The Magic Thief Chapter 8:

In an ordinary villa on the outskirts of Franck, a middle-aged man was angrily turning around in the study.

He is the Count Dakru who is proficient in transforming magic.

Unlike usual, he is not dressed up as a scholar.

The luxurious silk pajamas draped over him proved that he had just woke up from sleep.

Just now, a shocking news came from his eyeliner. An hour ago, on the Avenue of Shantrongen, the Princess of Derry Zhi and the young heir of Sirthberg were attacked in the restaurant. .

Hearing this news, the Lord Earl immediately jumped out of the bed.

He didn't even have time to change his pajamas. He gathered all the people around him and ordered them to summon all the characters above the captain level in the city to this place.

In addition, he also ordered his most trusted assistant to use the eyeliner that he usually hides so deeply that he does not make contact with him, to investigate the incident in detail.

After sending all his men out, the Lord Earl has been in circles in the study.

This incident was beyond his expectation.

Frank is an extremely huge city. I want to gather dozens of people scattered in it in a very short time in such a huge city, all in one place, and there will be more It is not an easy task to guard against the king's spies.

However, his subordinates did it after all. The people sent to Franck were all the prince’s most loyal and most obedient soldiers.

Furthermore, the huge safe passage built by the prince at a huge cost in the capital has also proven to be very efficient.

The captain, the staff, and the liaison officer gathered in the hall downstairs with a total of more than twenty people. They were dressed in a variety of styles, including businessmen, scholars, guys, and coachmen.

A very solemn expression appeared on everyone's face.

The sound of rushing footsteps from the ceiling above made everyone more sad.

Earl Dacreo was thinking about going around in the study, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Are everyone here?" Count Dacrere asked in a low voice.

"By your order, a total of twenty-three members above the captain have arrived, but there are still three people who have not been able to contact." The director truthfully replied to the report.

"Who?" A heavy question came from the study, and the murderous intent contained in it made the butler almost breathless.

"Mr. Serot, Staff Spey, Captain of the Third Team Hann." The butler quickly replied.

There was a moment of silence in the study, and suddenly the door was suddenly opened.

Earl Ducru, dressed in his pajamas, came out of the study and went straight downstairs.

Those who were waiting, heard the footsteps coming from the stairs, and stood up respectfully.

"Any further news?" The earl asked, sitting down on the sofa in the middle.

"My lord, my subordinates are extremely surprised. On the surface, this weapon fight seems to be an accident. The two sides of the weapon fight are smugglers in the city, and the contradiction between them has been in existence for a long time. The strange, strange thing is that the time and place where the fighting took place. This fighting seems to have deliberately involved the princess of the Kingdom of Derry and the heir of the lord of Sirthberg. Moreover, the usual fighting will never affect others." A staff officer stood up and said.

"Is there a report on the'spike'?" Count Dacreo asked, frowning.

"My lord, the reports of'Spike' are roughly the same, except that he mentioned that from the attacker’s confession, the attack was scheduled as early as a month ago. The hacked smuggler leader always He would go to the mistress’s house on Chanterungen Avenue to have fun every month. When he was killed, he originally planned to go to the jewelry store to choose jewelry for his mistress."

"The princess will go to the accident site for the same reason, except that she chose another one. By the way, the place where the Lord Earl happened is on the road where the jeweler shops are most concentrated. More than a dozen of Ronk’s largest jewellery shops have shops there."

The butler carefully said everything he knew and succinctly.

"Weird--it's so weird," Count Dacreo groaned.

"It is neither an accidental accident nor a deliberate killing. No matter how you look at it, it's not justified...Counselors--what do you think?" Asked, frowning.

"My lord, in my opinion, this must have been arranged in advance. Rogue fighting will never hurt passers-by. This is a rule, and besides the princess, she can’t be approached with strict defenses on weekdays. This time she only brought The heir to Surthburg is out, where are the two inseparable knights?" After whispering, another staff member stood up and said.

"Explain your guess in detail."

Earl Dakru nodded and said, he hadn't thought about this possibility.

"My lord, the only people who can make such an arrangement must be those in Surthburg. I am afraid they are behind the scenes. The reason for this is not to call two other reasons. It may be to let the lord of Surthburg be the heir. This opportunity is to stage a hero to save the United States, in order to bring the relationship between Thursberg and Delizhi closer, or to take this opportunity to solve the princess of Delizhi, so that the relationship between the king and the kingdom of Delizhi is completely Broken." The staff member explained.

