Just when Lawrence thought he had found a good place where he could take a good rest for a while, on the other side of the city, a young man in gorgeous clothes stood in a study room decorated with imported velvet carpets from China, with a smile on his face.
He walked around nervously on the carpet in front of his desk.
Just when he walked from the door to the desk again, there were two short and three long knocks on the door. After hearing such knocks, the young man immediately rushed to the door and opened the thick mahogany heart.
Wooden gate.
"Salute to you, Your Highness." After the door opened, a middle-aged man with messy greasy hair walked in. However, when he was about to bow and salute, he was stopped by the eager-looking young His Highness.
"Now is not the time to salute." The young man made a gesture to signal the middle-aged man at the door to come in. Then he looked around outside the door and closed the wooden door of the study after finding no one.
"How are you preparing for the magic ritual in the basement?" The young His Highness asked eagerly after confirming that he was the only two people in the room, "Can it start now?"
"I'm sorry, Your Highness." The middle-aged man lowered his head suddenly and said, "Everything else has been prepared, and the ceremony can start at any time. But now because the key casting medium is not in place, I think we can only
The next best thing is to use your blood. In fact, using your blood will not cause any harm to you, but after casting the spell, more materials are needed to make up for the lack of accuracy in casting the spell——"
"Let's talk about this later." The young man who looked like a superior waved his hand violently to interrupt the middle-aged man's suggestion. "For me, losing 600ml of blood will not affect my body, but you should know
The difficulty of casting a spell on that person's son is completely different from that of casting a spell on that person himself. Once he is listed as a target, the magic ritual we prepared before will be discovered by the other party before it takes effect."
"I think we can use the peripheral organizations we control." The somewhat slovenly middle-aged man put forward his own point of view. "Using peripheral organizations can buy us enough time, even if it costs a lot, but
Once the spell is cast successfully, we can skip almost all the intermediate steps and directly achieve the final victory."
"You are thinking too simply. This is not the same thing as seizing a factory owner's factory. That person now has much more power than us." The young man raised his right index finger and shook it gently.
, and at the same time, there was an expression on his face that said I understand everything, but he didn't see a trace of disdain in the eyes of the middle-aged man who was bending down respectfully in front of him at this moment.
Maybe it's because the two of them have discussed this topic many times, so the young man feels that he should explain his thoughts clearly to his subordinates at this time, so as to avoid being thought by his subordinates that he is a weak person. Let alone this subordinate.
They are not his real subordinates, but people sent by his collaborators to contact him.
"It's not because I'm too timid to do it, Mr. Baelish." The young man took a deep breath to calm down his excitement, and then explained in what he thought was the most patient tone.
"That person not only controls his own powerful power, but can also mobilize most of the power in this land. We can only do something in the dark with the little strength we have. Once exposed,
It shouldn't take more than a week for the enemy to destroy us."
"Your Highness, you are too cautious." The middle-aged man shook his head, but he also knew that the power involved in this important matter is not small, and it can even be said that the power in that person's hands is as much as that of that person.
The only problem is that these forces are scattered in the hands of countless people, so mobilizing them is much more troublesome than imagined, and it is also prone to various mistakes.
It's just that the more people you contact, the stronger your strength, and the more difficult it is to hide it. This is why this middle-aged man named Baelish keeps asking for action: because of the people gathered together.
Once the number increases, the difficulty of keeping it secret will increase exponentially. For example, just keeping it secret now is enough to make people anxious. He feels that his secret may be discovered at any time.
"Prudent? I feel that not only are we not cautious, but we also don't take the imagined things to heart." Baelish's words not only had no effect, but also aroused the anger of the young people. "It was our plan to control key figures.
The most important part of the process, actually happened one after another. So much so that the churches and tribunals directly focused their attention."
"That was just an accident, Your Highness." Baelish defended. "The limit period of that spell is not the same for everyone, and at the same time, the people we used magic on those two people are also different. They died one after another within a certain period of time.
Unexpected. Not to mention that even after the person being controlled dies, the traces of the magic used for control are difficult to find. Who knew that Master Yoda, who is proficient in soul magic, would suddenly run to attend the banquet of the nobles. As a result,
There was something wrong with the inspection.”
"But fortunately, just to be on the safe side, your grandfather kept his two sons under our control and destroyed the evidence before the earl was killed. He originally thought that they would be released after the situation calmed down, but who could have thought of what happened next?
The baron's death sparked a complete investigation into the matter."
"So much so that we have to kill them to avoid being traced to ourselves by those guys with noses sharper than dogs. You must know that the two sons of the count are usually closer to you. Once they are discovered, they will have the same
If there are signs of manipulation, your secret will definitely not be kept. After all, you have never been liked by that person..."
"Shut up!" Baelish's words seemed to have touched the young man's sore spot. He yelled at the middle-aged man in front of him, "These are all the reasons why you have made mistakes in your plan. Don't look for all kinds of mistakes."
Excuse. I think you should have thought about what to do if something goes wrong in advance——"
Just when the young man was venting his inner anger, the door was knocked again. But this time it was a very panicked knock.
"I said, when I was talking, I didn't allow -" The young man immediately stopped his angry reprimand, walked to the door in three steps, opened it in two steps, and shouted loudly at the same time. It's just that this is the door.
A white-haired butler in a tuxedo handed him a note directly.
"Master, this was just delivered by Lieutenant Boer himself." The steward's words made the young man immediately stop cursing and took the note, and then motioned to the steward to leave.
After closing the door and opening the note, the young man's face immediately became very ugly. Then he held the note and waved it in front of the middle-aged man. "Tell me, why did you hide it from me and mobilize people to kill Ogu?"
The adopted son of the Ste family."
"This is the second time." Baelish told a fact that the young man didn't know before. "I sent people to the New World to hunt down once before, but they failed in the end."
"You -" the young man pointed at Baelish's nose tremblingly, and it took him a long time to ask. "Why do you do this?"
"Because he is probably the illegitimate son of the August family, and he just obtained the inheritance rights in the name of his adopted son." The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Don't forget August.
The first head of the family was the illegitimate son of the emperor and a half-elf warlock with unicorn blood. And the news we got is that this so-called adopted son was also a warlock, and he probably also had unicorn blood, which happened to be