With a hint of vigilance in his eyes, Joseph glanced at Richard and Pobopol Vicch, who continued the conversation, and reached out to pull out a crystal ball from his bosom.

Injecting mana into the crystal ball, the crystal ball "buzzed", flashed several rays of light, and then dimmed.

Looking at the dim crystal ball, Joseph pondered for a moment, as if he had received some key information, and looked back at Richard and Pobobo Vicich.

Richard was looking over at him and asked, "Are you contacting the organization?"

"Yes. Joseph nodded, not denying, "I just contacted the organization and wanted to ask about the situation. ”

"What does the organization say?" asked Richard.

"Could it be, there really are two fourth-level wizards fighting?" asked Pobobo Vic, wondering if it was sincere, suggested, "Maybe we can get closer and see the battle." ”

"It's better not to be like that. Joseph stopped and said, "The information coming back from the organization is that it seems that some accidents happened because the members of the organization intercepted an important target, and eventually there was a conflict. The scene is more dangerous, and there is already a high-level full authority to deal with it, so we can't intervene, just go back to Deland. ”

"So, can't you go and see it?" Pobobo Vic asked, his expression a little disappointed.

"I'm afraid I can't, it's for safety reasons. Joseph said seriously.

"Oh well. Pobovich shrugged and accepted, "Let's go back to Deland then, just in time for a rest, isn't it Richard?"

Richard slowly withdrew his gaze to the northwest sky, combined with what Joseph said, at this time he had a guess about the situation at the scene: perhaps, it was the black-faced old man Oscar who had the accident. I remember that the other party mentioned that he would not stay in Delando and would leave soon. If you count the time, it's just right.

However, he didn't show it, and just responded to Pobobo Vic: "I agree with you, it's okay to return to Deland early." ”

"Let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

Soon, the three of them boarded the waiting carriage and headed in the direction of Teresa.

......

Northwest.

The ground was scorched, the ravines were vertical and horizontal, and the grass and trees in the field of vision were in flames, turning into charcoal little by little in the flames.

A middle-aged man in a gorgeous gold robe was standing on the ground, wearing a golden ring on his hand, squinting into the distance, not knowing what to think, a little distracted.

"Brush, brush!"

Several windbreakers sounded, and several members of the Truth Society hurried over, and when they saw the appearance of the golden-robed man, they asked loudly, "Director Rommel, what's wrong, are you okay?"

The golden-robed man Rommel came back to his senses, glanced at the members of the Truth Society who had arrived, shook his head and said with some self-deprecation: "I'm fine, I'm just a little angry." ”

"Angry?" the members of the Truth Society looked at each other, confused.

Rommel explained: "Earlier, I received news from the Canon steward from Deland that there were people from the Soma Alliance, who might have passed through here, but I don't believe it yet. Because I don't think anyone would be so bold, and now it seems that there are really people who are not afraid of death. Heh, a fourth-level wizard, do you really think you're invincible, but you're still hit hard by me? If you hadn't run fast, you'd have stayed here forever. ”

After listening to Rommel's words, the members of the Truth Society asked tentatively, "Director, what do we do next?"

"It's simple, contact the rest of the organization, search for the target's tracks, and lock on to the target's location. Rommel said with a solemn expression, "Once confirmed, tell him immediately, I will let the other party come and go, let him know that 'Pompey' is not something that can be peeped at random!"

"Yes. ”

"Go for it. Rommel waved his hand.

The members of the Society of Truth dispersed quickly.

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's nighttime.

The Southern Free Federation, in a wilderness near the border.

Two figures appeared, one was the black-faced old man Oscar, and the other was the old man's fourth-level wizard guard Zong Hu.

Zonghu is a very strange name, in a sense, even stranger than the made-up name of Pobobo Vic. Only a few people know that this strange name actually represents an ancient, nearly severed family lineage, and a mysterious inheritance.

It is precisely because of this that the person with this name can become one of the rare fourth-level wizards on the continent.

But at this time, the person with this name is not in a very good state.

During the walk, the movement was stiff, and from time to time he touched the right side of his chest, where there was a fist-sized wound that was constantly oozing blood. This is a spell with a strong erosive energy that is difficult to heal unless specifically treated, and can only be forced.

And now, there is no chance to stop the treatment at all, and the guard Zonghu can only frown and move forward.

After walking for a while, Zong Hu stopped, took a breath, looked around vigilantly, and then looked at the black-faced old man Oscar who was following him.

Oscar, an old man, although not injured, but his physical strength is worse than that of the injured guard Zonghu, and he is exhausted until now, but he has no complaints.

Seeing the guards stop, the old man Oscar asked aloud, "What's wrong, Zonghu?"

"My lord, there are no enemies nearby, we can rest for a while. Guarding Zong Hu Dao, calmly analyzing, "Some time ago, we successfully dodged three groups of enemies, killed five groups of enemies, and changed direction four times, which should have disturbed the judgment of the other party and successfully approached the border.

Next, we rested for a while and rushed across the border in one go, crossed the Chaos Mountains, and entered the Soma Alliance. Then go to the southern capital 'Char', and you will be safe. No matter how crazy their people are, they can't chase Char to them. Otherwise, we will give them back a thousand times what they have done to us. ”

"Okay. The old man Oscar nodded, agreed with the guard's words, and then looked at the guard and said with some guilt, "Zonghu, this time it's actually my fault." If it weren't for my intent on seeing the so-called Pompey, I wouldn't be in the bad situation I am in now. ”

"Adults don't have to blame themselves. Guarding Zong Hu said in a condensed voice, "I'm also at fault. I underestimated the strength of the other party, but I didn't expect the other party to have a master who is not weaker than me. Otherwise, I would never have agreed to your proposal. Fortunately, we are almost safe for now, and we have successfully learned about Pompey, and this operation is actually a success. ”

"Well, I'm glad you can see it that way. Old man Oscar said. Then he thought of something, put his hand in his bosom and took out a flat wooden box.

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