It was an office-like room.

On the side of the wall is an iron cabinet full of letters, and near the window, a man sits at a desk.

The man looked about fifty years old, his hair was already mottled gray, he was wearing a plain shirt and suit pants, and he was concentrating on the text in front of him.

His identity is unusual.

In fact, he was the tallest person in the building.

Not only that, but he is also a magician.

One of the twenty-four official members of the Dragon Knights who belong to the Romanian community.

Since ancient times, there have been many magicians in the world.

There are vile fraudsters, there are great gurus. A 'knight' who learns sword skills and magic. Among them, the title of Great Knight can only be obtained by very few warriors. In the past, the [Dragon Knights] took obtaining this title as a condition for joining the group, that is, to be able to become an official member, without exception, they were all strong people of the 'Great Knight' rank.

This can be said to be a very terrifying force,

However, as the times changed, the Dragon Knights were banished by other growing and emerging associations.

The forces are getting worse day by day.

Then because of the failure of an attack and killing, revenge was ushered in.

-- If you continue like this, you will perish.

-- I had to find a way.

Then someone thought that it would be better to return to Romania. It was their former homeland, and it was advantageous in every way.

Even if some people don't welcome them, it's okay. At this point, there is no other choice.

The behemoth of the European magic circle, the [Bronze Black Cross], obviously did not expect them to run away neatly, and it was too late to intercept and pursue them when they reacted.

With the interference of Romanian native forces, the two sides reached a stalemate.

Although the local forces do not welcome the return of the [Dragon Knights], they do not want to see Italian magicians go wild on their own territory.

In this way, the [Dragon Knights] will have plenty of time to reorganize their forces.

It doesn't matter if it's a fight, or if you use guerrilla tactics.

For them, there is no harm in doing good.

As for the native forces, to be honest they don't care. Although the number of new associations is large, the weight is not as large as that of some small but long-established associations, in the past years. There are quite a few interactions between them. It is not uncommon for associations to establish friendly relations.

With a little help of the power of allies, not to mention repelling the [Bronze Black Cross], you can even regain a foothold in Romania in one go.

Maybe it's just maybe.

- The Dragon Knights can recreate the glorious moments of the past.

However, the white-haired man's conjecture was soon interrupted. to the other side of the desk and chair he was sitting on. It was next to the transparent window with a hundred shutters. The closed aluminum door was slammed open.

"Knight, Chief. Something happened! ”

Just like the momentum of opening the door just now, the uninvited guests who broke in rushed in with a surging momentum, and shouted with an attitude that it was difficult to hide their anxiety.

In the face of the roar of the comer. The white-haired man at the desk, Garner, did not show surprise because of this, as if he had expected what was happening, but just put down his business for a while.

He had just returned to Romania, and the troubles were like snowflakes, and he hadn't slept well for days.

That being said, he is well aware of the current situation, so no matter how much his subordinates shout 'something is wrong', he will not be moved.

"Breaking in without knocking on the door, yelling and screaming without hesitation, don't forget that this is just a dilapidated office building with poor sound insulation, and we are just employees and presidents of small businesses."

"Knight, a squad we sent out is missing."

The person who came was a middle-aged man who appeared to be over forty years old. Dressed in a slightly crumpled dark blue shirt and faded hazel suit pants, messy hair, and a stubble on his face that looked like it hadn't been shaved or cleaned for days, he gave the impression of being unkempt all over his body.

As Ghana said, they have done a lot of work to keep a low profile.

"You mean the knight squad that went to Constanta to scout?"

"Yes."

Confirming that the judgment was correct, Garner instantly realized the seriousness of the matter.

Constanta is one of the forty-one counties in Romania, which is equivalent to most of the provinces of China. Its capital, Constanta, is a coastal city and port on the Black Sea, an important gateway to all continents and one of the country's shipbuilding centers, known as the 'Pearl of the Black Sea'. More than half of Romania's imports and exports go through this port.

Constanta is the gateway to the sea in Romania.

It is not an exaggeration to be listed as a key prevention area, because the [Bronze Black Cross] is likely to take the sea route.

A small but experienced squad of knights was sent to prevent the enemy from sneaking in and waiting for an opportunity to attack.

"Is there no one alive?" Garner was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked.

"Contact has been lost since the early hours of this morning, and there has been no news so far. Because of our limited manpower, I dare not act rashly, so I have come to report to you. The scruffy man shook his head and said.

"Contact other associations and ask them to send someone to help. Seeing the enemy running under his nose and hiding, no one will be able to sit still. ”

"Understood."

The sloppy man obeyed the order and immediately ran out of the office.

Garner, if you can say, really wish he could change this way of acting in a hurry, but it seems that it will not be possible in the short term.

"[Bronze Black Cross] Don't let me know who did it"

Garner muttered to himself, his hand clenching involuntarily.

*****************

It's a season that can't be associated with the cold in any way. Especially in the coastal city of Constanta, you will only enjoy the warm and humid sea breeze. The person who will have the urge to sneeze because of this may only be Ling Yi.

"- What about a plane?"

Ling Yi muttered with a little residual thought, and tidied up his hair, which had been tossed and turned up and messed up due to insomnia. At this time, he was completely dressed as a local teenager, with white cloth pants rolled up on his trouser legs, short sleeves with blue and white stripes, and carrying a long box of about one meter and a half, like a wandering singer, but it was not a piano box, more like a bat.

"Stop complaining, or do you want to be a big ball of fire falling from the sky?" The distress of 'don't trouble me anymore' is told by a person named Diana. The Witch of Milito. A powerful faction born from the descendants of the Neapolitan witch.

