Chapter 596

"Hmm?"

Senior was stunned and asked in astonishment:

"Isn't this called failure? You also saw that although Cotton was injured, he has not completely lost his combat effectiveness. The others are also fine. If they go to assassinate the eldest prince..."

"I have a trick."

"But isn't your trick to run away?"

"...You kid, have you become arrogant? Who said that there can only be one trick at the bottom of the box?"

Nell kicked Senior lightly and laughed:

"Don't worry, the trick I gave Cotton this time is extremely fierce. It is the ultimate trick that emphasizes breaking all laws with one force. Cotton can't resist it."

144. Face

"Actually... ran away?"

Feeling the space fluctuations in front of him that had not yet subsided, Cotton was still a little bit unbelievable.

That stern, old-fashioned, serious Nell who would rush to the front every time there was danger...actually chose to run away like this?

What a joke, is the Nell I have known for the past ten years all disguised by that bastard?

"Captain Cotton, the space fluctuations are still there, we should be able to locate the location where they escaped, do you want to chase them?"

"Chase? What are you chasing?"

Cotton glared at the stupid subordinate fiercely: "Don't forget what we are here for! It's okay if he escapes. I know the strength of that bastard best. If he really fights hard, even if he can't win, we will at least lose some of our manpower here, which will be harmful to our plan! That guy might just pretend to be like that on purpose, hoping that we will chase him!"

"I will settle this account with him when I have a chance in the future. Now let's deal with the business first."

"Yes!"

So the scattered and surrounded people gathered again. Cotton looked at the remaining nine people, including himself, and touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Except for himself, the manpower brought did not actually suffer too much loss, and even if he was attacked by surprise, he still had a good combat effectiveness.

Although the magician has a short health bar, the advantage of a short health bar is that it recovers quickly. His previous injuries have actually been recovered after several consecutive healing magic scrolls. The only problem is the remaining magic power of Nell in his body.

But with that little magic power, it can't make any big waves.

The only problem is... the desperate attack of that bastard Sinel completely shattered their perfect plan.

Not to mention the formation that has been completely destroyed, just because there was such a big commotion here, if the eldest prince has a little brain, he can't pass by here again.

"It seems that we have to change our strategy."

"Oh? What strategy do you want to change?"

"It's impossible to stay in place, we have to take the initiative."

Cotton took out his gold pocket watch and looked at it. "At least within the expected time frame, we must get more detailed information from the Council. They must have someone watching the Crown Prince."

"Yeah, Council, Crown Prince, these are all names that scare people to death. It seems that you are planning something big, Cotton."

"Of course, my purpose is..."

Cotton's body froze, and he thought he was responding to the words of his "subordinates", but he suddenly stopped.

Perhaps under the influence of some invisible force, he, who has always been extremely cautious, actually found out now after chatting for several sentences...

The voice of the person talking to him sounded familiar.

But...this voice did not belong to any of the subordinates he knew, but...

"Deputy...Deputy Division Commander?"

Cotton raised his head with great difficulty. As his vision extended upwards little by little, the figure who appeared here at some unknown time appeared in the reflection of his pupils with endless terror.

She was a lady of about 30 years old, with beautiful appearance and gentle temperament. Even the platinum-colored wide robe uniform could not hide her mature and plump figure.

The lady did not look scary, but rather had a sense of intimacy and gentleness, but looking at her, Cotton's expression suddenly became terrified, as if he saw a demon from hell.

"It's the division commander."

The lady smiled and said:

"Don't you know, Cotton, not long ago, that old man had handed over the position of division commander to me, so you have to call me division commander."

"Division... Division Commander."

"Well, good boy."

The lady patted Cotton's head like a playful girl, and Cotton allowed her to mess up his hair into a mess in an extremely rude way, but he did not dare to resist.

"So, why are you all here in this place, not sleeping at night?"

The lady looked around, and her eyes were very gentle, but everyone who was swept by her eyes seemed to feel great fear. Some timid people could not even hold on, their legs softened, and they fell to the ground trembling.

"No...nothing, just brought them here to train at night, yes, training."

"Then the eldest prince you mentioned just now, the council and so on..."

"...Target! Yes, that is the assumed protection target. Training, of course, must have a target to be effective."

"So it's training, it's really hard work, worthy of Cotton, the person who has the most hope to become the next deputy division commander." The lady nodded and praised sincerely.

"Wow...wow."

Cotton wiped the cold sweat that kept flowing from his forehead, tried to stabilize his heartbeat, and lowered his head and asked:

"Commander of the division, it's so late and you deign to come to a place like Xiacheng District in person. What are you doing?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just received a report from someone."

"report?"

"Yes, report with real name. The reporter is your deputy Nell. I have also heard his name. It is said that he is strict and rigid, and has a serious temper. I think if the report is made by such a person, it will not be untargeted. Well, so I came to take a look. After all, I have just taken over, so I have to do something."