An older staff officer stood next to him and said:

"Yes, let the princess not have a guard, and let the place where the fight occurred is right next to the jewelry line selected by the princess, so that you can accurately grasp the time when the fight occurred. If you want to do all this, it is not those of Surthburg. There are countless people. Those in Surthborough were originally experts in this area. What's more, the thieves were already closely related to the smugglers. Only they could arrange a confession between the smugglers."

After listening to the staff's description, the earl shook his head slowly:

"This kind of trick is not in the style of those southerners. If this thing is arranged in Surthburg, then it should look like a dance drama. Those southerners are good at acting and they have the best The actors and script writers are also masters. This heir’s turmoil fully proves this point. However, this incident seems to be a juggling no matter how you look at it."

"People who are used to writing dance dramas may want to rehearse juggling." A staff officer said softly.

The earl did not answer, he put his head in his hand and leaned on the back of the sofa and said:

"Now in the capital, whoever wants to be unfavorable to the princess or the heir to Surthbourg, please tell me."

The senior staff member pointed his finger and said:

"There are many people who want to be disadvantageous to the heirs of Surthburg. His Majesty is the most urgent one. There may also be some people in the Magic Association who want this magic genius to die. There are still some enemies in Surthburg, such as the Lord Prince. The Martyr family, the family of Earl Robert Roberts, and so on. As for those who want to be disadvantageous to the Princess, I’m afraid only those in the Elder’s House."

Earl Ducru shook his head and said:

"You still missed a lot of people. Presumably those who are very rich don't want to see the heir to the lord of Sirthberg living in the world, out of national interest and the potential of the little magician. These two considerations In a sense, killing the heirs of Lord Sirthberg may be more important than their purpose of this mission. What happened in the Butter Forest is definitely not an accident. If Li Zhiren did not make any special actions, he would not distract his strength to deal with two targets at the same time. Afterwards, killing people and eloquence is the right choice."

"Presumably those people in Surthburg will not get along with Derry Zhiren sincerely and sincerely. The opponents who have fought life and death may be able to become friends, but the opponents who conspired against each other will never shake hands and make peace. ."

"Also, what you just said was too general. The king, us, Searthburg, Drizhi, the Magic Association, and the Elder’s House are not monolithic. Just take the view of Drizhi, that agreement allows Your Majesty is ecstatic, but the Marquis of Keene may be crying in private. If it were not because he was too pedantic, I might suspect that he was manipulating everything behind the scenes. Sirthburg might be more complicated, the heir of the lord and his guardian It’s one faction, the officials of Surthburg are another faction, and the businessmen of Nangang also have their own thoughts."

"In fact, what I am most worried about is ourselves. I have hurriedly gathered you together just to find out whether our people will intervene in this incident."

Everyone shook their heads after hearing the words of Count Dacre.

My lord, what do you mean is that Serot may have arranged this killing. His stupidity is well known. Because of his stupidity, the Prince has lost a powerful magician and even more. It’s a good time to kill the envoy. "A captain said suddenly.

"Fart, Serot is indeed an arrogant bastard, and he blindly believes in his force. However, he is not a half-doing guy. If he is involved in this matter, then He will never let the princess Derry and the heir of Sorthburg be spared. Moreover, he who has fought against the heir of Sorthburg will definitely be well equipped. At least he did not make two mistakes on the same thing. Idiot." Count Dacreo scolded angrily.

"Thank you, your compliment. I didn't expect you to value me so much as a bastard." A young man's voice came from the door.

Count Dacreou sat up straight, and he couldn't be too unreasonable to Serot.

"What did you do?" the butler next to him asked.

Selott did not answer the butler’s question. He sat down on the sofa opposite the earl and said:

"I transferred Spey and Hann, and I am responsible for them."

"What did you do?" Count Dacreo asked the same question.

"I walked around the city to see who seemed abnormal. After all, I am more familiar with everything here than you." Saiot said.

Hearing what Serot said, Count Dacrewe refreshed.

When the news came, his first reaction was that the assassination of Princess Delizhi would affect the entire operation.

Moreover, the Legal Affairs Department will inevitably search for suspects in the city. This will be the best excuse for justifiably to arrest his subordinates. It can even impose the blame on the prince. It is too easy.

Another thought was that he himself did not dare to guarantee that this incident was not planned by his subordinates.

