Ors staggered, and his shaking hands touched the ceramic teacup beside the table.

The tea cup that fell to the ground made a shattering sound.

"It's bad news..." he pondered, "it probably refers to the news that someone escaped."

After saying that, Ors raised his neck and breathed a long time to relieve his nervous mood. After calming down, his face returned to normal, but his shaking hands were a little unnatural, but from his expression, he could see that he had already prepared for the bad news he said.

"Tell me, how many have you escaped? How much has the situation been? Do the escaped people know... what's our business?"

Ors asked several questions in a row.

Allari has the answer prepared, too.

"The situation should be at the worst level after three escaped. The other party escaped when he had entered the laboratory."

His answer gave Ors's mood aroused the urge to explode.

The blue veins of the shiny hair undoubtedly showed Ors' anger.

"Why is such a major missing?"

His voice improved a little, and his good aristocratic qualities allowed him to maintain his final etiquette.

"Among the three, there is a mage." Allari said, "You know... the escorts were all scared by his magic."

Magic is a symbol of nobles, a symbol of heavenly choice and wisdom.

For ordinary people, magic is the endorsement of their obedience.

This accident seems to be reasonable.

"The Eight Eyes annexed the ghost spider. I thought your power would expand, which would be beneficial to the transaction between us, but I didn't expect that such a gap would occur. Now it's useless to say that, where did they escape?"

“.. Town Center.”

"hiss..!"

Ors gasped, his face no longer had any aristocratic quality.

He wanted to use magic to explode Allari's head to vent his anger, but reason told him that he could not do so.

"That is, people in Colum town may already know what I do?"

"I think... it shouldn't be that fast. After all, the three people who escaped were avoiding the eight-eyed man's hands at this moment." Alari's smile was a bit far-fetched. He raised his hand and gestured slightly with his thumb and index finger. "But there was also a slight possibility that spread."

Ors's hand was pulled on his face.

As I was feeling at this moment, my hands slowly lowered from my face.

"You know what's going on in Colum town now, with thirty-seven members of Brass Tree! You know what this means. As long as there is a little bit of trouble and they notice it, it means that the news has spread!"

"This is really bad news." Allari echoed.

"You know, too..."

Allari interrupted: "But again, we have a way to save it."

Ors stopped shouting and calmed down.

He also understood that what he should think about at this moment is not to hold accountable, but to solve the problem.

“How to do it?”

"Destroy the town of Colum."

Allari's answer is very straightforward, and this is his purpose from the beginning.

But in the answer now, it is the solution.

Ors was silent.

He knew it was a method, but it was a crazy method.

Destruction of the town of Colun will undoubtedly cause great trauma to his prestige among the people and his family's interests.

"Just from your words, you are a smart person, then you should be able to understand that this is a situation that I cannot accept."

"What else can you not accept when you expose this?" Alari said, "If you expose human experiments and can still maintain your prestige among the people, even your noble title, including your family, will be destroyed, so the method I proposed is the simplest method and the only method."

"Maybe...hasn't exposed yet?"

Ors understands this, but he has a lucky mentality.

As an earl, his territory is not limited to one town, but the town of Colon is definitely the most prosperous city in his territory.

The entire family's revenue is 80% in this city. Of course, this part of the income includes underground transactions in cooperation with the Bamu Organization. By reducing the income by 80% and leaving only 20% of the income may even be very difficult to maintain the luxury consumption of members of the family. In other words, he must transform from the rich aristocratic stage to the poor and poor aristocratic stage.

"Have you forgotten the Brass Tree you mentioned...?" Alari reminded.

This also broke the last trace of luck for Ors.

"What are you going to do? If you slaughter the people directly, you will definitely be discovered."

Ors compromised, but he needed a reasonable plan.

The members of the third team were placed between the inner city and the outer wall. If nothing happened, the members of Brass Tree would not pay attention to what happened in the town of Colen. At this moment, they still had direct orders issued by Pornina to search for Ranfrik.

