"Well, that's good. It seems that my money has not been spent in vain, you guys go down!" Alun waved his hand in satisfaction.

Now his intelligence system is full of only six people, and the quality of the personnel is also very dissatisfied with Aaron. However, this time I took them out to practice their hands, but I didn't expect to get off to a good start. According to the information they said, it basically coincides with the information that Viscount Amare leaked to him, and it seems that there will be no falsehood.

The basic information of the goal has been decided, and a plan begins to pop through his mind.

A few days later, in Gondor, the most prosperous large city in central Arizona, two figures hidden in cloaks appeared on the streets in the evening.

While a few dim and weak stars hung sporadically from the pitch-black sky, Viscount Steve leaned quietly alone under a stone pillar with a round halo. In the faint starlight, Steve's back looked a little lonely and old.

According to the people who came back a few days ago, they didn't find the body of their baby on that bloody battlefield, and they probably were captured by that damn bastard of Amare. But the spies who went to Kritz sent out more than a dozen groups, but when they came back, they got no useful information at all, only that the convoy from Kingston had arrived in Kritz City.

Although Steve was angry about this, he still had a glimmer of joy in his heart. It's better for my son to be captured than to be killed red-handed by those bastards in Kingston. As long as you pay a sufficient price, your heir should be able to come back to him if there are no accidents.

"That guy in Kingston, I've got to figure out a way to get him to work with me, and then release Abda back at the same time. However, that guy has the means to find Amare, and has been able to make a name for himself in a wild place in just over a year, so it doesn't seem like an easy guy to deal with. How should I .........?"

Just as Steve was thinking hard about what to do, footsteps sounded outside the window, and a pleasant girl sounded outside the door: "Master, Lord Morey is here, and there is a friend who claims to be Lord Abda!"

"What? Quick, they're there, take me there. Thoughtful Steve hurriedly walked out and asked as he trotted down the hall.

"Steve, I finally see you, my dear nephew Abda finally has news of his whereabouts. As soon as Morey saw his half-brother Steve, he rushed up excitedly and held Steve's hands tightly.

"Oh, really, how can I thank you, my dear brother, knowing that you have brought me news that is no less than divine grace!" Steve changed his cruel and merciless face towards his brother, and the wrinkles that crawled all over his cheeks and forehead suddenly widened, and his whole person seemed to be ten years younger.

"Please don't say that, my dear brother. By the way, this is Jimmy of the Maple Leaf Adventurers Association, Abuda's good friend in Krize. Morey then turned to Jimmy and said, "Jimmy, this is Brada's father, Lord Viscount Steve." ”

Morey skillfully introduced the two, but when he turned his head to look at Jimmy, for a moment, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Hello, sir. Excuse my presumptuousness, for I would love too much to know what Brada is doing. Did he hold Amaré and the bastards from Kingston?" Steve asked anxiously as he pushed Morey, who was in front of him, and strode up to Jimmy in a few strides.

"Don't worry, honorable viscount. Brada is a good friend of mine, and I am concerned about his well-being. Now he was being held in a secret room by the Amare men, but even though he was imprisoned, everything was fine except that he was not free. I found out through a friend in Reed, Creed. Jimmy said sincerely.

"I see, it's okay. Hmph, forgive him Amare and don't dare to do anything to Abuda. Others are afraid of him, but I am not afraid of him. Only then did Steve reassure.

Although this Steve is a few points stronger than Amare, does he not care about the huge power of the Stoudemire family behind Amare? Well, there must be a lot of tangled and complicated relationships hidden here. Jimmy thought about it, and subconsciously glanced at Morey next to him, and found that when Steve said these words, Morey also looked like this.

Perhaps more information could be obtained from Morey's mouth. Jimmy mused.

"Hey, then Jimmy, I guess you have a way to get Abda out right from under Amare's nose, right?" Steve's eyes were filled with burning longing and hope.

"Of course, sir. But ........."

Before Jimmy could finish speaking, Steve preemptively said, "Please rest assured, someone is coming!"

"Yes, sir, do you have any orders?" Soon, a thin old man pushed open the door of the hall and walked in.

"Prepare the present, this gentleman will take it with you in a moment!" Steve commanded.

