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"How...how did you know?"

"You don't need to know that."

Lyon said calmly.

He untied the silver necklace and saw a string of characters engraved on it.

"So that's how it is. You hid your family in this jewelry store, right?"

Beside her, Langley noticed the inscription on the necklace, paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask:

"Your Excellency, how did you figure out that this necklace is related to the hiding place of the Kreacher family? The text on it is just a regular trademark stamp, isn't it?"

Leon glanced at Langley, seeing the pure thirst for knowledge in her eyes, and said:

"I ask you, under what circumstances would a knight carry around a necklace that has no magical properties, yet is clearly exquisitely crafted, of high quality, and somewhat flashy?"

Langley frowned and said:

"Is it because his wife gave it to him? But what does that have to do with the jewelry store?"

“Jewelry shops are places frequented by the upper class of the capital. Kreacher is clearly just a newly promoted fourth-tier warrior, and he must have spent a lot of money on a house. Even if his wife is not romantic, she wouldn’t give him such a useless and expensive necklace. In other words, this item is most likely an identification item for the powerful group behind him.”

Lyon explained simply.

This explanation is actually somewhat far-fetched.

For example, if you really want to say something, it's understandable that his wife likes fancy things and enjoys using Creech's savings.

After all, even though he's a newly promoted fourth rank, he still has some savings after all these years.

Because of the previous accurate verifications, Leon finally explained that even if it was a bit far-fetched, as long as the result was correct, it didn't matter.

At first, he wasn't so sure, but it wasn't until he saw the chain that he realized who these people who were disrupting the Orpheus Project and taking the opportunity to 'accidentally injure' Macchiato were.

Silver Emblem Magic Illusion Troupe.

An adventurer group whose main purpose is to hunt down well-known adventurers.

It has more than ten members with strength of level six or above. The leader is a master swordsman who is also an assassin and a magic swordsman. He is a well-known owner of the Dark Epic and a super expert named Miguel.

The founder's goal was to accumulate enough dark works to ascend to the demigod realm.

The main members of the group played the roles of bosses in the later part of the first part, the middle part of the second part, the beginning of the third part, and the middle part of the fourth part. Because most of the characters have a high appearance, high combat power, and a highly recognizable evil style, they have won the title of the best villain team in "Sword, Magic and Holy Land" many times.

This is exactly the opposite of the Blood School, which has a bunch of bizarre characters.

Both groups have produced a number of well-known villains, which can be said to be present throughout the entire storyline.

However, he didn't expect that this group would interfere before the main plot even started.

This shows how much the plot changed before and after the monster uprising.

On the other side, after listening to Leon's explanation, which was somewhat clumsy compared to his previous accurate deductions, Langley did not doubt it too much.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes, her gaze towards Leon now filled with a hint of admiration:

"Your Excellency's insight is truly astounding. I never imagined that such a wise person as Your Excellency existed in the world."

Leon blinked. Why did Langley look at him strangely?

Surely I can't have managed to bewitch another married woman so quickly?

It must be an illusion, my apologies.

Leon ignored Langley and looked at Kreacher:

“Kreacher, tell me, which member of the Silver Badge Magic Phantom Troupe are you working for?”

Upon hearing this, Klee's face turned noticeably pale.

"No, Your Excellency, please don't mention that name! I'll tell you, I'll tell you now! Ugh..."

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

Immediately following, black smoke billowed from the skin, as if from an astonishingly hot flame.

"Ahhhh!"

He opened his mouth and cried out, and in the next instant, his entire body turned into a human-shaped charred lump and fell to the ground.

Even the second-tier silver full-body armor melted instantly, turning into molten silver that flowed across the ground, making a sizzling sound and emitting an unpleasant odor.

This scene stunned everyone.

When Kreacher first heard Leon reveal the specific name of the force behind the other side, his reaction was clearly problematic. Everyone showed expressions of excitement and relief, as if Lord Leon had actually been right.

Just how terrifying was he that he could tell there was something wrong with Klee after only a few glances?

Before they could even be surprised at how accurate Leon's judgment was, Kreacher suddenly burst into flames.

Has this triggered a curse spell?

The group immediately dodged to avoid being infected by the curse.

Leon and Machiru also dodged backward, but it was clear at this point that they couldn't save Kreacher.

To be honest, he didn't expect that Kreacher had been cursed with such a powerful spell.

However, since it was a curse spell, he quickly figured out who had cast the curse.

Judging from the situation, it must be Skooaro Serives, the only lizardman sorcerer in the Phantom Troupe who possesses cursing magic.