"Are those people really knights? I feel like a terrorist. Ling Yi quipped. While picking up the newspaper that fell at his feet. The headline on it, written in large letters, reads, 'Several flights to Bregaste crashed after stray bullet attack yesterday', and the following section devotes considerable space to the incident, as well as the casualties, the Romanian government's official statement on the incident, and so on

"Terrorists aren't going to take down all the planes to Bregast in one day. In any case, this is undoubtedly a disaster. Diana's age-indistinguishable face was overshadowed.

"Just after the South American withdrawal to Romania, we deliberately spread the intelligence that 'most of the members are retreating to the Romanian capital Bregast'. Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but say that all the planes flying to Bregast were down. Even the [Dragon Knights] wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. Ling Yi pinched his chin. Leaning thoughtfully against the handrail on the side of the road, even though there is a wide sea behind you, you will fall if you are not careful. But his figure is as steady as an old tree.

"Do you think it's a frame-up?"

"If I were the commander of the [Dragon Knights], then I would not further provoke the [Bronze Black Cross] until I had no absolute chance of victory. As far as the current situation is concerned, the headquarters is only concerned about the loss and does not take it seriously, and one of the two Milan heroes who have become serious is not something that the [Dragon Knights] can resist. ”

Ignoring Diana's surprise, Ling Yi paused and continued to talk to himself:

"So, if there is an opportunity to 'reduce the damage and have the confidence to annihilate the remnants of the enemy', then the magicians of the [Bronze Black Cross] will fly directly to Blegast - I think that's what the people who spread the disinformation think about it."

"I see, it is believed that most of the [Bronze Black Cross] troops will be sent to Bregast by air within a day, so some people intend to make the [Bronze Black Cross] suffer heavy losses at one time, and they will not be able to continue to attack the [Dragon Knights]. Even if this angered the government or other associations, it was the Dragon Knights and not some people who were the first to be suspected. ”

Diana let out an exclamation.

"I kind of don't believe you're only sixteen."

"To be honest, I'm really more than sixteen this year."

"Forget it, you're seventeen."

Looking at Diana with a sudden expression on her face, the corners of Ling Yi's mouth twitched, but he still couldn't help but laugh.

Seventeen? He couldn't even count how many years he had passed.

Are you in your twenties or thirties?

Forget it, anyway, the aging process of the body has been reduced to the extreme, and there will not be a trace of wrinkles in a hundred years.

"Then again, looking at you like this, does it mean that the headquarters has expected it?"

"Of course, the headquarters will not be careless in the face of opponents who are weaker than themselves, but will be more cautious, because the opponent is too weak, so no matter what, you have to win beautifully, this is the bearing of the [Bronze Black Cross]. Moreover, the practice of predicting the situation of war by divination before the war - this practice has been prevalent since the First World War. ”

"In other words, are the thousands of people who died this time all civilians? It's really pitiful. ”

"That's why I said it was a disaster."

Diana sighed, although she didn't know her age, but from her words and deeds, it could be found that it was definitely more than twenty or thirty. In this way, even if the opponent is an official member of the Dragon Knights, there is no reason why she can't win.

Originally, she was stationed in Naples, but some time ago she was inexplicably summoned by the headquarters.

Although her task was only to take care of the abnormal teenager in front of her, she couldn't help but feel angry when she heard that such a large-scale air crash had occurred.

"Aha, it looks like we're going to have to end this 'war' soon."

An inscrutable smile appeared on the boy's face.

From his lips uttered such unrealistic words as 'hurry up and end the war'.

If she had just arrived in Constanta, Diana would have sneered, but after the incident that had happened in the early hours of the morning, not only could she not laugh, but she also felt a sense of unease from his words, like an alien who grinned at a trembling prey.

That's right, not even the beasts, because the beasts have no intelligence.

Diana seemed to see that image again.

Often, every battle is left behind in ruins, with no living objects to be found on the dead ground, and sometimes even blood wafting in the wind.

Standing in the middle of the ruins was a dark figure.

Surrounded by ruined streets, and more than a dozen dead people who fell to the ground.

The only thing that is certain is that there are only two living beings.

One was Diana herself, and the other was the gray figure.

It was the first time she had witnessed that kind of swordsmanship.

――At the same time, for the first time, I developed a fear of swordsmanship.

As the sword swept through the air, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

However, the sword that the man wielded could not be heard, and like a silent movie, the direct purpose of each action was to send the blade into the deadly part of the enemy.

One by one, the enemies fell.

Yes, they have just recited half of the words

Yes, they just raised their steel swords above their heads

Yes, just took out the communicator

Immediately after, the gray figure shuttled between the enemy shadows like lightning.

In less than a moment, the battle was over.

It was a devastating battle.

The reason why the surrounding area is so badly destroyed is all due to those who lose their minds and cast spells indiscriminately.

On the contrary, the figure was just moving his hands.

"What's wrong, Diana?"

The young man in front of him asked heartily.

That's right, it's as easy as it is now.

"It's nothing, let's go to the next mission location."

"Actually, it's okay for me to go it alone."

"That's not good, you are the 'wealth' of the association, and every talent is a precious asset. My job is to take care of you. ”

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to be alone, and it would be more convenient to break into the enemy's base camp directly and solve the main combat forces one by one."

"It seems that the urgent thing is to raise your sense of crisis!"

"My credo is 'if you can't win, you can win in another way', in this way, you will neither lose nor die, you will always move towards one victory after another, which is unexpectedly boring, and it would be better if you could have some interesting stories."

“”

Diana suddenly had a hunch that this young man might inherit the Templar position of [Bronze Black Cross] in the future.

Hold the sword of the 'Victory Letter'.

Leading the way to a glorious future.

-- Paul. Isn't that exactly what Brontree is?

(Note: Diana. Milito is a character in the original book and is Liliana's witch teacher. Ask for a referral ticket! (To be continued......)