The most suspicious of them is this guy in front of me.

However, with more and more information, the incident became clearer, and the possibility of one's own family members has become extremely small.

He is a little relieved, he hasn't thought about whether other people related to this interest have any abnormal performance.

This time, Serot had a better move.

"Did you find anything?" Count Dacreo asked.

"It shouldn’t be the game of Sursburg. Now the capital is full of small thieves, and the two leading figures are all in the Legal Affairs Department. They also don’t look like they are rich and beautiful. Gong' has become a mess. The magician named Ogg rushed to the scene and looked very strange. He must be looking for clues. It is impossible for the old guys in the elder's house to watch them all. The Horse Dog didn't care about the news at all. He chose horses and jockeys at the racecourse. After the king heard the news, he immediately rushed to the Abandoned Palace, but his appearance made people feel that he was acting, and he was so diligent. "Selott said.

"Will it be the ‘Old Horseman’? Or Your Majesty?" Earl Ducru frowned and muttered to himself: "Which is the goal? Princess Derry? Or the heir of Searthburg?"

"I suspect that the goal of this incident is not to assassinate those two people at all." Saiot said.

"Did you find anything?" Count Dacreo asked.

"Didn't you just say that I am not the kind of figure who knows the strength of the opponent and who is still stupid to kill the game?"

Serott took the corner of his mouth and sneered and said:

"I think, whether it is an ‘old horseman’ or anyone else, it’s not such an idiot."

"Their goal was not to assassinate, but to disrupt the situation?" Count Dacreo frowned even more tightly.

If this hypothesis is true, then every force in the capital may be the main messenger planning all this.

"I went to the site to survey. The attackers were mobs, not even street thugs. The people who dealt with the two little guys were scattered and out of form. After entering the restaurant, they returned Squeezing in the door, I thought, if they knew that the opponent was a magician, no one would do that." Saiot said.

The earl pondered for a long while, and told the person next to him:

"Everyone heard clearly. Now for us, we are in a very bad situation. After we go back, we warn my brothers that if the spies of the Legal Affairs Department are arresting people, they must not resist."

After saying this, he turned his head and said to the butler:

"It seems that we have to use the eyeliner arranged by the prince, and order to let those eyeliners move around. This will make this matter a big deal, and it will inevitably make it difficult for your majesty and the Legal Department to explain this matter."

Speaking of this, he also sneered: "Since some people want to make the situation chaotic, then we will also add strength to make Franck even more chaotic."

"Since it's not good for us, don't make others cheaper, isn't it?" Serot has clearly understood Count Dacre's intentions.

"You are very smart. Since we have fallen into the water, we have to drag a few people into the water. Let Thursberg and Dreizhi suspicion each other, and use public security issues to suppress Your Majesty and the Legal Affairs Department, and let those who are detained under investigation Suppress the elder's house and let Frank's civilians attack the Legal Affairs Department and the Supervisory Office. In short, don't let anyone sit idle, maybe this will be a godsend for us." The earl smiled.

……

Returning from the Legal Department, Ribo and Eckert felt exhausted. For both of them, this day was extremely bad.

The whole afternoon was not only fruitless, but the two of them's brains became more confused.

The detectives of the Legal Affairs Department are very efficient. It took only two hours to fight the subordinates of both sides, most of which have been arrested and put in jail.

In one afternoon, the torture experts of the Legal Affairs Department never stopped working.

Various instruments of torture that have been sealed up for a long time have been removed, and the Law Department hired a pastor to stand aside, on the one hand to save the lives of the prisoners, and on the other-to keep them awake at all times so that they can accept the next round of torture. .

The confessions obtained from those instruments of torture are not insignificant. Smuggling, selling stolen goods, murder, kidnapping, the crimes listed in one afternoon can almost write a crime encyclopedia.

But there is no real useful information.

From the confession, it seems that this battle has been brewing for a long time.

The attackers even confessed when they started tracking each other's whereabouts.

When did they start planning this sniper killing? In order to obtain reliable information, which eyeliners they bought and who passed the news for them.

Of course these confessions were gathered together, and of course they had to be confirmed in the mouths of others.

The torture time after time, group after group of "victims" made the whole thing more and more clear.

However, all the confessions proved that this battle had nothing to do with Princess Delizhi and Ruibo.

It can be said that the two of them were implicated in this incident completely by accident.

It's a pity, it's almost impossible to convince anyone.