The noble lady took out a letter from somewhere, and fanned herself as if feeling the heat of the spring night:

"So, as stated in the report letter, some members of the Royal Magician acted without authorization and planned some disrespectful plots in the lower city. Regarding this... Cotton, do you have any clues?"

The lady still smiled and looked at Cotton.

The sound of envelopes being fanned was particularly clear in this silent night.

Clear, like before death, gibbering.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The next moment, crazy laughter broke the dead silence.

"Nel, you're so good Nel, I actually, actually..."

The silent Cotton suddenly raised his head, and his face no longer had the submissive look before, but was driven to a dead end...crazy!

"What a bullshit division commander, **, go to hell!"

Magic power surged, the air roared and vibrated, and a huge formation instantly unfolded behind Cotton. In the skillful and crazy chanting, regardless of the distance that could reach him, the rainbow light of destruction suddenly swept across...

Then, it dissipates.

Dissipate like the noise in the wind.

Cotton stayed where he was, watching dumbly as the noble lady completely suppressed all the restless magic power around her by just holding her hands empty.

His moves were nipped in the bud before he even used them.

"So you...have broken through the level of truth?" Cotton's lips trembled. At this moment, he even lost the courage to mobilize his magic power again.

"Isn't that natural? Cotton, if you don't have enough strength and magical attainments, do you think you can get the position of head of the Royal Magician Corps by just being clever?"

The lady's lips curved into a sarcastic arc, and she tapped Cotton on the shoulder, instantly taking away all control of his body.

"What's more, you're not even smart, you're just a complete idiot."

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"One, two, three...well, there are still two left."

The lady counted her fingers and counted the nine people on the ground who were tied tightly with iron chains like rice dumplings. After counting, she couldn't help showing a troubled expression.

"Do we need to capture them?"

At some point, another figure appeared next to the lady:

"After all, they are both traitors to the division."

"Traitor... It's true. The division's treatment is obviously so good, but why do some people always choose such a stupid path?"

Glancing in the direction where there was still a trace of spatial fluctuation, the lady sighed:

"Forget it, just think of it as a favor."

"Face? Duke Campbell?"

"...Why do you think I'm giving face to that reckless man whose brain is filled with muscles? Ying, don't you know that what I hate the most in my life is that kind of reckless man who has no brains?"

"No...I heard that when you were a student..."

As if he noticed something, the figure immediately shut his mouth.

"You're overthinking it. I'm just giving face to cute little Celcia."

The noble lady turned her head again and withdrew the extremely kind smile on her face:

"After all, as little Celecia's magic enlightenment teacher, I can't go out of my way to embarrass her little fiancé, can I? Well... although her little fiancé, just looking at that playboy face, I feel... I have the urge to tear it into pieces..."

"..."

145. Blocker

"This is what was sent back from the Central Intelligence Agency, President."

After placing another large stack of intelligence documents on Celcia's desk, Weier, who had been busy all day, once again banged her fat baby face on the table like a deflated balloon.

She really couldn't do it anymore. Running back and forth, her physical strength was not good enough, and she was so tired that her face became flat.

"There's nothing missing."

After an equally busy day, Celcia did not show any signs of fatigue and continued to pick up the files and read through them quickly.

But her hands were already filled with several empty coffee cups.

"Probably not. The only people handling these documents are that person and me. There is absolutely no third person who has touched them before the president." Weier answered.

"Yeah, well done."

Celecia gave a rare compliment and continued to focus on what was in front of her.

In the room that was brightly illuminated by the magic stone, there were no fancy decorations. The silver-white girl sat upright and silently, and could only hear the sound of papers being flipped rapidly.

Wei'er tilted her head and quietly looked at the girl whose pretty face was still as white as jade under the light.

Although the president has always been very serious about her work, it is indeed rare for her to be so serious about her work.

It's all because of that damned Moon Campbell. He couldn't do it himself, but he let the president take the initiative, and he was still so tired!

Wei'er secretly gritted her teeth and began to draw circles in her heart for that hateful playboy.

"The Royal Magician Corps, are there any signs of being mobilized?" Celcia suddenly whispered to herself.

"Division?"

Weier was alerted after hearing these two words: "What happened to the Royal Magician Corps?"

"I forgot your identity."

Cecilia said: "Nothing, but there are signs that several teams have been transferred."

"Nothing will happen."

Weier waved her little pink fist and said worriedly: "I am the woman who will become the 23rd generation of the Royal Magician Corps. Before I succeed, the division can't have any problems!"

"What can happen to such an important position in the Royal Magician Corps?"

Cecilia picked up the file and knocked on Weier who was making fun of her: "Besides, the senior leaders of the division are not stupid, and my enlightenment magic teacher is smarter than anyone else. He knows that at this time, the division affairs must not be biased. This transfer is obviously the private movement of their subordinates."

"After all, the division cannot be biased, but the members of the division below may not be."