Abe the Wizard

Abel's days have been calm, and although some sorcerer's organizations have occasionally called for refining medicines, they have sent five copies directly to the Pharmacist's Guild, paying some price to him according to normal procedures.

And just as he lived in peace, there were some elves who didn't.

In a huge office in Wanfa Royal City, a group of law-enforcers in red robes are surrounded by a long wooden table, constantly searching for intelligence records made of parchment paper.

Behind the long wooden table where these Red Robe law-enforcers are located, rows of wooden cabinets are almost invisible at the end of the row, all of which are the intelligence of the New Asian Empire over the years.

In the original case of urban spirits, most matters can be left to urban spirits, but experienced intelligence agents are more confident in the data they see.

In fear of problems in the city spirit, resulting in the loss of data, intelligence organizations make a backup of all information in parchment paper.

Now, what these Red Robe law-enforcers are looking at is information about all the elves living in Bay Law City, and they want to find a slight problem with the information on the parchment paper.

The Tree of Life speaks of an unknown danger through the mouth of Abel, and while it appears that the actions of the French City of the Gulf are modest, the entire intelligence service of the Imperial City has actually moved.

By asking the Urban Spirit, they did not find any suspicious objects, which cast doubt on their analysis of the Urban Spirit.

Because they believe more in the tree of life, which is as important to the elves as the Moon Goddess.

As a result, the most experienced intelligence officers of the Intelligence Service came to the room where the intelligence information was stored for a detailed analysis of intelligence over the years.

“Monty, when are we going to find out?” A woman intelligence officer named Cassie whispered to her peers.

“Cassie, didn't you see the captain check here too?” Intelligence Monty looked carefully at the captain who was looking over at the end of the long wooden table and replied softly.

They have been here for days without any useful information, and they do not even have a target, but can only rely on their own feelings, like a needle in a haystack.

“Huh!” At this moment, watching the captain of the parchment suddenly make a sound, frightening two somewhat distracted intelligence agents.

“Everyone, take a look at this information!” The captain flashed a bright light in his eyes, and he didn't seem too sure, looking up to the intelligence officers.

The information was conveyed in the hands of intelligence agents, most of whom revealed confusion, and they did not see anything wrong with the information.

It is clear from the intelligence that this is a message about Lord Barry, with the birth and growth of this Lord Barry, and the education he has received, every process documented in great detail.

Even the gains made in education are included, and every drop in the growth process is well documented.

Lord Barry grew step by step from an ordinary elf to an aristocratic lord and owned a castle outside the Imperial City.

“Captain, is there a problem with this information?” Cassie's agent shook his head and said directly.

“No, Cassie, I feel a little weird about this information!” Agent Monty on the other side disagreed with her and refuted.

“Monty, what's so weird?” Cassie's intelligence agents questioned.

She did, however, take a look at this information and can clearly see how Lord Barry grew up, which is too detailed to be problematic.

“I don't know what the problem is, but this information is too detailed!” Intelligence Monty replied.

“You're all experts in intelligence analysis. I'd like to hear your opinions. Let me start with my thoughts!” The captain swept through a crowd of sitting intelligence officers and said in silence.

He did analyse the information as potentially problematic, but it was a lord, and if a lord was to be examined, it would have to be applied for by at least three intelligence agents, which was a protection for the nobility.

“First of all, the title of Lord Barry was awarded privately by the former consul of Angelo, not officially, and Lord Barry is only famous for his rare true appearance!” The captain continued in silence.

Naturally, the intelligence agents knew that former consul Angelo, a former high-ranking official of the fugitive Bay France City, had been awarded his hand, and that Lord Barry was so mysterious that there could naturally be problems.

But there are many aristocrats who do not want to socialize, especially those who prefer art, who have been studying art for many years, and it is normal to rarely appear.

“Also, as Agent Monty said, this information is too detailed, as if it had been produced by our professional intelligence agents!” The captain had already smiled, and if his identity had indeed been forged, it would have been easier for the former intelligence agents implicated in the departure of the former consul to leave the intelligence service.

He had doubts about the information of Lord Barry because it was too detailed, which made him feel impeccable, but that was why he had a stronger suspicion.

This is a piece of information for Urban Spirit that allows Urban Spirit to review suspects without any doubt, because it is too perfect.

In fact, how could intelligence be perfect, the intelligence machine of the Elves is not operating exclusively for Lord Barry's elf, and there is not a single piece of data missing, which is a bit too much.

All of us are intelligence agents, and the captain's words remind them of what is in the intelligence, which, in part, is not a problem, but it is too perfect in its entirety.

“Finally, Lord Barry owns a castle, which is the biggest problem!” The captain took a heavy photograph of the table, he said aloud, and then he analyzed: "When did our former consul, Lord Angelo, become so generous that a non-heirloom nobleman, according to intelligence, was given a castle by a former consul? ”

“Captain, examine Lord Barry, I'm willing to be an applicant!” Intelligence Monty stood up and said.

“Captain, me too!” After so many days of inquiry, several intelligence agents stood up and finally made some progress, eager to conclude the investigation early.

…………………………

Outside the Bay France, in an ancient castle, former consul Angelo Haman was sitting in the living room with some extra decorations on his face, which allowed the elf, who did not know him very well, not to recognize him at once.

He was sitting alone with a cup of coffee, and no one would have thought that he would have fled far away, in a castle next to the Imperial City, and had an officially recognized aristocratic identity.

