After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

St. John's boss?!

If it weren't for my foresight, if I had really been created as a man-made demon by Saint John... I couldn't tell what disaster would have befallen the empire!

"Boss, huh?"

Eve looked down at the wanted criminal's portrait, and the first thing she noticed was Daimler, who looked wretched. She knew how wild he was in private by looking at his wretched appearance.

Now there is a chance to cut St. John's boss into pieces, why not do it?

Scott tried his best to hold back his smile and explained to Eve in a calm tone:

"They are not much older than we are. And they were married a few years ago. Of course, you can imagine that their union was like that of the Smiths, one thing on the surface and another on the dark side."

You have to know that it cost Impres a lot of money to find out their true identities.

After confirming that Eve remembered the appearance of the two men, Scott put the wanted photo back into the briefcase at his feet:

"People outside say that I'm not interested in women. They think I'll go alone. Since there's a contract marriage, then of course I'll find a capable female partner, not a vase like they imagine, who'll hold me back, right?"

"You're right," Eve closed her eyes and nodded, then asked tentatively,

"So...your mission this time is to kill Daimler and Pelosi, right?"

Scott's smile was bright and could be described as "like a spring breeze":

"As expected of you, the empire's recognized chief magician. You got it right."

Scott paused and continued:

"Anyway, you have only been the chief for a short time, and the previous confidentiality work was very good. Orendon did not know about the change of the chief at all. They even mistakenly believed that St. John was still alive."

Eve added in her heart: It was me who secretly killed St. John using Evan's identity, it would be strange if they knew about it!

"I'm relieved that you can deal with Daimler."

"Ah."

Then, Scott straightened up and smiled as if he was a fan looking at his idol:

"I'm Black Impess. Before today, I've not only been on the battlefield, but I also have a lot of practical experience. Don't worry, I won't be a drag on this mission!"

Eve wanted to turn her head away, not because Scott was being too dramatic, but because:

"Scott, your smile is so beautiful, it makes me want to die..."

Scott suddenly said something to calm Eve:

"Well, this is not an easy thing to do...

"I heard that Daimler is a user of the [Space] ability, which is one of the six of the 'Seven Unthinkables'. It's not easy to get rid of him. That's why many people are protecting him."

Having said that, let me remind you of the "Seven Unthinkable Things" mentioned in Volume 2:

The "Seven Unspeakables" refer to rare abilities that cannot be acquired through teaching. A magician who possesses one of these seven abilities is called a user of the "Seven Unspeakables" ability.

Their code names are: No. 1 [Sacrifice], No. 2 [Time], No. 3 [Puppet], No. 4 [Simulation], No. 5 [Illusion], No. 6 [Space], and No. 7 [Simulation].

As for why Xiao Xien was so depressed at that time, it was because he took up two seats. But now he has created a clone, and the two bodies each occupy one seat.

That is,

Ivan is the user of the [Sacrifice] ability, the "First of the Seven Unthinkables", and Eve is the user of the [Puppet] ability, the "Third of the Seven Unthinkables".

Even though he occupied two seats, Sheen really didn't know the identities of the other ability users.

Eve was now in high spirits: as the third of the "Seven Unthinkables", a user with the ability codenamed "Puppet", she had just found an opportunity to compete with someone with the same ability.

but--

Eve's red eyes were full of question marks. She scratched her head in confusion:

"No, the seven unthinkable things... the real seven unthinkable things wouldn't be so high-profile, right?"

Scott shrugged. "I don't know. Anyway, aren't you a puppet? To know whether he is real or fake, can't you just try it with a real 'Seven Unthinkable' ability user?"

Eve tilted her head: "I can't refute you like this."

Although she was publicly a member of the "Seven Unspeakables", no one knew her true identity anyway.

-

The Hisabel Banquet Hall was noisy.

On the surface, this banquet is a masked ball, but when the so-called peace negotiation team arrives, they will take off their masks and party.

But the two men knew very well that those people wanted to kill them quietly before the peace ceremony began.

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

Scott, wearing a well-cut light uniform and a half-face mask, helped Eve, who was wearing a light dress and also a mask, down the stairs to the banquet hall in the basement. They all knew that such a design was tantamount to "murder in a closed room".

The two stood on the stairs, looking at the bustling crowd downstairs.

Scott clasped his hands together and said calmly, "It seems that the senior generals of Orenden and some royal representatives are present."

Eve nodded slightly. She had memorized the banquet list before coming over to make sure everyone was present. "That's good. It saves a lot of effort."

Scott reached the bottom of the stairs first and reached out to Eve:

"It's okay. This is the calm before the storm. Please enjoy it before the battle begins."

"Thank you." Eve smiled and put her hand on Scott's.

As she came down the steps, she realized something was wrong:

"Ok?"

"What's wrong? It seems you've noticed something too." Scott crossed his arms over his chest and carefully watched his surroundings.

"It's not the Dark Arts."

"Yes, I am very familiar with this aura," Eve nodded with half-opened eyes, "It is that kind of artificial, impure magic."

This smell is exactly the same as the smell that wafted out of the laboratory when Sheen was sent to St. John's laboratory.

It seems that Daimler is also a maniac obsessed with research.

Scott nodded slightly: "Artificial...I was wondering why this smell is so strange."

It seems that Daimler's identity as a person with the "Seven Unquestionable" abilities remains to be determined.

The two walked towards the crowd carefully, and Eve felt it for a long time.

This strange aura is too weak. If Daimler is really the "Seven Unthinkable" ability user that Scott got from the intelligence, he wouldn't be so bad...

Eve closed her eyes and sensed: except for her own and Scott's magic, everyone else's magic could be described as "pale".

"Oh." Eve sighed.

"What's wrong ma'am?" Scott whispered to Eve.

"Madam...?!" Eve was speechless by Scott's joke.

Scott chuckled twice: "Anyway, there are no acquaintances here, so I think it's good to make some jokes to liven up the atmosphere. And you took my money to do the job, so this shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Eve was reminded of this - if Scott's transfer speed was not faster than anyone else, she would have wanted to beat Scott into a first-degree disability.

The beautiful red eyes glared at the dark green eyes. But under such a beautiful smile, Eve's temper disappeared.

At this time, the waltz music sounded.

"The calm after the storm is about to end." Scott sneered and then reached out to Eve.

"Miss Esther, may I invite you to dance with me?"