There was a portrait in front of him. In the darkness, you could vaguely see the portrait of a young man. He looked about the same age as Ruibo, and he was mature and experienced with a childish spirit.

Suddenly, a very slight wind blew by, and Lomel knew that he was his most capable assistant.

"How was the arrangement?" Lomer asked in a low tone.

"I have arranged the bait and now I'm waiting for the fish to take the bait." The terrifying killer said coldly.

"I think I don't need to remind you of your opponent's strength." Lomel said calmly: "And we will never have a second chance to take action. Once we take action, the war between me and my old opponent will continue endlessly. At that time, it is difficult to predict who can survive to the end."

"I'm very careful. What I'm most worried about is whether our allies will take the opportunity to bury us. If I guess correctly, we no longer have the value of exploitation." The killer said in a calm tone.

"It is inevitable that things like this will happen when doing business with such a partner, but I still have to rely on the power of that magician. Unfortunately, I do not have a magician in my hands who can be dispatched for me." Lomel said.

"I always keep my opinion of Count Darkru. Even as an ally, he is a dangerous existence. What's more, I don't know when this former ally would give us a sharp blow behind us. There is no need to worry so much, because we are hiding behind us, but this time it's the opposite." The killer said.

"What do you think of Sel's Ott?" Lomel asked softly.

"For this guy who is swaying and liking to betrayal, my confidence in him is even far below Darkru. However, considering the hatred between him and the southerners and the huge losses he suffered because of the southerners, I am willing to believe that he intends to use us to deal with the southerners, but our goals may not be consistent. If I had no mistake in my guess, Sel's targets may be the little magician and the killer who is responsible for protecting him safe, and these two people are the characters we are trying hard to avoid being enemies in front of us." The killer said his opinion.

"Is it totally inconsistent?" Lomer asked with a sneer.

"Didn't you say that the target is the two heirs designated by Hyde? Is this a false news released to paralyze our allies?" the killer asked back.

"I rethinked the value of everyone. Maybe we underestimated that little actor from beginning to end." Lomer said with a smile at his right-hand assistant. He knew that Dier could see his expression clearly even in the darkness.

"Do you believe those rumors?" the killer asked.

"That is one of the reasons, and more importantly, our allies attach great importance to this young man, at least Sel's true, it is undeniable that this fallen Paladin is a very smart man. I believe that his wisdom will never be less than you and me, and with his character, he will never overestimate any one. This is to infer that this young man should not be a simple person. On the other hand, if the rumors are true, my respectable opponent has no reason to ignore the ability of this genius boy. If I am in the position of my respectable opponent, I will definitely add the name of this young man to the list of heirs."

"That is, there is another person added to my target list?" the killer asked calmly.

"I think of a way to separate him from your respected colleague. I believe that Sel'ert did not deceive us in at least one thing. It may be as troublesome to let that little magician join forces with your colleague." Lomer said leisurely.

"I understand, I will follow your instructions." The killer replied.

Just like when he came, with a breeze blew, the killer disappeared into the darkness.

"My dear child, you will soon have a partner who will accompany you, a partner of about the same age as you. Just as Hyde took you away from me, I will let him taste the feeling of sadness, but no matter how wonderful the feeling of revenge is, it cannot make up for my sadness." Lomer sat in front of the portrait, muttering to himself in a hoarse voice.

...

Although I don't know what kind of conspiracy the enemy is planning, everyone in the mansion knows that a terrible crisis is looming around them.

Except for Mr. Dumilier who was able to keep making noise as usual, the others became more and more gloomy, and even a girl like Listen, who likes to play, lost her former vitality.

In the study, Ribo sat on the sofa against the wall, beside him was Frera. Although the study was full of people, Frera also looked extremely intimate with Ribo.

Opposite them, Eckert frowned.

Sitting on the side was Pete, who was called a madman by everyone. He looked at Ribo's desk with great enthusiasm, as if everything on the desk was far more attractive than the important topics they were talking about.

Kelle, the king of killers, stood in a corner of the study as always, and he was always with the darkness.

"The little thief said that several of his spies were missing, and they must have been taken away by Lomel's group. It seems that our old friend is planning to take action." Eckert sighed and said.

He knew very well what kind of cruel guy Lomel was.

One of the things that worries him the most was that this place belonged to Lomer's sphere of influence. Although the capital was not the territory of this guy, Lomer's old nest was only a few hundred kilometers away from the capital, and he could reach it in a day and a night of fast horses. This is exactly where he has a far advantage over his boss.

"How is the little thief head now?" Frera asked, she was more concerned about Brother Francis.

"That guy is a slippery guy. It's probably not easy for Lomel to catch him, but the little thief may not be able to provide us with useful information." Eckert sighed and said.

"Maybe some information can be obtained through the Intelligence Network of the Law and Political Department." Ruibo suggested.

