Count of Wizards

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"Mr. Robery, you are using Fabio alchemy and refining S oil from the corpse of a wizard. The Earth God Sect has already noticed it. The Earth God Sect has specially transferred a master from the church in North Werna. Matthew Smee, I’m here to investigate you, and I hope Mr. Robelli, you can be prepared, and if you need it, we are willing to help you!"

After saying that Isabella didn’t have any hesitation, she pushed open the door and walked out of the Arshavin optical shop belonging to Robelli. He heard Isabella’s words, although before Isabella left, Robery could still maintain a calm look on his face, but after Isabella left, Robery was unable to control the expression on his face, whispered in disbelief: "Isabella·· ···How would she know·········"

After warning Robelli, Isabella, who walked out of the Arshavin optical shop, sat in, and parked on Zanetti Street. A quaint black carriage, at this time, left the gray-robed old man with Arshavin’s eyes in the carriage first. Adolf, waiting for Isabella's return, as Isabella seated in the carriage, the horseman driving the carriage lightly raised his whip, and drove the carriage towards the Corresia Manor in the outskirts of Frosinone.

"Miss Isabella, do you really believe that the old fellow Roberti would care about his grandson Kellerman?" The carriage drove out of Zanetti Avenue, and Adolf with closed eyes suddenly opened his mouth to Isabella. Ra asked:

Faced with Adolf’s question, Isabella said without hesitation: "Don’t believe it! Foster, the old ghost of the Blood Wing Cult, wanted Robery to use it for him, but he was a family of four with Robelli’s son, daughter-in-law, wife, and granddaughter. People threatened. Robbery, an old thing, was unmoved and watched them be killed by Foster. Now he is just a little grandson Kellerman. How could Robbery be threatened by us because of him? "

"I just tried Robbery with Kellerman just now. Although Robbery had a fierce reaction, he seemed to be angry because I threatened him with Kellerman, but in fact, this old thing is just Just acting with me, he may need to care about Kellerman, but he will never be swayed by us because of Kellerman!"

Seeing that Isabella was not confused by Robelli’s "acting skills", Adolf opened his eyes, looked at Isabella and nodded with satisfaction, and said: "You did a better job than I expected. Sabella, you beat today, Robelli should have been honest for a while!"

Hearing what Adolf said, Isabella said in a cold voice in her eyes: "This old thing, Robelli, is really doing everything in order to break through and delay life. He even wants to make Fabio. The corpse technique is used to refine the s oil, and then the s oil is used to make him a rumored corpse witch. He is not afraid of the corpse gas entering his brain and causing him to lose control directly? He thinks that he can use a little blind technique to cover it up and let us. I thought he was making an iron armor corpse, but I don’t know that this little trick of him was already seen through by Teacher Adolf!"

"It doesn’t matter if Robery uses someone else’s corpse. Since he dared to hit our secret agency, now our deal with the Hummels family still needs Robery’s work in the Odin Empire. Supported by the intelligence network, when the Hummel family channel is opened, Robery will be worthless. Then I will calculate the old and new accounts with him!" Isabella said with a murderous expression in her beautiful eyes:

As soon as Isabella’s voice fell, Isabella suddenly seemed to sense something and frowned slightly. Then, in front of Adolf, she took out a token from the space ring, and her white finger touched the token lightly. A hoarse male voice came from the card: "Miss Isabella, we gave Vidigal Cavani the Wanchong Pill, and Vidigal Cavani couldn’t hold the Wanchong Pill. It works, I am finally willing to confess!"

Hearing the news from the token, Isabella's pretty face suddenly showed a touch of joy. She just passed the token and immediately instructed there: "Marat, you control Vidigal for the time being. Cavani, teacher Adolf and I will rush back, before we rush back to Marat, don’t let Vidigal Cavani say anything!"

"Understood!" The man called Marat on the token side said affirmatively with his hoarse voice:

After finishing the call with Marat, Isabella immediately said to the groom outside the carriage: "I won't go back to the Corresia Manor, go to Gretzka Club!"

"Yes!" Hearing Isabella's order, the coachman driving the carriage, while steering the carriage proficiently, answered respectfully:

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"Manager Aveiroa, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow, the manager! I will hand you the sales report for this month tomorrow morning!"

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Frosinone, 75 Olonia Avenue, in front of the head office of the Ferguson Minerals Distribution Company, amid the respectful farewells of a group of company employees, one of them dressed in formal attire, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, carrying A briefcase with a ugly appearance and a slightly fat figure, but a very tall middle-aged man on the waist, waved his hand to say goodbye to everyone, and then got into the spacious carriage under everyone's eyes.

When this middle-aged man ~www.readwn.com~ sat down in the carriage, the coachman raised his whip and drove the carriage away from Olonia Avenue. Although compared to the dirt roads in the suburbs and towns, Flossy The roads in the downtown area of ​​Nonet are already very flat, but unfortunately, even if the carriage rides on it, there can still be noticeable bumps.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Aveiroa, who was already a little tired, clearly showed a little impatience on his face, but perhaps he knew that even if he got angry, the road conditions in the inner city of Frosin could not be changed, so he He just took off the gold-rimmed glasses he was wearing, then put his eyes back in the glasses case and put them in his briefcase.

Putting on the glasses, Aveiroa rubbed his temples for a while to relieve some fatigue, and then he took out a pack of Frosinone’s very popular glorious brand cigarettes and a very exquisite workmanship from the pocket of his jacket. Make a lighter.

Smoking out a cigarette, Aveiroa held it in his mouth, then leaned in on the lighter, pressed it gently, and with a "Da!" an orange flame burst out of the lighter and lit the cigarette.

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