** Shi Pan Diesel is back.

The news spread quickly after Councillor Deralis Jr. was turned into a toad at the headquarters of the Black Sea Gang, and soon caused an uproar among the citizens of Simon City.

He didn't die in the Blue Flames, but he survived, and at least he still had the mana to turn the living into a toad!

Although he had only ruled Simon City for less than two years, the mage still had an extraordinary place in the hearts of the citizens of Simon - it was he who saved the city from the shadow of the vampire king, and his rule was not so brutal that the citizens of Simon City did not even feel the existence of such an actual ruler for many of the time.

If there weren't so many twists and turns in the middle, as long as the ** master didn't go crazy with the study of magic like most of his peers and became a madman who acted in a disorderly manner, the citizens of Simon would rather his invisible rule continue, after all, such a boss is much better than those 'Ming Jun' who are often tossing around to build a business, or those tyrants who act in the dark, but the reality often backfires.

Now, when I learned that this ** division had returned to Ximen, the first thought that rose in the hearts of most citizens was not to rejoice, but to be afraid.

Because they were keenly aware that the city of Simon was about to be in chaos again.

Of course, it all came from the nobles who had been banished by Penny and took advantage of his absence to fight for power.

The citizens of Ximen were no longer naïve more than a thousand years ago, and of course they would not think that this group of nobles with a large number of troops, in the face of the ** division who returned alone, would take the initiative to let go of the rights that had already been obtained.

Citizens are returning to their homes, and vendors in the Triangle Market and the underground black market are closing their stalls – at least not the courage to do business until it's over.

"He's back?" Inside Salaval's mansion, several old nobles were discussing a matter of life and death for them.

The return of Pan Diesel puts a very sensitive question before their eyes, a fight is about to take place, will they participate in it, or will they sit on the sidelines?

In addition to a few big nobles, there were also a few minor nobles who participated in the meeting, and they talked and chattered with each other, and fierce quarrels broke out everywhere in this small meeting.

Now that the central topic of the quarrel has been decided, there is no need to listen carefully to what is being discussed.

The same was true for the few great nobles in the center, old Salaval yawned with his mouth open, visibly absent-minded about the discussion.

"My lords, do you have a word?" the discussion of the little nobles could not reach any consensus or result, so they focused their attention on a few silent nobles, and the earth-shattering yawn of old Salavar made them feel that these nobles seemed to have a fixed opinion about this problem they were having a headache for.

"What is there to say? The person who holds the Staff of the Seven Laws is the monarch of the law of the West Gate City. James Salaval Sr. patted his yawning mouth and said weakly in his old voice: "Of course we support him." ”

This answer made the small nobles below look at each other, and they almost thought that they had heard it wrong, looking at the expressions of the few big nobles in the seats who were all such a matter of course.

"Did you make a mistake, Lord Salaval, and how could we possibly help Mr. Diesel?"

A small nobleman questioned: "He is alone now. ”

"yes, he's alone. Old Salawar yawned again, but a mouthful of air in his throat made him cough, and Fern Elista, who was sitting next to him, quickly slapped him on the back, and Anthony Eldo on the other side took the old man's words: "...... But have you ever thought that Mistress Diesel is a wizard with great power and a sober mind, if you dare to show your head in this dangerous time when you know that you are alone? Do you think that Mr. Diesel is a gambler?"

"This ......" the questioning little nobleman groaned, and finally shook his head hesitantly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I hope your judgment is correct, but what should we do if Mr. Diesel becomes no longer as sober as he used to be?"

"That's not a problem...... Everybody. Old Salawar coughed for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his palm: "You must know that our current forces are very weak, and even if we support one side in this war, we can only do it spiritually. ”

...... Cunning old fox.

Many small nobles secretly slandered, indeed, the huge mercenary group brought by the returnees had expelled the local military force of Ximen City, and most of the local troops that were not very large had been transferred far away, and if the battle broke out at this time, they really couldn't help anything.

And in this war, as long as one side is not exactly tilted to one side, when the war is over, no matter who wins or loses, there is a lot of room for maneuver.

However, a few of the minor nobles heard the inclination of old Salaval's words, and they asked carefully: "So, Lord Salaval, do you think that you support Mistress Diesel spiritually...... Is there a greater chance of his victory?"