"It's useless. The old fox Lomel is very familiar with the methods of the people in the Legal Affairs Bureau. He has a very effective way to deal with the spies of the Legal Affairs Bureau." Eckert shook his head helplessly and said.

"Do we have to wait for death?" Ruibo asked.

"If the opponent is Lomel, it will be extremely dangerous to act rashly without sufficient intelligence. Lomel is different from the enemies you have encountered before. He is definitely not comparable to characters like Mathil and Robert. Lomel has always been the leader's strong enemy. Both the leader and Lomel long for the other party to die sooner. You should be very clear that the leader never left Kelle's protection before. What he feared was Lomel and his assassins. The leader also sent many killers to take Lomel's head, but no one has successfully obtained the bounty so far." Eckert said sadly, and there was also fear of Lomel in his heart.

"There should be hidden near the villa by Lomel. Can we pull these eyeliners out? Then follow the clues?" Ruibo asked again.

"Just like even if Lomer catches a spy under the thief or two, he cannot rely on these spies to find us directly, it is also difficult for us to follow this clue to find Lomer's whereabouts. What's more, one of those who monitor us may be Diller, Lomer's most capable assistant, and his number one killer. I'm afraid only Keller knows the skills of Diller." Eckert said, looking at Keller hidden in the shadow of the corner.

"I have had several confrontations with that guy, but I won, but I never could kill him. If he wanted to fight desperately, I would probably fall into a tough battle. It can be said that he is my only strong enemy so far." Kelle said expressionlessly.

Kyle's words shocked Rebow, and now he truly understood why everyone seemed worried when they mentioned Lomel, the gangster king who ruled the long coast of the northwest.

It is indeed a killer who can compete with Kelle, and such a thief leader cannot help but feel creepy.

No one knows Kyle's terrible strength better than Rebow.

If the killer named Dier was indeed his strong rival as Kelle said, then once he faced such a terrible killer, the final result would be predictable and he would be easily killed unless he had the trick to save his life, and Ribo fell into deep thought.

"Why are you always discussing how to deal with Lomel? Since that old fox is so difficult to deal with, why don't you spend some time on things that are easier to deal with?" Frera suddenly interrupted.

"What suggestions do you have? Tell me it." Eckert said quickly, knowing that Frera is not a beautiful decoration, not a mindless vase, nor a toy for men to have fun.

The head also spent countless efforts on her, and Frera always took a cold-eyed attitude when looking at anything, which made her often be able to break out of the boundaries of the layout and see many things that others did not notice.

"Lomel may have been out of here this time. Have you ever thought about his nest and his final retreat, what kind of reaction would be to Inge, who was far away across a strait?" Frera said leisurely.

"You mean to do something behind his butt?" Eckert asked, "If this is the case, isn't it a bit too big? If it fails, the person in the den of a tiger will definitely end up with no bones."

"Why do you have to do such a stern thing so openly?" Frera said disapprovingly: "The head and Lomel are at least much better than him in one thing. The head is very clear about sometimes gold coins being better than assassins. He knows very well when to use gold coins, and he will never be stingy."

"But have you ever thought that Lomel's power is deeply rooted? Such a deep-rooted and intricate force may not be shaken in the short term." Eckert said with a frown and shook his head.

"If there were a group of mice in the forest, which were very good at digging holes and were extremely quick and concealed, it was not easy to catch them. What would you do to destroy them in this case?" Frera asked, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth.

Both Eckert and Rebbo know the correct answer.

Maybe others won't do that, but for thieves, the only correct way is to set a fire to turn the entire forest into ashes.

But Eckert and Rebow still didn't understand what Frera said, and they waited patiently for Frera to uncover the mystery.

"I believe you must be very clear about what to do, just burn the forest, and all we need now is a fire, a fire that can turn Lomel's nest into ashes."

"You should remember why Lomel had to escape to Ing. The golden robbery made His Majesty the King furious. He ordered that the matter be thoroughly investigated at all costs. At that time, Lomel's power in the northwest was even more unbreakable than it is now, but the anger of the King burned out the forest where Lomel relied on to hide."

"The thing that the boss is better than Lomel is that he knows very well how much power the people with royal power can be dispatched. The Paladins are only a small part of them. This time Lomel thinks that the prince is supported by him, and His Majesty the King has no time to deal with him. Moreover, Lomel may have regarded the return of Ing as his last and most reliable bargaining chip. It is precisely because of this that he is so unscrupulous."

"So we just need to find a fire that can burn the forest. I think Lomel's arrogance just solved this problem for us. The assassination of the leader of the Paladin Monstock is definitely not comparable to the Golden Robbery. I doubt that anyone who dares to protect him in this name will dare to protect him. As for Ing, protecting a thief is one thing, and it is another thing to be an enemy of a traitor and one of the largest countries on the mainland, not to mention,

If His Majesty the King submitted the diplomatic notes to His Majesty the King of Ing, not only did he have the statement from His Majesty the Pope, but also the letter from the envoy who was fully appointed by His Majesty the King of Delizhi Kingdom. I am afraid that no matter how much his Majesty likes Lomel, no matter how much bribes the Ministers of Ing received from Lomel, it would be useless. Politics is so realistic, and there is absolutely no morality to speak of. Everything is spoken with strength and interests." Frera said leisurely leaning against Rebe's arms.

