At night, there is a different sound, which seems to be the breeze and the clouds, but it sets off the quiet atmosphere.

The white light of the street lamps shone faintly on a magnificent castle, and in the distance was a deep darkness, dimly glowing with an eerie glow.

The great Rochill, the Holy Twenty-Eight Family, is located here.

At this time, Cedric and Branson looked at the defensive runes that were constantly lit up, and their hearts were extremely anxious.

"Why hasn't Samael come yet, and he won't be able to attack it later.

"Wait, maybe something is delayed."

Cedric was forever calm, as if nothing could make his state of mind fluctuate.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a slight light light on the surface of the lake not far away.

Three unbearable big men walked out of the ripples.

Even if they didn't introduce themselves, the two knew who they were.

Only Samael can have such means, after all, the surface of the lake can also be a mirror to a certain extent.

"How's it going.

Samael looked calm, and the two people behind followed behind without saying a word.

"Your mother is completely well, the unicorn group can't resist the charm of nature's wine, and I have sent your mother back to the conference room in the mirror.

Cedric said lightly, he was finally lucky to complete the task.

After they set out, Samael completely protected his estate with the Loyalty Charm, even if Cedric was not invited.

The Secret Man, on the other hand, is a small snake that he split, and as long as he does not die completely, the enemy will never know the location of the manor.

Samael's smile resurfaced.

This time, there was no danger and killing intent.

"What's going on with the Rochill family?"

Samael pulled the focus back in.

"The flowers and plants in the castle tell me that the Rochill family and the Avery family intend to completely eliminate the heirs of those near-extinct families, and elect the pure-blood family attached to him into the Holy Twenty-Eight Families to expand their influence, and the Travers family is their pawn.

Cedric said calmly, he had heard about the actions of these holy twenty-eight races, and this level of things was not worth his shock.

"So I'm part of their plan?"

Samael asked softly, unable to hear the emotion.

"It's not, in fact, the Rochill family doesn't want to provoke you, this is Jon Travers' initiative, and this is his only request as a pawn."

Cedric, while observing Samael's expression as he spoke, had only one thought in his mind:

Jon Travers died unjustly!

Seeing that Samael did not speak, Cedric continued:

"The Rochill family is now under full martial law, I should have heard about what happened to Travers, I tried, I can't attack that level of defense."

Samael heard this, closed his eyes and percepted that this protection was indeed very strong.

He can storm the past

, but it doesn't have to.

The Rochill family is prosperous, and there are many wizards in it, even if he is confident in slaughtering this clan, he is not sure to protect his friends, and they are not masterminds, there is no need to kill them all.

Whether it is the Ministry of Magic or Dumbledore, he needs to consider the pros and cons.

Samael threw two bottles of compound decoction to the two, wielding a spell to eliminate the traces of the two, and the two instantly turned into a squint-eyed big bucktooth, a hunchback wrapped in the sky, longer than "Draco".

Samael didn't pay much attention to their appearance, and the hand holding the wand tightened unconsciously.

"Since they don't come out, never come out.

Samael's eyes turned white, and the sky that had been empty instantly surged and thunder shone.

The wand in his hand waved casually, and a series of dark blue flames instantly surged out.

Samael is like a musical conductor, waving the baton gracefully, and the flame is like a musical chapter, rhythmic and rhythmic beginning to rise.

The wind swept through, blowing the flames far away.

The friends retreated one after another, and there was only one thought in their hearts:

It's over, set fire to the mountain, and sit in prison!

Samael is crazy? Samael

can't hear what they are thinking, the whole person looks wanton and free, and the temperature of terror rises in the mountains and forests.

It's just a magic shield, I don't know if fire can burn magic?

There are so many people in the Rochir family, there should be wizards who will end all curses

!

"Since there is, let's add some more ingredients to you!"

As Samael's mind moved, thunder rushed from the sky in the dark clouds.

The dense thunder and lightning were like a thunder net, bringing great threats to the wizards in the manor.

Branson's scalp was numb, and the angry Samael was really scary.

Even if he fused the bloodline of the Thunderbird, he could not lift as much weight as Samael.

With this level of weather spell, you have to get rid of your strength.

The werewolf's keen sense of hearing allowed him to hear the roars and wails inside the manor, and instantly returned to his senses, looking at Samael with more reverence in his eyes.

"Let's go, let the fire burn a little longer. "

The night is slightly cool, just for a walk."

Samael smiled and spoke calmly, not in the slightest way to live up to his appearance.

The scene behind him, like an abyss hell, seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Even the little friends who get along day and night feel terrifying.

How could this uncomfortable heat and dust of the sky be suitable for running, opening your eyes and talking nonsense

?" "Samael, are you okay?" asked Draco unnaturally.

"I'm fine, I'm still me. The

black mist in the depths of Samael's pupils dispersed, naturally knowing their worries, and showed a gentle smile.

Thinking of Samael's usual benefits, Draco took the lead in front of Samael.

Others followed without hesitation.

Exchanging sincerity for sincerity is nothing more than that.

Several people are in pairs, shoulder to shoulder, there is no so-called leader, no so-called high or low.

They are best friends and can trust their backs to each other's friends.

......

Of course, it would be nice to ignore their grinning appearance.

In order not to attract attention, Samael picks the ugliest and most stumbling to make compound decoctions.

But I don't want to become a striking point.

After all, it is not easy for all of them to get together so strangely.

......

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