Chapter 592

The golden iris blooming on the collar symbolizes that they all belong to a prestigious organization.

Royal Magician Corps.

140, Division Traitor

"Captain, what mission are we going to perform this time?"

As they rushed along, Senior could no longer suppress his curiosity and turned to ask Cotton, the captain of the team at the front of the team.

Cotton is a middle-aged man with a solemn face, calm and tough. Although he is middle-aged, he is actually quite old, but his advanced realm makes him look a little younger.

Being older than everyone here, he has the most profound magic accumulation here and the experience of calmly facing anything. It is said that with his qualifications, he only needs to wait for the old captain of the division to retire, and he can become the deputy captain in turn, and truly join the highest level of the division.

If it were normal times, Senior would definitely have no doubts about the captain's instructions, but... today's actions are really too weird.

Let alone the sudden mission in the middle of the night, with no known purpose, even their team was very strange.

This was not the team that Senior belonged to before, or rather, not entirely.

There were eleven people in total, and only Senior and two others were subordinate to Cotton, while the rest were obviously transferred from other teams, two of whom Senior did not even know.

But before this, Senior had never heard of any rumors about the transfer order.

It can be said that whether it was the purpose of this team's departure in the middle of the night or its composition, Senior was completely confused.

Having never performed such a strange mission, Senior naturally could not remain silent.

"Captain?" Seeing that Cotton had not answered, Senior asked again.

"Talk less, do more!"

Cotton still said nothing, but a fierce-looking man beside him turned around and glared at Senior.

"Senior, haven't you memorized the Royal Magician Division's manual yet? Or is your usual training not enough, and do you need me to give you some tips?"

"Sorry... Sorry, Mr. Nell."

Senior rarely showed fear in front of Captain Cotton, but he immediately admitted his fear to the strong man named Nell in front of him.

He is a member of Cotton's team, and also Cotton's deputy and the deputy captain of the team. He is known for his loyalty to Cotton and his extreme strictness to his subordinates. It can be said that everyone in Cotton's team has a little psychological shadow on this strong man.

But Nell, who has always been fierce, will not doubt Cotton's orders.

"How long will we have to move forward?"

"Soon, concentrate."

"Yes!"

After being scolded by Nell, Senior naturally did not dare to ask anything, and silently followed the team forward.

But the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

After all, although he had been staying in the division obediently during this period, he still knew through some "special" channels that the entire Belrand was not peaceful now.

He just wanted to eat and wait for death in the Royal Magic Division, and secretly make money, and he didn't want to be involved in those storms.

"We're here."

Just as Senior was thinking about it, Cotton pulled the reins in his hand, and the galloping horse under his crotch suddenly stopped in a way that was completely inconsistent with conventional physics, and even the person sitting on it didn't shake at all.

The others delayed for a moment and stopped their horses one by one.

Cotton looked around with a serious expression and said:

"This is it."

Senior looked up and found that it was just an ordinary block. At a glance, it was full of the depth and silence of the late night, and there was nothing special about it.

If there is any value here, it is that this is a fork in the road. Many roads will converge here after passing through the rugged blocks.

Wait, fork in the road?

Could it be...

Senior's uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

At this time, Cotton's eyes swept over Senior, paused for a moment, and suddenly said:

"I know that some of you are still confused and uneasy, and you only obey my orders as a member of the Royal Magician Corps. But since we came here together, I think it's better to talk about some things."

As he said, Cotton took out a golden pocket watch.

Senior quickly recognized the pocket watch. It was Cotton's most beloved thing. Since Senior entered the Royal Magician Corps, he often saw Captain Cotton playing with this golden pocket watch.

"This is..."

Senior didn't understand Cotton's intention of taking out the pocket watch, and then the next moment, he saw a black flying bird mark on the back of the golden pocket watch.

It was... a robin.

Senior's pupils shrank suddenly, and at the same time, he felt a burning sensation in his hands.

He lowered his head with some difficulty, spread his palm, and revealed his white bone flute.

At this moment, a black flying bird mark also slowly emerged on the flute.

Not only him, as if it was agreed, several people around him took out exquisite and expensive items, such as magic knives inlaid with gems or magic wands made by famous masters, and on these items, the lifelike flying bird also appeared.

Robin! Did that guy do something to the things he gave me?

No, this is just a mark, it has no other special function, otherwise I wouldn't have missed it for so long.

And since it is a mark, that means...

Senior raised his head, turned his neck stiffly, and looked at the people around him.

Originally they were companions, but now in Senior's eyes, they have become so cold and strange.

Have these guys completely become the running dogs of the Council and completely obeyed the orders of the robin?

Damn, these bastards betrayed His Majesty and the Royal Magicians so easily, where is their backbone and conscience?

What I, Senior, despise the most is you guys...

"Senior..."

Suddenly, a big hand patted Senior's shoulder, Cotton looked at him gently with a rare kind expression:

"It feels good to find that you are not alone, isn't it?"

"No... yes, it's good, it feels good."

Senior tried to make his smile more natural.

"Then Captain Cotton, I... what exactly are we going to do?"

