When Arthur and his friends sat happily on the ground to share the spoils, the entire royal city was already in full swing.

The City Guards have completely blocked the entire block where Xinhe Inn is located.

The original site of Xinhe Inn has become a ruin. Qiong's "Fire Dragon Technique" is too fierce. While burning a row of houses in the backyard in an instant, the remaining fire spread to the front yard. In the chaos, no one was able to put out the fire. When the water magician arrived, the entire inn had become a sea of ​​fire.

Burning an inn and killing six people, including a registered warrior at the level 7 war school. This is no longer a simple public security case. The city guards have handed over the case to the Tingwei Office, the important case, and a group of Tingwei officials in the soap-robed military uniforms are collecting clues on the spot and inspecting the body.

Among the crowds looking outside the blockade line, looking at Xinhe Inn, which had burned into ruins, a man in a gorgeous long gown exposed his head and his body trembled slightly. Because of his anger, the wound was ruptured, and his left hand that had just been bandaged began to seep out blood again.

"Check, check it out for me! Even if you search through the underground forces in the entire royal city, you must find out who did it!" the man roared in a low voice.

Several men in black quickly flashed out of the crowd and their figures disappeared in all directions.

In the next six months, the underground forces in the entire royal city experienced a bloody storm. Often, a related news or rumors caused a fight, and more than one-third of the forces were reshuffled in this turmoil.

......

Grand Duke Palmer.

The middle-aged scribe held a teacup in his hand and walked gently in the room.

"I have found a way to get the confessions of those mercenaries in the city garrison. As the child said, this was not an accident, but someone hired several wandering mercenaries through an underground business intermediary." The old butler bent slightly and whispered to report on one side.

"Follow this line and see if you can find out who is instructing me behind the scenes?"

The old butler smiled bitterly, "Just last night, the business was burned and the clue was broken."

The middle-aged scribe's face gradually became colder, "No matter who did it among them, I know the purpose. It's just that Lucy was trying to give me a warning and force me to leave the Grand Duke's Mansion by scaring Lucy. But now they are so anxious to cut off the clues, it's a bit ruthless."

"It is impossible to make a conclusion whether the person behind it did to silence him. It is said that the underground business has a very strong force. It would be better to wipe out the entire business for this."

The middle-aged scholar nodded, "Then you don't need to check it down now. This matter has been a reminder for me. Some people can't wait to do it. It seems that I gave them too weak before."

"Since the eldest son died in battle at the beginning of last year, the eldest son has not set a deposit, but suddenly recalled you and gradually entrusted him with important tasks. Obviously, someone is worried that you will steal their interests."

The middle-aged scribe snorted, "Can the Grand Duke still pass the title to me as a person from another surname?"

"Don't forget, the lady is named Palmer, and two of the Marquis of the Kingdom of Isaac have been released in recent years." The old housekeeper reminded.

"I had already shown my will when I broke my meridians and took Gloria away. If some people were not at ease to use tricks in secret, don't blame me for being ruthless." The middle-aged scholar said, as he suddenly shot out two strong murderous auras in his eyes, and there was no trace of the weakness of a scholar on his body.

The old housekeeper coughed twice.

The murderous aura in the middle-aged scholar's eyes slowly dissipated, and he changed the topic and said: "I really want to thank the child named Arthur this time. I didn't expect that he could enter the Blood Ray Royal Academy. I wonder which power is behind him?"

"I was very optimistic about that little guy at that time." The old housekeeper smiled.

"You gave him a thousand gold coins from several industries I was responsible for, and sent them to him in a few days to express your gratitude and invited him to visit his home. He said that Lucy and Little Nova missed him very much."

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, "Was that dark magician with him? Are you not worried about being implicated and leading out of the church now?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled, "For thousands of years, why has the church been cleaning up those dark magicians? Do you really think they are strong enough in life?"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and asked and answered: "Because there have been people secretly supporting them behind their backs. The Dark Magician is a double-edged sword. If used well, it is a sharp blade that kills people invisible. If used poorly, it will hurt himself. Now it is time to take some risks. He and that Arthur are worth investing in..."

......

The storm outside became more and more intense, and Arthur, the initiator of the incident, was unable to completely stay out of the matter.

Arthur, who had been sharing the spoils until the middle of the night, was awakened by a sudden knock on the door early in the morning.

Halfway through the door, Moral, sweating profusely rushed in.

"There is something wrong with the enchanting equipment!" After Moral entered the house, his mindless words shocked Arthur and Arnold.

Arthur grabbed Moral's collar and said, "What's going on? How did the church find it?"

"It's not the church, it's the black market that something happened." Moral hurriedly waved his hand and explained.

Arthur slowly loosened Moral's collar, and the string that was tense in his heart gradually loosened. As long as it was not discovered by the church, there would be room for everything.

"Speak slowly."

"It's the underground business we often shipped. They didn't know what enemies they got involved in. They were burned to pieces last night. Half of our equipment was purchased by them. In a short period of time, our equipment may not be easy to go out." Moral sighed.

"Fuck, shoot yourself in the foot!" Arthur cursed in annoyance.

Arthur and Arnold were only responsible for enchanting equipment, and Moral was always responsible for the purchase and sales of the black market channel. Arthur only knew that in order to diversify risks, Moral sold half of the equipment to an underground business, and the other half gave two or three old fried dough sticks who specialized in the black market. However, the specific consignee did not ask about it. Unexpectedly, he accidentally broke his own business by chance. No wonder two of those equipment looked very familiar to him?

"What shot yourself in the foot?"

"Oh, I mean I'm also worried that our shipments are too large and too concentrated during this period, and I'm worried about being targeted. Even if there is no such thing, I plan to reduce the supply of equipment."

Arthur's words were not an excuse for Moral. After several consecutive battles, Arthur found that his combat power was still too low. If it weren't for some other means, it would be difficult to escape unscathed. He had decided to devote more energy to the cultivation of fighting spirit and magic.

Moral nodded, "Okay, we have earned enough money recently. It is really too risky to deal with people in the black market."

Arthur laughed, "Money is never enough to spend. I happen to have a batch of common medicines and materials on the market. You can sell them in our own business and make up for our income losses."

Moral looked at Arthur in confusion, "Pharm materials? What channels did you get it?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" Arthur looked at Moral with a smile.

Moral's eyes rolled around, and his head was shaking his rattle immediately, "I don't want to know anything, nor do I know anything!"
Chapter completed!