Outside Kiger Town, the caucus room.

There are three floors in the dim caucus. The first two floors are filled with various books and potions, without any restrictions. But if you continue to walk down, you have to pass a narrow, spiral staircase and pass through three gates with magical restrictions before you can enter the third underground tomb chamber - this is Ansadin's "Magic Laboratory" and also the place where he places all his "family foundations".

"Antuo Rich" has gained wealth that ordinary people can't imagine in a few years because of the help of Viscount Tlanca and several other human nobles. Therefore, in addition to gold and silver coins, the more valuable "Sulin", "Misins" and a lot of summoning materials are placed here.

This secret room would not be open to any outsiders, but at this time Ansadin bent slightly, trying to squeeze out a respectful look on his loose and low face, looking directly at the ground under his feet, and whispering something to the figure sitting on the stone chair in front of him-

"When I heard the news of an unexpected incident, I immediately summoned the gargoyle to come over, so as to find you as soon as possible..."

"As for how to deal with these humans, I have obtained all the list through a few days of investigation..."

"With you here, His Majesty Augustine's mission will be completed successfully!"

...

Ansardin was completely "dog-legged" at this time, and his obedient look was a world of difference from the viciousness he had when he summoned the puppet to attack Roddy before.

The "Wind" Magda was sitting in front of him at this time, seemingly closing his eyes to rest, but in fact, he could see from the slightly frown brow that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.

More than a month has passed since the defeat of Hollier City, half of his body, which was broken by the giant crossbow of the city, still maintained the terrifying wound. Under such injuries, he was not interested in listening to Ansadin's flattery and directly interrupted: "I'm not interested in listening to nonsense, tell me...how long will it take to recover?"

Even though Ansadin had used a high-level potion to solve a problem for Magda, the arrogance of the "Windler" would not change because of a favor that he owed.

The class consciousness of identity and status is deeply rooted in Tasman. In the eyes of the "Windler", "juniors" like Ansadin are just sentinels carrying out missions in the Kingdom of Karen, and there is no room for attention at all.

So he was not polite to Ansadin at all, and completely regarded the other party as a "mind".

"Sir, repairing your body requires a fresh corpse first. If you want to restore your peak strength, you must find the most suitable matcher... and it also requires a series of magic circle effects and casting time, I..."

"How many days will it take?"

He had no interest in Ansadin's plan, all he wanted was himself - revenge! Killing Roddy in the shortest time was his only goal!

"Maybe...it will take ten days at the earliest." Ansadin bowed lower, and the cowardice and fear in his voice were unconcealed. "And, and this is an optimistic situation, sir, look--"

"I'll only give you five days, and do it now."

Magda narrowed his eyes and gave his time limit in a plain tone.

"Sir, this - no, no problem... But in order to help you recover your strength, you need to use medicine to treat the wound now..."

Ansadin was kicked by him and didn't even dare to argue. He quickly lowered his head and took out the potion in his hand - this "absolute obedience" attitude obviously made Magda very useful.

This "Windler" was not a blind man. He knew exactly how precious the materials placed in the house were. Ansadin could allow him to receive treatment here, which was enough to show that the other party was unaware of him - so in the following time, he cooperated with Ansadin's treatment of the wound.

After all this, Ansadin did not ask any extra words, bowed deeply, and then lowered his head and retreated.

"It's pretty clear."

Magda reached out to touch the treated wound and gave Ansadin his evaluation.

*******

On the other hand, Ansadin's "knowing" face was completely gone without the previous fear and panic, and instead was uncovered jokes...

"The arrogant old guy is really getting back to life."

He knew very well that since the Black Crow found Magda's hiding place, the other party had gradually entered his trap-

Invite the other party to your most precious room to show "obedience", relax the other party's vigilance with weak performance, and... let Magda think that his body will take a long time to repair.

All of this is actually a cover!

With Ansadin's strength, repairing his body was a matter of ease, but he was deliberately delaying time!

The letter sent to His Majesty Augustine has already flew to the Tasman Empire with the Black Crow. If everything goes well, when the Majesty learns about these stupid things Magda has done, he will definitely support himself in using a puppet to kill Roddy!

And what about Magda? Jie Shi will only become a stubborn and conceited old guy in His Majesty's eyes, and I'm afraid he will not receive any reuse in the future.