Those who are very good will not believe it, and Ruibo himself will not believe it. Even the torture officer of the Legal Department who is in charge of the trial shook his head and said that the possibility of such a coincidental thing happening is almost an arrow. After being swept away by the violent wind, the passerby who accidentally shot a hundred kilometers away was even smaller.

In order to find out the truth, the Legal Affairs Department has arrested more suspects and used the most horrible torture methods on each suspect. The screams of the screams in the headquarters building of the Legal Affairs Department are endless.

The torture officials almost racked their brains, but the results they got only further proved the accidental nature of this incident.

Ribo and Eckert returned without success, sitting on the carriage, neither of them spoke, and their minds were equally messy, unable to clear up their clues.

Back to the villa, the two of them were not even interested in eating dinner. They listened to the screams of the afternoon and saw too many suspects who were painfully distorted under the torture instrument. No one had an appetite to eat.

Riboqiang talked with the nervous Fanny and Justine, calming their anxious hearts.

What made Ruibo a little happy was that because of this incident, the sour and jealous atmosphere in the morning was wiped out.

Maybe this is the only gain today.

Eckert was listless and said hello to the people in the room, and then dragged a heavy step towards his room upstairs.

Ribo also wanted to lie down on the bed and take a good night's sleep, and use enough sleep to rest his chaotic mind.

Just as he was about to leave the gentle and caring side of Fanny and Justine, suddenly there was a doorbell.

The butler opened the door to the room, and what Ribo didn't expect was that the guest who came to visit suddenly turned out to be the King of Killers, Kyle.

In the study, Eckert and Ribo are sitting on the sofa, while Kyle is still standing straight in the corner of the room as usual.

"Does the head already know everything about this?" Eckert asked.

"No, Tou headed out to Yi Lei, and he should be at sea now. The reason why I came to see you is because before heading out, Tou had instructed that once Rui Bo is attacked by an unknown enemy, I will be responsible. To protect his safety, the capital is not more dangerous than Surthburg, and it is much more dangerous here. Moreover, Ruibo has almost died once again, and absolutely cannot take another risk." Kelller said calmly.

"Do you want to stay with him at all times? Just like protecting your head before?" Eckert asked.

"No, it's inappropriate for me to come forward, and I still have my own job. I have found a good bodyguard for Ruibo." Kelller replied.

Eckert naturally has nothing to say about the bodyguard chosen by Kelller, but he still couldn't help asking: "Who is it?"

"Pete, you met him." Kyle said calmly.

"Madman Pete? You let that madman act as Ribo's bodyguard? What if he goes mad? Only you can suppress him." Eckert said in a heavy tone.

"He is really crazy, but his skills are unmatched, and Ribo wants to go in and out of the court. I'm afraid no one will let me in that kind of place, but Pete wants to get in, but he can easily get in. As for his madness , Don't worry, he will never go crazy while working," Kelller said.

Seeing that Eckert had nothing to say, Kyle turned around and walked out of the study.

"Madman Pete? What kind of person is he?" Ribo asked softly.

Eckert pondered for a while and replied:

"Pete is the only partner approved by Kelller. That guy is a bit mentally abnormal. He is a complete lunatic, but Peter was born very well. He has noble blood like Fez, so he is indeed like Kelller. As said, Pete can easily mix in the upper-class social circle, which Kelller cannot do."

"By the way, Eckert, I never understand, why would Face follow Mr. Hyde?"

Ribo asked about the things he had puzzled for a long time.

Eckert looked at Ribo for a long time, then hesitated for a while and finally said:

"I, Kellle and Fiss are the first orphans who raised up with one hand. Our father and his head were partners, but another accident happened during the trip. Only the first one escaped back. Fiss Unlike us, at the beginning, Tou did not intend to let him join us, but Fez likes to take risks, likes to experience excitement, likes to experience extraordinary life, and has an extraordinary identity. ."

"Mr. Hyde warned me not to use psychedelic fans casually. Psychedelic fans have taken away many of his companions. Did he mean that trip? What happened to that trip?" Rui Bo asked curiously.

Eckert shook his head and sighed and said:

"The only one who knows the truth is Kellle, and he has not mentioned this to anyone else, but your teacher, Masek Sorcerer, should know the truth."

"Have you never asked Mr. Hyde?" Ribo asked.

"No, the head's answer is always—the time has not come." Eckert said with a faintly wry smile.

After these Eckert stood up and walked towards the door, he wanted to continue the interrupted rest.

