Chapter 593

Soon, as wisps of magic power poured into it, tadpole-like fonts began to appear on the white paper.

Senior quickly scanned the words, deciphering the information and intelligence contained in them, and then...

He regretted taking this thing out.

"Are you...are you kidding me?"

After reading it, Senior's hands were not only shaking just now, but now his whole body was shaking:

"The second prince? The eldest prince? The second prince wants to kill the eldest prince? Now the council is the lackey of the second prince? That means, what we are doing now is..."

Senior turned his head and looked at the intersection where the roads intersected.

"Assassinate the prince?"

After realizing how "thrilling" what he was doing at the moment was, Sydney suddenly felt a chill running directly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, like a drug addict who was high and started to dance crazily on his forehead.

But at this moment, what made his scalp numb was not only the truth of the incident, but also an order from over there.

"Stop... Haha, this is really a joke, right? Stop it? How do you want me to stop it?"

Looking at the last few words, Senior himself laughed out of anger.

Stop the other party's actions?

You don’t look at what configuration the other party has, and what configuration you have?

There are a total of ten elite magicians over there, and two of them are at the Brilliance level that exceeds his own!

And what about yourself? He is just an ordinary member of the Royal Magician Corps, and even after that, he has to add the word "precede".

Indeed, he has always regarded himself as an elite, and he graduated with honors when he was in the magic academy. But among those who can join the Royal Magician Corps, who is not the elite among the elite?

Prevent? Not to mention stopping it, as long as I do some tricks in the magic circle, is it possible to survive in the future?

Absolutely impossible.

There was no chance of escape.

After all, escaping is not a magician's strong point. How could he, with his fragile body, escape from being surrounded by ten elite magicians?

Therefore, the so-called stopping the other party's actions... is tantamount to letting him die directly.

"You want me to die with just a million-dollar annual salary, promotion materials, and a magical device that I don't know if I'm really going to give you? I've never even seen the face of the eldest prince, and you want me to save him? Come on? What a joke? Am I such a loyal person?"

Senior sneered:

"If I really want to make this choice, I might as well commit suicide. At least I will die happily. Otherwise, if I fall into the hands of those people as an undercover agent, I don't know what kind of torture I will suffer. Those guys in the council will not be merciful. "

Although he knows that if he disobeys the order, his undercover identity will definitely be exposed later, but for him, as long as he can survive now, it doesn't matter if he is exposed later.

At worst, I would find an opportunity to sneak away at that time, leave Belland or even the empire, and go to other places incognito. Anyway, as a magician, I am afraid that I will not be able to make money in the future?

It's just a little harder, but compared with his own life, which is more important, Senior can still carry it.

"To actually command a guy like me who would rebel just for a mere amount of money to do something that would lead to death. That Mr. Bruce's head doesn't seem to be that bright."

Senior muttered, turning the paper into crumbs.

The engraving of other people's array patterns has already begun. If they don't take action, they will definitely arouse suspicion. Senior temporarily dismissed those thoughts and returned his attention to the present.

He looked around and decided to start in the small courtyard where he was.

First is the advance casting of magic materials, then the planning of array patterns, and finally the magic...

"What are you doing?"

In the quiet night, a childish voice suddenly sounded.

Senior, who was focusing on what was in front of him, was horrified. The magic material in his hand was instantly scrapped due to the excessive infusion of magic power.

But he had no time to worry about the waste of precious materials. Instead, he stiffly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound with an expression of disbelief.

Not far away, in the window that was opened at some point, under the dim light in the distance, a little boy about six or seven years old was staring at Senior with a curious expression.

"you……"

Senior was stunned for a long time, then asked with difficulty:

"Why are you here?"

"Because this is my home."

The little boy blinked his big innocent eyes.

"I know this is your home, I mean, why are you still at home? Shouldn't you be..."

As if thinking of something, Senior suddenly spoke faster and asked:

"Child, where are your parents? Where are your parents? Didn't you get separated from them? Did you return home alone? If so, can I take you to find them? Go to your father. Mother……"

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

The little boy tilted his head and looked at this man whose movements and speech were strange with increasing confusion:

"My parents, they are all sleeping in the room!"

"Ah..." Senior's face instantly turned pale.

"I tell you, don't do anything bad. Today is my birthday. Not only my parents are here, but my uncles and aunts, and my grandparents, they are all here today!"

The little boy's eyes were filled with stars, and the excitement of the day still remained, so in this quiet night, he still couldn't fall asleep.

"Uncle, what are you doing in someone else's yard?"

