There seemed to be someone waiting outside the door. Even though he neither knocked on the door nor made footsteps, the two guards were equally indifferent, but Silvanus had always been more inclined to believe his intuition.

He also guessed who the visitor was. "Caanpon. My First Minister." Only Kaanpon would leave the guard unresponsive, and he had the spell he handed over to himself, so that he could unblock. "Your moment of glory will come soon, but it is a little late like the justice we seek. Don't worry. My promise is more valuable than all the contracts of the nobles of the San Carlos combined."

The door opened, and the person came was indeed Kaanpon. His face was as pale as paper. Silvanus realized that the situation had changed. "He is dead." Kaanpon said. His body was trembling. "I didn't even see the enemy. The warriors obeyed his orders... Lord Chief, your spell..."

Black witchcraft is extremely expensive, but it is not difficult to master. And every magic warrior who is mysteriously manipulated, the leader is aware of their situation. These things are actually alive, but the brain that controls the body is destroyed by magic so that the caster's instructions can be run. Based on this characteristic, he can create a substitute with a shared consciousness of Kaanpon - a disguise is even more difficult - to sprinkle bait in the outer city. Although the bait is a one-time, Silvanus has not yet decided whether to abandon it.

"My witchcraft is not abnormal." Silvanus told him, "but only works for the living dead. Now they are either alive or completely dead. Anyway, you have the intelligence that the magic warrior has no effect on him, and San Carlos will remember your achievements."

"The enemy is a mysterious creature." His first minister was frightened. "Sir, I think I need strength to escort your cause."

Silvanus didn't mind lighting the fire for him, but now it doesn't work. Kaanpon's existence is more important than he thought. If he became a mysterious creature, Silvanus would have no reason to choose a second mortal as bait. Besides, he didn't like to let the mysterious man control his witchcraft spells.

"I have some business to deal with, Kaanpon." There is no second unlucky team of demon hunters who are captives to interrupt the conversation, but Silvanus has absolute control over each army under his command. Soon someone knocks on the door. "Your intelligence will deviate from the situation, but now the fighting companions need you to go back to the safe house. If you are not satisfied with the two girls, the warehouse and other sweethearts of other races are starving and frozen, waiting for your rescue."

"But……"

"There is something I think you should be clear about, the First Minister: I will never say the orders again."

Kaan Pang left with fear, and new troubles came immediately. "Tubes." The leader's tone was not very patient, "What new ideas have you had to consume one of our few mysterious creature warriors?"

The man was nearly six feet tall, and the shiny purple velvet shirt was inlaid with six crystal buttons of different colors, which became the source of light reflected by all the mirrors in the basement. He hung a beautiful noble sword around his waist, and the semi-circular brass handguard was really beautiful, but the dress and trousers on the substrate were very incompatible, and the shoes were covered with mud.

"Our consumption is within the expected bottom line. Master, how can there be no one who can die in war?" Tobis said disapprovingly. He played with the buttons with his hands, revealing the huge gems on his ring.

"You'd better not let others see this style," he warned.

"You don't have to worry. It's my ability to live without a trace, sir."

That's right. Tobis was originally a well-known thief on the list, and was chased by patrols and cross knights without a way to go. But since he has lived intact, it is enough to prove his worth. Silvanus handed over the wandering assassin, Nightingale and Mercenary Group's adventurers specializing in this way to Tobis. Since the last assassination failed, this guy has not yet given him any worse results.

But he would not forget that there is only one task he assigned to Tobis. I should have let this garbage go to the logistics team long ago. "You are here to report the infiltration combat situation, I don't want to listen to you talking nonsense."

Tobis shrugged, and the tassels on his chest shaking. "The messenger of the tower is not in the city, and several explosions were indeed caused by him. Obviously, the white envoy targeted our military supplies. As for his source, I have no right to identify it."

"You say Rasputin?" He is the general manager in charge of this and comes from a large mercenary group in San Carlos. Such people are often not easy to gain the trust of others, and Silvanus is no exception to "others".

"Is there anyone else?"

"I will ask him to give up his thoughts. Besides, maybe it's not him."

"Who do you doubt? Me? Or those demons?" Tobas asked back, "Just, your spy manager can't even deal with a fat pig quartet officer who is full of his pocket, let alone the star of hope that will control the situation."

His sarcastic spirit made Silvanus very uncomfortable. "Do your business and avoid provoking Rasputin and the unknown." He warned, "I just need to keep an eye on them. As a thief, your professional skills are definitely more than torture and torture confessions with whips and iron thorns."