So, was he casting a spell remotely, or was it a pre-cast curse?

He said to Macchiato:

"Macchiato, have you found any traces of curse magic around here?"

Machiru shook her head: "No."

Lyon understood; that meant the curse had been cast beforehand. The person who did it was truly ruthless, treating even their own subordinates like disposable materials.

Langley and the others were still in shock.

Tennessee took a deep breath and asked:

"Your Excellency, are you saying that Kreacher has been cursed by the Silver Badge Magic Phantom Troupe?"

As a fifth-ranked individual, he was quite knowledgeable; upon hearing the title, he knew what had happened.

"Alright. Since the questioner has this problem, there's no need for me to ask any further questions. Give me the spoils, and remember to report this to your superiors after the battle."

Leon gave Macchiato a look, took the bear paws she brought, tapped them slightly, and then walked away.

The small swamp still holds eleven bears, but it's uncertain whether they've suffocated to death yet; they can only be harvested after the battle.

It's still a sum of money, after all.

Macchiato quickly followed, remembering Leon's instructions not to speak unless he asked.

After walking a few steps, Leon suddenly seemed to remember something, turned to look at Langley, and said:

"Knight Langley, remember our promise: come find me after the war."

Langley nodded emphatically, placed her hand on her chest, bowed slightly, and a hint of expectation appeared in her eyes:

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency, I will definitely arrive as promised!"

After walking a dozen or so steps, Maqilu asked casually:

"My dear and venerable master, what is the promise you made with Langley?"

"You forgot? She said she wanted to explain what happened last time. We should be able to get some other information from her."

"Then why did we only deal with one person? Didn't you say there were two suspicious people?"

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"Originally, I planned to take down both of them at once, but considering the situation at the time, I decided to give up for now and play the long game to catch the big fish."

Lyon explained with a smile.

"So who is the remaining suspect?"

"Didn't you notice? Macchiato, your observation skills are terrible."

"Hmph! I was just focused on casting the spell at the time!"

"Actually, that person spoke quite a few times."

"Speaking more? Could it be Langley?"

Maqi's eyes widened in shock:

"This woman, with her righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, is actually a member of the Silver Badge Magic Illusion Troupe?"

"What are you thinking? Langley joined the war later, so she's clearly not one of the two I mentioned at the beginning."

"Oh, right."

Maqilu patted her head, suddenly remembering some details, and exclaimed in realization:

"It's Tennessee, right?"

"That's right, it's him, Macchiato. Tell me, what's your basis for judgment?"

"Hmph, this is no problem for me!"

Machiru shook her head dramatically, then laughed:

"First, he talks the most, even more than Tukun! Second, he always seems a bit hypocritical. Although Tukun's language is vulgar, his respect for us is genuine, while Tennessee always seems to be putting on an act."

Leon exclaimed in surprise, "That's insightful. Anything else?"

Unexpectedly, Macchiato's observation skills are quite remarkable.

That makes sense, though. Besides possessing the terrifying physique of an artificial demon, her pair of demonic pupils also have unique effects.

One can enhance the power of divine magic, and the other can enhance accuracy and penetration; both are quite good configurations.

Of course, unlike Leon, she wasn't constantly observing and comparing; she needed proper guidance to discover anything.

When Machiru saw Leon's surprised expression, she felt a refreshing and invigorating sensation throughout her body, as if she were floating on air.

She puffed out her small chest and said:

"Also, Tennessee was clearly the least affected by the words 'Silver Badge Magic Phantom Troupe'! Although he seemed shocked, it was only an appearance. In contrast, Tukun and Langley, the other fifth-tier captain, were clearly more shocked and fearful."

"As expected of you, Macchiato, it seems I need to look at you in a new light."

Lyon's praise this time was far from perfunctory.

"Hmph, good that you know! In the future, if you encounter any problems, you can consult me. Considering that you are a decent master, I will mercifully teach you."

Machiru was overjoyed.

"That's good. Then after we leave the dungeon this time, you'll have to teach me alchemy magic properly."

"Alchemy? You really want to learn it?"

"Of course."

There was a moment of silence.

"What?"

"Leon asked."

"You...you don't have any other motives, like you did during the last training session?"

"What do you think, Macchiato?"

"Wouldn't this be a bad idea?"

Strangely enough, without Elizabeth by her side, Macchiato lost her boldness.

"Didn't you say that as long as I tell you how to interpret the sacred murals, you'll do anything I ask?"

Leon glanced at Macchiato's chubby baby face with her pouting lips; the girl was really interesting.

"Then, then, this..."

Macchiato stood there for a while, as if she were stuck in a rut.