Facing everyone's gaze, Link faintly smiled:

"This is a matter between you and the Beckman family. I represent the Foley family. This matter has nothing to do with me. So, this time I'm just watching the show."

"But you are not the successor of the Beckman family..."

Little Schwartz frowned and said in surprise, but just halfway through the conversation, he saw the bitter and embarrassing expression of the old Beckman.

Little Schwartz's frowning brow stretched out, and his face became more clear.

He feels he understands.

The heir to the grandson that Old Beckman was looking for was indeed excellent.

But the better the person, the higher the price.

At the moment, the reason why Link Foley suddenly appears to have nothing to do with himself is that 80% of it is because he has not yet negotiated with the old Beckman because of the additional conditions of inheriting the Beckman family.

After figuring this out, little Schwartz closed his mouth obediently.

Others present may not understand the matter like Jr. Schwartz did, but they basically remained silent.

There is no questioning, nor the idea of ​​expelling Link, an ‘irrelevant person’.

After all, the Foley family represented by the other party is really in the sky at the moment, and there are actually not a few people who secretly follow this assassination. Dolink is really not a lot, and there is no need to offend the other party for such a small matter.

Of course, it's just that most people think too much. The old cowboy Lange obviously doesn't think so.

After listening to Link's answer, he directly pinched the cigarette **** on the conference table, and then laughed:

"You people will always be so timid. When we were rampant in Europe, you liked to be a tortoise and don’t help each other, but after so many years, you also gave me this set! What? Is it the fine tradition of your people?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone, including the old witch from the International Wizarding Federation, had an unpleasant expression.

We must know that the reason why people like everyone have done so much work is to make others forget their background as Saints of Grindelwald.

But Lange mentioned these people again today directly in front of outsiders.

This is really embarrassing.

"Are you trying to declare war on the Foley family and even the entire magical world?" Link narrowed his eyes and rubbed the wand in his hand. "Lange, you don't really think you are great, do you? To tell you clearly, I myself am the winner of the Second Medal of the Merlin Order, and my Folly family has long been with the current Minister of Magic, Wisengamao, and Representative of the International Federation of Wizards, Mr. Fudge, and Dumbledore has maintained a long-term friendly relationship.

What do you think would be the result if I told them that there is still a remnant of a saint named Lange in Germany? "

"You **** British guy!"

Lange's face suddenly became gloomy, and he got up to draw his wand.

The old Hartman, who had been sitting next to him, hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him, and other people in the Despicable League began to persuade him.

They knew very well that with Link's energy, those words that Link said just now are very likely to become reality.

They didn't care how Lange died.

The most important problem is that if it is really cleaned up, it will affect them.

For a while, the entire conference tent became noisy.

Lange didn't know whether he was doing it or he really couldn't bear the obstacles of the old Hartman. He was in a stalemate with the old Hartman, and he couldn't even pull out his wand.

A gray-white ray suddenly shot out, violently separating everyone from the Despicable Alliance.

Immediately afterwards, everyone listened to the old witch from the monitor in the corner dissatisfiedly said:

"Don't waste my time anymore. I'm not here to listen to your quarrels. Get me back to business!"

"you……"

Beckman waited with a pair of bright red eyes and looked at the old witch of the Overseer angrily.

But in the end he sat back on his seat without saying a word-he dared to fight Link’s teeth and claws, but he never dared to do the same to the old witch, because the other party now represents the entire world. Wizarding Union!

Link, who had no good show to watch, also sneered again and again, and did not continue to pursue this matter.

After all, Link thought he was still a big man, so he wouldn't be angry with someone who was going to die tomorrow.

"That's right, everyone is our own. There is no need to make things like this. Let's get down to business. Let's get down to business. Hahaha..." Old Hartman said, "Beckman, you I’ll explain the situation to you first when I’m here late.

For now, we have decided to leave for the Newmont Gaard Prison tomorrow morning. The general plan is similar to what we originally agreed. It is still the Kugels and non-combatants like Ms. Schwartz who call the door on the grounds of visits.

If the call fails later, we fighters will enter the prison to do the rest.

Oh right, Mr. Foley. Since you only want to be a bystander, don't follow us into the tower this time. "

Old Hartman looked at Link, and continued after Link nodded, "In addition, in terms of personnel, our main breakthrough is still Mr. Lange. The rest are 10 entourages brought by you three parties. And 50 war wizards sent by my Hartman family.

call!

Finally, I want to ask if you have any other better suggestions for combat strategy. After all, life is precious, and I don't want to see any casualties among our people. "

Old Hartman's tone was dull and bitter.

But this is no wonder.

In this operation, almost all other families were paddling, and the number of people sent was pitiful. It almost understood that he wanted the people of the Hartmann family to be cannon fodder.

But in front of the old witch of the monitor, he couldn't say anything to reduce the manpower.

So I can only hope that someone can come up with a reliable tactic to reduce casualties.

However, it is a pity that there are really no smart people or strategists who are so intelligent and close to monsters in the League of Despicables-if they were there, they wouldn't be able to cause the current situation that the International Wizarding Federation has arbitrarily handled.

Ever since, the old Hartman gained only endless silence.

Seeing that the smile on Old Hartman's face could no longer be maintained, his expression was gloomy.

Link looked funny, and asked jokingly:

"Mr. Hartman, what level of strength are the 50 combat wizards you brought?"

"Basically, they are at the level of general hitters," Hartman said in a deep tone. "There are also Aurors who have the strength, but there are not many, no more than five."

"Since they all have the strength of the striker level, why don't you try to destroy the Newmongard prison directly?"

Link leaned Erlang’s legs and said leisurely, “Although Newmontgard Prison may use anti-magic building materials, and there are defensive magic attached to the outside, the progress of directly attacking the building may be quite slow. But once successful, you can take Green Dvor pulls closer to the open terrain that is good for us. Isn't this a safe way?"

