At 326 Red Maple Street, Alexander was looking excitedly at the map in his office, and Davik stood behind him gracefully, unhurriedly reporting to him about the situation in the imperial capital.

I thought Otto would not be so reckless, but I didn't expect him to be the first to lose his breath.

And Gabriel, if it weren't for the Calus catastrophe this time, I really wouldn't have imagined that the Hohenzollern family would have mastered such a great power so quietly, and even dared to extend his hand to the Blood Moon Legion, wouldn't he be afraid of being cut down by His Majesty?"

Alexander rubbed his chin and said playfully.

"My lord, now that the battle in Maltis is gradually rising, and all forces are eager to try, shouldn't we also prepare early and get a piece of the pie?" Davik suggested at the right time.

Alexander shook his head silently: "It's not okay, the situation is unclear now, rash action can only provoke fire, anyway, it's a surprise for nothing, just let them have a good time, and wait until dawn for us to follow Your Majesty to pick up the cheap." ”

"But......" Davik hesitated, "if we wait until tomorrow, I'm afraid we'll have to pick up other people's leftovers." ”

Alexander smiled lightly: "Davik, in the midst of the wolves, the first thing to do is to make sure that you don't get eaten, not eat others. You see how calm His Highness is, he is not in a hurry, what is we anxious about? We should learn more from him!"

"It seems that a few families can't wait......"

"Haha, they think they have magic to protect themselves, and they are not afraid of burning themselves, but we can't.

Davik, we've just sat down at this table, and we have a pitiful amount of chips in our hands, and following the dealer is the only way out, otherwise we might be slapped off this table. ”

Davic didn't seem to understand, but now that Alexander had made his decision, he didn't have to think about anything more, just stood quietly behind Alexander, waiting for the next news to arrive.

At this moment, the office window burst open, and Doppler's figure flashed and flew in.

Alexander asked with a look of surprise: "Doppler, why do you open the window if you don't leave the door, do you want to change careers?"

Doppler was in a hurry, how could he be in the mood to joke with Alexander?

He snatched the coffee from the table, poured it down his throat, extinguished the flame in his throat, and then said anxiously, "My lord, Mick is in, he is in!"

"Got in?" Alexander was stunned: "Didn't the city guards all go to war, do they still have spare time to catch hooligans?"

"Instead of going to jail, Mick went to Black Rose!"

"What?!" Alexander changed color and shouted hysterically: "This idiot, what is he going to Black Rose at this time?"

Doppler didn't expect Alexander to be so out of shape, and said in a daze: "We found out that the new saint of the church, Ilona, may have met with an accident, Mick followed the clues and chased the Black Rose, saying that it was for you to find out the news......"

"Fart, what news do I need him to find out for me?" Alexander, who had always been mild-mannered, was obviously very angry.

"Wait, the new saint of the church is called Ilona?" After scolding, Alexander was stunned for a moment, and then frantically flipped through the papers on the table, Davik and Doppler didn't know what he was going to do, so they could only watch in amazement.

It didn't take long for Alexander to finally find the document he wanted, and he couldn't wait to read it, and after just reading a few pages, he slammed the document on the table, and then leaned back in his chair and lamented: "I didn't see that Mick, a cold-blooded guy, was still a ...... of lovers."

Davik and Doppler approached the document and saw that the bag read, "Mick Norristown, von Beckman, from the northern province of Federland, is of concern grade C." ”

"My lord, do you mean Mick and the Sage ......," Doppler asked tentatively.

Alexander waved his hand: "Don't talk about this now, Doppler, you immediately gather the guards and prepare to intervene in the battle of Maltis." Davik, you go to your grandfather and say that I want to make some profit in this mess, and try to ask him for a few more masters. ”

"But my lord, didn't you just say that acting rashly now is tantamount to provoking fire, how can you ......" Davik had not finished his sentence when he heard Alexander slap the table in anger.

"You're just assuming that I'm farting, because there's a guy lighting a fire everywhere, and I'm going to have to burn him all if I don't get the fire here!"

"But you can't ruin the big picture for him alone. Davik persuaded.

Alexander smiled bitterly: "Now Mick is very important to us, and there is no bigger game than him......"

As he spoke, he tapped lightly on the candlestick on the desk, and the bookcase behind him immediately parted to the sides, revealing a row of shelves inside.

The shelves were filled with all kinds of swords, each of which shone with the brilliance of magic, and at a glance it was clear that it must have been made by a famous master.

Alexander didn't even look at it, and took the red sword in the middle, which was a crimson cut that Mick had repaired with his own hand.

"My lord, who are you?" Doppler couldn't help but ask.

Alexander sighed: "You do as I tell you, and then wait for my next instructions." I'll go first and go to Black Rose to see what's going on. ”

"My lord, it's too dangerous to do this, I'd better go!" Doppler exclaimed.

"You haven't reached the Holy Rank yet, and it's useless to go. ”

"Then wait for the guards to gather and kill them together. Davik also persuaded.

Alexander shook his head: "We can wait, I'm afraid Mick can't wait...... This idiot!"

He muttered viciously, and then the figure disappeared from the office.

Davik and Doppler looked at each other, and immediately parted ways with solemn faces.

In the Black Rose Annex, under the dazzling punch of the Iron Demon, a golden light curtain finally shattered. Without the protection of the light curtain, the wall behind it was like a fragile eggshell, and it collapsed without even being able to resist a single punch.

The Iron Demon pulled out the shattered rubble and slowly walked into the room, where a pale Ilona was looking at him in horror.

The Iron Demon didn't expect that this woman seemed to be weak, but she was carrying countless life-saving magic equipment, and the game, which was originally expected to end soon, dragged on for so long.

Especially when the Black Rose Annex was under attack, these precious hours greatly drained the Iron Demon's limited patience, but also made him even more determined to succeed Ilona.

A fire burned in his heart, and he thought that he must play with this woman for a while, and then slowly enjoy the beautiful scene of her being happy to death under him.

The thought of these images made the Iron Demon even excited, and he approached Ilona, who was already helpless, step by step, revealing a hideous smile that he couldn't wait.