"The undead army outside is spectacular." Alari said, "Now the town of Colum is surrounded by the undead army. You can read the dragon name..."

Before he could finish his words, Ors was interrupted anxiously.

"Let the act of reciting the dragon name stop? This is impossible. Not only the members of the Brass Tree will find clues, but even my soldiers will not agree."

"Who told you to stop Long Ming?" Alari turned his eyes and then curled up the corners of his mouth. "After all, it's the undead. Didn't the script say that it is, often the dark undead will bring disasters, such as plague."

"This is inappropriate." Ors refused.

Plague is a long and lasting thing.

It will take at least several months to exterminate the residents of the entire town, and there are too many variables in this time.

Ors could not guarantee that the members of Brassch would not intervene in the investigation, and that the Emperor Biluo, who was in the imperial capital, would not look at him.

"What I mean by plague does not mean real disease." Allari made a small move to seek benefits.

Ors threw a bag of gold impatiently.

"It's heavy, you can buy a lot of female slaves, it's really good. Have you forgotten the potion we organized Bamu to help you make."

"The reagent of immortality...?"

Although Earl Ors looks only middle-aged from his appearance, he is actually under the condition of maintaining and disguising magic potions.

His actual age has reached more than sixty. Although the magic power that is filled with free space has generally increased the lifespan of people, an ordinary person who has no talent and cannot use magic to baptize himself. If he spends his life in an ordinary way, he will probably only have a lifespan of eighty or ninety. Ors is a nobleman, but he is not a mage, nor does he have the talent to use magic power, and he cannot integrate magic power into this body like Sidney. His lifespan is no different from other ordinary people.

To this end, Ors began human experiments.

Through experiments, we tried to integrate the cells from the dragon into the human body.

There is no doubt that experiments have always failed, and what he called "the potion of eternal life" in his mouth did not bring about eternal life, but salvation.

The person who drinks will die suddenly at the next moment without any accident, and the body after death will turn black and smelly, as if it has been cursed.

"A large experimental field..." Ors' eyes slowly lit up. Perhaps if the number of people in the experiment increased, he would find a special case and a new breakthrough.

But this idea just became sank again as soon as it was born.

"What method should be used to make the common people drink them."

If the person who drinks the potion of immortality will die suddenly in the next moment.

Even if he uses his lord's majesty, he will never be able to order everyone to drink it.

"So I say your mind is too solidified." Alari played with the gold coin bag in his hand, but he asked the next sentence: "Where is the slave market in Colum town?"

"Where would you do that blatantly under the center of the Empire?"

People and materials are different.

Materials can still be hidden, but slaves cannot hide in the space.

But the focus is obviously not this at the moment. Ors urged: "Say it important!"

"That's a pity. Since it's a plague, it can be spread in the air. Using large wind magic to spread the potion into the entire town, isn't it fast and practical?"

"You are going to join the members of the third team?" Ors was surprised.

Alari closed the open gold coin bag and nodded, "I have always had a question whether the experiment failed because the life of the subject was too weak. If some powerful warriors who could compete with the dragon's strength, perhaps their bodies could withstand the impact of the potion, the result would be different."

Earl of Ors was moved.

His hands were already put together, not the same as his modified face.

His hand-to-hand movement made the back of his hand roll up wrinkles, which was a cruel truth that time had brought him unconcealed.

He has a good heart, but when he heard Alari reveal the message just now, his hand shaking movements were uncontrollable, which made him even more eager for the so-called life. Life is cheap, and the nobles can easily start wars for their own selfish desires. Life is priceless, and no matter how much treasure it spends, it cannot be exchanged for the passing life.

“What implementation is planned?”

"Tomorrow afternoon, I need you to gather all the people out for a reason." Alari said.

"I will prepare it. Do I need someone to send me some help?"

Ors also said that it was obvious that he could not believe Alari because of his unilateral remarks. The so-called help was just a simple surveillance.
To be continued...