A white light shot out of the key and shone on the petri dish. After that, the red glow from the skeleton vanished.

"Suppressed?" Ashton asked.

"Of course!" De Vriley said. "The teacher gave me authorization, it can mobilize the power of defense magic in many areas of the castle, how can it not suppress her?"

As he spoke, it looked at the third skeleton next to it.

"Looks like you're not lying." Seeing him look over, the other skeleton on the side spoke---- it was also a familiar voice, the skeleton next to Duke Lucille, Brockis.

How did it get mixed up with these two?

"Of course." De Vriley said. "What's the point of me lying to you in this situation?"

"What next?" Ashton asked.

Brockis didn't answer immediately. After a few moments, the water in the petri dish was drained, and a small door slowly opened. De Vrij then stepped forward, lifted the skeleton inside, and walked out.

"What are you going to do?" Ashton repeated it again, still without an answer.

"Before De Vrij installed the alienator, it turned out that the alienator worked, but he didn't care; Then he said that he was going to deal with the saints, and he used a reducing agent, but after the reducing agent worked, he didn't care.... He has never been normal in doing things, and he doesn't know what will happen later. What do you mean by that? ”

Seeing that Brockis had been refusing to answer, Ashton whispered.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing to give up on those." Brockis replied. "The situation is changing all the time, and it's normal that the previous plan can't keep up."

"That's it!" De Vrij said as if he had heard what Ashton whispered. "Before was before. Now, we can finally find out that Harwick is the real enemy. So, release Sidvia .... Harwick is responsible for everything it does, isn't it? ”

When it said the words 'Sidvia', a red glint flashed in the eyes of the skeleton it was carrying. However, none of the three skeletons were noticed, and their conversation continued there.

"And then?" Ashton shook his head. "You're going to let it out and wreak havoc, right? But everyone can sense that we have activated the defensive magic, what if the time comes to put the blame on the teacher? ”

"So what do you say?" De Vrij paused and looked at Ashton. "If the teacher doesn't say, we don't do anything? Allowing the other party to slander? ”

"If you think about it, you'll find a way." Ashton said.

"You want to!" De Vriry yelled. "The best thing I can think of is to have Sidvia make a fuss and let Harwick take charge!"

When it shouted the word again, a red light flashed in the skeleton's eyes on its back, this time even brighter than before.

"That way, we can accuse him and baash him. What qualifications does the accused person have to ask for a higher position? If this drags on for a while, and when the teacher's prophecy comes true, what right do they have to blame the teacher? ”

"Can it really be done?" This time, Brockis shook his head and said.

"You don't trust the teacher?" De Vrij asked. "When did the teacher's previous prophecy fail?"

"Even if that's the case, it's not very credible to kill a god." Brockis said, pausing.

"Otherwise, let's go and ask this person named Wang Luo, how did he kill the gods?"

"Ask?" De Vrij was surprised. "How do you ask?"

"Just use the defensive magic you control." Brockis said. "Once activated, you can use its power to capture that person, and then use hypnotic magic to ask him how to kill the god."

"This—" De Vrij muttered. Will this work? ”

"What's not to do?" Brockis said. "Prepare hallucinogenic and hypnotic techniques, and use hallucinogenic techniques as soon as you teleport, so that the rest of the people will not be able to find out that he has been transmitted; After teleporting him over, he immediately used hypnotism, and he couldn't find it himself. After that, send him back again. ”

"This triggers violent fluctuations in magic." De Vriley said.

"What you use now, everyone can sense the Tao as well." Brockis said. "Seriously, after making such a hypnotic inquiry, I have the bottom in my heart. If this person is sure that he can kill the god---- no matter what method is used, we can rest assured; And if he can't..."

"How?" De Vrij asked.

"In that case." Brockis said. "We'd better get Miss Sidvia back into the petri dish quickly. When Harwick becomes the new Chief Mage, hurry up and congratulate him. ”

"Will the Duke agree?" De Vrij asked. "If Harwick becomes the chief, can he cooperate with you like a teacher?"

"Who knows?" Brockis said. "If Professor Dolph had lied about such a crucial prophecy...."

"That can't be." De Vriley said. "Teachers don't do that."

"That's fine." Brockis said. "If you do that, you'll definitely be able to ask something."

"Didn't Harwick say Chief Dolph was lying? When we have asked for the key information, then you will find an appropriate time to speak up and defend your teacher in a later meeting. In this way, we, as well as some of the nobles who might have been dissatisfied with Chief Dolph, may also change their attitude towards him. ”

"In this way, it is indeed a good idea."

De Vrij groaned for a moment and said.

"Now, you put this young lady back."

Listen to him approve, Brockis said.

"Put it back? Why? De Vrij asked.

"There's a fluctuation in the energy here, and the people in Harwick must think it's our doing. When the time comes, we can bring them over and tell them that Sidvia is fine in the petri dish. ”

"Good idea." After a few moments, De Vrij understood the merits of Brockis's statement and complimented him.

"Hehe, it's not a big deal." Brockis said, glancing at Sidvia on De Vrij's back. An exclamation followed. "Huh?"

Yuan Sen looked over and found that the skeleton behind De Vrij was only a body, and the head was missing.

"This—" De Vrij and Ashton exclaimed when they saw this. What's going on? ”

yes, what's going on? I saw a few traces of red light flashing on the skeleton's skull just now, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

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