"But this is the easiest." Tobas took the order and left.

Finally seeing the dazzling hedgehog rolling out of his sight, the leader couldn't help but feel relaxed. When Tobis did not wear a coat into the basement, no one would be happy to approach him. It was Tobis' idea to attract attention to the mortal spell at first. Now he seemed to want more, but Silvanus didn't want to compromise under light pollution.

What's more, only he knew what the demon meant to the rebel army. If he abandoned this sharp blade because of fear, he would be destined to have no way out for the great cause of rebuilding San Carlos.

He walked down the platform and faced the huge dressing mirror at the end. "He's here." Silvanus said to himself.

"It's already late." He muttered to himself in the mirror, but was listening in reality. "I thought your little gang would be wiped out last night."

"Last night we caught the demon hunter and immediately executed him publicly after forcing him to confess. Maybe Bai Zhizhi wanted to save his colleague, but we started quickly."

"He may have other intentions."

"This is exactly why I contact you, ma'am. As agreed, my safety is your responsibility, and the victory of the war will be achieved by your companions. I have begun to clear the demon hunters in the outer city, and it is time for you to show your sincerity."

"Mr. Silvanus, I hope you understand that you are disturbing a lady's most cherished sweet time in her life."

"The years on the battlefield are just as memorable." The leader's intention was to point out.

"Hmph, yes, joy and fear are always inseparable." The person in the mirror replied, "I will keep my promise, but there is one thing you must remember: I can only help you limit the White Envoy, and it is impossible to win him head-on unless you find a helper in the tower... This period is your only chance to seize San Carlos, and your life is in your own hands."

"I know very well."

The "lady" in the mirror tilted her head. "To be honest, I still can't be sure he will be coerced by you for the sake of the overall situation."

"I know the rules of the noble game in the mysterious realm better than you." He replied, "Easman is on land, but San Carlos is in the air. Chloe can only choose to accept the facts, otherwise the entire San Carlos will turn to the demon side and will ruin the Tower of the Sky and become a laughing stock in the mysterious realm."

"You think very well, but the plan will inevitably be unexpected. Listen, Silvanus, if you fail to achieve the final victory, I will take away some of your memory of me. In fact, I have no interest in becoming a wanted criminal in the tower."

Neither of me. He was not surprised that the other party would make such a request. "Then the contract is established. You can come here, ma'am. When the demon hunters outside the red wall are killed or expelled, I will close the net immediately." It seems that his poor first minister, Kaanpon, may not have been able to wait for the day when the fire is ignited. But it doesn't matter, both Tobis and Rasputin are more suitable to be the first minister than a stupid mortal.

The mirror is rippling.

The airflow inside circled, and it seemed that a strong wind was approaching. The reflection contour contracted and twisted, and re-formed a fuzzy goose yellow dress skirt, filled with dense lace and layers of silk. When the arm of the cuffs poked out of the mirror, Silvanus saw the shiny gold collar on the snow-white collarbone, and the tiny chains penetrated the *** bound by the low-cut ring belt. He looked away before his neck crossed the mirror.

The lady was wearing a fiery red feather mask and was graceful when she walked. As she approached Silvanus, he felt the mysterious squeeze gradually thin, as if she had entered the tranquil eye of the storm.

Compared to the great people he had seen, the lady in front of him had a deeper impression. This was due to the attraction of his profession. Silvanus could feel that the woman who came out of the mirror was a real wizard in the empty realm. He had already had speculations, so he was not surprised. When the person in the mirror took the initiative to ask for cooperation, Silvanus happily agreed. Even though his own mystery was still different from the empty realm, their purpose was not in conflict, and both of them took the needs.

What's more, Silvanus knew that an empty realm wizard was not suitable for ruling San Carlos. After all, it belongs to Chloe, and the empty realm should be treated with caution. "Madam, are you lucky to know your name?" But no matter what, Silvanus is asking for help at this moment, and lowered his posture in his expectations.

"My name is Lameta," she said, "I hope you haven't heard of it."

The name does not look like the real name, and he has never heard of it. But again, what Silvanus saw at the wedding was not her true face. Hiding her head and tail would not give people a good impression, but it was safe enough. "My warriors are decreasing, Lord Lameta." This was what happened when communicating with Tobas. He was not anxious because he was prepared.

"Yes, he's coming to your nest. I'm so sorry he didn't use the stairs, otherwise he wouldn't have to work hard anymore." Under Rameta's fiery red mask, her snow-white lips smiled.
Chapter completed!