A witch of the witch cult, a wild arbiter, and an official night watchman, the trio sit in a tavern and try to stop a plot of the Aurora Society.

It sounds very funny.

"I found the apple orchard, and it was surrounded by gangsters, and inside were some believers who were in charge of the orchard."

Rowena stretched, and continued, "I also heard an interesting thing, they call tomorrow's march a riot. ”

Grandin's eyes were deep, and he didn't find it interesting at all.

In demonstrations, with a little guidance, clashes can easily erupt. And once the bloodshed begins, maybe the whole of Beckland will be in turmoil.

The plan may seem crazy, but there's a good chance that the 'mentor' will succeed. Will a great deal of pessimism, despair, resentment, and primordial evil become a breeding ground for the birth of evil gods?

If that's the case, then this matter is not something he can handle.

Grandin asked in a deep voice, "Rowena, did you see an altar or anything like that during your scouting?" ”

Rowena was stunned, "I didn't see those things. ”

Immediately she understood Grandin's concern, and smiled:

"Are you worried that they will take this opportunity to create a passage or a vessel for their Lord to come to earth? Rest assured, this is not an easy thing to do, it requires more long-term planning and the right seedbed. And I carry a magical item that allows me to perceive these things. ”

Rowena appeared confident when she spoke, and seemed to have some certainty.

What is this. Could it be that this is the one who knows you best and will always be your peers?

Grandin thought of this and smiled dumbly.

Hugh, who sat silently on the sidelines, was shocked to hear it. It was a riot and an evil god descending, and all this news stimulated her nerves.

She stood up suddenly, and the wooden table in the tavern shook as she slammed it:

"We immediately went to the police department and the church and asked them to stop the march."

Grandin straightened the table, then walked over Rowena and pressed the turnip head, who had stood up a little taller than himself from his seat, back into his chair:

"Don't worry, it's too late to stop the march. People's emotions are like a flood that has been accumulated, and it can explode at any time...... Since it can't be blocked, now it's just a matter of guiding and letting the water rush to where we want it to go. And can't you see it? Beckland needs some change. ”

Hugh's eyes were fixed on Grandin, and he didn't speak for a full minute. And Grandin looked back at her firmly, not flinching.

"I want you to understand what you're doing." After a moment of silence, Hugh spoke without emotion.

Grandin smiled confidently:

"I know it very well, because I see fate."

There's a great class that wants to be on stage, wants to make a sound, and Grandin would love to see that.

"What are you going to do?" Hugh folded his hands around his chest and looked at Grandin with scrutiny.

"The march itself is well intentioned. It's just that it's sick now, and what we have to do is very simple, just remove the lesion. ”

Grandin turned to Rowena, who was watching the play:

"Miss Rowena, I want to make a deal with you."

Rowena gestured with an interested expression as he continued.

So Grandin went on to say-->>

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"I wonder if the Witch Cult is interested in the real estate industry in Beckland? For example, an apple orchard...... I don't have high requirements, and I get five or five points of achievement. ”

"You're saying let me use the power of our sect to eat black? The defense of the apple orchard is really weak, and there are almost no extraordinary...... But dear Grandin, why should I divide it with you? ”

Rowena smiled.

"Because I can also choose to report it to the Storm Church and let them deal with those members of the Aurora Society. When the time comes, you won't get any benefit. ”

Grandin replied in a deep voice.

But after attracting the power of the church, his mission with Mr. A was completely ruined, and he would lose a sum of gold pounds.

But the good thing is that he can use this news to distract some of the grumpy old men and make tomorrow's march more secure.

With the Storm Church's style of doing things, it was difficult for Grandin to judge how they would react when they noticed a large gathering of workers. new

In this regard, the softer Church of the Night and the Church of Steam and Mechanic are more reassuring.

"I'm scared of you, I'm really interested in that property, at least it's closer to Beckland." Rowena compromised.

"Miss Rowena, you've earned it. Because your harvest also includes those gang members and their turf. Grandin tried to stimulate Rowena's agency.

These gang members have always respected the strong, and as long as they can be defeated, it is easy to subdue.

"Leave those fanatics in the apple orchard to me. Heh, these people are just one potion away from complete madness. Rowena smiled coldly.

Grandin has no opinion, and those believers who have been completely distorted cannot be saved.

"Is there anything I need to do?" Hugh spoke.

"No, Miss Hugh. I think Rowena will definitely have enough people to raid the apple orchard. As for tomorrow's parade...... The power of the individual is very limited in the face of the flood. Your mission is done, now you just need to go home and sleep, and then lock the doors and windows tomorrow and wait for everything to subside. ”

Grandin put it bluntly, staying away from the storm is what Hugh should do.

But Hugh pursed his lips, looking very unwilling.

"If you must get involved, I have exactly one thing you can do here. This is a very important matter, and I was going to have my exclusive messenger send it there. Grandin looked at Hugh's newsboy dress and suddenly remembered something.

"Rest assured that I will deliver the letter safely wherever you want it to go." Hugh replied with a resolute expression.

"I'm relieved." Grandin pulled a pen and paper from his pocket and began to write quickly.

When he was done, he tore the paper off his notebook, "Please give it to Miss Audrey Hall, Queens, with the detailed home address I have written on the back of the paper." ”

Grandin handed Hugh the folded paper.

Hugh didn't react for a while, and was stunned.

"I was in a hurry to go out today, and I didn't bring anything to prove my identity. So you can only sneak into the backyard, where there's a gap under the left side of that ivy hedge. Please bark three times at the entrance of the cave in a short and long tone, and there will naturally be a 'person' to answer you. ”

Grandin admonished.

Hugh's delicate face turned red all at once, and she couldn't see the importance of this matter at all. And this kind of means of contact always reminds her of something strange.