Stay alone in the quiet study room, I don't know why Ribo feels an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if someone is peeping at him in secret.

Ribo shook his head to drive the bad feeling out, and he walked towards the desk.

The magic puppet on the desk has the final step, which is completely completed.

Pick up the pen and draw the magic circle on the silver plate according to the pattern printed on the magic mirror by Mr. Masik.

After the ink was dry, Ribo took out the carving knife and carved it carefully.

This job requires absolute care and no mistakes.

By the time all this is completed, it is already late at night.

In the dead of night, chanting the mantra softly does give people an unusually mysterious feeling.

In the past, Ribo didn't feel that the magician was different, but now even he felt that the magician was a group of strange guys full of mystery.

The moonlight shines on the silver plate.

The silver plate emits a dim light, but in the dark night, the dim light seems so dazzling.

Ribo gently placed the magic puppet in the center of the silver plate.

The dim light gradually gathered on the devil's body, and the light became clearer and clearer, as if condensed into substance, flowing in the extremely thin metal wire, just like blood flowing in blood vessels.

Ribo looked at what was happening in front of him excitedly, as if he was doing a miracle.

Suddenly the dim light flew up like a burning flame, and then suddenly extinguished, disappearing without a trace.

Yinban lay there quietly, with the magic puppet resting on it.

"Stand up." Ribo ordered softly.

But nothing happened.

"Stand up quickly."

Ribo increased his tone, but he was immediately disappointed, and nothing happened.

Ribo is not a person who gives up easily, but after working hard for more than an hour, he has to doubt that this time he did fail.

Ribo hasn't never failed. When he made the magic mirror, he failed countless times.

But today, in this bad day, this failure is indeed a heavy blow to Ruibo.

Ribo dragged his heavy feet back to his bedroom listlessly. He was not even interested in taking off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

Maybe a sweet sleep can forget everything, and maybe tomorrow—all will go smoothly.

……

When the dawn sun shone into the bedroom the next day, Ribo was awakened by the sound from the study next door.

The voice is extremely weak, but Ribo has been trained by Kyle after all.

He carefully buckled the crossbow arrow on the bowstring and gently opened the side door leading to the study.

There was no one in the study, and the voice came from the desk.

The magic puppet that remained motionless no matter how Ribo gave orders last night, is now fluttering on the desk non-stop, like a baby struggling to get up.

"What happened? Is this guy not obeying orders like that gaseous being?" Ribo muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he felt a throb in his chest, and the gaseous life form floated in the air as a cloud reflecting the dim golden light, and a sullen face appeared in the cloud.

"Why do you incompetent fellow like to gossip about others behind your back?" the gaseous life form yelled, the sound it made had an extremely harsh metal rubbing sound.

"I'm sorry, I just feel weird." Ruibo quickly apologized. As long as he thought that this gaseous life form had existed for nearly a thousand years, Ruibo immediately became humble and cautious.

"The craftsmanship is really terrible. I have never seen such a crude work." The face in the mist swayed and said disapprovingly.

Hearing such criticism, Ribo feels at ease. This gaseous life form is a masterpiece created by the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit. The magic puppet it has seen is naturally something made by Kai Mildit. Compared with the works of Kai Mildit, the magic puppets I made for the first time can be regarded as crude and clumsy, which is already quite a high evaluation.

"Stand up." Ribo ordered again.

This time, the puppet obediently followed.

The slender skeleton is wrapped with countless extremely fine gold threads, and the look of the magic puppet does not seem to be flattering.

It is more appropriate to call it the wreck of a sailing ship rather than a magic puppet.

"It's ugly enough." Ribo said to himself.

"Can you just dress it up?" said the gaseous being.

"Dress up? Doesn't it destroy its original structure and make it unable to move?" Ribo asked.

"I’ve never seen someone like you who doesn’t know how to work. As long as you don’t let other things touch the source of power of the magic puppet, or damage its structure, wrap it with something, it will For better protection, a small piece of sapphire in the middle of this thing must be its core, you can use the remaining materials to make a small cage to cover the sapphire? You can decorate the exterior as you like, but the one that made that thing The material is so light and fragile, I must not be able to carry too much weight. However, I remember that all the skeletons made of bird feathers can fly in the air — right — surely right — use sapphire as the core in addition to flying There is no use other than that. The powerful magic puppet either uses rubies to store the power of fire, or uses yellow nephrite to absorb the energy of the earth." The gaseous life form said to itself.

