Little Powell was frightened and walked away in a cold sweat. Little Phils' eyes were fixed on his back, as if he could see through him at a glance, and there was no secret at all.
Standing on the steps of the Temple of the Goddess of Winter, Louis Fiers looked down at the busy subordinates and servants in front of him. He looked beyond the walls of the temple to the entire Banshee Castle, and even beyond the city wall, trying to see through the gloomy Northland.
The white-haired Bank walked out of the corner of the temple and quietly approached and asked: "Sir, do you really care so much about the little leader who made a fortune in the dark forest?"
"Do you know where he is?" Louis Firth asked.
"As long as we look for it, we will definitely find it. That guy has been under our noses for more than a month and left too many traces." Bank said slowly, "We didn't pay much attention to him before, but now he has threatened us.
It’s our turn.”
Little Phils did not take up the topic and asked again: "How is my father?"
"Your father's health is no longer good. He should go to the kingdom of the goddess within half a year." Bank said.
"Where are the other city lords in the North? Are they willing to obey me?" Little Phils asked again.
"There are always a few opponents of yours, but they don't have the strength to stop you from becoming the King of the North. As long as you declare the establishment of a principality, those ridiculous guys will only jump out and perform a few farces, so it's not difficult to deal with them."
In order to prove his judgment, Bank commented on the current situation of other cities in the North one by one. When talking about Cold Wind City, he specifically said: "Cronfield. Long Legs is useless. His son lacks the ability to control
Can’t live..."
Little Phils suddenly interrupted and said: "I'm not worried about Cold Wind City. The Long-Legs family will die if it dies. But I'm worried about the guy who made his fortune from the Black Forest. I'm worried that he will take over Cold Wind City first."
Old Bank also laughed, "Sir, you are not worried about tens of thousands of opponents, but you are worried about the leader of a village. I have also heard of that guy named Victor Hugo, but I don't
Think how strong he is."
Little Phils glanced at the gray-haired Bank and sighed in his heart, "The generation in my father's time is really old." He whispered: "The entire Northland has not changed for more than ten years.
, you and I both know this is a dead place.
I'm very familiar with the other city lords in the North, and I'm pretty sure they can't pull any tricks. But the Black Forest is a dead place among dead places. Shouldn't those who can rise up there be given more attention?
I have been collecting information about Victor Hugo recently. That guy has risen very quickly. I sent people to his Harmony Village and investigated the tricks he played in the Black Forest. All reports pointed out that his strength is far beyond
Stronger than imagined.
The most surprising thing is that while I was investigating him, he actually took the initiative to run to the Banshee Castle.
A month ago, my spies said that someone in the city was buying war supplies at high prices. At first I thought it was idiots from other cities who did it, but I soon found out that the people who did this were very rich. Even my greedy man
My uncle all does business with him.
I asked the wizard named Rom and found out that this sneaky guy was none other than Victor Hugo. He had secretly discovered his servant named Seth, but he could never be found.
I guess the master and servant are connected through some arcane method, which makes it difficult for us to trace them.
It wasn't until the Powell family suddenly ended, and the descendants of the evil insects didn't even have souls left. I was shocked to realize that this guy hiding behind was difficult to deal with. But this made me even more confused, what did Victor Hugo want to do?
"
Old wizard Bank couldn't answer this question, but he still said calmly: "It would be nice to capture him and ask him."
"Can you defeat Mon, the descendant of the evil insect, by yourself?" Little Phils asked back.
"It should be no problem. If we really take action, I will also gather half of the wizards to make it impossible to escape." Bank is quite confident about this. "Otherwise, we will not tolerate 'Meng' hiding in
We have been near Banshee Castle for so many years."
"You still think it's safer to have more people." Little Phils sneered at this: "But according to our investigation, Victor Hugo killed Mon with only two people. Your wizard group plans to
How many people will die trying to catch him?”
Bank was speechless. He thought he was stronger than Meng. But if there was a real fight, he would definitely bring a lot of people to help. And the wizards under him seemed to be very powerful, and they would fight for him desperately.
But it is absolutely impossible. If there is a fight, everyone will definitely be spared.
Like Zhou Qingfeng, he ran over with a halfling girl and defeated his opponent at the same time. This kind of thing is really not something ordinary people can do.
Seeing that Bank was speechless, Little Phils said calmly: "Rom of the Wizarding Group should know where Victor Hugo is? But that guy is unreliable and has been refusing to provide accurate information in order to make money. But it just happened.
This guy is somewhat useful, but I can't do anything about him.
There are even more people in the wizarding group who are protecting Rom, just because Rom can make them money. I have also been trying to find other ways to lock Victor Hugo's position and get rid of this scourge in one fell swoop. But I am not sure enough.
We can’t do it easily.”
These words made Bank feel ashamed. He was in charge of the wizarding group, but he could not control the thirty wizards in the group. The rule of the North was so loose. If there was a conflict of interest, everyone would consider themselves first.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't use people from your wizard group to investigate. Those guys have benefited from Victor Hugo. You can't use people from the original city guard. It's a waste of time and may even leak information.
That Powell just had a grudge against Victor Hugo, and there is no entanglement of interests. It would be more effective and more reliable to let him investigate. I also want an elite team that is completely under my control to form the Knights this time."
Little Phils gave a heavy fist, and Bank could feel that the new city owner who was about to take office was quite reform-minded. Once the good times lasted too long, the old powerful people would buy properties, lose their vigor and enterprising spirit, and need new ones.
The powerful came to take their place.
This process of a major blood change is even more dangerous than the battle for kingship in the North. Bank vaguely felt that Little Phils’s goal this time was not Victor Hugo at all. The new owner took over and used the opportunity to promote a group of obedient people.
The new rich and powerful are the real ones.
Bank has been in the Northland for decades. He accumulated enough in his early years and no longer looks down on the wealth in the Northland, so he appears to be more aloof. It is also his aloofness that allows him to gain the trust of generations of Phils family heads.
.
Looking at Louis Fiers' rigid poker face, the somewhat old Bank smiled bitterly in his heart and thought to himself: "The third generation head of the Fiers family, the one in front of me is the one with the deepest thoughts. Few people can figure out his intentions.
thought."
Sighing slightly, Bank nodded and said that he would make arrangements to mobilize some people with no entangled interests to track down the whereabouts of Victor Hugo. When he left the temple, he found little Powell and gave him an important task.
"You want me to track down the whereabouts of Victor Hugo?" Little Powell never thought that he would have to do this job. Just think about the day when Zhou Qingfeng 'transformed into a dragon' and sprayed the descendants of evil insects to death in one breath, he had no idea.
confidence.
"I just want you to investigate, not to deal with that evil spirit. You have to pay attention, there are many people in the city who are colluding with this guy, and they can no longer be trusted. You must find some people who have no interests to participate in this matter."
Master Banke was now Powell's benefactor. When he spoke, little Powell could not refuse. The latter listened carefully to the investigation of Victor Hugo and had no choice but to accept the job.
"Remember, whether you can gain more trust from His Excellency Louis Fiers depends on whether you can complete the task assigned by him. Tracking down Victor Hugo is the first task you take over. Don't mess it up.
Already."
With the serious tone and heavy pressure, little Powell's heart was racing. Every time he thought of Victor Hugo, he was either jealous or dejected because he had failed too many times.
Old Bank said in a deep voice: "Powell, you have no room to retreat... or you will die."