Frera's suggestion was like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the road before Eckert and Rebo. With Eckert and Rebo's sophistication and skill, he immediately understood Frera's meaning.

This is a feasible method. In fact, in the current view, this is the safest and most effective method. The only possible consequence of destruction is to make Lomer anxious and launch an attack on them early, but this is exactly what Eckert needs.

Instead of letting Lomel take the initiative and being in a state of fear all day long and not knowing when it will be attacked, it is better to fight quickly and lure Lomel, the old fox, into the trap they set.

"I will go there in person in this regard. Visit the Archbishop and ask him to contact the Pope. I believe that you will get a response within two days. Your Majesty can only pass through the Marquis of Faru. We should try our best to avoid excessive contact with His Majesty the Queen. However, I believe that Marquis of Faru will never delay things. This is not only related to our safety, but also to his future, especially when the throne of the Director of the Law and Political Department is equivalent to one million gold coins per year, I believe that this Marquis is even more unwilling to give up this position. As for Deli to the Kingdom Envoy, Rebow, you can only ask you to leave once in person. For them, you are the only one who is an attractive person." Ekter ordered.

Although Ribo didn't want to see the princess who gave him a headache again, he also knew that Eckert was not wrong.

...

In the back garden of the deposed palace, the Prince Delizhi was moving slowly step by step with a crutch, but the willful princess was unpredictable and cautious in supporting his brother, fearing that he would accidentally walk too fast and hurt the broken bone that had just healed again.

"Master Og's folk remedies are indeed quite useful. I didn't expect that I could walk in just one month." The prince said with a smile.

"If it were me, I would rather lie in bed for a few more months than drink that kind of thing." His Royal Highness said disapprovingly: "The prescriptions prescribed by the magician are really uncompromising."

The prince could only smile and refuse to say anything about his sister's criticism.

"Why don't you go to trouble with the little heir of Serthburg recently?" the prince asked softly.

"I want to take care of you! You should feel honored. Look, what an interesting thing I gave up." The willful princess immediately revealed her nature.

"I'm not joking with you now." His Highness said with a serious expression: "The leak of 'bloodthirst' is an extremely serious matter for Delizhi. It must be found out anyway. Unfortunately, I can't do anything about this. If anyone can do this, it is the little heir of Sethborough, and he and his subordinates are experts in this regard."

"How likely do you think I will convince that thief-headed guy that is of no benefit to them but full of risks?" The Princess Delizhi said disapprovingly: "Do you think I can use that necklace to threaten him to do things for us again? Compared with the risks that may be encountered, stealing necklaces is nothing at all. Brother, you wouldn't think that all the southerners are idiots."

"So I need your help. I believe there is always some way to buy the southerners. Maybe you can find clues for me." His Royal Highness said with a serious expression.

"You know that I will help you with your work." His Highness complained: "You never think about me. What if that guy is malicious? His reputation for dealing with women is not very good. Don't you worry about me?"

His Highness the Princess originally thought that his brother would apologize to him with a smile, or try every means to make him happy as usual, but beyond her expectations, his brother did not do that. On the contrary, his expression became more and more serious.

After a while, I heard my brother sigh with a long sigh, and the sigh sounded full of helplessness and melancholy.

"What would you do if you had to make such a sacrifice one day?" the prince stopped and asked solemnly.

The princess, who was used to being willful and willful in the past, suddenly became cowardly. She didn't even dare to look up at her brother's face.

After the silence lasted for several minutes, the princess said in a slight and almost inaudible voice: "If this is a must for you, I will do it as I will do it. For my brother, I am willing to make any sacrifice."

His prince was deeply pleased by his sister's words, but he couldn't be happy at all. He could only hope that there would be no terrible disaster that would have to sacrifice his lovely and naughty sister.

It’s a pity that he knew very well that as a member of the royal family of the most powerful country on the mainland, both him and his sister had heavy responsibilities since he was born.

In many cases, some kind of sacrifice has to be made for this duty and the mission given to them for their identity.

Just as His Highness the Prince was full of emotion, the elderly old magician walked slowly towards them.

For the prince, Master Og's arrival can be used to alleviate the current bad atmosphere.

However, His Highness the Prince is also very clear that the master's arrival must indicate something has happened.

"Master Og, I have to thank you for your ability to heal my legs so quickly." His Highness said respectfully.

"Your Highness, you need no politeness. The little heir of Sethburg came to visit. It seems that he has something to ask you for it." Master Og said, and the old man seemed extremely happy.
To be continued...