Ribo was very excited when he heard the gaseous life body say this, and he had a special obsession with flying.

Although the magic puppet in front of me cannot really take him soaring in the sky, it is more or less a satisfaction to be able to make a flying magic puppet.

When reminded by the gaseous life form, Ribo discovered that the demon puppet really looked like a bird, and if the skeleton was fully expanded, it would look like a wing.

"Where are its head and tail?" Ribo couldn't help asking.

"It seems that you are only suitable for being a craftsman. For magicians, research is part of their lives. The magicians will try to find answers on their own, and you will be told by others. I miss you. The drawing the teacher gave you is just for you to make this wing, because it can be regarded as the most complicated part, I am afraid, he wants you to study it yourself, and then master the principle of making a magic puppet." The gaseous life body reminded again.

"By the way, didn't you pay attention, someone is always watching you, that seems to be a force to manipulate water spirits." The gaseous life form suddenly added.

"Then, what can I do?" Ribo felt anxious immediately. He immediately thought that the conversation with Eckert and Kyle in the study yesterday might have been known by this secretly peeping magician.

"You have to think of some way to protect your secrets. I am not interested in helping you clean up the mess every time. What's more, if the other party is not controlling the water elf, I have no way to help you at all. My ability is only Can absorb magic elements." The gaseous life form replied.

"Thank you." Ribo said sincerely. I don't know why, Ribo has never treated the gaseous life in front of him as a magic puppet.

"That's nothing, just assume I'm eating." The gaseous organism said.

After saying all this, it reverted to the appearance of a gold coin and slipped into Ribo's pocket.

Ribo walked to the window and looked around, but he couldn't find anything unusual in it.

After a long sigh, Ribo opened the drawer.

The drawer was empty, only the magic mirror, which was lying in a mirror box covered with a thick velvet cushion.

Ribo took out the magic mirror and wrote quickly on the magic mirror with a pen dipped in magic ink.

The only person he can ask for advice is Teacher Masek.

Ribo can only pray in his heart. Ms. Masik can pay attention to his letter and give him an answer as soon as possible.

However, when the teacher didn't instruct him how to avoid malicious magicians using magic to snoop, Ribo really didn't know how to keep his secrets.

The only thing that can be done is to close the windows tightly and draw up all the thick curtains.

Just as Ribo was thinking about what to do before the teacher gave instructions, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Earl, His Royal Highness Prince Henry of the Kingdom and His Royal Highness Princess Xia sent his attendants to greet your Excellency and sent an invitation card." The housekeeper said outside the door.

Receiving the invitation from the housekeeper, Ribo did not open it to watch, he just told the housekeeper to prepare him for washing.

After sending the housekeeper away, Ribo opened the invitation.

Using the most humble and sincere wording on the invitation, Ribo was invited to attend the banquet held at the Rumel Palace tonight.

Like all court invitations, there is a list of invitees below, and Miss Fanny and Miss Justine are also listed on it.

Ribo had no interest at all. He closed the invitation gently and returned to the bedroom.

When the butler led the servants upstairs with washbasins and towels, and lightly knocked on Ruibo's door, Ruibo pretended to be listless and said weakly, "I will not Comfortable, you help me reject all visiting guests, and ask Mr. Eckert to help me withdraw all courtesy transactions."

The butler agreed to back down.

After a while, Eckert walked into Ribo's bedroom, apparently he had guessed the reason for Ribo's illness.

Eckert didn't care much about doing this to offend Dalizhi's envoys, and getting too close to Dalizhi Kingdom would be detrimental to them.

"I'll go to the archbishop and ask a pastor to come, so that it will be hidden." Eckert asked softly.

But the answer he got turned out to be a signal from Ribo with gestures—someone spied with magic.

Eckert immediately understood what should be said. He nodded and said, "I will send someone to Derry to the envoy and return the invitation to them. I will go to the Legal Affairs Office once in the morning to see See what they found, but I think hope may be extremely slim."

"Can you tell everyone for me, I don't want to be disturbed by anyone today." Ribo asked, pointing to all the tightly-shielded windows.

Eckert naturally understood what Ribo meant, and he nodded and walked out of the room.

The inside of the bedroom is quiet, and the thick curtains block all the sunlight outside, which reminds Ribo of learning killer skills from Kyle before.

Kierle's room is also always covered in darkness.

