There are now some very bold and immature conjectures about the Ernst family and the manor hotel.

Suppose that these rats, which are obviously not quite right, are controlled by the will of a whole.

Suppose Zeke Ernst's account of the "will of the family" is not exaggerated.

Suppose that the hidden floor he found under the manor hotel was originally set up for the purpose of selecting heirs.

Suppose that many of the abnormal behaviors of the rats that converge on human form are indeed due to the habits inherent in "humans......

If these bold conjectures can be confirmed, then what happened in the Ernst Manor Hotel seems to have a very bizarre and appalling answer, and the fundamental reason why the underground floors of the Manor Hotel are mirrored like other floors is probably that there are indeed "occupants" in those rooms.

It is precisely because of the presence of inhabitants that there are waiters serving "them" in these underground floors.

So, who will live in the rooms on the basement floor?

The ancestors of the Ernst family?

Or the unlucky ones who died in the race for the heir in the past?

Thinking of this, Shug took out the dragon tooth card that Nils had given him when he returned to the hotel from his coat pocket.

Under the lights, the bard, known as "Hain's Lucky Ones" on the board, looked even happier.

Shug remembers the fairy tale – the bard, protected by the god of joy, always walks happily on his journey, always stepping into danger without inadvertently, but always saving the day.

Therefore, in Shug's eyes, the face of this dragon's tooth card may not only represent the meaning of "luck", but also symbolize the approach of danger.

Just as the Ernst family is currently facing, not only is Waterl's royal power group beginning to eyeing old nobles like them, but the Black Sun Society's interference and clamping down on the entire family is also increasing.

"Until now, there are really a lot of guys living in this hotel who plan to honestly compete for the position of heir, and it's unpleasant to think about that......

The rat whirling in the bottle annoyed Shogg a little, and he stretched out his finger and flicked the glass jar gently.

The slight vibration did not interrupt the mouse's movements, so Shug picked up the jar and shook it vigorously twice, the violent shaking caused the rat in the jar to fall a few times, and before it could get up, the fog of the messenger in the mirror further strengthened the suppression of the mouse.

This time, it finally fell silent.

In the current situation, Schuge no longer thinks that it would be a good choice to investigate the affairs of the Manor Hotel in a systematic manner.

Based on his knowledge and habits, when the general goal and direction have been confirmed, it is natural to take more direct and bold action.

"Magnifying glasses are what detectives like to hold, but what I hold in my hands is a hammer and a knife and a gun."

Shug couldn't help but smile as he looked at the black mouse trembling under the power of the messenger in the mirror, and then moved his gaze to the magic book on his desk and the gleaming council mage badge. ….

"It's a pity, it's just a stream-level credential...... It should be enough, but if my dear teacher can show up, everything will go much better."

Thinking of this, Shug once again spread out his magic book, what happened in room 519 had proven the usefulness of this mage tool, as the textbook said, the magic book was the third hand of the spellcasters.

"Whatever lies beneath this manor, they should have noticed my presence, and they shouldn't be doing anything more tonight...... Then I'll have a whole night to prepare."

Xiuge looked at the thick magic book in front of him and the magic ink pen that was set aside, and couldn't help but exhale.

The night is still long, but there is a lot of preparation to be made.

He now very much hopes that in his past world very

The popular doctrine of "firepower superiority" is also applicable in the current environment.

……

What happened at the Ernst Manor Hotel was not going to be passed on at all.

Even the council mages who knew that there was a lot of trouble in this did not have time to deal with the strange magic cases that occurred in an old family, in fact, the current council of mages had basically entered a wartime state.

A large number of documents, materials, and archives have been sorted out, the list of personnel needs to be recounted, the alchemy and magic materials in the country need to be recalculated, many policies for recruiting wild mages have been promulgated and implemented, and even those criminals who were previously held in mage prisons are also facing release and recruitment evaluation.

At such times, any regular mage will be requisitioned by the Council, and if the mage is a good enough lake or valley scholar, he will be entrusted with an important position.

That's what happened to Vilene.

In fact, by the time she arrived at the council, she had already been in a state of busyness without her feet touching the ground.

In the past, she had always been obsessed with academics, and her usual leisure content was only reading books and practicing magic, and occasionally teasing the summoned magical creatures was already a rare relaxation, so she was not very good at those complicated affairs.

But now she can't help it, as a young leader among lake-level mages, Wei Lin was directly pulled into the review and evaluation committee group of the Boldon Mage Council, whether it is the assessment of new mages, the selection and distribution of apprentices, or the evaluation of some wild mages, she needs to participate.

Luckily, the spellcasters were much more efficient than the average clerk, and with the help of magic and potions, as well as a variety of different magic aids, it took her a day and a half to sort out the things that had piled up in front of her.

Of course, Wei Lin is also well aware that these affairs and documents are only temporarily "leaving" from her face, and it may not be long before they are sent back in circles and make a new round of judgments and decisions.

"Hmm......"

Wei Lin raised her hand, and the mage hand floating on the side immediately sent a newly reviewed and signed assessment document to the other side, and then the mage's hand turned back and delivered an extremely strong cup of Waterl's "refreshing drink" to her. ….

She didn't like the very bitter drink, especially since the Council had added some potions to it in order to increase its effectiveness, which allowed the person who drank it to stay awake for a long time without getting sleepy, but it also made it taste even stranger.

"Who likes that?"

Wei Lin frowned and took a sip, then stuck out her tongue in bitterness.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and it's not long before it's a new day.

Vicline silently calculated her remaining workload in her head, then leaned back in her chair and began to enjoy her short break.

