City of Sin: Thirty-eight burials

The candle finally reached the end, and the room fell into darkness. Having just experienced an unprecedented violent storm, and finally announcing his anxiety and dreams, Erin only felt that bursts of fatigue kept pouring into his heart, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and finally closed irresistibly .

She is not sleeping peacefully and dreaming constantly. Many dreams are weird, even just one by one meaningless, grotesque pictures. But there was a dream that made her heart beat faster. She dreamed that she owed a lot of money to Richard, and Richard came to collect debts every night, several times a night, but the debt still owed more and more.

When Erin opened his eyes, he saw the familiar ceiling. The curtains that were pulled apart during the intense exercise last night were not fully closed, and a faint light was cast from the upper part of the skylight, indicating that the world outside the dark blue was already noon. Erin was taken aback and sat up with a hurry. In order to alleviate even a little debt burden, she has become accustomed to a tense life rhythm. She had never had time to sleep before. But when she sat up, she suddenly remembered, Richard?

The bed was empty, and the place where the Richard was lying was replaced by a piece of paper with a familiar pattern and format.

That is a payment certificate, the denomination is 31,600 gold coins, and the signature is Richard. After paying off all the arrears, the money was enough for Erin to live in the fringe zone without luxury for three years.

Because of the huge numbers above, this thin and light paper has become very heavy. But holding this piece of paper that is enough to change fate, Erin's heart is full of void and loss, tears can't stop, big drops are pouring out.

At this time, a thin layer of cloud condensed on Floating Ice Bay. Occasionally, a few beams of sunlight penetrated the cloud layer and shone on the sea surface, smearing the shimmering waves with a fine layer of bright color. Although the sea surface has been thawed, there are still sporadic icebergs shining in the sunlight.

The sky dome is still dark, and the wind is extremely cold because of the lack of sunlight. Another gust of wind struck, blowing up the corner of the Richard magic robe, injecting all the chill into the chill, and let the youngsters fight.

Richard stands at the beach at the moment, just outside of several meters is a straight cliff-like coast. Waves of waves hit the rugged shore rocks, occasionally igniting huge splashes, and even splashing all the way to the feet of Richard. The coastal cliffs are high and steep. Richard stands nearly 20 meters away from the sea, but the seemingly quiet sea also contains great power. The power that occasionally erupts is shocking enough.

The foot of Richard is dark reef rock, which has been eroded by waves and sea breezes over the years, so it is covered with deep ravines. On the edge of the gully, there are little white flowers growing. Its name is Xingxinglan, and it is the most common plant in Floating Ice Bay. Its tenacious vitality allows it to grow in almost any environment. During most of the year, the temperature does not exceed ten degrees in the north, but it is one year It can be seen in all seasons, and it may have been frozen in the icy ice of the ground the night before. Once it dissolves a little, it will stand up thinly and vigorously.

Richard walked along the beach and occasionally leaned over to pick a star orchid. After a while, he already had a bunch of star orchids in his hands, a little white flowers gathered together, not fascinating, but pure and ordinary Beautiful. He climbed a small hill, where the view is very wide, you can see the entire Floating Ice Bay arc, and the other direction is the magnificent dark blue.

The sea breeze rushed head-on, with a thick dampness, and the waves were whispering, not knowing what to say.

Richard leaned over, digging out the cold soil with his hands, digging out a small pit, and then put that little white flower into the pit and gently burying it with soil.

When Richard stood up again, it suddenly felt a lot easier. In response to the sea breeze, he took a deep breath of cold wind, only to feel that the rich fishy smell revealed the unique grandeur and grandeur of Floating Ice Bay. He turned away, his dark magic robe hunting and flying in the wind.

On the top of that hill, buried in his youthful innocence, innocence, and a once beautiful dream.

Back to Deep Blue, Richard once again returned to a place he was familiar with, and once again started a schedule that suffocated bystanders. Erin, Minnie, Blood Parrot and Stevenson, when all the clues are put together, the truth of the facts is ready to come out. Richard believes that Sharon and her Archmage must be able to see what they can see. And how to deal with it, Richard does not intend to take the initiative to ask, he even plans to forget all the things that have happened, and devote himself to the exploration of the magic world.

