The suddenly frozen atmosphere was silent and stiffened for a long time, and all that remained in the spa room was the crisp 'beep' of grilled fish, and it was not until long after the wizard had left that Celion let out a long breath and waved his hand.

Lando Shadow Dragon bowed respectfully, the shadow snake pattern under the corner of her eyes seemed to evaporate and spread a thick layer of black mist, the black mist enveloped her body, and she dissolved into this shadow, while Goodale walked out slowly from the other side: "This wizard seems to be difficult to deal with. ”

"If it was easy to deal with, Ximen City would not be what it is now. Selion exhaled again: "It's hard to imagine that this good show was actually directed and acted by him, it's amazing." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Nine times out of ten. Selien was so sure, but his head shook twice: "If the most critical points are not wrong or missing, my conjecture should be true." ”

The nerves in Goodall's whole body shook for a moment, his lips turned white, and cold sweat broke out layer by layer on his forehead.

He couldn't imagine that this wizard actually used a scene to deceive so many people so easily, until he turned the entire Ximen City upside down.

"The city of Simon must not fall into the hands of the Serpents. Almost immediately, he had an impulse to think about what would happen if things were allowed to continue, and the urge made him rush out almost immediately.

But Selien's words stopped him: "Wait, you should think about it, what's the use of exposing his tricks?Are we capable of fighting both the Serles and the vampires?Not to mention that you also have to think about the large group of forces standing behind this man." ”

Goodale stopped at the door, let out a final helpless laugh, sighed and sat down in the chair by the door, and nodded, "You're right, but it's really frustrating. ”

"The best path is to follow his script. Selien tilted his neck and spread his hands: "I'm also helpless." ”

Goodale was clearly not willing to give in to such an evil wizard full of intrigue and intrigues, but after careful consideration, he also agreed with Selion's opinion.

If this time provokes a confrontation between Pan Diesel and some of Simon's nobles, it will obviously lead the chaos in the upper echelons of the city in a more unknowable direction, but there is no doubt that the Night Mask and the vampires behind it will be happy to see such a change.

This foreseeable future would lead many nobles to choose to submit to Pan Diesel, as was the case with Goodall today.

The more fatal problem is that no one can solve such a mess without even opposing Pan Diesel, let alone solving it, and it is a very difficult task to lead the nobles who are now in chaos.

Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Whether the city will be handed over to a group of vampires or an ambitious Ser is undoubtedly a question.

At least 'people' are much more acceptable than vampires, and this person, who also has considerable local roots, doesn't seem so unacceptable.

In order not to succumb to the conspiracy design, and to collapse the good situation, that is a stupid thing that only Lansendel's two fools can do.

Goodale is very wise, he wants to fight against vampires, but he is not willing to take the lead in turning against the Searles, and submission is the best choice: "This wizard is really a talent, obviously he has played all the people, but we must listen to him if we return him." ”

"Don't be discouraged, we are not without opportunities, this man is not impossible to deal with, he used the Ser Concession to kidnap that group of nobles, and he has already laid a hidden danger for his own career. Selion took a sip of juice calmly, a hidden glint flashing in his eyes: "Everywhere, violence and intrigue are always objectionable. ”

"You're right, but we have to deal with the Night Mask first. Goodall rubbed his nose: "Things are in order." ”

"Things go first. Selien nodded: "After the vampire is finished, his flaws will be exposed, although his strength was very strong at that time, but it is no longer as impossible to deal with as it is now." ”

Goodale thought it was extremely unwise to tear the skin and turn his face with Pan Diesel now, but using the information in their hands, and Selien's manpower, they had the capital to deal with this wizard, and after the fall of the Night Mask, the sequelae of that wizard's use of intrigue to disrupt Simon would be exposed, and it would become less difficult to deal with. ...,

After thinking this out, Goodale and Selion said goodbye and left the underground hot spring.

Seeing off all the guests, Celion removed the large towel wrapped around him, spread his limbs, his body under his neck was completely immersed in the water, and the steaming heat surged up, making him let out a long sigh, which was also mixed with some confusion: "Landuo, I should have killed that wizard just now, he himself was a big flaw in his plan, and what he knew was definitely not just a flame dagger, although he didn't say it, but I could feel it......"

