The Saint Laurent mercenary group was quietly infiltrated into every corner of Chapel Hill like a nuclear fog by the gossip news of the noble group, but the mercenaries of Saint Laurent did not usher in the imaginary ridicule and contempt, but they gained a strange silence from the male mercenaries who had always been nostrils to the sky.

For example, the sexual harassment and exit molestion that they used to encounter at any time have basically disappeared, for example, the ruffian who used to pester himself seems to have given up, and for example, the high-level tasks they took over, and the gentlemen of other corps took the initiative to withdraw from the team...... These situations were fed back to Xiu Moore bit by bit, so that the woman who has always been ruthless and proud began to be confused, what is the situation?

But in general, Chapel Hill is indeed in an unprecedented state of calm, and there are people who secretly speculate that this is a miracle brought by that magical aristocratic boy with money, but anyone with a brain understands that this is because Chapel Hill has a common interest for the first time.

On this basis, Leon is even more sure of another thing, that is, this calm can only last for three days, if after the red moon sets on the third day, Saint Laurent has not handed over the whereabouts of the black star, the balance that Chapel Hill has maintained for many years will take the opportunity to be broken, and those silent men are waiting for the opportunity to explode.

Xiu Moore has been leading a large group of men to search around for two days, and the atmosphere on Chapel Hill is also changing subtly, from the initial peace to the beginning of the tension.

On the third day, there were still only a few guards and the "nobleman of the group" Lyon, who was still in the headquarters of Saint Laurent, and he was making a last-ditch effort to try to come up with a way to maintain the balance on Chapel Hill. He had also thought about leaving with Xiu Moore and her Saint Laurent legion, the Boulder was now in need of a large number of manpower, but leaving would mean completely abandoning the business channels of Chapel Hill, and it would mean completely breaking with the Five Star Union, and there was no possibility of upgrading, who would follow her?

Leaning on the soft white leather nest, looking at the black five-star in the palm of his hand, Leon was in a daze, and in less than ten hours, he and the Yves Saint Laurent Corps seemed to be cornered.

Between the concentrations, the black tentacles unconsciously stretched around, gradually reaching into the distance, those magical brain waves spread out again, and many points of light appeared in Leon's consciousness, large and small, which were all human brain waves, flickering in the surrounding space, dense and noisy, although the same strength and weakness, but relatively balanced, perhaps because of the same consciousness and thinking, he could even slightly feel the emotions of those brain waves, or happy, or distressed, or full of desire...... It's a wonderful presentation of life.

A moment later, Leon noticed a strange brain wave, not far from him, the light emitted by the brain wave was different from the others, just a black cloud, almost no fluctuations, the most important thing is that his tentacles actually had an unusually strong resonance with that strange brain wave,

"Have you thought of a better possibility?" the consciousness suddenly asked,

"Hmm, what kind of possibility?" Leon subconsciously reacted, he only felt very comfortable, as if he had known the owner of the brainwave for a long time,

"......" The black mass did not answer immediately, and sighed after a long time: "So you don't know"

"Know what?" Leon grew more and more interested,

"You can use 'nai' to such an extent and you don't know what it is...... Interesting...... "That brainwave also seems to be very interested in Leon,

"What is it? Can I ask you?" Leon felt that the black seemed to hesitate, and kept contacting other brain waves, which were more secretive, even transparent.

"Yes," the brain wave replied, in fact he answered very quickly, although in Leon's sense, he seemed to have consulted with hundreds of people, "Nai is the name we use for this tactile sensation you use, or the 'fog' you emit."

"My black mist?" Leon was a little surprised, and at the same time a little uneasy, those mercenaries who saw him fighting against the blacksmith should have been dealt with by Show Moore, and there was still someone on Chapel Hill who knew about his black mist? Could it be someone from inside Yves Saint Laurent?

"It's not just the black mist," the brainwave replied, "I've been watching you for a long time, and it's really surprising that you can master five kinds of 'nai' at the moment."

"Is it in the wilderness......" Leon guessed, perhaps he was noticed while he was trying to walk around in the wilderness, "Who are you?" Leon's black tentacles reached out to the middle of the black mass, but it was like touching a warm void, and he could only feel pleasure and affection,

"You're still far away, don't try to spy on me" The brainwave was not angry, "everyone decided to help you, so that you can really learn to use 'Nai'"

"Why, help me, do you want to get any benefit?" Leon couldn't help but ask,

"Hehehe, this is human"

Leon can feel that brainwave laughing, human? I'm human, so the owner of this brainwave......

"Focus, don't doubt, otherwise you can't solve the problem you are currently facing," the man said majestically, and at this moment, Leon felt the powerful power of the black mass beyond his own volume,

"Could it be that 'Nai' can help me conjure up seven people?" Leon couldn't help but smile bitterly,

"All you need is a black star," the brainwave was still chuckling, "isn't it?"

After the red moon disappeared, Xiu Moore returned to the Holy Miracle Square with a group of dejected female soldiers, and saw from a distance that outside the headquarters of Saint Laurent, there were large groups of mercenaries, numbering no less than five hundred. Their level is not low, from the Holy Bone Legion and the Holy Order Legion, and there are even many powerful free mercenaries, most of these people want to go to the Five-Star Guild in ten days for evaluation, Big Tooth also stood there with a gloomy face, obviously he is the head of this group of guys.

"What do you say?" Big Tooth's voice was still noisy, and it sounded particularly harsh at the moment,

"There are still two hours, and I will give you an explanation when the time comes" Xiu Moore said with an unchanged face, and the deputy head of the Saint Laurent group behind her, Layton couldn't help but look at her deeply, Layton didn't understand where Xiu Moore's confidence came from, and he could be so calm.

A dozen women made their way through a group of angry male mercenaries as if crossing a river of rage.

After walking into Yves Saint Laurent's headquarters, Lake finally couldn't help it,

"If you can't do it, hand over that guy," she whispered, "he's a nobleman anyway......"

"You're not the head of the regiment yet, and it's not your turn to give orders" Xiu Moore interrupted her calmly, and then smiled and said, "I have confidence in him"

Layton's face became even more ugly, and her teeth couldn't help but make a grinding sound, she stared at Xiu Moore faintly and said: "You have changed, you are fascinated by that stinky boy, and you say that YD who occupies a woman occupies her heart, I didn't believe it before, but you obviously slept with him ......"

With a crisp snap, Xiu Moore interrupted Layton's words with a slap, "That's enough!" Xiu Moore roared in a low voice, "Layton, your combat power is not weaker than mine, but you are always only a deputy commander, do you know why?" She looked at the swollen half of Layton's face and asked seriously,

"Hmph" Layton sneered, but there was a warm wetness in his eyes, "Because I am willing to be your subordinate"

"That's right, just because I can make you willing to be your subordinate!" said Xiu Moore, "that man has a strange quality, and in this respect he is more powerful than me, and he can make more people willing, even ......me," she stretched out her hand, touched Layton's face, and asked softly:

"Does it hurt?"

Before Layton could reply, there was a deafening roar outside the door, and a guard from Yves Saint Laurent hurriedly pushed the door in, and when he saw the ambiguous posture of the two regimental commanders, he couldn't avoid it, and shouted eagerly:

"Those guys did it!"