At the same time, in the Sherwood Manor in the north of the city. After Yves Cardiven hung up, he frowned and stood in front of the window, deep in thought.
He quickly came back to his senses and made a call. "Clive, contact Lashael and ask him what's going on. That lucky André, why is he at Shelek's house? And that André, didn't he bring his men? "
"Yes, it doesn't seem like a war. There's no movement on Eucalyptus Street. I'm not far from there and can even see it. The situation is very strange, so I asked you to contact them. "
After that, Yves Cardiven made a second call. "Kashya, stop sleeping. From now on, the war has already begun. That little guy, he has already declared war on me. It's very arrogant and absurd, but he has already gotten rid of Antonio, hasn't he? So now, mobilize all the men we can. EMM ~ I will apply for authorization from the magic tower committee. It's very easy. "
"Principles? There are no principles. Other than not hurting that fighting star, there's no one you can't touch. Throw them into the trash. Sh * t, do you only care about money? Tell your men that I have already prepared the war funds. "
Just as Mr. Cardiven was about to make the third call, his mobile phone rang again.
"Clive?" Yves Cardiven's eyes showed a look of doubt. "Is there a result?"
"Things are not looking good, chairman."
On the phone, Clive, the CIO of the Cardiven Company, said with difficulty, "'Dark Snake' Macon, 'Poison Sword' Lashael, and the Foxhunting Mercenary Group, I can't contact any of them. I've tried all kinds of methods, boss. Mobile phone, Arcane Sound Magic Disk, but I can't contact any of them. "
Cardiven finally had a bad feeling. A chill rose from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to the top of his head.
"What about 'Sand Spear' Natasha?"
"I called her number, but she didn't answer."
Clive smiled bitterly. "But this person wouldn't carry tools like a mobile phone when he's on a mission. It's hard to determine what's going on. I've already sent an extra-legal druid to investigate. Yes! It was Kelo, a rank 13 druid. His animal companion is a Golden-crowned Thunder Eagle, but it will take some time — "
"Find out the situation as soon as possible, especially Macon and Lasciel. I need to determine their status as soon as possible."
Cardivan frowned, a worried look in his eyes.
He didn't care much about Natasha, the Sand Spear. She was just a mercenary he hired temporarily. However, 'Dark Snake' and 'Poison Sword' were the pillars of the Cardigan Group's military strength.
Just then, Cardivan suddenly sensed something. He looked up and saw a huge Thunder Eagle with a golden crown descending from the sky.
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At this moment, in another palace-like manor less than a kilometer away, Randall Wildenstein put down the microphone with the same solemn expression.
Without hesitation, he went to the second floor and knocked on Margaret Wildenstein's door.
"Mother, we might have underestimated my cousin."
"Really?"
Margaret raised her eyebrows slightly and sat down on a seat in the reception room. "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
"Yves Cardivan. You should know him, right? He's the owner of the Cardigan Group. The people who were going to ambush André's private army were probably wiped out in Eucalyptus Street tonight. "
Randall tried to speak in a calm tone. "Including three level-17 combatants and an A-rated medium-sized mercenary group. There was no sound at all during the whole process. There wasn't even an obvious magic wave. "
Margaret's body, which was originally lying on the back, suddenly straightened up. She then frowned and asked, "What about the process? How did they do it? Randall, don't tell me you didn't send someone to observe? "
"Of course, I've arranged for a level-15 Mana Hunter and a level-14 Druid, but unfortunately, I've lost contact with them tonight. I suspect they're already dead. "
Randall's eyes flickered. This meant that he wasn't calm.
"It's obvious that they have very powerful investigative abilities."
"They also have the ability to kill 'Iron Bramble' Eamon Bertram, right?"
Margaret was a little dazed. "At least we got something out of him. We've found out some of his background."
"I think he has at least five 17s in his hands! Although I don't know where he managed to recruit so many top-notch experts, it would be very difficult to finish off those three level-17 combatants without them having the ability to do so. Apart from that, they might have a treasure that can suppress the magic wave. Dainian Stussy's Sacred Sword 'Tinos' has this ability, but it's not enough. "
Randall made a conjecture. "Mother, your judgment is obviously wrong. I think his wings are full enough now."
However, Margaret noticed the worry in Randall's eyes. "My child, are you worried? Did you leave a trace because you're afraid your cousin will find out? "
"I didn't leave any obvious clues. It's just that at the charity reception hosted by the Star-Flag Bank last week, I casually chatted with Cardiff and he mentioned the electronics retail industry."
Randall pinched his forehead. "Although that guy has been a little confused in recent years, he was still a very smart person in the past. But in the past, he was still a very smart person. I think that guy should know that I was trying to sow discord. To be honest, I don't think he'll win against André. Cardiff might have more money, but most of it is fixed assets. The Cardiff Corporation doesn't have much influence in the magic world, and not many people outside the law are willing to work for them. "
"So Cardiff will definitely lose? You're worried that he'll confess to you. But as long as you don't say anything overboard, there's no need to worry too much. I think someone will warn him about what he should and shouldn't say. "
Margaret smiled relaxedly. She was very confident in her eldest son.
"But this cousin of yours, he really surprised me."
She narrowed her eyes and revealed a bit of coldness. "Continue to pay attention. I want to know all his assets and sources of funding, as well as the strong people under him. Who are they, and why did they join him. Pay special attention to that — "
"That, the old man?"
Randall was deep in thought. "Do you still think that André can have his current power because he's supporting him from behind the scenes? But if the old man really does make a move, he probably won't be able to hide it from the Elders, especially Valeria Manor. "
"Nothing is absolute, Randall."
Margaret got up and went to the wine cabinet, pouring herself a bottle of red wine. "There's no harm in keeping an eye on him. Also, think of a way to leak this matter to your two — Forget it! If this war starts, they will pay attention. If you do too much, your intentions will be seen through, and it won't be good to interfere. Next, let's see what happens. "
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