Elias swirled the Graf brooch that Maffeo had left behind in his hand, his expression bitter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 It would be impossible to say that he was unaware of the purge of the Graffs. It's just that he didn't tell Maffeo the truth, maybe it was just another thing in his heart that he didn't want to be mentioned. Maffeo didn't force him, so Elias chose to keep his mouth shut.

He flicked the olive branch back and forth with his fingers, and for a moment he felt a hint of disgust at the endless fighting, but then it disappeared without a trace in his mind. At the same time, he broke out in a cold sweat, he knew what the consequences would be if he thought about it from where he was now, he didn't want to let the entire Meyer family be destroyed because of his naïve thoughts. His Majesty Heinrich would never allow any dissenting voices to exist, so under his fangs, all prey must learn to hide themselves or be torn apart.

"Good luck...... Elias muttered to the brooch, and the dusty figure in the depths of his memory slowly emerged, but finally the memory came to an abrupt end before the figure was fully revealed, and Elias knew that he had nothing to do with her now. Even if we can see each other again, it will only be passing each other by as passers-by.

He put the brooch away and placed it in a small, isolated box. In any case, as the most precious part of all memory, Elias felt compelled to give it such a beautiful but cruel destination. He decided not to open the box again, and he put it in the storage box, hoping that one day he wouldn't notice the inconspicuous little box when he opened it again.

Elias was back to his previous state, as if nothing had ever happened. He couldn't let his thoughts get in the way of what he was supposed to do, so he quickly put everything behind him and turned all his attention back to what he was supposed to do. Then, after two hours of silence, he gave the first order to the soldiers.

Neumann crouched on a tree with a good view of the woodyard in the woodyard surrounding the lumberyard, observing the movement in the lumberyard in a purely physical way like a monocular. He couldn't use magic rashly, because he couldn't be sure if that Osiris follower was here. Everything is relative, and since he can easily perceive everything in the lumberyard with perceptual magic, the followers of Osiris can also perceive themselves with the power of Hades.

On the surface, there is nothing strange about the lumberyard, and it is true that almost all the workers who subconsciously complete repetitive movements are doing their own things in their own places, and from time to time there will be a few people who look like foremen urging them to speed up their movements. Neumann magnified the focal length of the telescope, and then he noticed something of interest to him—a few mercenaries gathered together.

"It must be strange to have mercenaries in a lumberyard, right?" Neumann sneered, no doubt that it was their negligence, or perhaps it was just a façade. But either way, that wouldn't make Neumann happy at this time, at least not for the time being. "Start recording. ”

The soldier he had brought with him shuddered and took out parchment and quills and a bottle of potion full of ink, a young man who had just joined the garrison, but was inadvertently called by Neumann to carry out such a reconnaissance mission. He had heard of some soldiers being devoured by invisible forces, so he was terrified. Neumann was feeling a little bit of a headache now, and he shouldn't have ordered a random guy to take with him. "Relax, soldier, you don't have to be so nervous. ”

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I ......" he couldn't even say any more.

"Please, soldier, as long as you hide yourself and don't make any noise, I promise you'll be fine. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, I will try to do as well as I can. He tried to start recording.

"The team continued to work at the usual pace, and found a team of five mercenaries, which was suspected to be an illusion, but could not be determined. No trace of the Revolutionary Army was found, and the mercenary team had no intention of acting. "That's all Neumann can observe, and if they're really planning something to do, their disguise is undoubtedly very successful.

The soldier shuddered and recorded all the information, which caused the handwriting to be crooked, and Neumann sighed, thinking that maybe only he could read what it meant, and no one would read the ghostly handwriting that looked like a god descending. "What's your name, soldier?" Neumann tried to distract him so he wouldn't be so nervous.

"Frank Gross, Your Excellency. He replied.

"Where are you from?"

"Teolas, Your Excellency. ”

"A beautiful place, isn't it?"

"Your Excellency?" Gross didn't seem to understand what Neumann meant.

Neumann smiled helplessly, "That place is indeed beautiful, isn't it?"

Gross realized that Neumann didn't mean anything superfluous, he was simply appreciating his hometown. "Yes, Your Excellency. ”

"Are you still nervous?" Neumann asked tentatively.

Gross was stunned, yes, he didn't realize that such an obvious distraction could succeed in making him less nervous. "No, it's much better. ”

"Alright, my job is done. Neumann shrugged his shoulders and turned his head to continue to observe the inside of the lumberyard.

The already noisy lumberyard was even more noisy under the crowd of mercenaries who suddenly appeared without warning, and Neumann didn't even notice which direction they were coming from. They gathered in the clearing of the lumberyard, waiting for someone to arrive. Neumann hurriedly ordered Gross to take notes, and the tension that had just calmed down returned to his body. It wasn't until Neumann hammered the guy's head that his hand holding the pen didn't continue to shake.

Then Neumann's expression began to change grim, and Margarita appeared in his field of vision. So the power of Hades that accompanied the woman almost all the time was sensed by Neumann, and under the condition that he deliberately suppressed his magical power, he could imagine how powerful the curse-like aura contained in the other party's body was. "Go inform Captain Meyer that they're going to act. Neumann didn't feel the need to keep recording and observing, because soon the lumber yard would be empty.

"How do I report?" asked Gross.

"Tell him that I am going to disrupt their plans, and let him send troops out as soon as possible to start an encirclement of them, centered on the eastern part of the outer city of Ocente. Notify all outer patrols to recover immediately, and then notify all guards you can see to be in combat readiness. They controlled almost all of the mercenaries in Orsente, and I really don't know how they did it. "Neumann was fast-talking, he couldn't afford to waste time.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Gros was glad that he was able to get out of here, and he immediately descended from the branch to the ground and began to gallop towards where the horses were hidden.

When Neumann looked back at the lumberyard, Rose and Hartmann had already appeared, talking to the mercenary leader, seemingly discussing a plan. Margarita, on the other hand, just stood silently, occasionally observing where Neumann was from the corner of her eye.

"Come on, Hades......" Neumann lifted the magic aura that had been suppressed for a long time, and in an instant a surging magic aura burst out of his body, and Margarita finally turned her head to this side this time, and then drew her weapon.

It was clear that it was impossible for her to go unnoticed by those present, so Rose stopped her. "What do you want to do, Margarita?"

"You're being watched. Margarita replied flatly.

"Interesting, then go get that guy out. Rose unexpectedly allowed Margarita to do so, and he continued to discuss their plans with Otto.

Neumann spat out, "Looks like you're not stupid," Mr. Ham Rogers. He unfolded a small teleportation magic array, and quickly set the coordinates. Almost at the same time, a galloping Margarita attacked, a thick black aura spurting from her longsword towards the tree where Neumann was.

At the moment when the breath was about to touch the trunk of the tree, Neumann's entire body sank into the teleportation magic circle, and then the tree collapsed with a bang when it was already empty, and the trunk in the center was swallowed up by the power of the Immortal.