In order to welcome the upcoming school anniversary, the Bastille Training Camp finally began to be lively.

The colorful flags were raised, and the banners for the school anniversary were also pulled high.

Although there were no slogans that were exciting in the training camp, the entire training camp was filled with excitement, which made everyone smile on their faces. Even Chief Li Zhengmin, who was used to being stern, would have smiles on his mouth while patrolling with his thick cigar.

There are only three days left before the school anniversary, and the invited guests have not arrived yet, but the preparations are going smoothly.

Only Qian Guolin, the old military policeman in charge of security affairs, always felt uneasy these two days, so he always frowned and checked around, and the entire military police team became nervous.

The first snow in early winter was still gone. Master Li Zhengmin, who was standing next to the flagpole of the training ground with a speech drafted by Jia Taixi, saw Qian Guolin walking in from the north gate with his hands on his back. He couldn't stand his look at him, and shouted Qian Guolin over.

"What are you doing? You're going around like losing your soul every day, making your kids look like you, searching around in the sky! Are you unwilling to accept it if you didn't do anything?..."

Qian Guolin, who was standing down, rejected the cigar handed over by Li Zhengmin, looking worried. "Zhengmin, I always feel that something is wrong. It's the school anniversary in three days. Why did you draw half of the soldiers in the barracks out to welcome those previous graduates..."

The same question has been discussed three times in the past two days, and Li Zhengmin was anxious when he heard this. "Why can't you go to welcome it? Every school anniversary of other training camps is full of fanfare. Why can't you get in my hands and get out to meet it?"

He didn't care about Li Zhengmin's bad attitude. Qian Guolin, who was standing under the flagpole, narrowed his eyes and looked at the mountains around the teaching area with a sad face, smacking his lips. "No, my right eye has been twitching these days, and I always feel that something is about to happen..."

"It's been an era, and I always talk about it with the 'right eye twitching disaster, left eye twitching wealth'! Come on! I'll comment on you. Let's go on vacation immediately today! Go back and take a few sips to suppress your own shock!"

He raised his hand and patted Qian Guolin on the shoulder. Li Zhengmin was too lazy to pay attention to this silly old guy. In his opinion, everything is questionable after being a military police for a long time. There is no object in the world that is not worthy of military police suspicion. Qian Guolin is a professional ill criminal. It is better to have a few sips of wine and sleep for a nap than anything else.

Qian Guolin, who was still thinking about his mind, was slapped by Chief Li Zhengmin, and he was not angry after trembling for a moment. He just muttered that he was old and weak, but could not withstand such a slap, and then he continued his patrol.

Li Zhengmin, who was standing under the flagpole, shook his head at Qian Guolin's back, and then carefully looked at the speech in his hand several times. He still felt that the sensational slogans above were really not suitable for him to speak. Just as he was thinking about whether he should ask Jia Taixi to reprocess it, he felt that he was being peeped at and furious, so he immediately glared and looked around.

The wind was light and the clouds were light and the winter sun was warm and warm. It quickly shook his eyes. Li Zhengmin, who was affected by Qian Guolin's suspicious emotions, soon felt that the sun was warm and comfortable on his body. The feeling of being peeped out before should be just an illusion, so he stuffed the speech into his pocket, turned around and left the training ground.

After Li Zhengmin left, a dangerous peak was 7,000 meters away from the training ground. The lens cover of a high-power telescope hidden in the cracks of the rock was lifted up again. After a blue blue pupil came up to look at it, he packed up his telescope and turned to a camp to report. "Sir Baron, there is no abnormality in the training camp, but there is a bald head who has good sensing ability, and he almost discovered it!"

"Never mind, that guy is a pure veteran. This time the goal is to wipe out all. Remember! The count's blood will not flow in vain, otherwise the Lesenbra family will become a laughing stock..."

The respondent was a thin man. He sat on a gorgeous carpet without even raising his head, because there was an extremely delicate alcohol stove in front of him, and a small pot was placed on it. With the buzzing sounds inside, an extremely rich aroma spread out from the pot, making the subordinates around him wearing combat uniforms and holding guns in their arms all coveted.

"Little Tony of the Lesenbra family, let your patriarch take out the holy weapon and the fierce key. The forward line can at least advance for 500 kilometers. You blood rats are just concerned about this. Those who are always trying to make trouble. This time it also caused us trouble..."

The slightly hoarse male voice came from behind the huge rock not far from the camp. He seemed very disrespectful to the blood clan, but the elite blood clan guarding the gorgeous carpet seemed to have not heard it. Even the Baron, who was carefully cooking something, was helpless and without any dissatisfaction.

Baron Tony took a cup of sticky hot soup with a strong fragrance from the pot in front of him. After carefully receiving the huge rock, he respectfully handed it to the hoarse man sitting in the leeward position. "Dear Domyala Wizard, this is a thick soup cooked with the heart of the sheathed bird, which has a great effect on skin care..."

A black robe wrapped around the man sitting on the leeward. Although his face was not covered, his face seemed a little blurred. Tony, who glanced at the man's face, felt his head immediately dizzy, so he quickly lowered his eyes and maintained his respectful posture.

A big hand that was so skinny that it was left with only skinny left, took the small cup handed over by Baron Tony and smelled it. The wizard Domuyala, with a blurred face, then poured it into her mouth and savored for a moment. "Not bad, not bad! When the matter here is over, remember to prepare more materials for me, and after I go back, I will also make other wizards envious..."

Baron Tony, whose cheeks twitched, smiled bitterly. He wanted to tell the invited wizard Domuyala that the ingredients were difficult to match, but thinking that these wizards all had a strange temper and were difficult to communicate, so he not only did not explain but also made the complimentary again and again, which made the wizard invited by the family feel better. Baron Tony changed the topic and asked the other party to spare no effort when taking action.

"Little Tony, I agree not to be a thug for you. A small training camp is not worth it at all. Your family always likes to do something. It's great. After I set up the talisman array, you can prepare to set off..."

The tone of his old age made Baron Tony very depressed, but the wizard in front of him was very good at range casting. In this operation, he only brought a small number of elite soldiers in the clan and some werewolfs of the family. Therefore, if he wanted to destroy the Bastille Training Camp in one fell swoop, he had to rely on the wizard's ability, so he had to leave the huge rock with a smile and let his subordinates start preparing to set off.

Seeing Baron Tony leaving tactfully, the wizard Domuyara, who showed a contemptuous expression on the corner of his mouth, he began to be busy.

He took out some strange-shaped materials from his bag and started painting with brown liquid on a flat rock behind the boulder. After a moment, a clear pentagram pattern was completed.

In just this moment, a layer of sweat appeared on the forehead of the wizard Domuyala. He took out a purple-colored heart-shaped object from his arms. After looking at it for a long time, he finally decided to give up using it. In his opinion, he had already set up a talisman array and would use a cover-type attack on the training camp. I believe that the barracks with extremely weak protective power could not resist it.

He put the heart-shaped object in his arms and stood in the center of the five-pointed star talisman array. His hands colluded with complicated gestures on his chest and his obscure rune spells and spells. A light like light suddenly appeared around him, and the five-pointed star talisman array under his feet began to operate...
Chapter completed!