When Carl walked out of Baronial Francis's palace with his hat, he looked around quietly from the corner of his eye, and found that the sneaky expressions of several people couldn't help but sink his heart.

Taking a deep breath, he barely dispelled the sense of foreboding in his heart, looked ahead as if there was no one else, and strode forward.

Could it be that Baron Annelin has discovered something, or how else to explain these spies?

Secret agent、This is Karl's instinctive judgment。 As a veteran intelligence officer, it was easy to see through their disguises.

It's not that he boasts that in this Chengxi Kingdom, there are only a handful of people who want to surpass him in terms of intelligence and counter-reconnaissance, but Siegburg has no opponent who can match it.

His instincts told him that Francis's action might have twists and turns.

Thinking that Carl was not staying here, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he quickened his pace. If you want to play, then you can fulfill them.

Karl saw a figure in the crowd, stared at him, and then turned and walked in the opposite direction.

In a series of detours, it is easy to throw away those who follow him without a trace.

Siegburg isn't just their home turf, it's important to know they've spent a lot of time here.

Looking at a house, he walked over and stretched out his hand to tap lightly, and his heart beat violently at the same time. If it is really the same as I guessed, due to the war, I have not learned of my dismissal, then I can enter safely. Otherwise, what awaits you is only a cold sword.

"Knock, knock, knock......".

A series of knocks spread slowly, and if you listen closely, you will find that this sound has a peculiar pattern, always the first two are heavy, and the third is light.

The people inside seemed to hear the code and slowly opened the door.

"Master Karl?". A middle-aged man looked at Carl in front of him and was shocked, and hurriedly bowed to him.

Then as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Please."

Carl nodded and walked slowly inside, using Ayrshire's back hand, which felt really good. But who let this be arranged by himself.

The two of them walked slowly inside, into a room.

"Didn't you go back to Eyre, why are you coming to Siegburg again?" The man whispered to Carl.

Karl tapped lightly on the table with his hand, and his heart calmed down at the same time, and it seemed that this time he had made the right bet: "Viscount Sig is dead, and his sons are vying for power." When the Viscount heard of this, he sent me to pave the way for the upcoming General Charles."

"Are you going to start?". There was a glint of excitement in the man's eyes as he pressed Karl into question.

Carl thought of the effort he had spent here, and nodded slowly at the man, "It's time to start picking the fruit."

"But before I can do that, I need detailed information so that this fruitful fruit does not go away." Karl said to the man. Originally, it was planned not to use this group of people, so as not to increase the risk of exposure, but the figure of those secret agents who had just been discovered made him have to choose this path. Fortunately, I made the right bet this time.

The man stood up and saluted Karl solemnly: "Due to the death of Viscount Sig, a great war broke out between his two sons, and Sig City has also begun martial law to allow entry and exit. So we lost contact with the outside world for the time being."

Hearing this, Carl nodded secretly, he did see such a notice when he entered the city.

The man continued to say to Karl, "According to our inquiry, although Baron Francis controls a hundred guards in the Viscount's Palace, those troops are only half of the Viscount's Palace, plus dozens of trainee soldiers. So count on Baron Francis, there is no chance of victory in this regard, otherwise he would not have pretended to be crazy and stupid to protect himself during this time."

"Besides, Baron Francis didn't know that among the hundred guards there was actually an eyeliner planted by Baron Annelin, and once he really attacked, all that awaited him was a thunderous blow." The man whispered to Carl.

Carl gasped as he heard this, thankfully he blocked it once. If he hastily acted with Francis this evening, he would have failed: "In other words, Baron Annelin did this intentionally, so that he could kill Francis as a matter of course."

"This possibility is not ruled out, because we do not know exactly how much Baron Annelin knows about Francis". The man continued to speak to Carl.

Karl looked tricky and said to the man, "I'll let Francis launch an attack on the Viscount's Mansion tonight."

"Tonight?". The man couldn't help but be startled in his heart, and blurted out to Karl without condescension.

Karl nodded slightly at the man, "General Charles will be under Siegburg tonight, so we can only harvest this castle tonight."

"How many people can we mobilize in this Siegburg". Karl said slowly to the man, although he had a general feeling in his heart, but after all, he had been away for a while, so he asked.

The man pondered for a moment, then replied to Karl, "Forty apprentice warriors, this is all our strength in Siegburg".

"Tonight you will lead our men to join Baron Francis and attack the Viscount's Palace." Karl commanded the man.

The man was puzzled: "Even if we add our people, they do not have an advantage in terms of troops, but fall into a disadvantage."

"Could it be that dozens of apprentice warriors are on standby in the Viscount's Palace, as long as they are fast enough, they can take the head of Baron Annerin before they can react." Karl asked rhetorically at the man.

The man heard Karl's words, quickly weighed it in his heart, and then bowed: "Yes."

"Go for it". Karl stood up and spoke to the man.

The man looked hesitantly and prompted Carl, "Please give me a token."

"Are you doubting me?". Karl narrowed his eyes, and a wave of killing intent spread instantly.

Feeling the majesty accumulated over time, the man's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he hurriedly replied: "The subordinates don't dare, so go and convey the order."

"Go, when this matter is over, I will take credit for you." Karl said to the man with a majestic face.

Only then did the man feel the cold sweat that had risen from his back at some point, and he hurriedly bowed again and turned around and walked outside.

When Carl saw the man's back leaving, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly calculated the comparison of the forces between the two sides in his heart. There were two hundred guards in the Viscount's Palace, one hundred of whom secretly took refuge with Francis. In this way, in terms of guards, it can be said that they are evenly matched.

In addition, dozens of trainee warriors were divided into two teams, one was stationed in the Viscount's Palace, and the other was stationed at the four city gates. In other words, this time he was facing more than thirty trainee soldiers, and even if Annerin was aware of it, he could only draw twenty people at best.

After all, Francis is not a vegetarian, and once all the trainee soldiers are gathered in the Viscount's Palace, it is impossible for him not to receive the news.

In other words, the two sides are evenly matched, but what about the Knight of Judgment in their own hands?

A playful smile appeared on his lips as Carl strode out of the room.