"Of course, it is a great cause that is worth our efforts. Of course, due to the confidentiality of the incident, I cannot tell you the details, but I promise you that after this is successful, we... will have a bright future!"

Cotton announced to the crowd like a speech, with a fiery enthusiasm in his eyes, and then distributed a thin booklet to everyone.

"Next, everyone will engrave the magic array pattern around here as I asked."

"Magic... array pattern?"

Senior still took it in confusion, and when he saw the arrangement required in the booklet, he was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

In the cumbersome text and symbols, Senior quickly realized that this would be a huge array engraved by two brilliant magicians and nine sublimation magicians. It would consume huge magic power and consume magical materials of astonishing value, so as to cover this fork in the road and even extend to the nearby blocks.

This array does not have any special function, but when it is activated... it will destroy all life within its coverage.

141. Good Man

"What do you want to do by placing this kind of thing in the city?"

Looking at the manual in his hand that describes the layout and details of the magic array, Senior's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

As an outstanding graduate of the magic academy, he knew clearly how powerful this thing was. After all, a brilliant magician had the ability to easily destroy several blocks, and this huge joint magic array was arranged by two brilliant magicians and nine sublimation magicians!

What concept? The power increase is not as simple as one plus one. The power after the explosion is enough to kill any living thing in the area!

Although the focus of the array is obviously the destructive power within the coverage area, it is impossible to really extend to several blocks, but this is the lower city of Belland! It is one of the most densely populated places in the city!

It is forbidden to arrange large-scale killing magic within the city, but Cotton is willing to violate the ban and arrange this kind of thing. What is his purpose?

Does he want to besiege the crowned? No, with their limited manpower, it seems that they are not qualified to besiege the Crowned One.

Countless mixed thoughts flowed in Senior's mind, and he clearly felt that he was in some kind of terrible storm.

In the past, Senior would never step into such an event that looked very bad, but this time...

"What's wrong, Senior?"

As if noticing Senior's sneak glance, Cotton looked over with a smile.

"If you are worried that the things we set up will affect ordinary people, then I can tell you in advance that the civilians here have been evacuated in advance."

"Is... is that so?"

"Of course, we are also members of the Royal Magician Corps, at least now, I can't do things like harming civilians."

Cotton smiled:

"So, do you have anything else? If you have any questions, please raise them as soon as possible. After all, we are now partners on the same rope, and we don't want to create any unpleasant misunderstandings or the like."

"No... nothing."

Senior waved his hand quickly, pretending to think about how to set up the formation, and quickly walked aside.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, his heartbeat was not so easy to calm down.

Even in normal times, in Senior's memory, Captain Cotton was not as strict as Nell, but he would never look so kind.

But this kindness made people more frightened, because Senior could clearly see... the terrifying chill hidden in those slightly narrowed eyes.

That was a real threat!

This was not a choice he could make. From the time he was assigned to this team... no, from the time he accepted the gift from the robin, he could no longer escape from it.

Betraying the division and violating the ban were all crimes that could be sentenced to death. Although the people here were evacuated in advance,... no matter what, Cotton would definitely not allow anyone with two minds to live in his team at this time.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it... Isn't it just a little benefit? You forced me to do such a dangerous thing. No wonder those bastards in the meeting are not likable at all..."

Senior muttered and cursed, and came to the edge of the formation alone.

He glanced around quietly from the corner of his eye and found that other than himself, everyone else seemed to be very happy with this kind of thing. Some of them even looked a little fanatical. It seemed that they were impressed by Cotton's speech just now. Moved.

No, maybe from the beginning, they had no reason to refuse. After all, those who could come here were all those who chose to join the Li Council for various reasons.

Naturally, they would not be too suspicious of the Council's instructions.

Only myself...just for money.

"Oh, just do it. It's come to this point. Do you really have the guts to resist?"

Senior shook his head, but finally had no choice but to take out the magic materials and carve formation patterns on the predetermined positions.

"Well, this is it?"

But not long before he started, his eyes suddenly froze.

Because on the wall not far away, he suddenly saw a strange pattern.

It seemed to be just a child's graffiti, just two random sketches, but Senior could tell at a glance...it was some kind of contact mark.

A contact token from...the other side.

Looking at this contact mark, Senior also suddenly recalled that what makes him different from others here is not only the simplicity of his purpose...

Also, my identity... I actually belong to the other side now, and I can be regarded as the lackey of the Slav. Although he has not given any orders to me for a long time, in a sense, I have been inserted into him. Undercover in Parliament.

"No... no way, contact me at this time?"

Senior looked around suddenly and found no trace of anyone else, let alone the so-called contact person.

"It's not contact. Is it some kind of intelligence or information that was stored here in advance?"

Senior's cheeks twitched, and he had a strong premonition of something bad happening in his heart, but after fighting with his thoughts for a moment, he finally chose to reach out.

Let’s see what it is first.

His palm fumbled for a moment on the mark, and with a gentle tap, the brick on the wall was successfully removed. Senior looked down and saw a piece of white paper in the crack inside.

After checking the paper without any writing for a moment and confirming that it was what was handed to him, Senior began to pour magic power into it.