You are all my wings!

"How...how did you know?"

"You don't need to know that."

Lyon said calmly.

He untied the silver paper necklace and saw a string of words engraved on it.

"So that's how it is. You hid your family inside this jewelry store, right?"

Beside her, Langley noticed the inscription on the necklace, paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, how did you figure out that this necklace is related to the Kreacher family's hiding place? The text on it is just a regular trademark stamp, isn't it?"

Lyon glanced at Langley, noticing the pure thirst for knowledge in her eyes, and said:

"I ask you, under what circumstances would a knight carry a necklace that has no magical properties but is obviously exquisitely crafted, of high quality, and somewhat flashy on his person at all times?"

Langley frowned and said:

"Is it because his wife gave it to him? But what does that have to do with the jewelry store?"

"Jewelry stores are places frequented by the upper-class nobles of the capital. Kleech is clearly only a newly promoted fourth-tier warrior, and he must have spent a lot of money to buy a house. Even if his wife is not romantic, she wouldn't give him such a useless and expensive necklace. In other words, this item is most likely an identification item of the power group behind him."

Lyon explained simply.

This explanation is actually somewhat far-fetched.

For example, if you really want to say something, it's understandable that his wife likes flashy things and likes to use Creech's savings.

After all, no matter how newly promoted to the fourth rank he is, he still has some savings after so many years.

Because of the previous accurate verifications, Leon finally explained that even if the explanation was a bit far-fetched, it didn't matter as long as the result was correct.

He wasn't so sure at first, but it wasn't until he saw the necklace that he realized who these people who disrupted Orpheus's plan and took the opportunity to 'accidentally' injure Maquill were.

Silver Badge Magic Illusion Group.

An adventurer group whose primary purpose is to hunt down renowned adventurers.

It has more than ten members with the strength of the sixth rank or above. The leader is a person who has both the professions of assassin and magic swordsman. He is a well-known owner of dark epics and a super master, Miguel.

The founder's goal was to accumulate enough Dark Merit to advance to the level of a demigod.

Each of the group's main members played the roles of the boss in the later part of the first part, the middle part of the second part, the beginning of the third part, and the middle part of the fourth part. Because most of the characters have a high-value appearance, high combat power, and a highly recognizable evil charm style, they have won the title of the best villain team in "Sword, Magic and Holy Land" many times.

This is exactly the opposite of the Blood School, which has a bunch of bizarre characters.

Both groups have produced many well-known villains, who can be said to be present throughout the entire plot.

However, he didn't expect that this group would get involved before the main storyline even started.

This shows how much the plot changed before and after this monster uprising.

On the other side, after listening to Leon's explanation, which was somewhat clumsy compared to his previous accurate deductions, Langley did not have much doubt.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes, her gaze towards Leon now filled with a hint of admiration:

"Your Excellency's insight is truly astounding. I never imagined that there was such a wise person as you in the world."

Leon blinked. Why did Langley's gaze seem strange?

Surely I can't have captivated another married woman so quickly?

It must have been my imagination. My apologies.

Leon ignored Langley and looked at Kreacher:

“Kleech, tell me, under which member of the Silver Badge Illusionary Order are you working?”

Upon hearing this, Klee's face turned noticeably pale.

"No, Your Excellency, please don't mention that name! I'll tell you, I'll tell you now! Ugh..."

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

Immediately afterwards, black smoke billowed from the skin, as if enveloped in an astonishing heat.

"Ahhhh!"

He opened his mouth and cried out, and in the next instant, his whole body turned into a human-shaped charred charcoal and fell to the ground.

Even the second-tier silver full-body armor melted instantly, turning into molten silver that flowed on the ground, making a sizzling sound and emitting an unpleasant odor.

This scene stunned everyone.

When they first heard Leon reveal the specific name of the force behind the other party, Kreacher's reaction was clearly problematic. The others showed expressions of both excitement and relief, as if Lord Leon had actually predicted it.

Just how terrifying was he that he could tell there was something wrong with Klee after only a few glances?

Before they could even marvel at how accurate Lyon's judgment was, Kreacher suddenly burst into flames.

Has this triggered a curse spell?

The group immediately dodged to avoid being infected by the curse.

Leon and Maggie also dodged backward, but it was clear at this point that they could no longer save Kreacher.

To be honest, he didn't expect that Kreacher had been cursed with such a powerful spell.

However, since it was a curse, he quickly figured out who had cast the curse.

Judging from the situation, it must be Skooaro Serives, the only lizardman sorcerer in the Phantom Troupe who has mastered curse magic.

