Yatel looked very laid-back and comfortable now.

Coming out of the Sanctuary of Judgment and walking through the noisy streets of the inner city of Idgrasius, Yatel did not choose to go back to meet Laxis Flotica, but left the inner city directly.

Passing through the semi-circular plaza called "World Square" in front of the inner city, Yatel stood under the eaves of the roadside teahouse for a while, and found that there was no rental carriage coming this way, so he exhaled helplessly and continued to the southeast.

The office to the south is where Ballan frequents. Although he didn't know if the person he was looking for was there, Yatel had the leisure to try his luck. Yatel enjoys the "luck" of this self-free way of acting, and it is good to forget his identity once in a while, to see if fate will bring him a surprise.

"Hello, are you busy right now?"

Finally finding a rental carriage, it didn't take long for Artel to arrive at his destination. The streets of Idgarasiu have always had few pedestrians, and horse-drawn carriages were always fast. Attel was pleased that the coachman of the carriage did not recognize him, and that few people would have recognized him. He walked into the door of the Wizard Alliance's office in the southern part of the outer city of Idgradhi, and happily greeted the clerk who greeted him

"Hey, Lord Hernos!"

The young clerk's eyes widened in horror, and Yatel let out a soft "shh ”

Atel's smile was as pure and elegant as ever, with his childish childishness and dignity that belonged only to the higher. Like a messenger from heaven. He put his hands behind his back and his eyes wandered around the halls of the office.

"I want to ask you a question. He beckoned to the young and unfamiliar clerk, who immediately walked up to him respectfully, bent down, and clasped his hands to the sides of his trousers.

"Your Excellency, please command. ”

"Has Ivan Yafil ever been here? the executor who is not yet fifteen years old, you must know him, right?"

Artel lowered his voice, as if plotting something.

Ivan is now in the living room of the office, drinking coffee with Xiulin.

Xiulin really asked Mr. Borg for a pot of hot coffee and three cups, as if she didn't care about anything. But. Ivan could roughly understand what concerns Xiulin had in his heart.

Carlo enters the inner city. Maybe he will take the initiative to meet the "adult" behind him, I don't know if he can meet the "adult" in the future, but even if he does, the adult may not be willing to help him.

No. It should be unlikely that they will help him.

Carlo doesn't lie. I'm afraid he will be able to express his doubts about the Laxis Flotica affair very directly. If the "Lord Hernos" is at odds with Laxis, Carlo ...... I don't know what will happen yet.

It was the "Lord Hernos" who caused the tragedy of the Ghost Islands Cod Village!

He was the one who ordered Carlo to kill Professor Fitzgerald Bestler, and maybe he turned Angel into a monster! It can even be said that ...... Terror, as if full of traps in the abyss. Blair once said that the errand that made Ivan lie was given to him by someone else, and perhaps the "Lord Hernos" was behind this incident. "Master Hernos" is like a black hand everywhere, ready to choke any innocent person by the throat, Laxis, Carlo, or him......

The coffee in the glass was still billowing white mist, and Carlo didn't seem to be coming back anytime soon. However, at this moment, there was a rhythmic knock at the door.

"Is Carlo back?" said Asharo to his feet.

"Who?" Xiulin immediately heard something strange from the rhythm of the knock on the door. Before she could hear an answer, though, the door to the parlor was pushed open.

The strange boy in a small white double-breasted coat smiled apologetically and stepped into the living room.

He had short silver hair and pale golden eyes, and was about sixteen years old. No one had ever seen the boy, but the boy naturally walked over to the small round table with three coffee cups and greeted them naturally.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, I didn't let Mr. Clerk inform you, I think it's better for me to do it myself. ”

Although the young man in white spoke politely, his every move revealed the casualness of his master, as if this was his territory.

"Miss Joan, I've heard Carlo talk about you, and he admires you as a partner. Miss Elsia Trande, you've been working hard lately, and you've done so well as a general magician. The young man in white smiled like two ladies greeting, and that tone and that look were as impeccable as a nobleman.

"Mr. Ivan Yafir, don't mind if I take up a little of your time. The boy gestured to Ivan.

Suddenly, Xiulin's eyes suddenly widened.

"Excuse me, which adult are you?" Just as the young man in white invited Ivan, Xiulin slowly stood up, bowed, and saluted.

"I'm really sorry, although as an executor, I don't know much about the adults in the inner city, please tell us your name. ”

Xiulin's gaze cautiously fell on the young man's bright smiling face. Ivan was shocked, Xiulin actually said that he was "which adult", that is, he was

Ivan's heart twitched slightly, and his fingers clenched unconsciously. The boy did feel that something wasn't quite right.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I thought you already knew me......" The boy smiled, putting his right hand behind his head like an embarrassed child. Then, he lowered his hand.

At this time, Ivan also hurriedly stood up.

"First of all, I would like to introduce myself, my name is Yatel Hernos, a member of the Core Council of the Wizarding Alliance. But I'm just here today to talk to you. Oh yes, I met Carlo. ”

Artel suddenly turned his face and looked at Xiulin with interest, and Xiulin's face became visibly stiff.

"He and ...... Well...... A friend of mine is with me, and I've been out all morning, so ...... I haven't had time to talk to him yet. Miss Joan, can you do me a favor, and leave me a little time, please?"

Xiulin pursed her lips and silently walked over to take Aisha's hand. Aisha was staring at Artel dumbfounded.

"Let's go out first. Xiulin said in a calm tone in Aisha's ear, Aisha let out an "ah", as if she had suddenly woken up from a dream, she gasped, and quickly turned her eyes to Ivan, and found that Ivan also had an extremely shocked expression.

This man he really is

Artel looked at them blankly for a moment, and after a long time, he sighed and took the silver pocket watch from his bosom.

"Would you like to leave for a while?"

There was a hint of command in his tone, but soon, Artel let go of his pocket watch, and he smiled easily as he faced the three tensed nerves.

"Don't worry, it's really just a chat, anyway, this is the city of Idgeraxiu. (To be continued......)