"Yes, yes! Mr. Foley, what you said is really good!"

Hearing this, Old Hartman's eyes beamed, and he patted his thigh excitedly.

Seeing that, it seemed as if I could not wait to pounce directly and hug Link and kiss him.

If you follow Link's plan, maybe none of the manpower he brings will be damaged!

The small Schwartz and others around are also attached.

Although they can't come up with serious ideas, they don't think much, but they are still good at pushing the boat along the river.

Just when everyone was in joy, they heard the old witch of the monitor in the corner coldly say:

"No! You must not use the method of destroying the Newmontgarde Prison. Not only that, you must always pay attention to the accuracy and power of the curse when you turn back into the tower and attack, and you must ensure that the main body of the Newmontgarde Prison is complete!"

The original lively meeting tent quieted down in an instant.

Everyone looked at the old witch of the Overseer in amazement, and the old Hartman asked angrily:

"why!?"

"Because Neumongaard, as the most notorious prison in Grindelwald period and the detention point of Grindelwald now, is a very important milestone in the history of the International Wizarding Federation against the evil forces! We will never allow you to use this The reason hurts it!" The old witch of the Overseer didn't fear Hartman, and said, "Do you think this reason is enough?"

"Excuse! This is Chi Guoguo's excuse! You just don't look at us well and want us to bleed as much as possible!"

Hartman roared like an angry giant bear.

And this time, the other despicables around didn't have any intention to stop them. They all sat down in their seats quietly, expressions of grief.

The reason that the old witch found was too false.

This makes them feel a bit sad.

What's more, like the young Schwartz who likes brain repair, there is even a feeling that the International Wizards Federation wants to take this opportunity to kill them all.

"Whatever you say, but I want to remind you that you must complete the mission of the International Wizarding Federation! Otherwise..."

The old witch spoke lightly, then got up and quickly left the meeting tent.

This action further angered the old Hartman.

He didn't dare to trouble the old witch, so he roared and started smashing the furniture in the tent to vent.

The whole meeting broke up unhappy.

Back in the tents that the veterans of Beckman Castle had set up, the distress and entanglement that had been hanging on Beckman's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of excitement.

He hurriedly put a soundproofing curse on the entire tent, and said to Link:

"Is everyone arranged?"

"Of course, I have sent the coordinates here to Old Klie and Snape, and now they should have been lying in ambush around Newmontgard Prison."

Link sat on a soft chair grinningly, pulling his tie loose and saying, "You did a great performance today. They shouldn't have noticed it. Tomorrow it will be implemented according to the original plan, and you will follow Lang first. They enter the tower, and then we will command Snape who is ambushing them to get rid of the people outside, and then come and make peace with you."

Beckman didn't care about Link's slightly disrespectful appearance. He nodded his head and paced back and forth in the tent. After a long time, he showed a fierce look, gritted his teeth and said:

"The only problem now is the old witch sent by the International Wizarding Federation! She will definitely not let us stop Lange and the others and sabotage the plan of the International Wizarding Federation! Otherwise, let's just solve her, right?"

Hearing this, Link frowned.

He did not answer Beckman the first time, but poured a glass of German-made meteor dry red wine, pushed it in front of Beckman, and said slowly:

"You are too excited now, it's best to calm down."

Beckman took the goblet and drank it in one sip, then glared at Link with those bright red eyes.

Seeing that Beckman really couldn't turn around, Link shook his head and said:

"We can't attack that old witch."

Beckman widened his eyes and said:

"Why? She will tell the International Wizarding Federation completely what we have done. At that time..."

Before Beckman could finish speaking, Link interrupted:

"so what?"

Beckman was at a loss for a moment, but Link continued:

"I know Dumbledore too well, and you must know Grindelwald very well. The two of them fought back and made trouble, do you really think Dumbledore would sit back and watch Grindelwald be murdered?

I dare say that the guy who instigated the despicable group to assassinate Grindelwald this time was just a private plan of a very few people within the International Wizarding Federation, at least Dumbledore must have no knowledge.

What if the old witch communicated the situation back?

The guy hiding behind will never say anything!

He was afraid of Dumbledore's revenge!

It is because he is afraid that he wants to control former saints like you to do this!

You don’t really think that when this is done, you can say goodbye to the past and live the life of an unsupervised master, do you?

They just want you to bear Dumbledore's anger!

From the very beginning, he had the idea to kill you all! "

The bloodshot eyes in Beckman's eyes became denser ~lightnovelpub.net~ his fists were also clenched, and the whole person was very emotional.

But in the end, he loosened his fist and said sadly:

"It's a good strategy, how can they do this, Merlin, they are the most despicable people in the world. A guy like me, in their eyes, is probably no different from a larger ant. When will they be killed by them? Don’t know?"

He looked at Link again, and finally there was a little more light in his eyes, "Link, you are different from me. You have the wisdom and strength to compete with them, and you will achieve a great cause! Far more than what we did before. A bigger cause!!"

"I don't need you to tell me this too," Link said with a blank look at Beckman. "I advise you to show your spirits. To you, tomorrow will be a fierce battle."

Beckman nodded and murmured:

"Yeah, I have to adjust my condition. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will kill all the dregs!

In addition, I have to ask the Lord Grindelwald. In the beginning, how did he lose to Dumbledore in the first place, he is so powerful... he will not abandon us... he is a good leader... our ideal..."

Link shook his head listening to Beckman's apparently half-crazy self-talk, and went straight back to his room.

He has no interest in these things.

Even if he must listen, he prefers to listen to Grindelwald personally.

At least, it is possible to gain skill points that way!

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