"I..."

Senior lowered his head and looked at the partially engraved array patterns at his feet. His eyes were dazed. Those exquisite patterns seemed to suddenly burn, which hurt his eyes.

That bastard Cotton, what he said about evacuating civilians was a complete lie!

Is he crazy?

He didn't know that if ordinary people didn't evacuate, once this array was activated, the people of the entire block would die in it!

The population density of the following urban areas, an entire block, at least nearly four digits of residents!

Is his brain also...

Ah, right.

Senior reacted.

If the purpose is to kill the eldest prince, it is right not to evacuate civilians.

Because any abnormality beforehand may arouse the suspicion of the eldest prince, so everything must be done extremely covertly.

Even if the price of hiding is...

"Uncle!"

Senior woke up from his contemplation again. He saw that the little boy had taken out a wooden dagger from somewhere and was staring at him with a vigilant look:

"You don't answer me, you are not a bad person! Dad said that those who don't go home at night and hang around outside are all bad people!"

"I... I'm not a bad person."

"Then you are a thief and want to steal things from my house?"

"I can't steal things either..."

"Then what do you want to do?"

The little boy waved the wooden sword in his hand, and seemed to be immersed in some kind of game of hero role-playing.

"If you don't answer me, I won't let you go!"

"I..."

Senior stared at the innocent and immature boy. Under the enhancement of magic, he heard the mumbling in the boy's sleep from the room behind him.

There are many such mumblings in this neighborhood.

A lot.

"I'm here to celebrate your birthday, kid." After a moment of silence, Senior suddenly said.

"Eh? Celebrating birthday?"

"Yes."

Senior raised his hand, and under the precise control of magic, the expensive magic materials gathered in Senior's hand and finally turned into a bunch of exquisite flowers.

Senior handed the little boy the silver flowers he had never seen before.

"Happy birthday, kid."

The little boy blinked and took the bouquet with great joy.

He didn't expect that he could get such a surprise on such a night.

"Thank you, big brother, you are such a good person!"

"You guy, you called me uncle before, but now you call me big brother?" Senior cursed in a low voice.

"Children nowadays, be careful not to become as snobbish as me in the future."

"But, good people..."

Senior slowly lowered his head and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying:

"Yeah, I didn't expect that I was actually a hopelessly stupid... good person."

142, Undercover

"Finally... done."

The hidden magic patterns wandered under the soil and rocks, and the smelted magic materials were accurately anchored in the key areas. The powerful magic power like an undercurrent could be felt surging under the feet, but it was tightly sealed by another layer of precise magic array patterns, turning into a calm lake that would not alert anyone.

Under the joint arrangement of eleven Royal Magicians, everything was perfect like a work of art.

Such a work of art, even the so-called prince could completely wipe it out from the world.

"Great, great."

Cotton leaned over and touched the exquisite and profound magic arrays with excitement, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was full again and almost overflowing.

After lurking for so long, waiting for so long, and pretending for so long, this opportunity finally...finally fell in front of him.

He has been stagnant in his current position for too long, so long that he is completely tired of dealing with those old men above him, tired of leading those fools below him, and now, he can finally take another step forward, no...if he makes such a great contribution, he may even have the opportunity to reach a higher position!

Yes, the Council of the Village promised him so much, resources, status, and reputation, these are all promised things, so as long as he completes this matter and becomes the biggest contributor to the Second Prince's ascension to the throne, then whether it is a higher level of magic...

or the position of the division commander that was once unattainable...

it is no longer a dream of extravagance.

"Very good, very good, very good! I promise you that after completing this matter, you will get everything you want, this is the promise of the Council of the Village!"

Cotton announced loudly to the participants.

Everyone also cheered, even if they arranged such a huge formation, they still had fatigue on their faces that could not be concealed.

Cotton nodded in satisfaction, his eyes swept over everyone's face. He knew that after tonight, these people would be his most trusted team.

However...

Cotton raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing someone.

"Senior."

"... Here."

"You seem to be worried about something, is everything okay?"

"No... nothing."

Senior forced a smile: "I'm just a little tired, I've consumed too much magic power."

"Your magic power is already exhausted after setting up these things. You need to practice more." Vice Captain Nell sneered at the side, and his fierce eyes looked like he was going to teach Senior a lesson.

"..." Senior, who still had a shadow in his heart, twitched his cheeks and quickly shrank his neck.

"Okay, you don't have to be so strict tonight." Cotton stopped Nell and smiled, "You too, take a break now and recover your magic power."