As night fell, the lights of El City were bright, and Adolf took a tired nap.

Outside, there is an old rival Kochi County who has increased his troops, and there is an unknown enemy inside close at hand, which makes people can't help but worry for a while.

Kochishire and this force acted almost simultaneously, taking themselves by surprise. If there is no connection between them, it is just a ploy to deceive children.

The thought that most of the troops in his hands had been dragged to the border made him feel sick in his heart. After a little calculation, he has successively hoarded 7,000 soldiers and horses at the border.

Seven thousand, this is a desperate force. Then he thought of the elite who had been transferred to the border by himself, and a wave of chagrin filled his heart, this was a thousand-man army formed by junior warriors and junior mages. If this soldier is in El City, he can easily crush the enemies outside the city, and he will not let himself sleep with worry now.

Footsteps rang out, and Adolf lay on the desk without opening his eyes.

"Lord Viscount". Karl bowed to Adolf.

Listening to Carl's voice, Adolf was shocked, and immediately opened his eyes and sat up straight: "Have you found out?"

"Detective clear". Karl spoke to Adolf in a slightly muffled voice.

Adolf frowned, this tone was not what a good intelligence person should have: "Tell me about it."

"The enemy is strong". The thought of his involuntary chanting of my lord in the refugee camp made Karl feel a pang of fear in his heart.

Adolf snorted coldly and raised his voice at Carl, "Is this your reply?".

"Lord Viscount is angry". Karl woke up from a dream, quickly dispelled the fear in his heart, and said to Adolf.

Then, without waiting for Adolf to speak, he quickly organized the words: "The enemy has come through the teleportation array, and their wealth is to be looked up to."

"Teleportation array, how is this possible?" Adolf exclaimed at Carl.

I took a breath of cool air in my heart, and then I came back to my senses, revealing a look full of disbelief: "The teleportation array is a delicate thing, how can hundreds of trainee soldiers be teleported over?"

"Carl, are you bullying my IQ?". Adolf looked at Carl in annoyance, and the murderous aura in his eyes gradually spread.

At this moment, there was a chuckle from the front: "As we all know, the teleportation array is expensive, and it can only teleport one person at a time, which is notoriously delicate when combined with the long cooldown time."

"Carl, your excuse is not good at all." A middle-aged man walked over.

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Al to defend, he bowed to Adolf: "Lord Viscount, my subordinates have heard that Karl has not gone to that refugee camp in the past few days, but has been wandering outside."

"So I think Carl doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the Viscount's orders this time." The middle-aged man spoke to Adolf, and then sneered at Carl.

Carl couldn't help but be angry, thinking that he had almost died in the refugee camp, and a wave of anger rose in his heart: "Amos".

Adolf was pleased with the hostility between the two, and instead of reprimanding, he glared at Carl. Obviously, Amos's words spoke to his heart.

"Carl, am I right?". Instead of sneering, Amos asked with a smile.

Looking at Amos, who was like a smiling tiger, Carl gritted his teeth angrily: "Yes, I've been wandering outside for a few days, but I'm ......."

"Lord Viscount, Karl has already admitted it." Amos interrupted Carl and spoke to Adolf.

Adolf's voice became a little cold: "I need an explanation".

"Lord Viscount, I've been wandering outside the refugee camp these days because of ......." When Carl heard Adolf's words, he hurriedly told him everything that had happened today.

When the last word fell, Amos covered his mouth and laughed, "Can teleport thousands of people in the teleportation array?

"Lord Viscount, have you ever heard of this kind of teleportation array? Teleportation array of thousands of people, am I dreaming?" Amos asked Adolf.

Adolf's face sank instantly, and a trace of anger slowly brewed.

Karl secretly hated Amos in his heart, although this matter was a bit unbelievable, but it was indeed a fact: "Lord Viscount, I not only went to the other side of the teleportation, but also sold a bottle of potion ......."

"Elixir?". Amos interrupted Carl and asked him.

Carl replied to Amos without thinking: "Primary life potion, I didn't expect the price to be as cheap as if I picked it up on the ground."

"Enough". Adolf roared at Karl like a thunderbolt that had been brewing for a long time.

Carl's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt like he was on the edge of an abyss. Amos smiled vaguely, but seeing that Adolf was furious, he quickly hid that smile.

"A bottle of primary life potion, is this your evidence?". Adolf asked aloud at Karl.

There was a hint of horror and remorse in Karl's eyes, damn it, I felt like I had fallen into Amos's verbal trap.

Adolf roared at Karl in a fit of rage: "I can tolerate you wandering outside the refugee camp, I can tolerate you probing for a few more days, and I can tolerate you making an excuse to push this thing off."

"But I can't tolerate you insulting my IQ so much". Adolf yelled at Karl.

His eyes turned red in anger: "Primary life potion?

"Carl, don't tell me that this bottle of primary life potion was bought in this city." Adolf yelled at Carl, and his anger spread instantly.

Carl subconsciously took a step back, but in Adolf's eyes, it was Carl's silent acknowledgment of what he said.

"Lord Viscount, it's not what you thought it was." Karl defended adolf's pale and feeble manner.

All the anger and anger turned into a sneer, and Adolf's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Karl, you have disappointed me".

"Since you don't want to find out the information, then leave the matter at hand to Amos." Adolf coldly stated his decision.

Thinking quickly in his heart, since Carl is useless, the secret in his head can only be buried forever. So Adolf looked out the door and didn't give Carl a chance to react at all: "Someone, put Carl in prison for me, and behead him in three days."

"Ask, ask". Carl was stunned, as if he had misheard. How much credit did he do for Ayrshire, and how much did he do for Adolf. But I didn't expect that in the end, I would indeed ask and cut it three days later.

There was no loud defense, no futile thing, just silently turned around and walked out with the approaching guards.

If I knew this result, would I choose to stay in that humane refugee camp as a refugee and enjoy a peaceful life?