In the western part of the Darkwing City, a wizard tower more than 200 meters high stands in the wind and rain, although the moss and creeper have made its appearance mottled and decayed, but in fact it is much more powerful than when it was created.

Because, this is the family wizard tower of the Exxon family, the top pharmacist of the Darkwing City, and it is also an important place that secretly controls more than forty percent of the potion trade in the Darkwing City.

On the terrace dozens of meters above the ground, an invisible but insulating force field barrier blocked the wind and rain outside, so that the man sitting on the terrace enjoying breakfast could clearly see the ripples formed by the rain hitting the barrier.

Even though the sound of the blow could not be heard, the man sitting at the table with a gentle expression felt that his appetite was great today, but when he took the napkin with his right hand and wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on the reddish scar on his wrist, but after a moment of silence, he reached out and was ready to ring the rattle, so that he could tell the maid to bring him some more fruit.

But before his fingertips could touch the rattle, there was a muffled sound from the room behind him, followed by the familiar and slightly hoarse roar.

"Vincent, why are you sending someone into the poisonous locust swamp to trouble that woman!

Before the door could bounce back after being kicked open, a slender figure in a pink wizard's robe appeared at the terrace table, and before she could lift the man sitting at the table, she saw him raise his right arm and let the silk sleeve slide smoothly, so that the reddish scar on his wrist could be clearly seen by herself.

The woman with an angry face froze for a moment. Vincent, who had raised his right arm, slowly moved his gaze to the circle of scars on his wrist, with deep grief in his eyes, but a helpless smile on his face that was harmless to humans and animals.

"Sister, sister, my dear Sister Beatrice...... Can't you knock on the door and then open it and come in? You have already kicked my door three times this month, and you have to force me to pay you compensation so that you can understand that all the money is hard-won?"

Although the tone was calm and apologetic, the meaning was that the woman was stunned and then roared in annoyance. "Vincent, I'm your own sister!

"But the rules were made by Grandpa, and everyone in the clan agreed to follow them, and all the doors that you kicked and broke were borne by me......," Vincent, who was leaning his neck at this, saw the apology in Beatrice's eyes, and he deliberately made an aggrieved expression and pointed to the empty plate in front of him and sighed. "And I'm not full yet. Sister, you won't starve me......"

Beatrice, whose eyes fell on the empty dinner plate, immediately roared in anger. "Who! Who! Who dares to withhold him! I'll clean him up right away!"

"Sister...... Brother, although it is no longer possible for me to become a wizard, you are the only one in this family who can bully me......" Vincent, whose expression became more and more aggrieved, said this, and his tone became resentful. "Sister, the resources sent to you every month are far more than the regulations. I'm already a wasted person, can't I make up for that little mistake......?"

The old story is brought up again. Beatrice, whose heart was soft, leaned down. His eyes were full of pity, and he reached out to rub it against Vincent's cheek, his expression full of apology. "My sister didn't protect you back then, and let you suffer such humiliation and trauma...... It's just that Carol is already your wife, so don't worry about it all the time after so long......"

As if humbly accepted, Vincent, whose face rebuilt that harmless smile of humans and animals, raised his hand and removed the palm of Beatrice's cheek. Holding it and rushing to his lips, he laughed at it. "Sister, why are your hands always so cold, don't cover your hands with my face every time......"

Beatrice's cheeks turned crimson as she was teased, and she quickly pulled her hands out of Vincent's palms. For a while, he forgot the original intention of his coming, and after a few careful words, he left the room with a smile on his face, and after he left, he remembered to carefully cover the door that was kicked and broken.

Vincent, who was sitting at the table and didn't move, activated the spell ring and started sending messages after making sure that Beatrice was far away.

His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out, but after a series of orders were issued, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he hesitated for a moment before switching channels, and asked after connecting with the other party. "What's going on now?"

"My lord, the hunters who passed by the day before yesterday have not found their target......

"Waste! Dare you claim that there is no one you can't find!" exasperated Vincent. "Remember, if your hands and feet are not clean, you can't afford the consequences!"

The one who was contacted wanted to tell the difference, but Vincent had already closed the contact with the magic ghost.

The side that took on Vincent's task was very depressed, and was still very angry after closing the spell contact interface in anger, but after thinking for a long time, he still sent messages to the two teams he sent out, asking him to complete this commission today and return to the city of Dark Wing from the poisonous locust swamp.

And not long after this person's order was given, the golden-winged giant eagle that was still hovering in the poisonous locust swamp finally sent a message to Raymond standing above him with some depression. "My lord, I've searched all over the periphery of the Poison Locust Ant Swamp, and I can't find the woman in her thirties you mentioned......"

The wet and poisonous mist that came in front of him was blocked by the isolation barrier released by Raymond, making the golden-winged giant eagle seem to be enveloped in a huge force field barrier.

But when Raymond turned around and saw that Zachary was still busy, he was uneasy and depressed, but he whispered a scolding. "Don't talk nonsense! Give you another quick potion and start exploring the core right away! Find out any human existence!"

The golden-winged giant eagle that fluttered its wings sharply and turned to the core area of the poisonous locust swamp, but its extremely bright eyes flashed with cunning, and it immediately let out a bitter sigh. "Oh my God, it's the fifth day, and there's no woman like this in the whole poisonous locust swamp......"

He was already a little annoyed by the greed of the golden-winged eagle at his feet, but Raymond still took out two pale cyan potions and pinched them between his fingers. "Alright! Two Swift Elixirs!"

The thin and long bright red tongue poking out of the eagle's beak retracted after deftly taking the two potions, and the golden-winged giant eagle could clearly feel the anger in the mercenary's heart, but after receiving an extra reward, the talent spell that was increased in strength made its eyes shine like two searchlights, and became shining in the thick poisonous mist.

And Raymond, who was standing above the skull of the golden-winged giant eagle, after entering this thick poisonous mist, noticed that his perception had been suppressed more violently, and the area that could be explored was once again reduced, and he could only feel the situation within two hundred meters.

Time passed slowly, and the golden-winged giant eagle, which had entered the area shrouded by this poisonous mist, suddenly issued a reminder. "There's a hut a kilometre away on the left...... Belch...... But there's just an old woman living inside, why don't you go over and take a look......"

Raymond, who was very excited at first, raised his foot angrily after listening to it, and roared at the same time as the golden-winged giant eagle let out a mournful roar. "Old woman, what do you have to do with me!"

The golden-winged eagle was stomped and almost smashed into the bubbling mud, but it was a belly defamation...... (To be continued......)