"What do you think?" said old Salaval, who glanced at the anticipating nobles, his gray-haired head resting on the soft wicker chair, "Oh, I think you must have already made up your mind. ”

“...... Of course, we would like some people to come out and restrain their arrogance, but we still can't be sure that Lord Diesel is alone ......," said a little nobleman, a tone that betrayed the uneasiness in his heart, and it was evident from the expressions on the faces of the others nearby that they were in a similar mood - contradictory and confused.

"It's okay, we'll just have to wait and see. Old Salavar said, looking at the canopy.

Watching from the sidelines is certainly a good position, but an immediate event is destined to make his thoughts an unattainable dream.

While the aristocrats were talking about it, a group of heavily armed men rushed into the venue, and old Salaval's white eyebrows immediately tangled.

The wolf-like mercenaries drove a group of petty nobles and the merchants attached to this noble group around the hall like hungry wolves that pounced on the sheep, and a tall man patted the little white face of a young nobleman, and walked to the main seat of the conference hall with a sinister smile, and two fierce eyes stared condescendingly at the squinting old Salavare:

"Old man, I don't have time for a lunch break, Mr. Goodale has something to discuss with you. ”

"Well, I'm so old, ahem...... Cough. Old Salaval opened his eyes with a sad face, and looked at the mercenary leader with a pleading gaze: "I really don't want to participate in the bunch of in Ximen City anymore, I ...... Uh......"

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged up by the mercenary by the collar, only to hear a burst of bad breath coming to his face: "Damn, old man, that evil wizard has returned to Ximen City with the intention of rebuilding his reign of terror, as a member of Ximen City, you are still here to stay out of the matter, oh...... It should be said that it is a conspiracy to cooperate with the enemy, with such an idea, with your behavior, you are also worthy of being a nobleman of Ximen City?"

"Well, whether I am worthy of being a nobleman of Simon City is not something that you, an outsider, can judge, Goodale wants to see me?" Old Salaval sighed, "Then take me to him." ”

"Take them all!" The mercenary leader waved his hand, and the nobles and nobles who were still in a meeting a moment ago were dragged out of the venue by this group of wolf-like mercenaries and headed for the port to the east.

The base of the mercenary group is in the largest building in this port, this building was originally a trading company invested and built by Edmund and the Wizards of the Coast Association, but now the two directors of this company have been emptied, and the successive changes that happened in Ximen City have completely made this company a thing of the past, the plaque at the door has been removed, and the originally clean and tidy hall has been occupied by a group of mercenaries on the floor.

In the depths of this level, in the main conference hall of the company, the nobles 'homecomings' sat in it with a nervous expression, and Philip Goodale paced repeatedly on the carpet in the center of the room, and several returning nobles looked at him with blank eyes, as if waiting for him to make an idea.

When Penny defeated the mask of the night, he took care of many big families in Simon City who did not deal with Edmund, and the methods were brutal and outrageous - such as arresting the heads of these families, and then using spells to become idiots, and then asking for all the information about the business of these families from the mouths of these idiots, and a lot of important information was leaked, so Pan Diesel covered the sky in Simon City.

When Penny was running rampant in the city of Simon, of course, these nobles did not dare to wait for death in this place, and many of them scrambled to flee from Simon without waiting for Penny's move. The Just War' returned to Simon, but the army of light was slaughtered in the port of Simon, and His Majesty Cormier's arrogant King even had to sign his name on a humiliating contract.

This defeat ruined their dream of returning to Simon, and they honestly stopped for a while, until today...... With the key role played by Butters Goodale in the last operation, the leader of the Homecoming Group is still a member of the Goodale family, but with a new one, Philett Goodall, Butters's cousin, who is slightly less intelligent than the other cousins, but he is very bold in action, and under his leadership, taking advantage of the chaos in Simon City, the Homecoming Group seized the sovereignty of the city in one fell swoop.

But when the name that filled all the nobles of the homecoming regiment with fear reappeared, the bold leader began to tremble in his fingers, realizing that in his own heart the fear was so deep that he could not settle his mind until now.

Calm, calm, it's just that the wizard has returned, and the city of Simon has fallen into his hands, so what's the use of him appearing alone? Even if he has hundreds of magic, can he withstand more than a thousand mercenaries rushing up?

Just then, a mercenary brought news:

"Mr. Goodall, Mr. Salaval, they have arrived. ”

"Arrived?" Goodale said, "Bring it in!"

He hurriedly waved his hand and commanded, his expression becoming a little hideous at the moment of ordering.

(To be continued)