"Against?" Listening to Mu Koni's words, Somen's eyes narrowed, and he didn't have much fear, "What did I do that was meaningful to the organization, what did he do against me? Is it just to maintain his so-called authority?"

Hmph, everyone is working under the same framework, the division of labor is different, he wears a silver ring, I carry an iron ring, does it mean that his status is much higher than mine? Hmph, it's all given from above!

After this is over, I will explain it to him, and if he understands, it will be fine. If he doesn't listen, he has to target me, and that's okay. This East Coast is not something he can cover with one silver ring. This time, for the sake of the big plan, so many people and resources were used, and there were gold rings and even color rings to keep an eye on, and when the time came, I would poke it to see who was uncomfortable. ”

"Uh......" Mu Keni looked at Somen, and was speechless for a while, before she said, "Okay...... Well......"

"Alright, that's it. Somen stood up, looked at Muconi and asked, "When the books arrive, I'll take it personally, do you want to participate then?"

"What is this...... Mu Koni hesitated, "If I participate, I may really be targeted by the Silver Ring, I don't have as much courage as you, after all, you are the dragon slayer Somen." But the words ...... Having said that, this thing should be more fun, and since that's the case, then ...... Well, count me in. ”

"That's good. "Now prepare to complete the rest of the small tasks and clear the various targets—free up time so that you can move when the time comes." ”

"Uh, line ......"

"Let's go, let's start with Target Eight. Somen Dao walked out, and Mu Koni quickly followed.

It's already dark outside.

......

Night.

The familiar night, the familiar secret room, the familiar long table, and the high-backed leather chairs around the familiar long table.

Nothing had changed, the scholar Thorates was still sitting at one end of the long table, his students were willing to stand beside him, and the rest were sitting in high-backed leather chairs on either side, not daring to breathe.

"Knock knock!" said Suradies, a scholar who knocked on the table, "Can anyone tell me how things are going?"

“......”

Silence, long silence.

After a long while, a middle-aged man stood up and said, "Return...... Back to the master's words, we have already investigated the matter of the investigation. You said earlier that the people who killed Vic, and the people who used our council emblem and tried to expose the council, were the same gang, and we have been sure. ”

"Hmm...... That's all?"

"Well, that's all ......"

"Nothing else?"

"No ......" The middle-aged man looked at the scholar Surates, and found that Surates was looking at him directly, and said with some panic in his heart, "Master, I ......"

Surrates didn't speak, waved his hand, and motioned for the middle-aged man to sit down.

As soon as the middle-aged man's heart was relieved, he hurriedly sat down, but before his butt could stick to the chair, Suradis slapped the table and shouted, "Stand up for me!"

"Brush!"

The middle-aged man who was about to sit down stood up like a spring as if there were nails on his chair.

Soulates lost his temper and shouted, "You still have your face sitting?"

"I ......"

"You all have faces sitting?" Surrates swept toward everyone who was seated.

Suddenly, everyone stood up, their heads bowed as if they had been cut off.

Suradis slowly stood up, looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The matter about the investigation, the conjecture about the investigation, I came up a month ago. And you, it took a month to just verify my hypothesis? If that's the case, what's the use of you?!

You're a bunch of wizards, a bunch of wizards who are much more powerful than ordinary people! And you gave me such a ridiculous result in a month? I think you're not as good as an ordinary person, not as good as the kid I once met!

At least the boy knew the palindrome number, knew what the Lycrel number verified, and helped me solve the problem that Athod had given me, all in a matter of minutes. Are you okay?!

Seriously, ——, you disappointed me, and I doubt your efficiency. I know I'm old, and I can't do things myself, so I can only complain here. If you're lazy in private, I can't do anything.

I would like to know if it is possible to restore the glory of our organization, and whether you still have it in your hearts? Perhaps, the parliament should be dissolved from now on, so that it is good for everyone!"

Thoradis was serious, not at all joking.

Everyone was startled when they heard this, and knelt down directly and knelt on the ground.

"Big ...... Master, we don't dare to do this, you ...... Don't get excited. ”

"Big ...... Master, we were wrong, you should think about it again. ”

"Big ...... Master, we really want to regain our glory, but this thing ......"

Suradis raised his hand, told everyone to shut up, coughed lightly, and said: "I don't want to say anything more, if you really still have the council in your heart, and you want to regain glory, then prove it with deeds." ”

"Three days!" Suradis held up three fingers, "Three days, this is the time I give you! Three days, give me the man who killed Vic - I don't want to kill them, but at least find out who they are." If you can't even do that...... Oh, feel free to do so. I'm old, so old, it's time to think about retirement. ”

After speaking, Thoradia did not give anyone a chance to speak, and walked out.

It took a long time for the people in the secret room to raise their heads and look at each other, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

......

Late at night.

In White Rock Castle.

A courtyard is burning with flames more than ten meters high.

"Brush!"

A figure descended from the sky.

"Whew!"

A fist-sized ice bomb shot out into the flames, bursting open, a large amount of cold air erupted, the temperature dropped sharply, and the flames were quickly extinguished.

"Da Da Da ......"

Macbeth, dressed in white, stepped on the ground covered with broken ice and walked into the half-ruined courtyard, looking around and frowning. After turning around and making sure that there was no one alive, he stepped out.

A short wizard was waiting for him outside the courtyard - Armstrong.

"Same as before?" Armstrong asked, looking at Macbeth.

Macbeth nodded.

"Whew. Armstrong let out a sigh of relief, his expression solemn.

Macbeth looked at the air in front of him and said slowly: "In the past month, similar things have happened not once or twice, not three or four times, but more than a dozen times.

I've mentioned it several times, but it's always perfunctory. It can be seen that they feel that the East Coast Joint Exchange Conference is the biggest thing at present. Therefore, as long as these accidents do not affect the exchange meeting, they can be postponed.

I...... Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong with what they're doing. But what I've been worried about is that behind this incident, it's really not as simple as it seems, and the previous plague incident is a reminder. And since there was a first plague event, why didn't there be a second plague event? Now we are just blindly defending, just constantly strengthening our vigilance, and we may suffer a big loss when the time comes. ”

Armstrong nodded in agreement, then sighed, "But even then, we can't help it." After all, we have to listen to orders, and if the people above don't ask for it, we can't act casually. At most...... Next time, be vigilant, act fast, and try to get there before it's over and figure out who's behind it. ”

"It's fine. Macbeth nodded, turned his head to look into the distance, and saw a thick darkness, like a flood flooding the embankment, surging in waves.

The night was deeper, and in the deep night, it seemed that some monster had been released, and there was a creepy sound.

Macbeth frowned, but did nothing, and Stride and Armstrong left where they were.

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