A ripple rippled in the space next to her, and the expressionless flat-chested girl reappeared where she had disappeared, the shadow mist that escaped was sucked in by her left eye, and a black line was drawn from top to bottom on the smooth skin from the corner of her left eye to her left chest, until the pattern of the shadow snake reappeared there.

She sat down on the edge of the bath and continued to massage the owner of the blood sail with the utmost gentleness, without saying a word—not a word since her appearance.

"But I always had a feeling that I couldn't kill him, that I would let him escape easily. Selion squinted his eyes, more like he said to himself, "This wizard's power doesn't seem to be very strong, but why does it give me such a feeling? Haven't I fully mastered my power yet......?"

He raised a hand and spread his palm in front of his eyes: "Could it be that these magic powers are still not mine? Why?...... Well, maybe they didn't belong to me in the first place......"

Selion closed his eyes, his limbs more relaxed: "Wake up from the empty tomb, your mind stuffed with a past that doesn't belong to you, and a power that doesn't belong to you, Landuo, tell me, what am I, a replica, or an illusion, or is it all a dream of mine?"

"You... Be... My lord. She opened her mouth, flicked her tongue awkwardly, and lowered a calm face—the eyes were large, and the silence was cold, but when she said these words, there was a hint of innocence.

"Your Excellency, are you right......" He raised his arm and put it on the cheek of Landor Shadow Dragon, his eyes opened, and the confusion faded away, "Maybe I should take something to reflect my existence, I am Davor Selien, and anyone who stands in my way is an enemy who wants to turn me back into a phantom, whether it's a Night Mask or a red-robed mage." ”

His tone gradually calmed down, and the light in his eyes gradually changed from scattered to sharp, like a sharp sword.

The Shadow Dragon, whose face was covered by Selion, turned red with the Shadow Serpent tattoo, and its eyes instantly turned back to a hollow and lifeless appearance.

......

Just a few days later, a grand meeting took place at the estate of Pan Diesel, the vice president of the Wizards of the Coast and lover of the Edmont family.

The meeting was devoted to the dispute between the city of Simon and the concession of Ser, and was convened not only by the magnates from all over Simon, but also by several apostles of the gods of order and goodness, including the Archbishop of Qajar.

Bishop Qajar was undoubtedly relieved to face such an invitation, which meant that the various human forces in Simon City could finally unite to deal with vampires.

Vika looked radiant at the meeting, and the wizard sat next to him, smiling quietly at the city's visitors - but on the other hand, these people didn't look very good, and many of them had their families locked up in the Serre Concession.

Even the nobles who had nothing to do with the kidnapping in the Searle Concession had a bad look on their faces - the days of turmoil had left them with heavy losses and physical and mental exhaustion.

Imagine if one day you suddenly find out that the relatives and friends and servants you have been with for many years are actually the puppets used by vampires to influence and control you, and you have to banish or kill them, this kind of encounter does not happen just once, but happens every day, which is of course maddening.

And these problems seem to be solved in a phased way today.

After the dismissal of the Serre Concession, the nobles were probably in the mood to sit down and discuss how to deal with the vampires and the Night Mask.

"Everything I do is for the stability of Simon. The words came out of Vika's mouth, and secretly, she pinched the wizard's arm so hard that it made Penny's cheeks tremble. ...,

This remark was a great relief to most of the Simon nobles present at the meeting, who praised the magnanimity of Ms. Edmont and Mr. Diesel—especially those whose families were locked up in the Concession.

Of course, there are a few exceptions.

Bishop Khazar was pleased with the solution when he noticed that the two allies next to him had a little wrong expressions, Selien's smile tinged with sarcasm, and Goodall's face with a naked sneer.

"Two friends, the matter is settled. He was a little puzzled, as if the two were not happy with what was happening.

"Yes, Lord Bishop, the matter is settled. Goodall's tone was a little sarcastic: "But Mrs. Edmont and that Mr. Diesel have reaped the richest benefits. ”

"The richest benefit?" was like lightning that touched a suspicion that had long sprung up in the bishop's heart, and he looked at Vika and Penny, who were talking and laughing in the distance, his thick eyebrows tightly tangled, and the hand holding the scepter began to rattle, and his eyes closed briefly, and he didn't know what was being muttered.

It wasn't until a moment later that he opened his eyes, but there was still some confusion in them.

"Bishop, what's wrong with you?"