When I cured this old guy, the other party probably didn't know that he had been used all of them. He lost his competitiveness in politics and still owed him a favor!

"The stupid guy just can't enter the parliament. So what if he is strong? Haha..."

Secretly laughing at Magda's stupidity, Ansadin stepped back to the underground floor, but as soon as he walked into the room, his eyes suddenly condensed—

"How is that possible?!"

On the desktop not far away, the magic array that originally flashed with thirteen nodes had completely dimmed.

Ansadin widened his eyes in disbelief, walked quickly to the magic circle, and reached out to try to pick up the magic crystal. But as soon as his fingertips touched the crystal, the "crack" sound of shattering sounded, and the spider web-like cracks spread out, and the entire magic crystal completely became a pile of residue...

Such a scene represents the death of a puppet, and the magic crystal is subject to energy backlash and is damaged by itself.

Ansadin's fingers hovered above the magic circle, and the originally shocked gaze gradually became sinister. The thin and slender fingers slowly condensed into fists. As the power of the undead gathered, all the magic crystals on the magic circle suddenly shattered and disappeared.

Then, without hesitation, he reached out and opened a wooden cabinet door - under the dim light, the "puppet statues" placed in it almost piled up into mountains.

*******

At midnight, the town of Parr was filled with dense sounds of horse hooves.

The scouts had already stood in an orderly queue on the school ground. Ruger stood in front and silently waited for Roddy's orders, while Carter walked in the team, earnestly carrying out his mission as the "political commissar".

The Templars team next to them seemed a little scattered. Twenty full-time knights and twenty temple guards carrying huge war shields rode on the war horses, all of which made light-fitting moves.

In the wooden house, Roddy inserted two scimitars into the scabbard, tightened the strap of the arrow bag, picked up the short bow, reached out and put Nokia sleeping in the basket, and put it into the pocket on her waist, and pushed the door out-

Akasha was waiting outside the door for a while. When she saw Roddy, she extinguished the light of the ring and followed. Roddy nodded and said hello, then said, "If you encounter a battle, you must stay in the center of the team. Don't expose yourself. Remember to save your life is the most important thing."

"kindness!"

Akasha nodded seriously and unconsciously held the ring in her hand.

Needless to say, the beautiful priest misunderstood his thoughts again - Roddy was recalling how to fight against the puppet-type undead mage. The words just now were entirely because she complained that there was too little "treatment" in her heart...

When he stepped in front of the team, Roddy looked around and found that he had not seen Nata's figure. He breathed a sigh of relief - he actually understood that if Nata had a normal mind, she would have known very clearly that she had not followed her to fight to the death.

Roddy understands this - he also doesn't want this former "mentor" to follow him to face unknown enemies. After all, these things have nothing to do with her. If it is involved, he will feel guilty...

This was one of Roddy's few emotional emotions, but as he stepped into the army, he had already suppressed the last touch of emotion, and after roughly explaining the plan with Soderol and others, he directly gave the order to "depart from all".

But just as he was about to ride a war horse and leave, Nata suddenly came to her and said with a blank expression: "I only have one problem."

Nata, who was carrying a short bow, had a cold voice, and her newly changed leather armor made her image change drastically. But Roddy was not interested in observing all this, but just frowned slightly, waiting for her next article.

"If you die, who will save Elsa Village?"

Nata's words were too straightforward and even sounded a little harsh. But that's what her personality is, Roddy has long been used to it.

He opened his mouth and wanted to give a choice, but when the words came to his mouth, he hesitated...

No one wants to think about what to do after he dies, and so does Roddy. But when Nata's question was raised, he suddenly realized that the promise he had made before... was really difficult to achieve.

Yes, if you die, it means that these people are basically dead. If this happens, who can help the wood elves? What's the point of helping them?

You can lie when talking to others, but Roddy is unwilling to say a lie to Nata's "mentor" - he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't guarantee this promise."

After saying this, Roddy was ready to face the question, but who knew that the wood elf in front of him did not look any unexpected. He actually found a horse to ride on it, pulled the reins and joined the forward team...

"This battle is dangerous and may die."

Roddy shouted at Nata in the elf language.

"If I die and you are alive," Nata gently pulled her hood tightening in the cold wind and said calmly: "Remember your promise."
Chapter completed!