Royal Academy of Drama.

Chris waited anxiously. He also brought Gail when he visited Margaret. Chris didn't know whether Margaret could solve the crisis in River Valley Town.

If not……

Click.

The door opened, and a tall woman with an indifferent face walked in.

"Go to the Voodoo Association."

The woman shook her head, "This is not what we are good at."

Chris stood up, "What did Ms. Margaret say?"

"The energy rules contained in it are very complicated. Even the teacher can't tell the specific operation method. Some of them..."

"Maybe it doesn't belong in our system."

Chris suddenly understood something.

"You mean...it could come from the Cursed Lands?"

"Just doubt."

"The guy you brought is in a very strange state. He is a living person and a dead person at the same time. What we see is only a body affected by special energy."

"His soul is not here. The teacher even suspects that if his body is not eliminated, the matter in River Valley Town will not end."

"Go to the Voodoo Association and ask. On that body, the teacher saw a little trace of voodoo."

"Is this matter related to the Voodoo Association?"

Chris seemed to understand something.

"That's the judgment you need to make."

"If there is really no other way..."

"Just get rid of everyone."

Chris' face froze. Judging from the latest data, the scope of influence has expanded to nearly a hundred people.

Suddenly letting 100 people disappear, the impact is too great.

"Thank you, Ms. Margaret, for your help. I will report the truth to Mr. President."

"Go slowly."

The tall slender woman said indifferently.

Watching Chris leave, the woman turned and returned to Margaret's room.

"Teacher, he's gone."

"Go to the voodoo society?"

Margaret looked at Gail who was lying in the middle of the circle and asked softly.

"Yes."

"Do we need to make some preparations in advance?"

"This thing is likely to spread to Bordeaux, when..."

"No need."

Margaret waved.

"Send someone to the Hunter's Guild later. This should be an accident. He shouldn't have been discovered by others."

Margaret pointed at Gail.

"After seeing this person, the Hunter Guild should understand something."

"Are you saying that the Voodoo Association is really behind all this?"

A look of surprise appeared on the woman's face.

"Once such a thing is spread, the entire Voodoo Association will be affected."

Margaret smiled.

"Because our gorgeous Voodoo Queen can't wait."

"For witches, the Full Moon is a dangerous level. If the full moon cannot turn full in a short period of time, it will bloom with a ray of morning light."

Margaret looked back at the students beside her.

"Then what awaits her is complete decline."

The female student beside her widened her eyes slightly, this was the first time she had heard this statement.

"Has the Voodoo Queen reached a critical stage where she has to be promoted?"

Margaret nodded.

"She has achieved it many years ago, and she should be unable to suppress it now."

"Hehe."

"Who knows what kind of face is hidden under her beauty that has been peeped by countless extraordinary people?"

"In order to maintain the peak, she has paid a lot. In the final analysis, her aptitude can only be regarded as ordinary among those of her contemporaries, and it is almost the limit to be able to get to where she is today."

"There are obvious traces of black witchcraft in it, which is somewhat familiar, and it is exactly the same as Mansu's way back then."

"Hmph, a self-proclaimed Queen. If she had taken this step earlier, she wouldn't have ended up where she is today."

"Dark witchcraft? Isn't that a spell that is expressly forbidden to practice?"

Margaret looked at her students.

"Rules are made to limit the weak. For truly powerful people, there is no good or evil in power."

Margaret walked to the window, and through the carved glass, looked beyond the school district to the bustling streets outside.

"Some interesting things are going to happen next. Cassandra, at this critical moment, what choice will you make?"

…………

Near Cassandra's manor, a car slowly stopped at the door. Obviously the location of the whole manor is not very remote, but for some reason there are few people around the whole street.

Subconsciously, ordinary people who approach here will automatically leave.

The car door opened, and it wasn't Chris who walked out, but Blake.

Although his position in the guild is not high, as the only disciple of the president, he is equivalent to the president's agent to the outside world.

Blake walked to the door, and a figure blocked his way.

"Blake?"

Another disciple of Cassandra, Ashley, frowned.

"What are you doing here?"

"I am seeking Ms. Cassandra's help on behalf of the teacher."

"The teacher is not in Bordeaux, please go back."

Blake didn't move, but just quietly looked at Ashley in front of him.

"Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?" The expression on Ashley's face changed.

"I understand Ms. Cassandra's thoughts, but I can tell her clearly that it's impossible."

"That place can no longer accommodate the combat power of the Full Moon Level, so we have no way to agree to her request."

"I hope you can tell Ms. Cassandra that the Hunter Guild hopes that she can change one condition."

Ashley chuckled.

"Blake, I don't know what you are talking about at all. I said the teacher is not here, so go back."

Ashley replied formulaically.

The anger flashed across Blake's face.

"So confident, are you sure that you can solve the crisis in River Valley Town?"

"What are you talking about Black? I really don't know what you're talking about?"

"What happened in River Valley Town, does it have anything to do with us?"

Blake's eyes became dangerous, "You're playing with fire."

"It seems that you really have something to ask the teacher for help. If you don't mind, I can accompany you to take a look and tell her when the teacher comes back."

"In addition, what you said is not completely impossible."

"Since that place can't accommodate another Full-Moon-level combat power, let the people inside leave..."

"Isn't everyone happy with this?"

Blake heard the meaning of Ashley's words, his eyes flickered, and he always felt that Ashley meant something.

"Such a trivial matter, Mr. President probably doesn't want to alarm the Federation of Trade Unions."

"Until then……"

Ashley smiled.

"Some people can't hide their secrets."

Blake's pupils shrank suddenly!

"After all, not everyone is as easy-talking as Mr. Sean."