Royal Academy of Drama.

Chris waits anxiously, he visits Margaret and brings Gail with him, and Chris is not sure if Margaret can solve the crisis in Riverdale at hand.

If not......

Click.

The door opened, and a tall, cold-faced woman walked in.

"Go to the Voodoo Society."

The woman shook her head, "This thing isn't what we're good at. ”

Chris stood up, "What did Ms. Margaret say?" ”

"The rules of energy contained in it are very complicated, and even the teacher can't tell the specific operation mode, and some of them are ......"

"Maybe it's not part of our system."

Chris suddenly understood something.

"You mean...... It could come from the Cursed Lands?"

"Just suspicion."

"The guy you brought with is in a very strange state, he's a living man and a dead man at the same time, and all we see is a body affected by special energy."

"His body isn't here."

"The teacher even suspects that things won't end in Riverdale if he doesn't eliminate his essence."

"Go to the Voodoo Society and ask, on that body, the teacher sees a little trace of voodoo."

"Could this have something to do with the Voodoo Society?"

Chris seemed to understand something.

"That's the judgment you need to make."

"If there's really no way to ......"

"Just get rid of everyone."

Chris's face froze, and judging from the latest data, the scope of influence has expanded to nearly 100 people.

Suddenly 100 people disappeared, and the impact was too great.

"Thank you Ms. Margaret for your help, and I will tell the President the truth."

"Walk slowly."

The tall woman said indifferently.

Watching Chris leave, the woman turned and returned to Margaret's room.

"Teacher, he's gone."

"Did you go to the Voodoo Society?"

Margaret looked at Gail lying in the middle of the circle and asked softly.

"Yes."

"Do we need to do some preparation in advance?"

"There's a good chance this thing will spread to Bordeaux, and then ......"

"No, you don't."

Margaret waved her hand.

"Sending someone to send him to the Hunters' Guild will be an accident in a moment, he shouldn't have been discovered by others."

Margaret pointed to Gail.

"Seeing this person, the Hunters' Guild should understand something."

"You're saying it's really the Voodoo Society behind all this?"

There was a hint of surprise on the woman's face.

"Once this kind of thing gets out, the entire Voodoo Association will be affected."

Margaret smiled.

"Because our glamorous Voodoo queen can't wait."

"For witches, the full moon is a dangerous level, if it is not turned full in a very short period of time, and blooms with a ray of morning light."

Margaret glanced back at the student beside her.

"There is a surplus and a deficit in the month."

"Then what awaits her is complete decline."

The female students next to her widened her eyes slightly, this was the first time she had heard this statement.

"Has the Voodoo Queen reached a critical stage where she had to be promoted?"

Margaret nodded.

"She had reached it many years ago, and now she should be unable to suppress it."

"Huh."

"Who knows what kind of face is hidden under her beauty, which has been peeped at by countless transcendent beings?"

"She has done a lot to stay at the top."

"In the final analysis, her qualifications can only be regarded as ordinary among her contemporaries, and it is almost the limit to be able to get to where she is today."

"There are obvious traces of black witchcraft in this, and they are somewhat familiar, just like the number of ways Mansu used to be."

"Hmph, a pretentious woman."

"If she had taken this step earlier, she would not have ended up where she is today."

"Black magic?"

"Isn't that a spell that is explicitly forbidden to practice?"

Margaret looked at her students.

"Rules are used to restrict the weak."

"For the truly powerful, there is no good or evil in power."

Margaret walked to the window and looked through the carved glass across the school district to the bustling streets outside.

"Something interesting is going to happen."

"Kassandra, what choice will you make at this critical juncture?"

…………

Near Kassandra's manor, a car slowly stopped at the door, obviously the location of the entire manor is not very remote, but for some reason there are few people near the entire street.

Subconsciously, ordinary people who are close to here will automatically leave.

The door opened, and it wasn't Chris who came out, but Blake.

Although his position in the guild is not high, as the only disciple of the president, he is equivalent to the president's agent to the outside.

Blake walked to the door, a figure blocking his way.

"Blake?"

Ashley, another of Kassandra's disciples, frowned.

"What are you going to do?"

"On behalf of the teacher, I have come to seek Ms. Kassandra's help."

"The teacher is not in Bordeaux, please go back."

Blake didn't move, just quietly looked at Ashley in front of him.

"Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?" The expression on Ashley's face changed.

"I understand Ms. Kassandra's thoughts, but I can tell her for sure that it can't be."

"That place can no longer accommodate the full moon-level combat power, so we can't agree to her request."

"I hope you can tell Lady Kassandra that the Hunters' Guild wants her to change her terms."

Ashley chuckled.

"Blake, I don't know what you're talking about, I said the teacher isn't there, go back."

Ashley replied formulaically.

The anger on Blake's face flickered.

"With such confidence, are you sure that you can solve the crisis in Riverdale?"

"Riverdale? Blake, I really don't know what you're talking about?"

"What happened in Riverdale, does it have anything to do with us?"

Blake's eyes began to turn dangerous, "You guys are playing with fire. ”

"It seems that you really have something to ask the teacher for help, if you don't mind, I can accompany you to have a look first, and then tell her when the teacher comes back."

"Besides, it's not entirely impossible to say what you're talking about."

"Since that place can't accommodate another full moon-level combat power, let the people inside leave......"

"Isn't that a great joy for all?"

Blake understood the meaning of Ashley's words, and his eyes flickered, and he always felt that Ashley meant something.

"For such a trivial matter, Mr. President should not want to alarm the Federation of Trade Unions."

"By then......"

Ashley smiled.

"Some people's secrets can't be hidden."

Blake's pupils shrank suddenly!

"After all, not everyone is as good a talker as Mr. Sean."

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