Suddenly Ribo thought of the scene of the attack yesterday, and the skill of the Princess Delizhi surprised him.

Although, he had also learned sword skills with Eckert, but compared with the princess, their sword skills can only be said to be flashy tricks.

Ribo originally thought that the thin thorn sword is not a weapon suitable for actual combat. Its only use is only for swordsmanship and duels.

But after seeing the skills of the princess, Ribo didn't dare to say this again.

If you are alone and don't use the terrain, Ribo believes that he is definitely not the opponent of the princess.

Thinking of this, Ribo couldn't sit still. He had to get more clever guidance.

If Ribo encounters a problem with magic, the first person he will think of to ask is the words of Teacher Masek, who is far away.

Then the one who can instruct him in martial arts is the Killer King Kyle who lives next door.

Although Ribo and Kyle have been together for a period of time, he is relatively close to Kyle, but every time he enters Kyle's room, he still has an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Kierle's room is always shrouded in darkness.

If Ribo is only able to adapt to the dark, then Kellle is used to being one with the dark.

For Kyle, Ribo never dared to say those polite nonsense. He asked bluntly: "If someone uses a fine stinging sword with superb methods, what should I do if I am at an absolute disadvantage in terms of weapons and martial arts? "

In the darkness, Ruibo saw a pair of gleaming green eyes and scanned himself up and down, and he did feel terrified.

"You asked the wrong person. I have never taught you martial arts. I just taught you how to kill. As a killer, an assassin, and an opponent head-on, you have already failed. No matter how strong the opponent is, the killer He should be attacked by surprise, martial arts are simply untrustworthy." Kelller's unique hoarse voice came from the darkness.

"However, there are always times when you have to confront the Paladin of Dreizhi in the Butter Forest. You have also been in the Cathedral of Surthburg to stop that Is the action of the young knight?" Ribo asked.

"I have never confronted anyone head-on. The same was true in the Bart Forest. The complex terrain in the forest gave me excellent cover, and the match was in the middle of the night. I don’t think I was with that knight. In a head-on confrontation, I just carried out an assassination according to my best tactics. As for the cathedral’s shot, the man didn’t pay attention to my actions. The person he wanted to deal with was you. You can say that I was hiding in He attacked him in the shadows of his mind." Kyle replied.

"Remember, I once said that darkness is our friend. Darkness can protect us and hide our whereabouts. However, you should also be very clear that for you who have been trained like this, you can see in the dark. The darkness caused by the lack of sunlight is not very reliable for people who come to things. The real darkness should be the blind spot of attention. As long as you hide in the blind spot, even if you stand opposite the enemy during the day, you are also hiding in the darkness. A true killer should always do this." Kelller explained that such a detailed explanation is extremely rare for him.

Ribo pondered for a moment. He seemed to understand something, but he still didn't seem to be able to touch the edge.

"How should I train myself to do this?" Ribo couldn't help asking.

Kelller said in a hoarse and deep voice: "You only need to know how to fight with your brain, not your body. If your enemy stands in front of you, his eyes are fixed on you. , Then it depends on where his attention is concentrated. You have a lot of attack methods, your dagger, your crossbow, your kicking with your feet, raising the dust with your feet, in addition to running away, Few people can pay attention to all of this at the same time, his attention is focused on one point, then other places are dark places in his heart that he cannot take into account."

"You know that you can accurately determine where the opponent's attention is concentrated. The higher level of skill is to be able to predict the opponent's actions and predict the dark places that the opponent's actions may cause."

"However, I have to warn you of one thing. Before you learn these skills, you have to learn at least one thing. That is to be able to see at a glance how far the opponent’s strength is from yourself, and how far is it from a strength. To be an enemy far beyond one's own opponent, one must be fully conscious."

Ribo obviously understood what Kelller said, but he didn't know how to practice to do this. In the past, when Kelller trained him, he rarely explained the reasons to him, but his training Always be able to quickly master the knack of it, although it also costs a great price.

Ribo is now willing to receive such training again, at least in this way to avoid blindly exploring.

Just as he thought so, Kyle suddenly said: "What I can teach you has already been taught to you. How much you can master depends on your own talent and hard work. These advanced skills You can only comprehend it by yourself. It is mental training, which is difficult to obtain through physical training. The methods of spiritual training are different for everyone, and ultimately everyone’s combat style is completely different."

Your own style of combat?

Ribo never even thought about this issue.

