In the living room, the black tea in front of Sig was still wafting with light smoke.

At this moment, several people who entered the house shook the cloaks behind their backs, and took off the wide black robes that were draped outside to hide their faces.

This scene seemed a little strange to Siggy's eyes.

Who would have thought that the Wilden family, which was once dominant, has now become like a rat crossing the street, mysterious, and secretive.

However, even though they are now widely wanted, the arrogance of these people who have accumulated over the years has not diminished in the slightest.

They walked into the room one by one, but as if they had entered their own home, they glanced at it unscrupulously, and then unceremoniously pulled out the sofa and sat down.

Most of these people looked a little tired on their faces, and it seemed that they had been traveling a long way before.

The man at the head sat down directly across from Sieg unceremoniously, and casually beckoned, "Pour me a cup of tea." ”

Sieg gave him a large look.

This man looked middle-aged, his face was full of wind and frost, and the black cloak he took off was stained with a trace of blood, as if he had just experienced a battle.

"The Wilden family ......" Sig didn't know this person, after all, the Wilden family is a huge family system, and there are thousands of clansmen in it.

On this side, Baron Cowell hurriedly picked up the teacup, respectfully poured a cup of hot tea for the middle-aged man, and then carefully served it.

The tea was still warm, and a few wisps of white smoke wafted out.

"Mr. Seeger, this is Lord Norman Wilden, also from the Guards. Baron Cowell stood aside and introduced with a smile.

The middle-aged man was carefully blowing hot tea and did not raise his eyes to look at Sig.

The rest of the people were even more unceremonious, as if they had entered their own homes, sitting down casually, closing their eyes, as if their spirits had been exhausted these days.

"Men of the Guards?" Sieg frowned, and then asked, "What is the situation on the Black Castle side now, and why did the royal power decline overnight." ”

Sigurt really couldn't figure it out, the throne of the Black Castle, which had been stable for thousands of years, was gone if it didn't exist.

As soon as these words came out, Norman's hand holding the teacup stiffened, and then he raised his face with a swipe on his face, and scolded: "Who told you that the royal power is declining, it's a bastard!"

The man looked angry and shouted gloomily: "Our family has stood on the east coast for thousands of years, and it is a joke that those cunning merchants want to bring us down!"

At this time, the black-robed apprentices behind him also opened their mouths and muttered.

"We're just giving in for a moment and letting these clowns bounce on the table for a little longer. ”

"That's right, when the time comes, we will wipe out all these traitors. ”

"I think they'll be able to laugh for a few more days, hehe. ”

Most of the black-robed people behind him were apprentices, but all of them were diehard loyalists of the Wilden family, and when they heard the name of the revolutionary party, their faces were full of disdain.

"Oh?" said Sigurd, looking at him in confusion, "Deliberately back down, luring the enemy in the shadows to show up, and then finding the right opportunity to catch them all again?"

"Of course, otherwise how do you think those revolutionaries will be able to take the royal capital. A very arrogant-looking teenager next to him said disdainfully.

Sigurt was silent for a moment.

After a long time, he raised his head and said with a smile on his face: "I think this method of luring the enemy is a bit stupid. ”

"You—" The young man on the other side was furious, like having a seizure, but was stopped by the person next to him.

Sitting on the sofa, Norman slammed down the teacup and calmed the scene, the man squinted his eyes, looked at Sig coldly and said: "Mr. Sige, first of all, you have to understand one thing, you belong to the Guards Legion, and you are the one who is on our side. ”

"All your achievements, rank, and strength are only available with the help of our family, and your current status is also given to you by our family. I hope you will keep these points firmly in mind. The man stared at Sigurt and reminded with a hint of meaning.

For the vast majority of the Guards, they were indeed firmly tied to the Wilden family. The status and strength of those people need to rely on the rewards of the Wilden family, such as pure-blood potions, and even the cursed remains that break through the bottleneck.

So Norman subconsciously divided Sieg into this kind of people, and now that the royal power is declining and people are panicking, he wants to remind Sieg not to forget which side he is on.

"A few days ago, there was a senior apprentice in the Guards who defected to the camp of the Revolutionary Party. Norman lowered his eyelids and continued to speak to himself, "However, the traitor died in his dwelling within a few days, and in a terrible way. By the time he was found, all he had left was a skeleton. ”

This man seems to be talking about something that doesn't matter, but in fact he is threatening Sigurt not to think of other things.

For these people, Sige's information was still stuck when he left the home continent, and at that time, Sigurge didn't even reveal the fact that he was a quasi-first-level, so in terms of their information, Sigurge was still the strength of a high-level apprentice.

This is also the reason why this quasi-first-level magician would sit opposite Sigur with such an unfathomable face.

"So, what are you here for?" asked Sigurd, shrugging his shoulders, not caring about the men's threats, but asking with interest.

Speaking of business, Norman's face softened obviously, and then put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "We came to the New World this time to recall all the sorcerers who were exiled...... Our family is going on a counterattack!"

"Counterattack?" Sieg said in amazement, "You want to restore?!"

"Not bad. Norman said flatly: "These beam-jumping clowns have been bouncing on the table for too long, it's time to close the net." ”

After he finished speaking, he took out a Thorn Broken Sword badge from his bosom, which was the symbol of the Wilden family and the Guards Legion, and said to Sig, "From now on, you have been drafted into the army. Sig Carroll, your time has come to play for our family. I command you to set out at once and return with us. ”

Sig didn't reply to him immediately, but took a sip of tea lightly, and then said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Norman, I think it's good here, and I don't want to go back." ”

Sieg knew in his heart that this man obviously wanted to pull himself back to be cannon fodder.

Lure the enemy out, and then catch them all?

The Wilden family's explanation seems reasonable, but if you think about it, you know that it is full of loopholes.

The King of Blackcastle is a place that the Wilden family has painstakingly run for thousands of years, and they are willing to use it to lure those rebels to show up?

It feels like someone using their beloved wife to lure a bad guy to show up, ridiculous and funny.

And these people came to Sige, as if to tell him that although the Wilden family had a grassland above their heads and was full of greenery, they had finally achieved their purpose of luring the enemy, and it was time to go out and collect the nets.

It's ridiculous no matter how you listen to it!

However, from the condition and looks of these people, Sieg saw another completely opposite fact.

"The Wilden family is really finished!"