The most shameless alchemist in history

Unless someone of Spectre's caliber personally goes to pursue her, the other low-level minions alone cannot defeat Karen.

However, many skilled individuals, including Spectre, would not pursue Karen, because Stormstorm City was in a critical period. Jester was in a precarious situation, and Dure had only been in Stormstorm City for a day, yet he had already been targeted by two assassination attempts.

Moreover, judging from Jester's condition, he himself was also shot.

Of course, the biggest gain for Dure was the intelligence that Karen sent him!

"Lord Durei..." Just as Durei was sitting in the conference room, pondering how to proceed with the next step, someone walked in.

Besides him, there was only one other person in the room, Mila.

Mira wore a snow-white long dress, her skin even whiter than the dress.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Du Lei snapped out of his daze and looked at her.

"Did I... disturb Lord Durrell?" Mira asked softly.

"It's okay, what's wrong?" Du Lei shook his head.

"I...I'll just stay here, okay? I won't say anything, I'll just stay here quietly..." Mira said, her head down.

"Are you... afraid of thunder?" Du Lei asked in surprise as he saw the flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder outside the window.

“A little bit…” Mila answered softly.

“You don’t need to stay here.” Dure shook his head.

"Oh? Did I disturb you, Lord Dure? Well then, I'll take care of it..." Mira lowered her head and turned to leave the room.

"Let's go, it's about time we got some rest. If I'm not mistaken, something big must have happened tomorrow. We need to rest and be well-rested so we can solve those problems tomorrow," Du Lei said, rubbing his head.

"Then I'll go next door so as not to disturb Lord Dure's rest."

"Why go next door?" Du Lei asked rhetorically.

"Huh? What?" Mira didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

"Let's go, it's time to rest." Du Lei stepped forward, hugged her tightly, and walked out of the conference room.

This made Mira's heart suddenly skip a beat, which startled her.

There were some more surprises.

The rain was pouring down outside, and the thunder was still booming, but she wasn't afraid at all at this moment.

For Dure, it was a very peaceful night.

Even though it was a raging storm outside, he slept soundly. Although there were many secret agents watching him, he wasn't worried at all.

Jester had no reason to harm him, and Jester's men had, in a sense, become his bodyguards.

The next morning, Dure got up early, and Mira straightened his clothes.

"Lord Dure, are you going out on business today?" Mira asked in a low voice.

"Yes, something very important is happening today." Du Lei nodded slightly.

"Then... I will wait here for Lord Dure's return."

"Do not."

"what?"

"It's no longer safe here. Come with me."

"But...won't I cause you trouble, Lord Dure?" she asked softly.

"No, just come with me."

"it is good……"

As Du Lei pushed open the door to the room, sunlight streamed in.

After a night of torrential rain and strong winds, Storm City finally saw clear skies.

This is actually quite an achievement for this city.

There were already people waiting outside the door early on.

"Lord Dure, breakfast is ready for you." A butler in a tailcoat was waiting for him.

However, it wasn't Sandro, but a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.

"What's your name?"

"Wutong".

"Wutong? Okay." Du Lei nodded, and led the way to the restaurant by the butler named Wutong.

Breakfast was plentiful, but Duré didn't eat much, and Mila only had a small bite.

Only after Du Lei's repeated persuasion did she eat a little more.

"Lord Du Lei, have you finished your meal?" Wu Tong asked, remaining by his side the whole time.

Dure remembered seeing Wutong at the mansion before, but he was with Jester.

"That's about enough."

“Then please follow me, Lord Dure. Lord Jester is waiting for you,” Wutong said, bowing.

"Understood, let's go."

“Then Madam…” Wutong looked at Mila beside her.

"Ah? Madam?" Mira was very surprised by this address, and a look of panic appeared on her face.

"Is there a problem with her coming with me?" Du Lei asked softly.

“No problem at all! Please follow me.” Wutong led the way.

Mira originally thought that Du Lei would correct Wu Tong's wording, but to her surprise, he responded calmly.

This made Mira a little nervous, and a blush rose to her face. She tightened her grip on Durei's sleeve and followed behind him.

There was a carriage waiting outside early in the morning, not the one from last night, and guards in brand-new uniforms were on guard on both sides of the carriage.

These guards were all carrying modern gunpowder guns, clearly the elite guards of Stormy City.

"Please get in the carriage," Wutong said, pointing to the carriage.

Dure and Mira boarded the carriage, which soon started moving slowly towards the Duke's mansion.

"Lord Dure..." There were only Mira and Dure in the carriage, and she hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Du Lei asked.

"I have a feeling... this isn't quite real..." she said softly.

"Not quite real? What's not real about it?" Du Lei countered.

“I am just an insignificant dancer, but now I can sit next to you, Lord Dure. This feeling is so unreal, it’s like I’m dreaming.”

"Since it's a dream, let's make it last a little longer, and never wake up."

“Hmm…” Mila nodded gently, and she tried to get closer to Dure.

The latter did not resist.

"Lord Dure, may I stay by your side forever?" she asked softly.

"of course can."

"Lord Du Lei."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call out to you. It feels so good to have you here." Mira basked in the morning light.

She never imagined that one day she would be able to bask in such sunshine.

She thought, "If only time could last a little longer."

The carriage soon came to a stop in front of the Duke's residence.

The Duke's mansion was heavily guarded. In fact, it wasn't just the Duke's mansion; Dure had noticed something on his way there.

That is, you can see a large number of troops gathering in Rainstorm City.

If they were only responsible for routine guard duties, that would be fine, but these guards are all carrying combat backpacks.

These backpacks typically contain essential dry food, drinking water, as well as medical gauze, scissors, and disinfectant, among other things.

No matter how you look at it, this is clearly preparation for an expedition, and the guards are all heading in one direction.

TRAIN STATION.

“Mr. Dure, you’ve arrived.” Ghost greeted him personally at the door.

There were several other people beside him, men, women, young and old, some handsome and dashing, others with sinister eyes.

None of them were wearing military uniforms, but Dure could tell that these people were all magic users, and all of them were king-level magic users.

This means that all the experts Jester could mobilize in the entire Stormstorm City have gathered here.

Moreover, dozens of high-ranking military officers stood on the other side, with the lowest rank being colonel.

Several generals were among them, talking in hushed tones.

In another instance, several officers were escorted and arrested, and their military caps were removed.

However, you can still tell from the shoulder insignia on their uniforms that they are of high rank.

Dure had gathered information about Stormy City long ago, and he recognized one of the officers as Bhutto.

Bhutto was the garrison commander of Stormy City, holding the rank of major general, and was undoubtedly a powerful figure.

However, Bhutto's identity is somewhat special. The special thing is that he was sent from the royal capital, which is Sky City.

He was parachuted to the ground, and his main task was to supervise Jester.

For a considerable period, Bhutto and Jestel lived in peace, but at this time Bhutto was arrested.

No one would dare treat Bhutto like that without Jester's instructions.

After all, Bhutto represents SkyCity, and arresting Bhutto would mean a complete break with SkyCity.

With the army now assembled, it goes without saying what Jester intends to do.