Marcel is on the roof with his former deputy Thierry.

Marcel's eyes took back from Davina. She didn't look very good, but fortunately there was someone around her.

Thierry looked at marcel, and his attitude was very general.

"Hey, our leader, what's important that you dragged me here?"

Marcel looked at the man in front of him. Thierry was his confidant. If you want to know and trust, there is no more suitable choice than Thierry.

Marcel said his request directly, "listen, I have a proposal. I want you to make an alliance with the people who abandon Klaus."

Thierry thought Marcel had a brain problem. Now, he still had the courage to say, "Hey, do you mean we need to recruit troops?"

"Yes, how can we recapture the city without the army?"

"You have nothing. You have no weapons and no allies. You can't get close to the French district. Marcel asked me to remind you that you have been expelled. If Elijah finds out your existence, he will kill you. If Klaus hasn't had time to kill you."

Marcel didn't refute, he just smiled silently.

"Well, Thierry, or you're right, I have nothing. Maybe I should hide in barktown like you... But, you know, I'm different. I've always been a leader. I think you came because you don't want to leave home. So am I!"

Marcel's vision goes far, and he still has personality charm in front of his men.

"The war is about to break out. Everyone is choosing their own position. I want to find a way to recapture our city. Are you willing to help me?"

"You are always eloquent, Marcel, but this wonderful speech is not enough."

Thierry is still hesitating, but Marcel knows that he has begun to believe him. This firm trust has made Marcel succeed many times. Yes, Thierry also knows that Elijah and they can't really believe him, so it's Marcel who can form an alliance with each other.

Besides, Marcel is at least more reliable than Klaus, isn't he?

Marcel has made a little progress, and others are not so lucky, such as our great father Kieran.

Father Kieran is terrible.

Yes, his situation has begun to get seriously out of control.

Camille has quit his job and taken care of him wholeheartedly, but the situation is getting worse day by day.

Father Kieran locked himself in the attic and prayed with a cross every day. However, it seems that the situation is not very optimistic. His waking time is more and more short, and only a little time can be used to absorb food.

The rest is endless hell.

Camille looked at her uncle. She couldn't bear it, especially when father Kieran looked very clear. She tried to convince her uncle more than once.

"Hey, is it really necessary for you to lock yourself like this? Maybe we can do something else? "

"No, I have to do this, son. Yes, I have begun to feel that my power is out of control. This damn curse destroys my forgiveness ability... Listen, I had only one idea at the summit before. Even if my reason told me to be calm, my real idea is that I want to kill, yes, That is to kill everyone! "