Extraordinary Puppeteer

Chapter 246 Old Brass

After Carlin finished speaking, a look of shock flashed in the eyes of the others, and Danetta and Leah felt lingering fear in their hearts.

They were actually so close to a legendary cultist. Fortunately, the other party did not dare to expose them at the critical moment of the ceremony, but this still made their hairs stand on end.

Immediately afterwards, Darnetta was taken aback for a moment, and at the same time as Eric, he turned his gaze to the light screen in the center of the round table.

At this time Elena and the two of them had arrived at the door of the apartment at No. 11 Squirrel Street.

When Eric was about to say goodbye to the two, Elena suddenly asked, "Are you a member of the Shadow Brigade?"

Eric's expression became very funny after hearing this, as if he had heard something funny.

"You're asking, I actually wish I was a member of the brigade, do you know how difficult it is for me to advance to the professional rank?

My career promotion ceremony requires a lot of black light stones to build a wizard tower, so I don't hesitate to give up the good development in the capital of steam and leave there for Yorkshire.

I found out that there is a Skaven engineer's workshop nearby, and there are a lot of black light stones inside.

Then I entered the ruins and almost died, and then it took another three months to build a simple wizard tower in the ruins to be able to advance to the professional level.

If I were a member of the brigade, would it be so difficult to delay until now to be promoted to the professional level? "

Elena shook her head listening to Eric's sad tone.

"Sorry, I just asked casually. I also believe that you are not a member of the brigade. I wish you a good night."

"It's okay, I'm used to being suspicious."

After speaking, Eric entered the apartment, while Elena and Danetta continued to walk to the headquarters of the sisterhood.

On the way, Danetta asked Elena, "You're still suspicious of him, aren't you?"

"It's just my intuition," Elena shook her head, and then asked her new girlfriend, "How much do you know about him?"

The village girl pondered for a while before saying: "I didn't stay with him for a long time, and it was less than a month with all the calculations.

At that time, I was his maid, and I worked hard to learn all kinds of knowledge he taught, and if nothing else happens, I will become his housekeeper in the future."

Speaking of this, Darnetta was also silent for a while, and Elena, who knew that there was an accident behind, sighed and said: "Sorry, I am very sorry about the things in your hometown."

The village girl and Miss One Ear stopped talking, and just walked in the streets of the lower city in silence.

And Karin in the banyan tree space was thinking about something.

"The legendary strongman from the Benin family who forcibly revived and came to Wayne City should be the "old brass" in Angela's divination proverbs, and Margaret from the spider of pain. How should I kill you two? ? '

While he was thinking in his mind, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening at the Secret Service branch located on the bank of the Lanyin River in the upper city, but the place was still brightly lit.

The guards in the corridor are full of vigor and stick to their posts, and the civilian staff and agents who shuttle back and forth between the rooms are still busy.

And Weisman, who found nothing after searching the manor, also returned here, and Charlotte beside him was still confused.

He lived in St. Wayne College before, but he couldn't go back after this happened, so he followed Weisman back to the Secret Service.

Charlotte's heart was empty, and Kahn's decisive expression was still haunting her mind.

Weisman looked at him and shook his head, but called an agent in the corridor and asked the agent to take Charlotte to choose a dormitory to live in temporarily.

And he came to a room, a trace of fear flashed across his face, but he quickly took a deep breath and summoned the courage to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Soon an old voice came from inside.
The room is about 300 square meters. It looks like a study room, and there are three doors on the other side of the wall leading to other rooms.

An old man was sitting behind a desk, holding a thick copy of "Oliver Twist" and reading with relish.

The old man was in his sixties with gray temples, full of a bookish atmosphere, he looked like a scholar, and he could vaguely see that he was very handsome when he was young, but he was no match for the wind and frost of the years.

Weisman walked quickly, and said tremblingly: "Master Marshall, I have failed your expectations, and the plan has failed."

Only then did Marshall put down the book in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Oh, tell me what happened."

Immediately afterwards, Weisman immediately told everything that happened at the banquet in full detail, completely from the perspective of a third party without any personal feelings.

After hearing this, Marshall sighed: "It seems that I have touched Kahn's bottom line. Forget it, there are two unrelated small characters on the left and right. It was Charlotte who suspected them that I decided to try it out. It's a pity. the child."

When mentioning Charlotte, Marshall only felt a little regret in his heart. After the relationship between Charlotte and the Ranger Society became stagnant, it was impossible to continue to use the other party's influence to find out news.

Marshall tapped his fingers on the desk rhythmically, and the whole person fell into deep thought, while Weisman, who was standing in front of the desk, dared not make a sound.

After a long time, the knocking sound stopped suddenly, and Weissman's heart immediately rose to his throat.

Only then did Marshall say, "It's none of your business here, go and call Charlotte, I have something to explain to him."

Weissman seemed to be pardoned, but he didn't show it on his face. He just walked out of the room respectfully and gently closed the door.

It wasn't until he closed the door and walked some distance in the corridor that he was relieved. Being with Marshall was especially stressful for him.

Because the opponent is a legendary powerhouse, and also the founder and first principal of the Royal Academy of Alchemy.

Although he looked gentle and elegant like a scholar with no airs, Weisman knew that the other party's mood was actually very unstable.

Spirituality also has a decadent quality. If you don't try your best to restrain yourself, it will easily cause serious pollution and erosion to the low-level transcendents around you.

This is a legendary strong man who will be buried in the ground in at most three months. When Weisman reported, he was afraid that Marshall would be furious. This situation scared him to death and he had no place to reason.

Weisman sighed again in his heart, hoping that the uncle would get what he wanted soon, so that he wouldn't have to be in fear all day long.

He, a mentor-level powerhouse, could be regarded as a respectable figure in the Old Continent, but now he feels very aggrieved.

Not being a legend is just an ant in the eyes of Marshall's legendary powerhouse after all, and the opponent's time limit is approaching, so he doesn't care about the bad influence it will cause in order to continue his life.

Even if he is killed casually, he will not be officially questioned, because the other party is considered to be one of the masters of this country.

Thinking of this, although Weissman didn't show it on his face, there was an evil fire in his heart.

'Why do I, a strong mentor-level man, live so aggrieved!

Unfortunately, I am not a legend seed, it is almost impossible to become a legend, it is time to plan for the future! '

While thinking this way, he also came to Charlotte's dormitory.

Five minutes later, Charlotte came to Marshall in a daze.

At this time, Charlotte's face was haggard, and her usual confident temperament had long since disappeared.

Marshall said indifferently, "Charlotte, do you want to catch Karin?"

(End of this chapter)