In the council of the city center.

At this time, another wizard came and said with an anxious expression: "There is no secret spell about the opening of his treasure house in Griff's soul. Looks like he used a spell to erase this message from his mind!"

The wizards were in an uproar, and the amount of treasure that Griff used to fulfill his supreme "dream of being a dictator" was unimaginably large.

But judging from the information in Griff's soul memory, there must be many magic circles and mechanisms in the treasure house.

If there is no secret spell delusion to forcibly break through, it will inevitably lead to the activation of the legendary spell inside to self-destruct, not to mention whether the treasure can be kept at that time, I am afraid that most of the people in the city will be buried under the terrifying spell.

But if such a large fortune is left there in the dust, and it cannot be appropriated.

How can it not be depressed, and feel very sad for this huge wealth that cannot be used.

Someone could no longer hold his breath and shouted: "How could he not write down such important information? What if he forgets it? Maybe there will be notes, codebooks, and other things in the secret compartment of his residence! You will search hard! Even if his residence is demolished, you will have to dig it out." ”

Although he also knew that wizards were monsters with excellent memories, he still took a chance and speculated like ordinary people.

"Good old man," said Wizard Gabriel, mused, "No!

Seeing that the wizards were puzzled, he patiently explained in detail: "I have been with him for more than 20 years, and Griff is a very cunning and suspicious man, a typical conceited and lonely ruler. He doesn't really trust anyone completely, so he doesn't tell anyone the spell key that opens the treasury. He might have erased this piece of information from his memory just in case. “

The old wizard's tone changed again: "But he must have set up some kind of way to remind himself!For example~~ For example, let someone among his cronies who can often be seen carry some kind of item with a secret message or hieroglyphs or the like, and if necessary, he can deduce the secret spell to open! This item could be anything, it could be a unique necklace, the texture of a certain piece of skin on the body, etc. ”

The wizard below had already responded, "By the way, I seem to vaguely remember...... Hamlet usually wears an unenchanted phoenix gold turquoise ring with him, and I heard him joke that it was a souvenir from an old friend in the past. I've always wondered~ why would he waste the position of a spell equipment in his hand. But the lines on that ring are very intricate and delicate, and they are really impressive. “

The others were immediately surging with emotion: "That's right! That's right! Eighty percent of the secret spell information is recorded on that thing! Hamlet is the most unambitious man, and if the old man gives him a little meat to eat, he will be a loyal dog for him very calmly, and he often says that he is impressed by Griff's personality charm and great wizard ideals and ambitions! I'm just a few villains secretly acting in cahoots! Gathering our common wealth into his own hands, and making us saddled with huge loans with lucrative profits. ”

"Kill him, take his soul back, and roast it on the flame of mana for a hundred years to appease our anger!"

"Yes, yes, yes!

"They must not die well!"

There was a rush of footsteps at the door.

A wizard in charge of the teleportation array reported: "Hamlet has desperately broken through their siege and walls, and at the edge of the interference range of the dimensional lock, he has forcibly escaped from the city of Sarn with teleportation spells at the risk of being randomly teleported into the stone! When our men tracked Hamlet's teleportation site, they found only some of his burned clothes, blood, and a few traces of others, but not his soul or equipment, and it seemed that someone else had picked him up. ”

Clement's new Speaker glared at him, and he shouted angrily: "You fools!!!

Then he ordered the wizards below: "Send your most elite killers and mercenaries to hunt them down at once! Don't let a single one go! All suspicious people must be caught! Use spells to drain their brains and information!!

As he spoke.

A side door to the temple opened.

I saw a noble messenger wearing a tricorne hat with an egret feather on his head, and he came up respectfully and said: "Speaker Clement, don't be anxious, Bishop Apolis, the servant of the noble and traditional gods, has already predicted the whereabouts of the fugitives by divine magic, and I have come to inform you. ”

When Clement saw that the duke's side did not take matters into their own hands to hunt down those who had slipped through the net, Clement immediately felt that he had been respected enough, after all, people were really lost in their own hands, and they could not let outsiders catch them and appear incompetent.

The confidence and arrogance on his face flashed, and he immediately raised his head and said to the messenger with a pleasant face: "Your news came in time, and I immediately asked my wizards and warriors to use tracking spells to hunt down those people in the direction and clues you said." Come, reward the Messenger heavily. ”

Although he is just a messenger who comes to report the news, he is also called a peach in return, and he also shows his goodwill to the people on the duke's side who represent the local nobles, priests and other forces, after all, as a colonial company based on this island country, it still needs to deal with the local forces well.

Of course.

The so-called heavy reward is just twenty gold coins, after all, it is just to report a message, which is already a generous gift.

It's just the specific amount of the reward, but it can't be said by him, the speaker, then it seems a bit out of "the demeanor of the superior"~

He was giving orders.

One of his warrior attendants hurried in with small steps, whispering in his ear beside him.

After the little wizard finished speaking, Clement said loudly: "Everyone be quiet, the next will be the internal meeting between our syndicate and the headquarters of the Sarn City Branch, and the content of the meeting must not be known to the gods of the Goddess of Wealth and the God of Nobles Church and the merchants and nobles below, otherwise it will not be conducive to our next development plan!"

After seeing that everyone nodded respectfully.

An old wizard held a staff and performed the [Levitation Technique], controlling a rune crystal ball and a Mithril Nanmu base that was much larger than a basketball to enter the center of the main hall, and the Mithril base of the crystal ball was like a globe, with a large number of intricate and strange symbols and etching patterns similar to warp and weft.

Clement coughed solemnly, and when they saw that everyone was not whispering any more, and all eyes were focused on him, he nodded in satisfaction.

I saw that his fingers were a little empty, and the powder of many precious spell materials on the tray in front of him suddenly vaporized, and then turned into a sphere of white light.

Suddenly, it was shot into the telecommunication crystal ball.