Richard now understands that for specific opponents, such as Stevenson and Minnie, every step forward, they are a heavy blow to them, because the road to Runemaster is a single-wood bridge that allows only one person to pass. This is a war that no one can withdraw.

In many cases, power is actually relative. The stronger you are, the weaker your opponents are. And Richard now understands that at the speed of their current progress in various fields of magic, only interested people can feel suffocation and despair.

A bloodstained conspiracy disappeared quietly in the dust of history, as if nothing had happened, even a rumor about that night did not appear in dark blue. The disciples of Legendary Mage have never been assassinated, nor has the Master Enforcement Corps been dispatched to maintain law and order. No one noticed the magic burning traces deep in the alley. It seemed that it was just another graffiti when the wanderer was bored.

Of course, this conspiracy cannot really have no consequences, and the consequences are very serious, but the consequences are limited to a handful of related people. As for the smart traffickers who have always been familiar, they are well aware of what it means to be able to sell money, and what is a desperate spell. For some things, if the big dark blues haven't made a qualitative conclusion, then it doesn't exist, and naturally it won't be on their intelligence list.

From the night when Blood Parrot lost news, Stevenson became extremely anxious. The working time of Richard is as precise as the alchemy machinery. All the details of the trap are perfectly arranged. If the fish has not bite the hook, then it will immediately start a few sets of spare programs.

At the beginning, everything went smoothly. All the people and things were carried out according to the script. Until the scheduled time, Blood Parrot sent back the signal that the target had entered the assassination area.

Next is the most proud part of the plan developed by Stevenson. The Blood Parrot party once raised an objection. The assassination plan they obtained was very strict and correct, making full use of the terrain, and completely eliminated the possibility that someone accident/surprise entered the area to interfere with the assassination, but it needs to be executed by 7 people. The goal is just a rookie Mage just Level 3, they are all Assassin above level 10, even if one to one can kill people. Even if you don't calculate the high cost of mobilizing too many people, it is a hassle for so many Assassin to blend into the dark blue without traces. But in the end, the Blood Parrot party still accepted, after all, it was the uncle who spent the money.

According to the style of Blood Parrot one-hit killing, with this assassination plan that was judged to be too strict, no matter how careful, three minutes is enough.

Three minutes, but it ’s just time for a glass of red wine. So Stevenson poured himself a shallow cup of aged strong ale, sitting in front of the window, while enjoying the Floating Ice Bay under the night, while drinking slowly. I have to admit that despite the many evils and evil names, the polar gray dwarves produced Top Grade. Stevenson is very patient and confident now. It can't be too cautious to deal with opponents like Richard. Blood Parrot is just a Assassin, where do you understand that the lion beats the rabbit should also use all-out reason.

A glass of ale quickly bottomed out, but no follow-up news came.

Stevenson frowned slightly, still sitting steadily, Minnie poured a second glass of wine for him. This time it was nearly half full.

The intensity of the gray dwarf ale is a bit higher than that of human brandy. Half a glass can already put down an ordinary person with a moderate amount of wine. So Stevenson doesn't drink fast. Blood Parrot is a cautious person, she must be carefully cleaning the scene, leaving no clues. This is not a trivial matter. Once things are revealed, even Stevenson can't figure out how to end.

Do you depend on your family and father? Obviously impossible. Legendary Mage has proved by her actions that she is not afraid of Shadow Antimage, and the large amount of money donated by Duke accident/surprise of Solam afterwards shows the results of that legendary battle from the side.

However, once successful, and can not be caught, the situation is completely different, no one will question a genius with Runemaster talent for a dead person. As for the Archeron Family side, the family will naturally deal with it and kill one of their rookies. The family council should give him a big credit.

Blood Parrot brought a total of 6 people. After killing a rookie mage, after 6 people have finished, no matter how careful, ten minutes is enough. Ten minutes is the time to taste half a glass of spirits.