Not long after moving in, Old Bank made many divinations about the current situation. The prophecy wizard mastered many small tricks, and could predict them through cards, dice, starry sky, etc.

Of course, the predictions are often vague. Old Bank has thirty or forty years of experience in interpreting vague information. But today, no matter how he divinates, there is no information.

None of the good or bad.

Things like never before.

It seems that some unknown existence forced the future to wash away.

Old Bank put away the divination cards at hand, and the door was knocked. Zhou Qingfeng came in from outside and followed Adrian behind him. He quickly stood up and asked about his purpose.

"Lord, do you need me to do something?"

Zhou Qingfeng nodded, grabbed a chair in the room and sat down, "Hisser Bank, I have a task that needs your assistance."

Old Bank listened quietly.

"I'm going to kill Pheles. His long legs."

Zhou Qingfeng stared at Old Bank's eyes, released his mental power and the air solidified. Adrian stood behind him, seemingly casual, but in fact he was on guard.

Old Bank's eyelids twitched, and his old face showed a little surprised. He sat in a simple house like a rotten wood, blending with the black and gray world.

His eyes rolled, and Old Bank sighed and said, "His Excellency Hugo, you learned so quickly.

They should be so ruthless and fierce to the devastated nobles. Only by completely cutting off the retreat and exerting pressure and fear at all times can they surrender like dogs.

You quickly pulled me to the vicinity of the Banshee Castle for a day, and then ordered me to deal with my nephew. This idea is really wonderful!”

This was both self-deprecating and ridiculing, and even more bitter. But Zhou Qingfeng was unmoved when he sat down. Instead, a half-length wanderer flashed out of the door, and he made a move to wipe his neck at Old Bank.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the door, and the half-ling had already dodged. He looked at Old Bank again, "Do you know why that half-ling hates you so much, or even hates you?"

Old Bank shook his head, "I don't know, the long-legged family offended too many people in Hanfeng City. We didn't care about such little people in the past."

Adrian whispered behind him, "That halfling was not a mute. He liked to dance and sing in the market, and liked to make friends everywhere, and lived a very happy life.

But one day he made friends with a long-legged master unsuspectedly. In order to have fun, the noble master melted a gold coin and poured it into his throat. From then on, he could no longer speak."

The half-length wanderer poked half of his head out from the door, and Old Bank looked at him, reaping full of hatred. But he had no guilt for this.

"This kind of thing happens very often, and it happens every moment. Weakness is an original sin, and there are too many people who suffer and die."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled instead, "What about now?" He repeated, "I'm going to kill Pheles. I'm long legs. Are you willing to help?"

Weakness is an original sin. The weak are even wrong in breathing. No one cares or pity them. They are like chickens, ducks, cows and sheep, being disposed of by the superiors at will.

Old Bank was silent for a long time. Before he defected, he thought that Hugo might greet him with great courtesy. He has the ability and background, so he should be easily promoted.

If Victor Hugo is driven back to the Black Forest, he will inevitably rely more on the old Bank with a wide range of connections in the dilemma.

This is a strategy of "attacking and defending when advancing". Old Bank can join forces with Pheles outside the Black Forest, travel around the various forces in the north, get along well with each other, and then revive the family.

but......

Old Bank raised his head and stared at the young lord in front of him. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "You are going to cut off my back."

The nobles in the Northland call you "The Monster of the Black Forest". This is really a nickname. I just proposed to attack the Halton family, and you attacked me in a blink of an eye.

I have read the deeds of kings of all generations and have seen countless conspiracies and cunning. You have the potential to become a wise king of a generation. When it is time to take a ruthless move, you really don’t hesitate.”

Zhou Qingfeng laughed and said happily: "I look forward to them calling me the 'unexplained human-eating devil king' one day. This nickname sounds more exciting."

After speaking, Zhou Qingfeng stood up and walked out of the house without stopping.

The half-length man outside the house was holding a light crossbow and staring at Old Bank with fierce eyes.

Adrian did not leave, but instead drew a short sword. "I heard that the prophecy wizards are hard to kill, so I want to try it today."

Just by breathing, Old Bank heard people around the room he was staying in.

There were at least two strong orcs standing behind the wooden walls of the room, and there was a half-elf archer on the roof.

Mahan, holding the tower shield, should be outside the door. The necromancer Mondino was lying in ambush, but the ghost he summoned was already wandering in the room.

Zhou Qingfeng stepped out of the room with one foot, and he just needed to lift his other foot...

"Wait, Lord Hugo. I did not refuse your request."

Old Bank raised his voice and called out to Lord Lord, "Just with your ruthlessness, the winning rate of the Buche family must be reduced by 10%."

"You talk so much nonsense, I thought you had refused." Zhou Qingfeng laughed, "The winning rate? If you drop 10% or 10%, you will still feel that my enemy has a big chance of winning."

"This is already overestimating your strength." Old Bank stood up, he stopped talking nonsense, "Fels didn't trust the Buche family very much. He did not live in Banshee Castle, but was in a manor outside the city.

The defense of that manor was set by me, and all the magic warnings were set by me. I knew where the weaknesses of the manor were, and it also had an influence on many people in the family.

I can only say that my nephew's life is not good, and he will not only betray him, but also always face betrayal. But this is a blessing for you. With me here, you will be much easier to get rid of Pheles."

Inside and outside the room, everyone was stunned. Everyone cursed in their hearts - this old dog is so thick-skinned and changes his face very quickly. He turns freely and has no stagnation. He is worthy of being an old nobleman.

Zhou Qingfeng was also surprised. He looked back and called out, "Sophia, come and chat with Old Bank and ask about Pheles' long-legged location information. We will visit him tonight."

The charm of the book emerged from mid-air, indicating that one would comply with the order.

Old Bank was surprised again, "Heronor Hugo, you don't need to distrust me so much. I can definitely get rid of Pheles with you."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "It won't take many people to kill Fels. Besides, letting blood relatives kill each other face to face, how bad is it. I have another task to you.

Bishop and his thousands of men just took down the town of Typhoon. He will face off against the remnants of the Lehman and Minos family tomorrow. I don't want him to win too easily.

You and Adrian went to burn the logistics supply of these thousands of people. If the Baron's men learned that they had no food to eat, their expressions would be very wonderful."

Old Bank's mouth wide open, as if he could spit out a toad. He didn't expect that Zhou Qingfeng was so brave that he had just a few more than 40 people sneaked into the Banshee Castle and even divided his troops into two groups.

Go to kill Pheles, long legs, and burn Bishop's logistics all the way.
Chapter completed!