The specially dispatched train rushed towards Webster Fortress like an anxious cheetah, and in the only carriage, four executors sat around a simple square table, and the afternoon sun accompanied the winter scenery was left behind without hesitation.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Tris Carlisle, and I'm twenty years old. ”

"My name is Darren Bryan. ”

The two companions who had just met introduced themselves one after another.

After leaving the city of Idgaraxiu, the atmosphere was much more relaxed, perhaps because of Ballan's absence, even the tone of the two of them became relaxed and casual.

Tracey is a bubbly woman, and she seems to be a little too vivacious. Her short gray hair resembled a steel needle, an unfeminine warrior outfit, and the black gloves she carried with her, embellished with red magic crystals, were her weapons. The corners of her eyes that flew upwards also showed an excited look at any time. She held out her hand, and her wheat-colored face smiled brightly.

Ivan reached out to shake her and nodded sneeringly, "You, how are you......"

But Tracey's hand was clenched. Suddenly, she sighed as if she was a little disappointed.

"I thought your hands would be as soft as a little girl. Oh yes, I forgot that you're also the enforcer of the Alliance, hehe. ”

Ivan hurriedly withdrew his hand, stared at her warily, and carefully hid both hands under the table.

Darren scoffed, and raised his dark brown shrewd eyes behind his square-rimmed glasses.

At first glance, Darren's outfit really looks a bit like a businessman. Dressed in a double-breasted travel trench coat, he seemed to be an experienced companion with the dignity of a merchant who loved to watch his watch and not get in the way of travel. Along with his friendly and polite smile, which was very businessman-like, he turned his face sideways and gestured to Tracey beside him.

"Tracey is my partner, usually like a child, you don't have to care what she says. Darren thought for a moment, his face sinking slightly, "Yafir...... Aren't you in love?"

"No, I don't. Ivan looked innocent.

He's not in love. He thinks that people are always afraid of the unknown, especially if it is a task that can be life-threatening. He just felt a little lost.

Obviously he didn't get to the exit in time, but he passed the examination, is it because he is needed for this task? But why should Barlan ask an inexperienced newcomer like him to be in charge of the most important part of this task? If something goes wrong, won't those clerks be able to save him?

Although he reluctantly admits that he looks very similar to the Magus from the outside, and the golden wrist chakra on his wrist is easier to disguise than Carlo's staff and Trace's fist gloves, Carlo is right, he is inexperienced, and he doesn't know how to deal with the unexpected situation.

Couldn't Ballan really find a better fit?

However, in any case, he has already taken this train, and there is no turning back, so it is impossible to say "I need to think about it again" at this time. He hadn't had time to talk to Aisha and Xiulin, and he didn't know if Borg would remember to sue them.

If only Aisha could go with him.

Although such thoughts always came to his mind intermittently, he himself knew that it was impossible. Aisha's weapon was a pistol, how could she hide it from those wizards, and it would be selfish to drag Aisha into a dangerous mission.

He just wanted to be able to feel at ease, after all, he wanted to meet those mysterious wizards alone.

Along the way, Tris and Darren discuss the details of the mission with him, as well as speculation about the state of the wizarding guild, but everyone is worried when it comes to the Feather Clan. Carlo remained silent, feeling like an ornament in the carriage, dispensable.

It was getting dark, not just because of the approaching night, but also because of the weather.

It's a sunny day in Idguera, but there's a light snow on the side of Webster Fortress.

"Good evening, Tracey, Darren...... This is Mr. Karlo Plante, hello...... This is?"

Before entering the heavily guarded guard post of Webster Fortress, the executors from other places who had already rushed to investigate immediately changed their puzzled expressions when they saw Ivan, who did not understand the situation. Ivan buried his head and didn't introduce himself, just followed Carlo without saying a word.

"You're amazing!" Triss gave a triumphant thumbs up, "you see, even our own people can't see it." ”

As the station was destroyed by the elemental spirits brought by the Wizarding Society, the train had to stop outside the city. The city that has suffered a catastrophe is like a frightened animal, curled up but always on the alert. The unspoiled magic crystal street lamps in the city lit up with a faint light, reflecting the ruins of the streets, cold and deserted like tombstones.

Walking past several makeshift tents for residents who had lost their homes, they followed a female out-of-town executor into an intact house. A pot of hot tea was poured for them, and leather-cushioned chairs were arranged.

"What? How could that be?"

The out-of-town executor, who knew Tris and them well, was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out, "You're going to let the kids trick those wizards?

"It's easy to deceive just because it's a child. Tracey leaned over and was excited, "Hey Susie, don't you think he's a good fit?"

"I ...... I don't think so. Susie spoke very unsympathetically, and the suspicious gaze made Ivan feel very uncomfortable.

"What can he do!Did Lord Ballan figure out the situation?The Wizards' Guild are all wizards! They control the elemental elves!They can even break through the defenses of Webster Fortress!" Susie put her hands behind her back, and there was one thing she resembled Trissy, that is, she was completely unfeminine, "The first few failed reconnaissance attempts, and the Wizarding Guild has become alert! They are cunning, our scout team has never been able to crack their magic, although they tried to arrest their people, but those people- Oh my God, they're all madmen, madmen! You expect a kid to find you a way into the town of Takamo? Find our clerk?"

"At least this kid has passed the executor's assessment. Tracey narrowed her eyes and smiled defiantly. Susie's face changed.

"I don't know what's going on. She said angrily, pulling over a chair and sitting down.

That's a good thing to say, and Ivan doesn't know what's going on.

Ivan hesitated to explain to her, in fact, he didn't know anything, he still did something. But after thinking about it, he didn't know this person.

"Any news new?" asked Darren. Susie exhaled, and seemed to have some remaining breath.

"No new news. You already know what's going on over there, the wizards don't know what they're doing - they might attack, and of course, we're ready to fight back. It's that the clerk is in their hands, and I'm afraid that they will be unfavorable to the clerk and won't dare to do anything. ”

"I'll leave this to us!" Triss interjected again.

"Okay, shut up. Darren and Susie actually spoke in unison.

"Susie, if there is no situation, help us arrange a carriage to Greentown. An ordinary carriage is fine, but if you enter the city too late, you will be suspicious, and I will leave it to you here. Darren commanded calmly. Susie nodded, glared at Triss disapprovingly, and got up to make arrangements.