You call this the mastermind?

If you look down from the sky, you can find that this strange white fog does not appear outside Fort Saint Grant.

As they sway and wriggle, it seems that a thick sea of ​​clouds in the sky has fallen on the island, covering the entire school like a huge piece of marshmallow, attracting the attention of many people outside the school.

At first, this piece of marshmallow was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was about to condense from gas to liquid.

However, with the appearance of a turbulent vortex in the corner of the campus, this trend began to reverse rapidly.

"It dissipated so quickly?"

It was difficult to walk too far in the foggy area. Mrs. Chelsea was still staying downstairs in the dormitory at this time, and she noticed the changes in the surrounding environment at the first time.

"I think Alfred has succeeded."

The Holy Spirit in her body judged so.

"Look at the direction of this fog, something is wrong, right?"

The lady questioned this.

Before, this person gave her a lot of popular science about the power of the demon king named Alfred, such as leading the army to the eternal gate of heaven, destroying the human kingdom, controlling the ocean, etc.

Although he lost the throne of the Demon King due to the current restrictions of the times, his former glory could not be repeated.

But if he came to steal something without thinking, it would be impossible to be stopped.

However, as one of the monarchs of hell, he came to do this kind of theft in person, which was enough to explain some problems.

So she was not as "confident" as the Holy Spirit.

"This thick fog is a treasure. It is slow to release and needs a process to converge."

The Holy Spirit in the body explained.

"It seems that you are very familiar with this Demon King?"

"Not too familiar, but we cooperated at the beginning, so we investigated."

The lady put away her half-belief and half-doubtful attitude after hearing this.

The person in the body never brags about anything, let alone flattering others. She can be so sure that she must believe that the Demon King can move freely in the current Saint Grant Castle.

So she began to think about the impact of this matter.

Although the other party did not admit it, the lady felt that the arrival of Alfred must be because of what happened last night, which made Christine urgently call allies to prepare to move the crucial thing.

In other words, the Holy Spirit was afraid of the Lord of Dawn, whom she jokingly called her father, and by extension, Melen, who had a certain relationship with the Lord of Dawn.

But this fear did not seem to have evolved into hostility.

Therefore, the lady thought that this might be because Christine was not sure of the Lord of Dawn's position at present, or even his purpose, so she started to take precautions just in case.

And instigating herself to get in touch with Melen more was obviously to deepen her understanding...

"Hmm?"

While the lady was thinking, a voice of doubt suddenly came out of her body.

"What's wrong?" She asked doubtfully.

"...Nothing."

The other party replied, "Maybe I felt it wrong."

Maybe?

This unconfident prefix surprised Mrs. Chelsea.

But what surprised her even more was that the person in her body screamed again, "What's going on!?"

"What's going on?"

The Holy Spirit did not respond, but the emotion transmitted from her seemed to be full of shock.

It seemed... scared by something?

The lady was a little puzzled.

...

The onlookers were in turmoil because they discovered something. As the party involved in this sudden incident, Alfred also discovered something unusual.

This made him a little restless.     Originally, he thought that sneaking into Saint Grant Castle and taking away a certain item was just a casual thing.

Although it needed to be covered up because of the existence of the heir, it was at most more troublesome.

The existence of the tidal mist was enough to allow him to move freely here.

It was indeed smooth at the beginning. After many arrangements, he successfully got the thing without even alerting the guards.

However, just as he was about to leave, an accident happened.

The accident came from Saint Grant Castle itself, or in other words, from the heir who suddenly transferred his authority and restricted him.

According to his prediction, this situation should not have happened.

The existence of the tidal mist is enough to disrupt all order in this school.

Unfortunately, something that should not have happened happened.

Although he was caught off guard, he did not care too much.

Accidents are inevitable in everything he does, especially when it comes to the heir, who seems a bit mysterious and not very simple to him.

However, even if he is not simple, he is just a young boy. Although he has the Saint Grant Castle as a support, the Saint Grant Castle was built with his help. No one knows better than him what this place can do.

Therefore, he will pass on a warning.

He does not think that the other party will listen to him honestly. The inherent arrogance of humans makes them very ignorant in many aspects.

So in his prediction, the heir will not pay attention to him in a short time. Only when the time is long and the tidal mist spreads, the heir will know how powerful it is, and then he will compromise step by step.

This time will not be less than half a night, which is not long or short, but Alfred has to have the patience to wait quietly.

Waiting for the tidal fog to continue to expand, waiting for the school to fall into chaos and eventually become shaky.

However, it didn't take long for him to find that he couldn't wait any longer!

It wasn't that he lost his patience, but that the speed at which the fog grew couldn't keep up with its speed at disappearing!

"How could it disappear?"

This surprised him.

Except for his own "domain", no other container could contain this fog, or in other words, after a long time, this fog had already been marked by him, and no one else could take it away.

But now, the power that should have been indestructible was actually leaving him at a rapid speed...

And once it was gone, he couldn't feel it anymore!

What was so overbearing? Who did it?

He immediately suspected the heir.

After all, he had just experienced an accident related to him.

But thinking about it carefully, this seemed impossible.

It was one thing for the other party to seize the heir's authority, but it was another thing to be able to do anything to his tidal fog.

The former only needed to meet the conditions, but the latter needed to be stronger than his "level" in some aspects, otherwise it would be impossible to snatch it away.

But how could this be possible...

The sudden accident made Alfred's face uncertain, and he couldn't be sure of the reason. The only thing he could be sure of was that if he continued like this, he would suffer heavy losses.

So he saw that the opportunity was not good and directly cut off the source of the fog.

Then he didn't contact anyone, his whole body shrank, and in an instant he turned into an oval stone.

The situation was out of control, and accidents happened frequently, proving that his information was very inaccurate.

In this case, instead of rashly contacting others, it is better to close yourself and wait and see.

Or, to respond to changes with the same attitude...

Normally, this strategy cannot be said to be wrong.

It's a pity that Alfred didn't know that although he was cautious by shrinking, he also lost an opportunity to understand a shocking secret.