This is the back road he left behind, the day he was chased, he was rescued, and then he changed his identity back here.

When he came back, he knew that the family was finished and that the family's efforts had been empty for generations.

He did not blame his actions for the destruction of his family, but he developed a strong hatred for the Langley family, for Master Bennett and even for Queen Louisa, for the New Asian Empire and for the entire Elf family.

The man who saved him gave him a chance to get revenge, and when he promised, he would be the head of all the elves, not in the New Asian Empire, of course, but in the Evil Nation.

Yes, the man who saved Angelo Haman was the agent of the Evil Nation, and in order to reassure Angelo Haman, the agent promised him many conditions, including power, wealth, etc.

Being driven down from the position of consul, Angelo Haman, once he realized the temptation of power, lost his power and was despised by all the elves, even those of his family, which gave him a morbid paranoia for regaining power.

Or Angelo Haman had gone mad for power, and the way he would have left it would have left him with nothing to do, eating and dying in old age.

But he did not want to do so, and he needed power, even if it was granted by the Evil Nation.

Once the mission of the Evil Nation is accomplished, he can reach the Evil Nation, where he manages the elves of all Evil Nation.

And if he really accomplishes this mission, both the Pokémon of Bay and nearby Pokémon will be captured, then his enemies will be his men.

He had thought that one day he would step on the Duke of Buddy and have Queen Louisa pour him tea.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh, just the crazy color in his eyes, completely out of tune with the happy mood.

“Should we see how it goes?” Angelo Haman stood up and walked into a basement through the bookcase office of the study.

The basement was very large, at a time when ten family members were guarding with a long sword, and two magicians in the middle were busy arranging something, one of them a Pokémon Mage and one of them a Human Mage.

In this modest basement, it is only now clear that what is going on is a violation of the laws of the New Asian Empire.

A human being appears in the vicinity of the Bay City, which is a violation of the law, knowing that every human being in the Bay City is required to report it.

This human magistrate was sent by the Evil Nation and entered the castle through the forest of Volvo, while the Gentile magician was one of the family dead.

These dead men were privately bred by Angelo Haman when he was in power, for the sake of his future, and now they are fulfilling the tasks entrusted to him by the Evil Nation.

“How many days to finish?” As soon as Angelo Haman entered the basement, he asked the Elf Mage.

“Master, it only takes half a day to complete!” The Elf Mage bowed down and replied.

“Good!” nodded Angelo Haman satisfied.

In the basement at that time, there was already a complex law array on the ground, a law array of transmissions, and a large law array of transmissions.

In the vicinity of Bay France City, every transmission array needs to be reported for construction, not to mention this large transmission array.

As soon as this large transmission franchise opens, its space energy will be captured by the city spirit of Bay France City at the distance of the castle from Bay France City and will be exposed here.

But all Angelo Haman wanted was to open a large courier array and accomplish his mission.

“Soon you will know what will happen to me, whoever it is!” Hatred flashed in his eyes and muttered to himself.

……………………

Abel was at the Pharmacist Guild, just finishing up a master-level drug, walking out of the refinery room and seeing Landau Grand Druid.

“Master Bennett, thank you again!” Randall Grand Druid bowed forward in courtesy.

Abel suddenly thought, "I'm afraid something happened to the Tree of Life again."

“Randall Druid, what's wrong?” He asked hastily.

“The situation of the Tree of Life has improved since the last time we spoke with the Tree of Life, but this morning the Tree of Life has seen a lot of dead leaves again, I invite you to come with me to see the Tree of Life!” There is some plea in Randall Grand Druid's voice.

Since our last meeting, Master Bennett's identity has changed somewhat, so that his reputation and prestige in the Central Continent can now be fully equated or even exceeded.

And because Master Bennett was the only elf who could communicate with the Tree of Life, the last time he helped the Tree of Life, Randall Druid's posture was very low.

When Abel heard the news, he also felt a slight sense of danger, which he did not know was due to the sensations he had had with the Tree of Life since his last communication with the Tree of Life, or to his inspiration.

But now he knows that his strength must be given special attention as soon as there is a sense of danger, and now this sense of danger has made him realize that danger should come soon.

He's not a tree of life, he doesn't have the ability to perceive danger that long ago.

You know, he was in the Pharmacist Guild, and he was close to the Bay City, and he had a sense of danger, and now the Tree of Life, and the early warning, which made him think terribly.

“Randall Druid, let me arrange for you to come with me right away!” Abel sighed.

“Master Bennett, please hurry!” Randall Grand Druid nodded.

Abel walked into the refinery room, using the Master of Pharmacy badge, connecting the pharmacopoeia of the dwelling through the transmission array.

“Pharmaceutical spirit, ready to transfer itself over the fortress of war, control all puppets to move all the valuable items in the basement into the fortress of war!” Abel first contacted Pharmaceutical Spirit to tell him.

“Joan, deform the fortress of war, simulate other buildings, turn it into a small castle, and as soon as you encounter an attack on the defensive battlefield, enter a state of invisibility and take off!” He contacted Ling Qiong, the fortress of war.

He had the feeling that the danger was not so simple this time and that he needed to be prepared.

As Abel ordered, in the backyard of his residence north of the pharmacist camp, the previously invisible fortress of war suddenly appeared, and then began to rise on its disk.