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Chapter 410

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In the garden on the outskirts of the Count's castle, guests were standing everywhere, chatting and sightseeing. Most of them were young noblemen and women, and some were the children of large merchants. They were holding glasses of wine and talking to each other politely.

Angele walked through the door and entered the banquet hall under the guidance of the maid.

The dishes were placed on the table and the guests could take whatever they wanted. There were waiters waiting for the guests to pour wine for them.

Angele walked in the hallway and walked around the castle without realizing it.

After the runes shone with a faint black light, the count did not hesitate and slammed his head into the wall. He passed through the wall without any obstruction and disappeared.

There was a white stone pillar on the left side of the hallway. Outside the pillar, there was a dark garden. A gentle breeze blew past, and the rustling of flowers and plants could be heard in the garden.

There were some black arrows on the side of the city model. It seemed like the arrows were drawn with some kind of ink.

* KA *

"What happened?" Angele stood on the side and asked. "Did something happen?"

The Count chuckled. "It's not because I'm confident, but because I can't fail." He pointed at the city in front of him. "This is where we are now. The border between the Molten River and the Tarry River area. The war that the entire Tarry River Zone is in right now is also part of the plan. "

* CHI *

Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes. He was a bit surprised and spoke in a low voice, "Isn't that the useless son of the lord of the Thousand Waterfall City? How did you get here? "

"Huh?!" The Count's expression turned cold as he looked at the sand table.

The man had a black mustache on his face and he looked around 30 to 40 years old. There was a gentle smile on his face and he was chatting with a noblewoman in a low voice. This person was dressed in a white military-style attire, which accentuated his slender and sturdy figure. There was a hint of decisiveness in his demeanor. He should have been in the army.

The Count nodded. "I'm the only one in charge of this area. Of course, I can complete the plan by myself. However, Purple Eye, you can come here and report the progress of the plan to the headquarters. "He stopped for a second and adjusted a building model. "At first, I felt a little lonely when I was alone. Now, at least I have someone to talk to."

The Count finally stopped in front of a circular fountain pool, stood still, and turned around.

On the sand table of the entire Tarry River Zone, most of the dozens of dots had turned white. There were also some red dots that were slowly turning white. Obviously, they were in progress.

"Name? A long, long time ago, I was already known as the Earl of Wheat Fragrance. The name was so famous that everyone eventually called me that. So much so that even I have forgotten my original name. Just call me the Earl. "

Angele glanced at the guests in the hall and his sight fell upon a middle-aged man surrounded by several nobles.

Buzz!

The Count stretched out his hand and gently touched the spot where the little light dot had exploded.

Angele looked at the dots carefully. He listened to the Count's explanation. "The white dots indicate the places or forces that have completed their arrangements. Red, on the other hand, represented that the layout was not yet complete. But there weren't many left. Over the past few decades, more than half of my plan has been completed. "

The surrounding light also became dimmer.

A triangular white light screen popped up above the sand table, and a clear image quickly appeared on it.

The golden hall was covered with thick yellow carpets. The servants were setting up long tables and filling them up with different kinds of food.

"The girl standing beside him … Is she Sella, the lover of Suman, the son of the Thousand Waterfall City's lord?"

"Impressive. You're the head of the organization. Earl of Wheat Fragrance, I hope you can take care of me when we work together. "Angele smiled.

The hallway was getting darker and the oil lamps on the walls were getting dimmer and dimmer. Some of the oil lamps were already extinguished.

"Is that so?" The man chuckled. "Someone told me the same thing before. Let me introduce myself first. I'm the Earl of Wheat Fragrance. "

"Sure." Angele shrugged. "Is there a safe place?"

The fire was still burning in the night. A young man and a young woman were holding each other by the burning building. Their bodies were covered in wounds and their clothes were dyed red.

The entire sand table suddenly lit up, and dozens of white and red dots quickly lit up on the map.

One of the dots on the sand table that was changing colors suddenly exploded when the two smiled at each other.

"Since you're confident, I'm just here to help you. You'll be the one in charge of the execution. I won't waste any more time. Can I see the progress? "

There was a roasted goose, a green and red fruit salad, soft white bread, a black beef liver with juicy sauce, and a soup that smelled like honey.