"Okay. The old man replied and stepped back, and closed the door again.

Young Master Abda's good friend, that must be a message to the master, the weight of this gift The old man knew what to do with just a little thought.

"As long as you get Abuda safely out of Kriz, I'll take care of the rest. Dear Jimmy, you will have a fortune that you will enjoy afterwards. Of course, my brothers and I will also pay you an additional amount of money to show my gratitude to them, Viscount Steve!" said Steve.

"No problem, I'll be covered in Abuda's affairs. But there's something we need to work out about ............," Jimmy said as he slowly approached Steve.

"Oh, that's fine, I can ...... Well, okay, I'll be in the ............" after a rescue conversation, and Steve completely let his guard down on Jimmy.

Suddenly, there was a cacophony of panic and shouting outside the hall. Then there was a loud bang on the roof of the hall, and a large black shadow fell down along with the broken wood and gravel falling from the roof.

Before Steve could react to this, Jimmy next to him suddenly opened his arms and hugged himself and yelled at the same time: "Come on, Lord Viscount is in trouble!"

Morey on the side quickly calmed down his violently fluctuating emotions, and then rushed out of the hall and shouted to the guards outside: "Hurry, hurry! The Viscount is being attacked by a broken demonic beast, you fools are acting neatly." ”

When Morey rushed into the hall with a large group of guards, the monster, shrouded in a layer of gray black mist, was flicking its powerful tail like a steel whip, sweeping Jimmy four or five meters away at once, and falling beside Viscount Steve.

"Quick, Steve's right there, go up there for me and chop that damn inferior creature into meat sauce. Morey clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

Under Morey's shout, these private soldiers, who usually don't even glance at Morey out of the corner of their eyes, didn't dare not listen to them at this critical juncture, and they all shouted and killed the demonic beast that ran from nowhere.

Soon, the monster was besieged by a large group of guards, and in the end, it seemed to be under the pressure of more and more guards, after killing a few people in anger, the monster rushed away from the encirclement of a dozen guards in front of it and ran out of the hall, and soon disappeared into the vast night.

"Steve, Steve, oh, damn it, Steve, wake me up, Abuda is still waiting for you to save me!" Morey picked up the motionless Viscount Steve, and shouted as he shook his head.

Next to Morey, twenty or thirty resentful women who still had charm and grace were crying and crying.

Jimmy on the side may have been hit head-on by the demonic beast, and only slowly woke up after the entire Viscount Mansion had come to the prayers of several priests.

"Oh, hell, it hurts me. When Jimmy woke up, his whole face was entangled in pain, and everyone could imagine how intense the pain was from his pained expression.

"Ah, Viscount Steve, he'............," Jimmy said in a trembling voice.

"Alas, Jimmy, Brada's brother, Steve, he's too badly wounded, and there's nothing the priest can do about it. Morey replied with a pained expression.

"How can this be, no, it is impossible. Jimmy shook his head a few times in grief.

"Dear Mr. Jimmy, you have stood up for our old man, despite the ferocity of that beast. Please tell me where you live, and we at the Viscount Court will be grateful to you. Although the master is gone, as long as we rescue Young Master Abda, you will be the great benefactor of our Viscount's Mansion in the future!" said several old courtiers who had followed Steve for many years with tears in their eyes, sad and grateful.

"Well, I'm sorry for this, maybe this monster is following me. Let's talk about other things later, things have come to this point, the key is to rescue Young Master Abda as soon as possible. Jimmy reassured.

Jimmy's righteousness makes everyone feel favorable and agree with him.

"Well, then, I'll take my leave. After greeting everyone, Jimmy dragged his heavy body and climbed into the carriage outside the Viscount's Mansion with great difficulty.

Eight days later, after Abuda rescued Kriz City from a group of Adventurers' Guild, a fierce battle broke out between Amare's men and the Viscount Steve's Mansion, who were picking them up outside the city. During the scuffle, Brada was killed by random arrows. The men of the Viscount's Court were then killed by Amare's private soldiers.

Half a month later, news came from the imperial capital, approving Morey's inheritance of the title of viscount and all the property owned by Steve. Under Morey's swift and powerful actions, Steve's former henchmen and heads of important departments were reported to be executed one after another. All of them were Morey's cronies.