The adult world is often not like many teenagers imagine that they can have it all without having to make a choice.

On the contrary, most of the time they have no choice at all, choosing between the worst and the less so-worst.

Obviously, for the remaining soldiers whose lives are threatened, the only thing they can do is to accept the conditions offered by the lord and become the minions and accomplices of the evil forces.

When Kirwin returned to the city with tens of thousands of monsters, every resident felt that something was wrong.

Although they couldn't tell what was wrong, and the seemingly terrifying monsters didn't attack any ordinary people, the monsters patrolling the streets and alleys were still inevitably causing panic to spread quickly.

In less than two or three days, hundreds of people fled with their belongings, and the rest closed their doors and windows, and the originally noisy market took on a depressed color.

However, as a lord, Kirwyn did not pay any attention to the intentions of the people in the territory, and instead locked himself in the castle, ignoring what was happening in the outside world.

But no one knew that he had quietly gathered Isolt and the other three to plot to get rid of Melrot, the leader of the Spellcaster's Guild.

"Well, did you take me about this operation?" asked Kirwin, narrowing his eyes, bluntly.

"It's hard to say, you know, Merrot is no ordinary spellcaster, he was already a well-known magician at the age of thirty, and even many old fellows praised him, and if you want to get rid of him, you must first break his connection with magical energy. The easiest way to do this is to poison it. Isolt replied with a sinister expression.

"Poisoned?" Kerwin subconsciously frowned. "You mean, I need to throw a feast and invite a lot of people to come and take the opportunity to put some poison in what he eats?"

Isolt nodded thoughtlessly, "That's right, as far as I know, Melrot has never liked to drink spirits, and usually only drinks mild wines, or vermouths. In addition, he likes women over the age of twenty-eight who have charm. My advice is to find a noble lady who can arouse the desires in his heart, and feed the poisoned wine mouth-to-mouth, so as to minimize vigilance. As for the excuse to hold a banquet, why don't you just use the harvest from the magic tower as bait?"

"Are you stupid? How embarrassed we were when we came back, almost everyone in the city saw it. No one would believe what I had gained from the Magic Tower. Kirwin retorted angrily.

It's not that he doesn't want to pretend to be forced, but he really can't pretend.

You know, when he returned a few days ago with this group of defeated soldiers, almost everyone was a little depressed, as spiritless as the walking dead, and the armor and weapons on their bodies were also tattered and stained with blood.

If it weren't for the tens of thousands of monster armies around him obeying orders 100%, it is estimated that the guards guarding the city gate would probably refuse to let their lords into the city.

In fact, there has been a lot of gossip circulating in recent times, and more than half of them are speculating about what happened to the expeditionary force and why only so many people came back alive.

There are even family members of the victims who desperately inquire whether their relatives and friends are dead or alive.

But unfortunately, all the parties who experienced the tragic massacre chose to remain silent without exception, and did not dare to disclose even the slightest bit of information.

Because they knew that if they dared to reveal even the slightest truth, they would be discovered by the monsters roaming the city, and then dragged into the uninhabited alleys and torn to pieces.

"No, no, no, my dear lord. It doesn't matter if others believe it or not, what matters is whether Merrot wants to believe it or not. Don't forget, this is a guy who is extremely obsessed with magical knowledge and power, and as long as he can come up with some clues and evidence, he will definitely not miss it. The middle-aged man with the mustache hinted meaningfully.

"But I have no evidence!

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't, it's enough for us to have. ”

"Oh, I see, you've also received generous gifts from the tower master. ”

"Yes, it's not much, but it's enough to deal with Merrot. ”

"Well, then I'll go and prepare the feast and the poison, and invite Merrot to hand it over to you. ”

......

While these betrayers were discussing how to murder a powerful spellcaster, Zhang Cheng, who was far away in the deep forest, had already hollowed out thousands of meters underground and built a huge labyrinth, which was densely populated with monsters created using the power of the rules.

Looking at the eyes that radiated a strange glow in the dark, he couldn't help but smile and sigh: "It's really not easy! Controlling the energy cap while making sure that each individual is injected with rules was a challenge even for me. But it's worth it in order to test without being noticed. ”

The words just fell!

Allens suddenly cast a teleportation magic and appeared in place, touching his chest with one hand and bowing slightly: "Master, the things you ordered me to prepare last time have been completed, can you send them to Lord Kirwyn now?"

"Oh, so fast!" Zhang Cheng was taken aback, and turned to look at this young man who exuded a cold and tyrannical aura from the inside out.

The latter smiled and took the initiative to explain: "This is all thanks to your generous gifts! The knowledge recorded in the library is so rich that no matter what kind of problems and troubles you encounter, as long as you look up the corresponding books, you can find a solution immediately." In addition, when making this object, I also discovered an interesting phenomenon, which is the transformation between opposing energies. The so-called justice and evil are not as incompatible as people imagine, but can be interchangeable under certain conditions. ”

"You didn't disappoint me, and you realized the nature of magical energy so quickly. Zhang Cheng quickly hid his true emotions, raised his hand and gently patted the other party's shoulder.

No doubt!

Ayrens' talent for magic was far better than he had imagined.

To be exact, it belongs to the kind of genius that is unique in ten thousand.

It's just that this kind of genius is not like ordinary magical talents, which can be quickly manifested with a little learning, but requires a long period of precipitation, and finally emits a brilliant light like a jewel.

"Thank you for the compliment! I swear I will continue to work hard and never let you down. ”

The young man did not realize the meaning of his unintentional talent, and still maintained his reverence for his master.