At this moment, several people on a distant high-rise building in an empty neighborhood were waiting for news outside their windows.
"Are they okay? It's said that the witch following Prince Sean possesses the power of a 12th-level Orderer. Someone like that isn't something an ordinary person can handle."
There were only two people in the room, one was the leader of the Wizarding Society, Wax Face, and the other was his close subordinate.
"I've thought about this reason as well, but they are hunters, people who grew up in battle. I thought creating such a good opportunity for them would be of some use, but now it seems that I underestimated the power of this prince." The wax-faced man looked into the distance.
He saw the battle on the roof just now, the battle between a red-flame witch and the female assassin.
It was almost a one-sided fight. The female assassin had no room to defend herself in front of the opponent. Her combat experience and skills were useless in front of someone who really understood how to fight.
After seeing this, Wax Face felt that there was no hope for these two people!
"We originally wanted to give it a try, but if we fail, we have to be prepared."
"Why?" the subordinate behind him suddenly asked.
At this moment, the noise on the street outside suddenly became louder...
Looking down, the two could see a whole team of soldiers splitting into small groups and heading towards the alleys on both sides, and even directly breaking into the larger stores.
Royal soldiers are here to search for people!
"Those two men would definitely be no match for Prince Sean's entourage, and they might even lose their lives. But the prince isn't so foolish. He must know someone is helping them... Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to infiltrate the royal soldiers. Perhaps the royal family members of Kserk will also investigate this matter."
The moment the mission failed, Wax Face thought of several possibilities, all of which were disadvantageous to him.
"Our forces in the capital are bound to be affected. It just so happens that Prince Langdon and Prince Swift can't do anything this time. The old marshal is more vicious than we thought. It's time to take people out of the capital." After saying this, the wax-faced man took a last look at the search scene on the street outside the window.
This time the purge from the royal family came too quickly, leaving no time for people to react.
In just two days, all the officials in the capital who had any connection with external forces were pulled out, and even uprooted.
This resulted in the disposal of many officials who had good relations with the Wizarding Society, and the entire Wizarding Society instantly lost the conditions for maintaining its position in the capital of Kserk... The Wizarding Society has always been an organization that does things for others. Over the past few decades, its development has been based on these foundations and has continued to expand. Its network of relationships has also developed to influential organizations around the world, and it even has connections with national nobles in most regions.
But it might not be easy for Kselke to be in trouble like this, and he has no choice but to leave if he wants to cut the loss in advance.
"Get ready, we're leaving the capital tonight."
"Yes, chief!" the subordinate replied.
But after taking a few steps, the wax-faced man turned around again, revealing his normally corroded face, which looked greasy.
"By the way, how is the matter with Borg going? Why haven't I received any news for so long?" He said to his subordinates.
"They suffered heavy losses in the last war, and now the nation is struggling to cope with the Kite insurrection. The good news is that the Borg have already dispatched troops to the plateau, and I believe we'll have news soon."
"Okay, very good... We need to hurry up on this matter. If we really have nowhere else to go, we can consider heading north!"
Wax-faced man's decision made his subordinates look up in surprise.
"The one over here..."
"Someone will naturally take over here, you don't have to worry about it."
"Understood, Chief!"
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Sean continued to squat and look at the two people in front of him. What was the name of their previous team?
Oh~ Assassination Squad.
The name sounds powerful, and his ability was also quite good at that time. If it weren't for Ascalante and several high-level guards, he might not have been able to avoid the assassination even if he saw the enemy coming in advance.
"Tell me, who sent you here? The revolutionary army has been destroyed. If I remember correctly, I buried some of them alive in the valley on the border of Oro City, and the rest fell under the iron hoof of Jagun's army. You no longer have a leader, so who is still helping you?"
Sean stopped Frelia because he saw something fishy from the current state of the two.
Actually, if you think about it carefully...
The two Orderers were at level 6, not even at level 7. No matter how experienced and powerful they were, they could not blend in with the royal soldiers. They could take advantage of the chaos to enter the execution ground, but they could never step onto the royal carriage.
The reason he was able to pull the two of them here was obviously because he swapped driver positions with someone else when he stopped halfway, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get close to me...
He looked at the two people falling to the ground but said nothing.
"It seems you still want to be as stubborn and assertive as before. So you want to spend some time in Kserk's prison again?"
"Hmph, Sean. Don't be so complacent... Even if you can kill both of us today, your hands are still stained with blood, and sooner or later someone will come to take your life." Tatsumi roared, still supporting his injured body.
He probably wanted to spit, but with his severely injured body, even a deep breath would produce a mouthful of water.
After coughing, the two of them choked out blood...
"Tatsumi, Tatsumi...are you okay?" Tashigi on the side supported the other person with all her strength.
This woman should be the one I had a private chat with for a while. At that time, I found something related to the ancient god believers in the home of a revolutionary army member who had sneaked into Oro City. I took it out for her to confirm and chatted with her for a few words at that time.
That’s right, no wonder it looks familiar to me.
He sneered and looked at the two of them indifferently...
"Don't flatter yourself, you self-proclaimed warrior of justice. You've killed more than a few people. Over the years, you've killed countless soldiers for the so-called freedom. They were also villagers born and raised like you, and they might even be soldiers from your hometown, but they still died at your hands."
Get a little closer, the other party doesn't have much strength now anyway.
"A man born to assassinate is supposed to teach others what justice is... Ridiculous!"
Stand up.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, there will be a time when you will say it anyway..."
At this moment, a pair of soldiers came running from the far end of the street. When they saw a royal carriage here, they hurriedly quickened their pace. It was not until they saw Sean and Frelia that they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Prince Sean...you..."
At the same time, two people were also found lying on the ground!
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