There was only a fist-sized oil lamp on the wall, the dim light coming from the lamp was dim. The Earl was standing beside the oil lamp. He extinguished the flint in his hand and turned around.

The defensive layer quickly disappeared, becoming completely invisible. Angele walked to the wall with big steps.

"I'm one of the leaders, so I need to know the details of the plan." Angele checked the surroundings using his mentality wave and asked the Earl.

"It seems like this is not the first time you've done something like this." Angele smiled and looked at the location where the dot exploded. There was a small city by the border — White Elephant City. "Do you need my help?"

The large number of small dots instantly lit up the darkness in the room.

"You have a good memory." The Earl smiled again. "I met them at Shozo's party once, but I knew who they were. Yes, they're Sera and Suman. Actually, Sella is a descendant of your Senior Brother Shozo. I wonder if getting rid of these two little fellows will cause you any trouble? "

"Don't worry, it's just a small problem." The Earl smiled again. "I'll take care of them soon."

Angele glanced at the Earl and noticed that the Earl was warning him. It seemed like the Earl did not want Angele to take the credit. After all, the Earl had been working on the plan for decades.

"Of course not." Angele responded in a serious tone, "But it seems like your subordinates were killed by those two, Count. Do you need our help? "

Angele noticed that they looked familiar after observing them for a while.

"You're here. I didn't expect you to be here so early. "The bearded man raised his hand to Angele. It seemed like he already knew the time.

Angele raised his head and looked at the man for a second before he lowered his head again.

* PA *

Angele noticed that the Count's expression changed after watching the scene. It seemed like the Earl knew the young man and woman and he was gritting his teeth. Angele was certain that the dead bodies belonged to the Earl's subordinates.

"Of course." The Earl smiled and pressed on the edge of the sand table with his right hand.

"I'll be counting on you, Master Purple Eye." The Earl rubbed his mustache and laughed.

Angele glanced at the Earl and saw the Earl's face twitch. He knew that his assumption was correct.

Angele followed closely behind him. They waved their hands to stop the guards and servants who wanted to protect them along the way.

The ground around the two of them was littered with yellow-clothed corpses. It seemed like the dead bodies belonged to the same organization. There was a tall man with a black iron trident in his hand. The man's eyes were wide open, but he was still standing.

Angele smiled and high-fived with him. They clapped their palms together.

"This is the last area of my castle. It's also my private garden. No one dares to come here. "There was still a gentle smile on the Earl's face. However, under the dim light of the fire, it seemed a little cold and gloomy.

There was a hint of relief in the Count's voice.

In the center of the room, there was a yellow sand table. The surface of the table was steep and uneven. It could simulate mountains, rivers, forests, and other terrains. The city models were placed on top of the table. It looked like the whole central continent from the sky.

"It seems like you're very confident about your plan." Angele lowered his head and looked at the sand table. The entire central continent was recreated on the sand table.

"My apologies, please excuse me." He bowed to his companions in a low voice. He walked to the center of the room and stopped in front of Angele. He walked to the center of the hall and stopped in front of Angele.

I'm the Earl, but I don't have a name. " No name? "Angele grabbed a glass of green fruit wine from the waiter.

"Do you always make plans here?"

"Your etiquette here is really strange."

"Detailed plans? That's a lot. "The Count turned around and faced the empty white wall. He reached out and gently pressed on it.

Angele walked to the Earl and stood on the other side of the sand table.

There was a hissing sound in his ears. He immediately walked into a dark and narrow circular room.

"This is one of my secret rooms in the castle. Now, let's take a look at my plan. "The Earl walked to the center of the room with a smile on his face.

A twisted black rune appeared on the wall. The rune looked like an S, but there were some small patterns on the edge.

Angele watched the Earl walk to the wall and narrowed his eyes. He tapped on his pouch and a translucent defensive barrier appeared in front of him.

He knew that the fundamental reason why the Count was explaining the situation so vaguely was that he did not want him to participate and take credit for it. Angele did not mind.

"You don't have to worry about that." The Earl calmed down. "I'll take care of everything."

The Earl looked confident again. "Don't worry. I have a plan."

"Follow me." The Earl turned around and walked to the hallway on the left.

The man noticed that Angele was looking at him, so he turned around and looked at Angele.

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