After explanation from Tifa and others, Junlin finally understood.

It turns out that this plane is not without invasive creatures, but very few invasive creatures can come.

The Starlight civilization used their technology to strengthen the plane barriers, and plane cracks were difficult to open. However, in this case, although there were not many invading creatures that could come, they were often very strong.

The magic demon is typical.

The fantasy demon is a bit similar to the legendary succubus. It is a creature that is very good at disguising and charming. It belongs to a branch of the demon. Like the black magician, they are both good at manipulating others, but in this regard they are stronger than the black magician.

The black magician can only control the lower level than himself, and the chance of success is limited. The charming ability of the illusion demons allows them to ignore the level.

The only thing that can resist this charm is its own strong will.

Fortunately, the magic demons do not like to control a large number of slaves. They do not like to face the front, so they do not pursue quantity, but are more committed to playing conspiracies and creating wars.

Phantom demons generally do not like to go out in groups, and even the relationship between phantom demons and phantom demons is not good. They often enter a plane and support each other's forces and then fight each other to enjoy themselves.

It can be said that the magic demon is the natural mastermind behind the scenes.

The system's big conspiracy is very suitable for them.

As for Tifa and the others, they were neither affiliation nor hostile, but cooperative relations with the Spark Dynasty.

"Local maintenance school?" Ye Qingxian asked.

Tifa replied: "I've heard of such factions. But we don't belong to any faction. We are just a group of ordinary people who hate struggle, conspiracy, and want a simple life."

Junlin nodded: "Every plane has such fantasy creatures, but most of the time, that is just the fantasy of fantasy creatures."

Tifa said coldly: "I don't like your statement, although that's true. We must show ourselves to live a stable life, so we chose the magic demon as our goal. If we have to fight, at least we can choose the real demon."

Junlin asked, "Who is the family you are targeting?"

"Earl Brand, a down-and-out nobleman, once had his fief in the southern territory. Later, the Liberty Alliance rose and his fief disappeared, so he ran here. The fantasy demons like to find these people the most, they were once brilliant but now they are in decline. The psychological gap cannot be adjusted, and they urgently need a chance to make a comeback. At this time, even if they cooperate with the demons, they are most likely willing."

"What can a down-and-out noble without foundation do?"

Yurik replied: "There is nothing except a noble identity. But sometimes aristocratic identity is the best pass, which can help the magic demons come into contact with higher-level existences. Of course, it depends on what conspiracy they have. Each magic demon is a unique existence, and its ideas and pursuits are also different."

Maizi said: "So the conspiracy may also come from the illusion demon? But each illusion demon is different? Then don't we check it one by one?"

Tifa smiled and said, "Stern should like your approach, which is a good thing for him."

King Land is now the biggest troublemaker for the Spark Dynasty. If he put his energy on the magic, Stern has reason to be happy, while the Free Alliance will be disappointed.

But Junlin obviously doesn't care about the attitude between the two sides, isn't the Free Alliance very awesome? Then continue to be awesome.

Junlin said directly: "Why don't you take action if you find out the right way?"

Tifa replied: "We just suspect that the illusion is there."

"Suspect?"

"The charm of the illusion is actually a kind of transaction based on the law of the demon. As long as people who have traded with the illusion, they will be left with the aura of the demon. This aura will increase with the increasing contact. We feel that there is the aura of the illusion, but it is not very strong, which means that someone has contacted it, but it may not be deeply touched. Since everyone there is contaminated with this aura, it is impossible to determine who it is for the time being. In addition, the specific identity and plan are not clear."

Brother Haier said directly: "Just kill them all."

Tifa snorted: "This is indeed your style, but not ours."

"Don't worry, we won't hurt innocent people." Jun Lin smiled and said, "Are you interested in joining forces?"

Earl Brand's mansion is a relatively spacious yard with three rooms and one yard, but for the Brand's family, which has twelve people, the place is obviously too small.

Earl Brand missed his manor, his fiefdom, and everything he once had.

But all of this disappeared with the rise of the Liberty Alliance.

This made him a complete anti-allianceist, but unfortunately, mere ideological firmness did not bring him any benefits.

Earl Brand is a fool, a playboy, a second-generation ancestor. His physique is only at the Black Iron level. For the intermediate plane, this is an ordinary person.

So every day, in addition to drinking, they go to those down-and-out noble friends who are like him to drink tea, brag, and recall the scenery of that year.

His wife often helps some wealthy people to do something and uses her skills to earn some household income.

Earl Brand believed that this had lost his face. He usually took money with his left hand and beat his wife with his right hand to prove that he was still the head of the family.

When King Lin and the others arrived, they were hearing the scene of the Earl scolding at his wife.

"I said, don't bother with those damn inferiors, the nobility of the country bumpkins! Being with them will defile our nobleness!"

Then I saw a woman wearing old noble clothes running out.

She ran to the room next to her crying, and Earl Brand sat on a sunken wooden chair, staring blankly at the sky.

He was holding a few nickel coins in his hand and his eyes were dull.

There was a whisper in the room next to him: "You should not tolerate him like this anymore, Mrs. Amchera Barbarotel Handings Brand."

So Mrs. Brand replied in a low voice: "Jinli, I am Mrs. Brand, I have no choice."

The one who spoke to her was the servant of the Brand family, a Chewel woman, a tall and strong peasant woman. Although she was just an ordinary person in the black iron rank, she could throw the Count away with one hand.

Jin Li obviously didn't care about her servant's identity. She stuck her head out and shouted to Earl Brand: "You'd better be like a real man, but you'll find a job."

"Shut up, you woman, or I'll fire you."

Chewel's wife snorted disdainfully: "You owe me a month's salary. If it weren't for the sake of the wife, I would have left long ago."

Mrs. Brand pulled her: "Don't do this, Jinli, I still have some jewelry here."

"Shut up!" Jin Li said to her fiercely: "How many dowry do you have to sell? For you and your children, keep them."

When Mrs. Brand heard the child, she felt that she had lost all her strength.

She has five children, one younger brother, one younger sister-in-law, and her younger brother has two children. Such a big family is all about their own income, and they can't hold on anymore.

"I haven't finished Mrs. Carrie's clothes for her, so I'd better make them here first." Mrs. Brand said helplessly.

"Mother." A voice came over.

It's a girl.

She was wearing a vest, boots, and a whip in her hand. It seemed that she had just returned from a horse.

"Oh, Shariah, my baby!" Mrs. Brand came over.

Shariah said: "You don't have to worry about money anymore."
Chapter completed!