Contrary to what non-believers might think, the deeper a clergyman's connection to the gods is, the less they need to pray - the methodology they perform is highly similar to that of the gods, and therefore they do not need to constantly ask the gods about the way ahead, so that in Serra's eyes, the sudden prayer of Archbishop Qajar is more curious.

And the bishop's confused expression after praying certainly surprised her even more, what kind of question could make the righteous Lord unable to give a clear answer?

Is it related to this meeting?

Several doubts suddenly appeared in Serra's mind.

Bishop Qajar shook his head, and the vague answer given by Tyr seemed to represent 'free decision', that is, he could choose to deal with the problem at hand in a way that he considered to be in accordance with the creed, and there seemed to be only one option.

The bishop sighed, glanced at the wizard a few times, then at Serra, and shook his head, knowing that this kind of serious problem can only be solved by the person concerned who perceives it himself, and as a bishop with rich experience in life, he knows that it is best to remain silent for now.

Serra was confused, but without an answer, she had no choice but to hide the question in her heart, and now her attention was more focused on the wizard in the distance, her chin propped up, her eyes full of melancholy.

"Mr. Diesel, we should think about what to do with those vampires now. It was an old man with a red face who spoke.

His name is James Salaval, the uncle of Heator Salaval, who hid for a long time after the death of the former Lady of Simon, until recently, when the head of the Salavar family appeared on that list, and he suddenly appeared, expelling the current head of the family with his many years of business connections, and becoming the new owner of Salaval.

For this reason, he is most worried about the return of the vampires, and aside from the factor of hatred, James is even more afraid that the power he has obtained will be lost again, so he is doubly concerned about this issue.

"Deal with vampires? Don't worry, we'll deal with vampires. The wizard nodded, turning his gaze to the smiling Celion at the far end of the table, "We have agreed with Mr. Celion and the Church of Tyre that we will organize a crusade against the Night Mask. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the nobles turned their eyes to the archbishop again, and the warm smile of sermon appeared on the face of the Archbishop of Khazar again, and his nod also reassured everyone.

But the sensitive question was raised: "But who will lead this alliance?"

The scene fell silent.

“...... Isn't Simon City in the manner of a council?".

After a moment, the wizard spoke.

"But who will be the speaker?" another nobleman asked, "we need a speaker, otherwise who will make a decision at the critical time?"

"Ms. Edmont, of course. ”

Davor Selien's interjection silenced everyone.

"Why are you looking at me?" Davor Celion spread his hands in the face of a look of astonishment, "Lady Vika 'saved' those nobles from the Salere Concession, and for doing so, she deserves respect for her own safety and that of Mr. Diesel, and, undoubtedly, in this council, she and Master Diesel have the most resources, and of course, I mean the war, and as we all know, these two are irreconcilable with the vampires, and are ideal spokesmen." ”...,

The word 'save' came out of this man's mouth, and it sounded something different to Penny and Vika, but in this case they could only endure it cheekily, and Penny was secretly shocked by the gangleader's decision.

Obviously, Selion knew that his capital would not be able to fight Diesel - after all, the pirate group and the flame dagger were not things that could be put on the table, and even if they were called mercenaries, they were not worthy of Simon's upper echelons.

Even Goodall, after the coup, failed to achieve absolute power in the family.

So Selian, who knew that his capital was insufficient, chose to retreat.

Because of this, although he was reasonable, many nobles nodded their heads, considering the power and position of the representatives of Vika and Diesel, but some still questioned: "Who are you?"

"He's the mercenary leader I've hired. Goodale said in a deep voice, "His words are my words." ”

So everyone stopped questioning, and Bishop Qajar watched all this silently, no matter what, to be able to eradicate the vampires is also to fulfill the justice ......

The chaos seemed to be coming to an end, and many people began to imagine that their families who had been kidnapped and detained in the Searle Concession had returned home safely - not unscathed, just alive, and that the vampires had been driven into their burrows for hundreds of years under the attack of the League of Nobles......

But their dreams were interrupted by something thrown from afar, a rough gem with rudimentary glittering runes engraved on it, and the moment it touched the floor of the manor, an earth-shattering explosion shook all the nobles who dreamed of sweet dreams to the ground.

The wizard's pupils shrank.

Obviously, there are some things that do not want to be discussed at this meeting...... ，