Suddenly he realized that every one of the masters he had met had his unique fighting style.

The killer king's skill of taking human lives like a ghost, Mr. Hyde's precise and flexible archery skills, Ted's unstoppable spear, and the light and elegant sword skills of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

As for myself, unconsciously, I also have my own fighting style.

Using crossbow arrows to attack unexpectedly, close combat uses crossbow arrows and daggers to cooperate with each other, dealing with distant and large areas of enemies, and possessing powerful magic.

If you use sword skills against the princess, you will lose out in all likelihood.

But there are no restrictions. If you can use crossbows and magic, the princess is definitely not your opponent.

Why should we abandon our strengths and use the weakest side to compete with others? This is not the norm that a thief believes in.

Ribo now recognizes his identity as a thief more and more.

Being a thief is not an honorable thing, but it's not necessarily that shameful.

Back in the bedroom, lying on the bed, Ribo pondered what Kelller had said.

Ribo is no stranger to spiritual training. Magicians can be said to be the most important group of people in the world. However, the spiritual training mentioned by Kelller is obviously not the same as the training methods of magicians. Back to the matter.

How can I detect the attention of others?

For Ruibo, it is indeed a problem that bothers him.

But having his own style of fighting style gave him great enlightenment.

After changing his mind, Ruibo had countless ideas. Although some of them seemed ridiculous, Ruibo immediately gave up those ideas, but most of them were feasible.

Ribo is lying on the bed thinking, he wants to clear his mind, this is how Eckert taught him.

Before deciding to do a thing, conceive everything carefully. What you need to prepare and how to do it step by step must all be thought out in advance.

The dark and silent room is indeed quite suitable for thinking.

The servants in the villa did follow Eckert's orders and did not come to disturb Ribo.

Except for the pastor who came into the room to visit Ruibo once in order to cover his ears, and had to prescribe some calming medicines, and read a soothing ode to Ruibo, no one had entered him again. Room.

When Eckert's footsteps sounded outside the door, and the knock on the door awakened Riber from his thoughts, it was already night.

Ribo sat up from the bed all of a sudden. If there is nothing special, Eckert would never knock on his door, because Eckert knew that someone was spying on this villa with magic, what they said Any words may be in the ears of the snoopers.

"The turn of events is unpredictable." As soon as he entered the room, Eckert shook his head and said.

Ribo looked at Eckert in confusion, waiting for him to speak further.

"The city is now in chaos. At the entrance of the Law Office, the crowds blocked the entire square. Today is probably the most painful day for the Law Office officials. Everyone is targeting Yesterday’s weapon fight vented their dissatisfaction and resentment."

Eckert said: "Some people are for the incompetence of the Law Department, and some are asking for the release of bystanders detained by the Law Department for interrogation. However, some people have pointed the finger at us."

"Someone is inciting behind?" Ribo keenly perceives the meaning of what Eckert said. The subtle grasp of the situation is originally a liar, one thing that must be learned first.

"Yes, obviously someone incited." Eke nodded and said.

"Someone wants to cause chaos, this is the purpose of this attack?" Riber asked in confusion.

"No one can tell, the whole thing is already confused," Eckert said, shaking his head.

"Didn't the Legal Affairs Department take any action?" Ribo asked.

"They have different opinions within them. Some people intend to take strong measures, while others advocate the release of all witnesses and bystanders." Eckert explained.

"Those witnesses, what are there to do? Anyway, the trial is always a result." Ribo said with a faint smile.

"I am afraid it is not the best time to release people. Those witnesses are full of complaints. If they are released, they will become the most active group of people besieging the Legal Department." Eckert said.

"However, if they are not let go, I am afraid that the Law Department will face greater pressure. The elders should not stand idly by. Attacking the Law Department is equivalent to attacking His Majesty the King, and the cabinet will also force the Law Department to release it. People, the serious chaos in the capital is probably not what they would like to see.” With a little bit of thought, Ruibo can imagine the measures every high-powered person in the capital will take.

Before coming to the capital, Ruibo had repeatedly studied the detailed information of these high-ranking officials in the capital, and had a thorough grasp of their temperament, habits and behavior style.

How could Eckert not think of things that Ribo could see. He knew exactly how things would develop.

All he wants to discuss with Ruibo is how they should respond.

Ribo must come forward on this matter.

But Eckert does not intend to force Ruibo to accept his plan. After all, Ruibo is no longer the original Nangang clerk.