So, was he casting the spell remotely, or was it a pre-cast curse?

He said to Maggie:

"Magical, have you found any traces of curse magic cast in this area?"

Maggie shook her head: "No."

Lyon understood; that meant the curse had been cast beforehand. The person who did it was truly ruthless, treating even their own subordinates like disposable materials.

Langley and the others were still shaken.

Tennessee took a deep breath and asked:

"Your Excellency, are you saying that Kreacher was cursed by the Silver Badge Illusionary Corps?"

As a fifth-order individual, he was knowledgeable enough to know what had happened just by hearing the name.

"Alright. Since the person I'm questioning has raised this issue, there's no need for me to ask any further questions. Give me the spoils, and remember to report this to your superiors after the battle."

Leon gave Machiavelle a look, took the bear paws she brought, tapped them slightly, and then walked away.

Eleven bears are still lurking in the small swamp, but it's uncertain whether they've suffocated to death yet; they can only be harvested after the battle.

It's still a sum of money, after all.

Maggie quickly followed, remembering Leon's instructions not to speak unless asked.

After taking a few steps, Leon suddenly seemed to remember something, turned to look at Langley, and said:

"Sir Langley, remember our promise. Come find me after the war."

Langley nodded emphatically, placed her hand on her chest, bowed slightly, and a hint of expectation appeared in her eyes:

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency, I will definitely arrive as promised!"

After walking a dozen steps, Maggie asked casually:

"My dear and respectable master, what is the promise you made with Langley?"

"You forgot? She said she would specifically explain what happened last time. We should be able to get some other information from her."

"Then why did we only deal with one person? Didn't you say there were two suspicious people?"

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"Originally, I also planned to take down both of them at once, but considering the situation at the time, I decided to give up for the time being and play the long game to catch the big fish."

Lyon explained with a smile.

"So who is the remaining suspect?"

"Didn't you notice? Maggie, your observation skills are terrible."

"Hmph! I was just focused on casting the spell at the time!"

"Actually, that person spoke quite a few times."

"Speaking a lot? Could it be Langley?"

Maggie's eyes widened in shock:

"This woman, with her righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, is actually a member of the Silver Badge Magic Illusion Group?"

"What are you thinking? Langley joined the war later, so she's obviously not one of the two I mentioned at the beginning."

"Oh, right."

Maggie patted her head, suddenly remembering some details, and exclaimed in realization:

"It's Tennessee, right?"

"That's right, it's him, Maggie. Tell me, what's your basis for judgment?"

"Hmph, this is no problem for me!"

Maggie shook her head dramatically, then laughed:

"First, he talks the most, even more than Tukun! Second, he always seems a bit hypocritical. Although Tukun's language is vulgar, his respect for us is genuine, while Tennessee always seems to be putting on an act."

Lyon exclaimed in surprise, "That's insightful. Anything else?"

Unexpectedly, Maggie's observation skills are quite remarkable.

That makes sense, though. Besides possessing the terrifying physique of an artificial demon, her pair of demonic pupils also have unique functions.

One can enhance the power of divine magic, and the other can enhance accuracy and penetration; both are quite good configurations.

Of course, unlike Leon, she wasn't constantly observing and comparing; she needed proper guidance to discover anything.

When Maggie saw Leon's surprised expression, she felt a refreshing and invigorating sensation throughout her body, as if she were floating on air.

She puffed out her small chest and said:

"Also, Tennessee was clearly the least surprised by the words 'Silver Badge Magic Phantom Troupe'! Although he looked shocked, it was just an appearance. In contrast, Tukun and Langley, another fifth-tier captain, were clearly more shocked and fearful."

"As expected of you, Machiru. It seems I need to look at you in a new light."

This time, Lyon's praise wasn't so perfunctory.

"Hmph, good that you know! If you encounter any problems in the future, you can consult me. Considering that you are a decent master, I will mercifully teach you."

Maggie was beaming with joy.

"That's good. After we leave the dungeon, you'll have to teach me alchemy magic properly."

"Alchemy? You really want to learn it?"

"of course."

There was a moment of silence.

"how?"

"Leon asked."

"You...you don't have any other motives, like trying to mess with me like you did during the last workout?"

What do you think, Maggie?

"Wouldn't this be a bad idea?"

Strangely enough, without Iris by her side, Maggie Lu lost her boldness.

"Didn't you say that as long as I tell you how to understand the sacred murals, you'll do anything I ask?"

Leon glanced at Machiru's chubby, pouting profile. This girl was really interesting.

"Then, then, this..."

Maggie seemed to be stuck for a while.