Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

There was blood all over the ground, but Grace remained unmoved.

Even the smell of blood floating in the air made her feel fragrant and intoxicating.

It took the Black Swan mercenary group less than 5 minutes to solve a village. Of course, this was because this was a medieval village and there was no resistance. Grace immediately lured everyone out.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Sporadic gunshots appeared, and Grace knew it was others cleaning up the remaining survivors.

The sound of the gunfire is not loud, because most of the firearms have been modified to silence them. The mercenaries are not only capable of killing people, they know a lot more.

Grace found a raised rock and sat down.

There is naturally a reason for killing people.

And her reasons are actually quite simple, there are only two.

The first one is that she wants to kill.

The second is for Ciel.

Grace has already seen the power of wizards, and in her opinion, it's not bad.

Wizards are like agents who are proficient in various killing techniques. Their attacks are very strong, but their lives are as fragile as they can be taken away with one shot.

Grace was not worried about the power of wizards. Being shot and killed by a spell were the same to her, both were deaths.

But I am more worried about the relationship between the two.

Black Swan works for those big shots. In fact, there is no such worry. As long as they don't pass the line, the big shots won't clean them up.

And those big shots are aloof, but they have their own set of rules.

The big guys just see them as knives.

But wizards, wizards are different, they are the power themselves.

This is Grace's most intuitive impression of wizards.

As the deputy leader of a mercenary group, she knew very well how the feeling of power when holding a gun would change people's mentality. Perhaps those big shots regarded them as knives and cheap weapons.

But the mercenaries themselves believed that they would be the Sword of Damocles and that they were the real masters of power. At the last moment, they still only believed in the weapons in their hands.

Money and power have nothing to do with the barrel of a gun.

So Grace was very worried that the wizards did not follow the rules and eventually turned into a duel with force.

She decided to slaughter a few random villages as a way to show off her power.

"Oh!"

The sound of gunfire became thinner and thinner.

There weren't many people in the entire village to begin with, but after all the killing, there might only be a few people left.

But Grace suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in her heart, as if she was being targeted by some kind of beast.

Mercenaries trust their intuition very much, because on the battlefield, the slightest difference may be the difference between life and death. In the face of life and death, there is no shame in anything.

"Everyone!"

Grace stood up and shouted loudly.

The mercenaries who penetrated deep into the village began to quickly retreat and assemble, even Grace's brother Oliver was no exception.

"what's the situation?"

Kyo asked.

She is considered the third in command of the mercenary group, apart from William and Grace, the father and daughter, she is even one level higher than Oliver.

Because William is responsible for diplomacy, Grace is mainly responsible for combat, and Jing is responsible for things other than combat, logistics, detection, etc.

She did not receive an enemy warning communication from the investigators.

"I have a bad feeling about it."

Grace said bluntly.

Everyone else, including Jing, had no objections after hearing this. They were careful not to make big mistakes, and no one wanted to die.

Of course, this also depends on the situation. At a critical moment, you must analyze which risk is greater, whether to trust your intuition or ignore it. To put it bluntly, you still have to adapt to changes.

The mercenaries huddled together and then scattered, forming a defensive and counterattack formation.

About a few minutes passed.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a sniper gunshot sounded from deep in the jungle.

Grace looked up for the first time, and she guessed correctly. In the sky, a very faint black dot seemed to be hovering above them.

They are exposed.

Grace also knew where her uneasy feeling came from.

"Hurrah la la!"

The black spot gradually grew larger and spiraled down. It did not conceal its existence, and soon reached a distance visible to the naked eye of Grace and others.

Tangled dirty hair covered the face and body, with a funny hat on top of its head, as if it were the height of an adult human, with ferocious teeth and dirty wings that were longer than its body.

"That's...a flying monkey, no, an ape?"

Kyo asked with a strange look on his face.

"Squeak!"

In the sky, the flying monkey roared ferociously at the Black Swan team.

"It should be said that it is a flying ape monster."

Grace was not polite. She pulled the gun bolt and prepared for target shooting.

But the sound of flapping wings in the sky became more and more loud, and soon several black dots quickly approached from a distance.

"hiss!"

"flutter!"

And accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, on the corpses of the villagers that they had slaughtered before and scattered on the ground, ferocious plush arms shot up to the sky like zombies emerging from the ground, and then squeezed out, The broad wings that follow closely behind.

The flying monkey is being born.

"Of course, you can also add the adjective "a large group of people..."

Grace made a prompt decision and made a gesture to retreat and call for support, preparing for a full retreat.

………………

"I heard the marshmallows are delicious there."

"And the carousel."

"I haven't done a roller coaster yet."

"It's better to stay here."

The princesses were all discussing.

Ciel waited quietly.

The princesses have gradually deviated from the topic, from discussing the battle plan to where they will go after everything is over, and most people's suggestion is Niceland.

Even though Hermione still had the last bit of conscience, she tried to bring the subject back from time to time, but to no avail.

After all, people are social animals, and the contagion was so strong that Hermione soon followed them astray.

Ciel was deep in thought.

Like he said, everything that needs to be done has been done.

The Knights of the Kingdom of Arendelle, the Knights of the Kingdom of Sudan, and the Black Swan Mercenaries, it seems that Ciel has invested a lot of energy in them, and the princesses are also very concerned about them, but in fact they are just cannon fodder.

Responsible for consumption and detection.

Fight against the Red Queen and Theodora's army of magical monsters.

Cannon fodder versus cannon fodder, all the above can actually be summarized in this sentence, so in fact, Ciel doesn't really care about them.

Soldier against soldier, king against king.

The real key to victory or defeat lies in the witches themselves and their high-end power. If they are not dealt with, everything will never end and they will always come back.

In the wizarding world, it has always been like this, magic is power itself.