At the same time, at Sherwood Manor in the north of the city, after Yves Cardiff hung up the phone, he stood in front of the window sill with his brows furrowed and fell into deep thought.
He quickly woke up and made a call: "Clive, contact Rashal and ask him what's going on? That lucky Andrei, why did he show up at Serek's house? And what's more?
, that Andre, didn’t his men bring him there?”
"YES, it doesn't look like there's a war. There's no movement at all on Eucalyptus Street. I'm not far from there and can even see it. The situation is very strange, so I asked you to contact them."
Then Yves Cadiz made a second phone call: "Kasha, don't sleep. From now on, the war has begun. That little guy, he has declared war on me - it is very arrogant and absurd, but
He has already eliminated Antonio, hasn't he? So now, mobilize all the people we can mobilize. EMM~ I will apply for authorization from the Magic Tower Committee, it is easy."
"Principles? There are no principles. In addition to not hurting the rising fighting star that everyone is looking for, there are no people on the other side that cannot be touched. Just stuff them into the trash can. Shit, do you only care about money?
Tell your men that I have prepared war funds."
Just when Mr. Cardiff was about to make the third call, his mobile phone rang again.
"Clive?" There was a puzzled look in Yves Cadiz's eyes: "Is there any result?"
"Things are not going well, Chairman."
On the phone, Clive, the chief information officer of Cadiz Company, spoke in a difficult voice: "'Dark Snake' Macon, 'Poison Sword' Rashal, and the Fox Hunting Mercenary Group, I can't contact them.
Arrive. I have tried all kinds of methods, including BOSS, mobile phones, and secret sound magic disks, but I can't get in touch with him."
Kadivin finally had a bad premonition, and a cold air surged from the soles of his feet and went straight to the top of his head.
"What about Natasha, the 'Sand Demon Spear'?"
"I called her number, but Natasha didn't answer."
Clive smiled bitterly: "But this man will not carry tools like a mobile phone when he is acting. It is difficult to determine what the situation is now. I have asked an extrajudicial Druid to investigate the situation.
Yes! It’s Crow, a thirteenth-level druid. His animal companion is a golden-crowned thunder eagle, but this will take some time—"
"Find out the situation as soon as possible, especially Macon and Rashal. I need to determine their status as soon as possible."
Kadivin frowned, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
He didn't care much about Natasha, the 'Sand Demon Spear', as she was just a temporary mercenary hired by him. But the 'Dark Snake' and the 'Poison Sword' were the mainstay of the Cadiv Group's military force.
At this moment, Kadivin suddenly felt something. He looked up and saw a huge thunder eagle with a golden crest falling rapidly from the sky.
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At this time, in another palace-like manor less than a kilometer away, Randall Wildenstein put down the microphone with the same solemn expression.
Then he walked up to the second floor without hesitation and knocked on Margaret Wildenstein's door.
"Mother, we may have underestimated my cousin."
"Yeah?"
Margaret raised her eyebrows lightly and sat down on the seat in the reception room: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
"Yves Cardiff, you should know him? The master of the Cardiff Group. The people who are preparing to ambush Andre's private army will most likely be wiped out on Eucalyptus Street tonight."
Randall tried his best to speak in a calm tone: "Including three level 17 combatants, and a medium-sized mercenary group with an A-level evaluation. There was no sound at all during the whole process, and there was not even an obvious demonic wave.
"
Margaret's body, which had been lying backwards, suddenly straightened up. Then she frowned and asked, "What about the process? How did they do it? Randall, don't tell me you didn't send someone to observe?"
"Of course, I have arranged a level 15 mana hunter and a level 14 druid here, but unfortunately, they lost contact tonight. I suspect they may have died -
—”
Randall's eyes flashed, which meant that his mood was not calm.
"Obviously, they have very strong investigative capabilities."
"You also have enough power to kill Eamon Bertram of the Iron Thorn, right?"
Margaret was a little lost: "At least we have gained something and found out some of his roots."
"I think he has at least five level 17s in his hands! Although I don't know where he recruited so many top experts, but without this strength, it would be difficult to deal with those three level 17s silently.
In addition, they may also have a treasure that can suppress the demonic tide. The holy sword 'Demos' in the hand of Danian Stracey has this function, but this is not enough."
Randall speculated: "Mother, your judgment is obviously wrong. I think his wings are full enough now."
Margaret noticed a hint of worry in Randall's eyes: "My child, are you worried? Are you leaving traces and are you worried that your cousin will find out?"
"It didn't leave any obvious flaws. It was just that at the charity reception held by Star Flag Bank last week, I had a casual chat with Cadywin and mentioned the electrical appliance retail industry."
Randall pinched his eyebrows with his fingers: "Although that guy has become a little confused in recent years, he was still a very smart person in the past. I think that guy should know that I am provoking. To be honest, I don't know now
Optimistic about his war with Andre. Kadivin may have more money, but most of it is fixed assets. Kadivin Group does not have much influence in the magic world, and not many outsiders are willing to do it.
He serves."
"So Cadivhan is destined to lose? You are worried that he will recruit you. But as long as you don't say anything too extreme, then don't worry too much. I think someone will warn him about what should be said and what should not be said.
What needs to be said.”
Margaret smiled easily, she was still very confident in her eldest son.
"It's your cousin, he really surprised me."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a bit of coldness: "Continue to pay attention, I want to know all his current assets and sources of funds, as well as the strong men under him, who they are and why.
Join his army. Pay special attention to the one——"
"That old man?"
Randall thoughtfully said: "Do you still think that Andre is able to have the power he has now because he is behind the scenes? But if the old man really does anything, he should not be able to hide it from the Presbyterian Council, especially Valeria.
Mountain Villa.”
"There are no absolutes, Randall."
Margaret got up and went to the wine cabinet and poured herself a bottle of red wine: "There's no harm in keeping a close eye on it. Besides, I'll find a way to reveal this matter to you two - forget it! If this war
At first, they will pay attention. If you do too much, your intentions will be seen, and it is not appropriate to interfere anymore. Next, let us see what happens."