The apprentices who were responsible for the internal logistics of the Council pushed their carts along, and their mages delivered desserts and drinks from the Council to the windows and office seats, as well as special newspapers distributed within the Council to all members.

This is the custom of the mages, whether it is Merlinler and the Dharma Council in the past, or the Council that has now separated from the Dharma Council and is independent, there will be a specific person who collects, organizes and prints these messages that are particularly important to the mages on a daily basis.

It's different from the newspapers that the average person in the market would buy.

These newspapers tend to consist of a large number of short texts with corresponding illustrations, and there are few lengthy articles except for specific pages.

Verine also has a habit of reading such newspapers, especially in these sensitive and delicate times, and it is even more important to know the news of Merhringle and direction through the council's newspaper.

"The first batch of members of the Dharma-Committee has officially arrived at the rugged hilly confrontation line, and after statistics, there are a total of 50 river valley and lake-level mages, and 400 stream-level mages.

Raindrop and about 3,000 apprentices......

"The Council has held several negotiations with Merlinle, and the possibility of a breakdown of the talks has increased."

"Merlin Le and the direction have further strengthened the blockade and surveillance of Serun City, and according to the detection results of the large-scale Demon Road Secret Instrument, the frequency of magic changes in Serun City is increasing rapidly."

"After many verifications, the list of traitorous businessmen and chambers of commerce has been confirmed, and it will be handed over to the council for intelligent interrogation in three days."

Verine read the newspaper quickly, her gaze froze as she flipped to the new page.

In one of the magical images, she saw several mages and scholars dressed in the Law Council being arrested, presumably in the academy of Merlinle.

The accompanying text is as follows.

"A day ago, Merlin Lehe signed a special decree to arrest a number of scholars in the field of sorcery and magic, and at the same time, a special office was established within the Mage Council, and an investigation was launched against the Black Sun Society, a group of wild mages."

"Black Sun Association ......"

Wei Lin silently pronounced the name.

The first thing she did when she arrived at the Council was to explain to the top members of the Bolden Council a part of what had happened in the city of Salem, deliberately omitting references to Shuggs and the Ernst family, and highlighting the influence of the Black Sun Society.

She didn't know what the council was going to do about it, but judging by Merlin's reaction, it seemed that they had finally realized the danger of what they had previously considered to be an "association of ordinary wild mages." ….

It's just that the investigation of the association has only begun now, and I'm afraid it's a little late.

Wei Lin frowned and took another sip of the bitter drink in her glass, and her gaze continued to move downward.

So she saw an explosive piece of news.

"As confirmed by the Kingdom of St. Steele, the Cedar Scholar Towers located in the mountains on the edge of the northern snowfields experienced a violent magical blast at noon today, and its impact caused serious damage to the body of the Yaroslavich Mage Tower, and directly destroyed the crystallized top of the Olivier Mage Tower...... The ongoing Cedar Scholars meeting was interrupted, and the three deep-sea mages who participated in the meeting, Yaroslavich, Olivier, and Angelica, have not yet appeared."

In the accompanying picture next to it, Wei Lin saw that the Cedar Scholar Tower, which was regarded as a sacred place of scholarship by countless mages, was constantly emitting thick smoke, as described in the text, the three deep-sea mage towers in the center of the tower group were seriously damaged, among which the Olivier Mage Tower, which was originally known for its gorgeousness and elegance, was directly cut off the entire top of the tower.

At this time, not only Wei Lin, but also other mages in the same room also saw this extremely shocking news.

"Who did this? St. Steele?"

Someone couldn't help but ask, "I heard that those northerners aren't studying something...... What snowfield cannon?"

"No matter what cannon it is, it can't have such an effect."

A lake-level mage with experience in the army immediately rejected the former's question: "See, it's a cedar, unless the three mentors want to demolish the towers themselves, it's impossible for anyone to break through the protection of the towers, even if it's three hundred gates...... No, a salvo of six hundred crystallized cannons can't do it!"

Wei Lin, who was hiding to read the newspaper, nodded softly.

She also didn't think that any country would dare to do anything to the mage towers of the Abyss-level mages, and the Cedar Scholars Tower Group has always been a magical academic organization that adheres to the principle of absolute neutrality, and according to the opinions of the three deep-sea mages who established the organization, all members who join the Cedar Scholars Society will no longer have the legal committee and their original national, ethnic and racial identities, but simply exist as academic researchers in the world of Van Grace.

For such a group of people, the change in the world situation is no longer of much significance, whether it is to woo, attack or ostracize the Cedar Scholars Association, it is a foolish choice.

"So what the hell is going on?"

Wei Lin shook her head in confusion.

At this point, a magic apprentice is gone

He came over and had a document in his hand: "Ma'am, here's a temporary document for today...... It was submitted by the Fifth Chasseur Regiment for the approval of the use of some magical materials."

The apprentice looked at the young mage in front of him who was about the same age as himself, but was already at the lake level, his face was full of flattery, and he lowered his voice and said, "To call these materials, you need to reach the level of the stream or above, but the person who called them happens to be ...... One of your students, although he has a certificate, has not yet passed the formal examination of the Senate."

As he spoke, he cautiously shoved the document in front of Wei Lin, "You can take a look, otherwise you may have to go through several processes, which will be very troublesome."

Wei Lin reached out and took the document, her gaze immediately fixed on the familiar image of the document in the lower right corner of the document, so she immediately nodded to the apprentice in front of her, "Okay, I see. I'm handling this matter myself, thanks for notifying...... I'll remember you."

The apprentice left happily, and Willin's expression quickly sank: "Jungle short-tailed wolf fangs...... Killing vine rhizomes? What are you going to do here?".

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