The feeling of having her family destroyed was not something that Cecatly felt. Her so-called "family" was one of those people. Although the concentration of Divine Blood in her family was not high, many things had happened. When her mother was forced to leave, not a single one of them was innocent.
So, she didn't really care about the destruction of her family.
Instead, it was Raven's betrayal that made her feel sad.
"Actually, why do you have to do this? I originally planned to take you with me. You're already so old, where can you go by yourself? Besides, I'm the only one left in the Tort family. "
Cecatly said calmly, her expression as if she was talking about what she had eaten that night.
"Who can you go back to serve?"
She asked coldly, and then changed the topic abruptly.
"You don't think you can survive by escaping to Greece, do you? The gods there are all ruthless characters who eat people without spitting out the bones. What kind of protection can they give you? Maybe they're not even as good as me. They just want to use you as a plaything. "
"Can your old body withstand the torment of those divine descendants?"
Old Raven's expression changed. Just as he was about to say something, a sharp wind pierced his robe and cut off one of his arms.
"I don't want to talk to you, so don't think about begging for mercy. I think the matter over there is going to be over soon. You and your friends have known each other for so many years, it's not right if you don't die together. So, I'll give you a quick death. Don't resist, it'll be over soon. Seeing that you've served me for so many years, I'll let you go a little more comfortably."
I'd be a fool if I didn't run!
Old Raven endured the pain and turned around to hide in the cabin. There was a magic formation he had arranged in advance. As long as it was activated, it should be able to hold on for a while.
Cecatly blinked. She looked at the futile struggle of the old man as if she was looking at an ant. She folded her hands in front of her chest, and a sharp 'Ki' shot out from the round jade pendant on her chest at an extremely fast speed, splitting Old Raven and the ship into two halves.
This time, he couldn't be more dead.
"What's the point of making such a ruckus?" She stepped on the surface of the water and walked closer, calming down. "Mr. Grindelwald, I'll have to trouble you to help me clean up."
"That's only natural. It's no trouble at all."
Grindvall squeezed out of the spatial crack and snapped his fingers at the ship that had been cut in half. Blue will-o '-the-wisps sprang up on the surface of the water with a bang. In the blink of an eye, the ship and the corpse were burned to ashes.
"It's rare to see a bloodline ability left behind by a deity. It's really extraordinary."
He sincerely praised, "Speaking of the current situation, little girl, where do you plan to go next?"
"Where are we going? Of course, I'm going with you. "
Cecatly, who could also be called the captain of the bounty hunter team with the code name Zero, looked at Grindvall with a harmless smile on her face and said, "You didn't come to me just to help you deal with these matters, did you? Even if I don't do anything, I'm sure you can deal with those Black Wizards yourself. My help is just icing on the cake."
"But it's not that convenient. And I pursue speed. The faster the better. Things might change if I delay."
Grindvall looked into the distance. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for many Wizards. However, he had finished his business — with the help of the Tort family's influence in and out of Germany. After all, he had been away for too long, and some of the new generation had forgotten who he was.
Soon, just a little bit more.
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England, Ministry of Magic, Information Processing Office.
This was a monitoring place. Magic information from all over the world was gathered here, and what they pursued was timeliness.
This was the place with the highest utilization rate of magic transportation facilities.
In the underground hall created by magic, there was no light at all. In the darkness, there were countless stars shining, representing the information reported from all over the world, forming a grid of light spots.
"Is the observation record in Austria not done yet?"
In front of the observatory, Minister of Magic, Foggy, stared at the southwest region in the illusion with a solemn expression. There, the sea of stars was dim, as if it was swallowed by darkness. There was only a faint light, intermittent, but nothing could be seen clearly.
"It's too slow, Lunl," he said. "We need to know what's going on over there as soon as possible."
The distance between England and the other side was too close. Even the slightest sign of trouble made him anxious. Moreover, recently, the situation was not good, so he invited Dumbledore to come over to help deal with things here.
"After all, our manpower is limited, and we have to put them over there. Those who can be used are even fewer. Now that Germany is unwilling to cooperate, we can only do our best."
Lunl's voice was intermittent. He buried his head under the control panel, trying to strengthen the activity of magic elements and increase the efficiency of information transmission. Unfortunately, this was not the source of the problem.
"Where's Dumbledore?"
Foggy turned his head and looked at the secretary beside him. The nervous male wizard was even more nervous after being looked at like that. He stammered, "Principal Dumbledore said that he's going to verify the matter over there. He should be back soon."
As if in agreement with the secretary's words, Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from the darkness behind them. In such an environment, his calmness and gentleness were even more prominent, making people feel extremely reassured.
"It's the arrival of some kind of legendary power. The magical elements there have been messed up by violent black magic. Ear-piercing noises are everywhere. Even I can't find out what's going on without getting close to it.
But on the other hand, an informant has teleported back with the latest information. Wait for me to sort it out. "
"Then I'll leave it to you."
The head of the Department of Magic shook his head and said, "I hope I'm overthinking. But it's really not peaceful over there recently. Every time I hear that something involves those Black Wizards in the west, I feel especially uneasy."
"Don't be nervous, Foggy. The matter over there is already over," Dumbledore said. "What we see now is just the aftermath."
"I hope so. I hope it's over."
In the darkness, Foggy lowered his eyes, thinking about something.
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