual haze. After Old Banker left, the top of the tower turned bare.

But now the top of the tower has become hemispherical, and the prophecy observatory has been raised.

"How so?" Johnson's heart pounded, and the events developed beyond expectations, "How can the chiefs of the wizarding order allow Hugo to control the top of the tower?" They ......, they ......"

Is it dead or surrendered?

Powell also ran out and followed in a daze in the night.

The owl flew into the sky, indicating that he could inquire about the situation. After more than ten minutes, it came back slowly, and said in a long tone, "The facts are exactly what I expected." ”

Johnson and Powell couldn't wait to strangle the bird at the same time, and they shouted angrily, "Hurry up." ”

The owl cooed, "I met several people who had fled the Wizard's Tower, and they said there was unrest in the tower. The five chiefs joined forces to put pressure on Hugo, but they were counterattacked.

The Coldwind Wizard Order is finished, they didn't die or surrender, but they were defeated. At present, the fugitive wizards are gathering in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, probably to unite Arad and other families in the city to continue to resist.

I'm going to make a bold prediction now, how are those nobles in the city any better than wizards? Don't overestimate their strength, they may collapse at the touch of a button. ”

The damn owl's tone was as calm as if it were stating a press release and not caring about itself.

Powell, however, had goosebumps all over his body and was sweating profusely. Johnson didn't feel much better, completely stupid. The two of them made thousands of calculations, but they counted the beginning but not the end.

Wait, that's not the end of it.

Powell turned his head and returned to the Illusion Lodge to pack his things, "I need to get out of this ruined city right away." It's too dangerous to stay here. Especially with you fools and fools, I have to be pitted to death. ”

Johnson grabbed Powell, "Where can you run now?" The Wizard's Tower monitors the city, and you think you'll be able to go undetected?

Let's not forget that Hugo's 'vicious dogs' must be looking for us everywhere. Do you have a chance of winning against them? ”

Powell is alone, and of course has no chance of winning. But he was even more angry: "Do I still want to hide in your broken house, waiting for Hugo to find me?" ”

Johnson shook his head, "Hugo must be staring at the wizarding groups and nobles gathered in the City Lord's Mansion, and when they start fighting, they won't have much time to take care of." Wait, we'll think about it after dawn. ”

This is not unreasonable, Powell thought about it calmly, raised his hand and pointed at the owl and muttered, "Let your stupid bird go and stare at the City Lord's Mansion."

As soon as there is a fight over there, we will run away immediately. This Coldwind City really can't stay any longer. ”