"Bah, Blah, Elfie, you're so bad you didn't even give me a shout!" Zambit cursed as he covered his eyes, which were also swollen like rotten peaches from the bright light.

"You shut up, you're pressed for time, and I don't have time to explain to you. After Alfie reprimanded Zambit, he turned to Krees solemnly: "Your Excellency Kris, I think you also understand that our method will not be delayed for long, so tell your purpose." ”

"I'm sorry, but the fewer people know about it, the better, so ......" Krees waved his hand, and Barnett and Zambit fell silently.

When he waved his hand at Rebecca, Alfie stopped him, "Those two get in the way don't matter, but Miss Rebecca is a smart person, and it's better to have her involved in this kind of plan." ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. To be honest, I really didn't expect you to notice my message, let alone your cooperation. Kreese exclaimed heartily.

When he manipulated the magic mop to wipe away the wine stains that Zambit had spit on the ground, the mop drew several words on the ground: "Light", "Vision", and "Concealment Elixir".

Kreese knew better than anyone who was watching them, and it made him extra cautious, knowing that the slightest flaw awaited him would end up in disgrace.

Originally, Krees didn't have much hope, and if no one noticed this time, he would find other ways to get the attention of Alfie and the others.

Luckily, Alfie was extraordinarily keen, and discovered the mystery almost as soon as the magic mop began to mop the floor irregularly. Next, it was logical to cooperate with Krees for an almost seamless performance.

Tenelle saw it right in the crystal ball, and poured the pale blue liquid in front of Zambit onto the candle in the crystal lamp as Alfie created a bright light with the illumination ball she had obtained from Ingeniel's lab.

Just as Alfie had guessed, the pale blue liquid did not extinguish the candle flame in the crystal lamp, but instead vaporized into an almost imperceptible blue mist under the heat of the candle flame, enveloping them completely.

Alfie was right, it was a precious hidden potion, not a fine wine made from ice crystals at all. Chris dared to pour such a precious concealment potion on the reckless Zambit, not only as another unmistakable hint, but also as a forced gamble.

Under all kinds of surveillance, he has no other better chance, especially after Alfie has found out about the code words he left behind and has begun to cooperate with the performance.

The combination of the Concealment Elixir and the change in the candlelight that Krees had painstakingly studied for many years allowed him to temporarily create a small illusion to confuse his watchers, giving him a brief opportunity to communicate with Alfie and the others in the mist turned by the Concealment Elixir.

......

"It's not right, why don't these people say a word and just drink?" Tenelle, a master of illusions, quickly sensed that something was wrong, and just as she was wondering, the image in the crystal ball changed:

Alfie, who was sipping a fine wine, suddenly changed her face and threw the wine glass in her hand at Krees, and at the same time scolded: "Shet! I already knew that you ghost didn't have a good heart, and you dared to poison the wine!"

After Alfie finished speaking, her body shook and fell to the ground, while Rebecca, Barnett, and Zambit had already fallen silently before Alfie changed his face.

Kreese let out a smug laugh: "The ghost wine tastes good, as long as it takes a day and a night, you can go from a living person to a complete ghost without pain." You should thank the great Lord Krees, who I have given you eternal life in this form!"

......

"Wow, when did this guy Krees get the ghost wine?" said Cross, recovering from his trance.

After a moment, he jumped up and scolded, "It must be this guy who stole his master's precious ghost wine in the first place!"

......

"I'm sorry, I don't think it's an eternal life, just a single Holy Light Technique can purify you ghosts completely!" Alfie said disdainfully as she slowly got up from the ground.

"Why didn't you get put down by the ghost wine?" asked Krees, shocked.

"Because I didn't drink your ghost wine at all. You've already shown a flaw, stupid!" said Alfie as she sat back in her high-backed chair, took the bottle of Imperial brandy, and poured herself a glass.

"What's the flaw?" said Krees, who had made his plan seamless, and didn't know where the bard saw something wrong.

"Of course, it's these 'ghosts' that surround you. Alfie casually pointed with her hand at the ghosts that surrounded them invisibly and whispered in twos and threes.

"What's wrong with that?" said Kreese, like a student asking a teacher for advice.

"I'm guessing these ghosts are your visions, they're not real ghosts. Alfie winked at Krees.

"How do you see that?" said Krees, surprised.

"First of all, the action. Look at this male ghost over here, his movements are exactly the same as the one over there. Alfie pointed to a bearded male ghost beside him, and then nodded at a short, dwarf-like ghost on the other side with a wine glass, "Although their movements are not synchronized under your deliberate control, unless they are two people who have grown up together in the same environment, their movement habits cannot be so similar." Lo and behold, that shrug is exactly the same. ”

As Alfie spoke, the bearded ghost and the dwarf ghost shrugged back and forth, as if carved out of a mold.

"I advise you, next time you do this, at least find two guys who look similar, don't be like these two, put together like giants and dwarfs, in any case, it can't be the kind of person who has lived together for a long time. Alfie pointed out intentionally or unintentionally.

"What's the flaw?" asked Krees, with a deaf expression.

"Voice. You've cleverly distanced these ghosts from us, as if they were whispering there, but you've overlooked one thing, and that's the sound. Don't you think it's abnormal for so many ghosts talking together and we can't hear even a single sound?"

This may be explained by the fact that the ghost's voice is not heard by ordinary people. Kreese cautiously explained.

"No kidding, even if the ghost's vocalization channel is relatively special and normal people can't hear it, as long as they are indeed communicating vocalizations, there will always be traces of sonic vibrations in the air. Unfortunately, you don't have a perfect simulation of all of this. Alfie easily dismissed Krees.

"And what if these are low-level ghosts that can't speak?" Chreese was still reluctant to admit his flaws.

"Hehe, then why do you have to disguise them as high-level ghosts? so many low-level ghosts together are enough to pose a threat to us, and you don't need to do anything more. Alfie smiled.

"How can you be sure they're illusions and not real ghosts?" Chreese's face was incredulous, unless Alfie was a master illusion or one of those necromancers known for playing with souls, it would be impossible for the average person to tell the difference.

"Quite simply, haven't you noticed that these ghosts have the same habitual movements as you?