From a courier to an agent to her current position, Dejestra has seen many ups and downs, and has seen so many strange things.

But what happened to him in the past few days still made him feel unbelievable.

Beyond that there is the deepest fear.

He didn't dare to tell anyone because he was afraid that he would never wake up the next time he closed his eyes.

Or hear bad news.

Since that man has a way to confuse the king in his own name, does that mean that he can also provoke the king in his own name?

Then the position of power and the life will be far away from him.

Finally, after a week of torture, Dijestra could no longer endure the torment, and he left his secret base to visit Roger.

He's had enough.

Even if someone kills you outright, it's better than that.

"What happened? Dear Dijstra? ”

"Your condition looks terrible."

Dandrien said with a smile.

"I know that when those goblins entangle you, it's always hard for you to refuse, but you also have to pay attention to your body, look at you now, it's pitiful to be thin."

"Are you here for me?"

"No, is Roger there?"

Dijestra didn't have the arrogance of the last time, and his attitude was extraordinarily humble.

"He's rehearsing a new story, this time it's about the sorceress, it's a limited performance, will you be there?"

"Please tell me where he is, I have something important to see him."

"Go ahead, and that's the room."

Before Dandrion could finish speaking, Dijstra hurried away.

From afar, he heard Roger's voice, "This can't be done, can your Transfiguration only change these few forms?" ”

"It's too bad to get the stage effect that it does."

Transfiguration?

Suddenly, a name popped into my head.

Philippa Earhardt.

She was a prominent member of the Warlocks' Council, a powerful sorceress who was said to have lived for more than three hundred years and had been a partner of Dejestra.

Not long ago, she entrusted the other party to ...... Investigate Roger.

Then, Dijstra saw a scene that stunned him.

The beautiful figure of the famous sorceress was exposed to the air, although the other party's body was thrilling, but at this time Dijstra was in no mood to admire.

Because across from her, Roger sat in a chair in a black gown, holding a wooden stick the thickness of a little finger in his hand.

Under his command, the sorceress changed form as he commanded.

It was a beautiful scene, but in De Gester's eyes, he just wanted to escape.

Obviously, Roger didn't limit Felippa's magical powers, but that's where the horror lies.

In the face of this man, the magic power of the older sorceress seemed to be completely useless, and she became an ordinary weak woman.

Seeing Dijestra's appearance, Felipa's eyes instantly revealed a terrifying hatred.

"Focus."

Roger shook the stick in his hand, and the lines on Felipa's face immediately softened, as if a conditioned reflex had been formed.

"You asked her to investigate me?" Roger spoke.

"I don't reject visits from strangers, but her methods are too drastic, so I can only make her accept a little punishment."

"You said if you let her go now......"

"She'll cast a spell to kill you...... Or tormenting you? Roger asked with a smile.

It is clear that Felipa has lost the courage to stand up to Roger.

"You could have come sooner so she could have suffered less."

Hearing this, the hatred in Felipa's eyes deepened.

Roger clapped his hands, and Felipa's eyes glazed over, and she collapsed to the ground.

"I hate trouble, and killing you would have been the easiest way to do it, but I'm afraid your successor will pounce on you like a fly."

"So ......"

"Whatever you're going to do, stay away from me."

The oppressive force swooped down on him, and Dijstra held back to keep himself from falling to his knees.

"I understand, I understand." He sweated like rain.

"Go and do something for me."

"Please command."

"The guy who attacked Dandrion escaped, I want you to find him and cut off his head."

"His name is Rainnes, and he's supposed to be from Nilfgaard."

"You don't mind letting me know what you know, do you?"

"Of course not, what's mine is yours."

Dijestra was respectful.

"But what should I do, a secret communication channel or a messenger." He posed as if Roger was considering.

"Don't bother, I'll look for you if you have a problem, like writing it on the papyrus paper next to your bed......" Roger said with a smile.

"And you just have to answer truthfully."

"Alright, you can go."

Dejestra slowly retreated as if she had been pardoned, and when she reached the door, she heard Roger's voice again.

"Close the door."

Thinking of Felipba's thrilling curves, Dejestra seemed to foreshadow what was to come.

But Roger was not as boring as he thought, tampered with his memories, and casually sent Felipa away.

To be honest, that cow-like body Roger really can't appreciate.

Not long after Dijestra left, Dandrion sneaked up and even slammed open the door in a panicked manner.

But his bad taste didn't succeed, and he was the only one in Roger's room.

"Where's the sorceress?"

"I'll let her go."

"What, aren't you worried about her revenge?"

Roger smiled and didn't answer, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"Do you want to go back?"

"No, the snow is about to melt there, and they should be ready to go."

"In that case...... Come with me on a trip to the cow castle......"

"Can't you just stay in one place and not go anywhere? Or have you been offended by the ladies of this city? Roger interrupted Dandrien.

"This time it's serious, I'm an excellent graduate there, and Bullburgh College plans to hire me as a visiting professor."

"I feel sorry for the female students there." Roger complained, "Go yourself, I still have something to do." ”

"But what if someone attacks me?"

"You can choose not to go or bring a bodyguard."

"Or die on the road."

Roger said unceremoniously that he can't be given any chance against a guy like Dandrien.

"Don't do that, you don't want Little Eyes to hear anything about the sorceress, do you?"

Dandrion puffed out his chest.

Hearing his words, Roger smiled and didn't speak, but Dandry felt a chill crawl up his back, he smiled awkwardly, and ran away without looking back.

"If I die on the road, Little Eyes will hate you for the rest of my life, I'm her best friend!"

With money in hand, Roger hired the best guards for the opera troupe, and made corresponding arrangements around Little Eyes.

But Dandrion is really not a worry-free guy, so Roger plans to go out and pick a few suitable guards.

Well......

For example, high-level vampires...... Or something like that.

The situation is still calm now, and he also needs to wait a little to let things ferment.

Stealing incense