The Magic Thief Chapter 20:

In a small hotel on the outskirts of France, a businessman with a shaved head went up to the top floor and walked into the room he had been keeping.

From here you can vaguely see one of the most prosperous aristocratic residential areas in the city, where many members of the branches of the wealthy family who are prominent in Franck live, and they are also the most important residences of the foreign vassals in the capital. Densely located.

The little heir of Searthburg lives there.

The reason why Lomel left that safe hiding place was because of his habit, only the few closest to him knew that he liked to watch his opponent die with his own eyes.

Also only the few people closest to him know that every time the killer Die leaves him to perform a dangerous and important task, he will leave his original hiding place and be alone in the vast sea of ​​people. Looking for a hiding place among them.

The flames blazed into the sky in the distance, and the flames made Lomer understand that Die's action had failed. Obviously, his old opponents were already prepared for their attack.

Lomel has always worried that Hyde's men will hide in the tunnel if they are in danger. Dacrolu gave himself a blueprint to prove that there is indeed a tunnel under the villa.

The key to the success of Die’s assassination lies in whether he can launch an attack before the opponent notices him.

It is for this reason that we must find ways to move the number one killer under the old opponent far away, to prevent him from noticing it, even if even a brilliant killer like Die is not in the slightest certainty.

Lomer felt helpless and melancholy. Die’s failure clearly proved that the old opponent also possessed a killer whose strength was no less than Die’s, and he was also able to perceive Die’s existence.

In the distance, the assassin king whom Lomell trusted and respected, stayed in the shadow of the corner, the firelight made it even darker and harder to detect.

For this failure, he felt quite strange.

Because he didn't feel that there was a master in that villa who could threaten him, but it was obvious that someone in the villa had discovered his arrival.

Diae did not search the entire villa, because it was a murderous villa.

He has lost two of his men, and he doesn't plan to let himself get into trouble.

After all, the man who lives in this villa is a magician, and the power of magic is not known to him. He definitely doesn't want to confront opponents who don't know the details.

Looking at the blazing fire, the killer king who crossed the southwest coast of France patiently waited. Now that the first target has escaped his grasp, he can only wait for the other targets to throw themselves into the net. .

Diae hid in the shadows in the corner, wondering who would be the first prey to touch the net, the opponent who made him taste the bitterness of failure several times, or the young heir to Searthburg.

People who are also hiding in tightly closed tunnels are also speculating when the crisis will pass.

Fanny, Justine, and the somewhat crazy Mr. Dumilie didn't know that they were part of a huge trap that was too complicated to imagine.

Miss Randy also didn't know anything about the thieves' plans, but she noticed something different.

In recent days, Ribo used his deadly magic to arrange the entire villa into a huge trap every day.

For everyone who lives here, you must be careful even when you walk through the corridors, because most of the corridors are covered by the deadly fog, and the same is true in the rooms and halls, even from the door to the bed. There is only one correct channel.

This arrangement obviously goes far beyond protecting one's own safety.

And what makes Miss Randy feel even more uneasy is that Mr. Hyde's men, including Ribo, have become mysterious.

There is only one explanation for all of this, and that is that some amazing project is underway.

Miss Randy speculated about what Ruibo is doing now. According to past experience, Ruibo is often given the most dangerous task. This was the only thing Miss Randy was dissatisfied with the Lord Hyde.

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Ribo clings to the wall like a gecko. He is only two meters away from the ground, but he dare not move a bit, because there are two killers standing under him, and the two killers cooperate with each other. Quite a tacit understanding, there is a certain distance between their standing positions, and it is definitely not what he can do to solve these two guys at once.

Ribo has been waiting for a while. He is waiting for these two colleagues to leave, but now it seems that these two guys obviously do not intend to leave.

The disciple personally passed on by the Killer King finally decided to take an adventure. What worries him the most is that he is really unsure whether the steel hooks on the gloves that are used to hook into the cracks in the rocks can also be used to kill people. The elephant is a powerful weapon.

Ribo decided to take a risk, he let go of his hands and jumped gently.

The slight voice immediately caught the attention of the two killers, but when they looked up, they found nothing.

The assassin who suddenly approached the outside painfully covered his throat, and blood shot out from the gap between his fingers.

The scary thing that made the other assassin was that he didn't see any murderer, only the blood-stained paws floating in the air out of thin air.

It was definitely a scary thing he had never seen before, but he was absolutely sure that it was a terrible demon from the Netherworld, because only a demon would have a pair of hands that were similar to humans but had sharp claws.

What made this killer even more terrifying was that the blood-red claw was gradually disappearing.

He was even more convinced that it was a terrible demon, and at the same time he was convinced that this terrible demon was the same terrifying little heir to Searthburg, the famous little magician summoned from the abyss of **** to serve as his killing tool.

"Devil, he summoned a demon." The killer screamed and fled. The terrifying expression on his face made everyone convinced that he had actually seen a terrible devil with his own eyes. .

Almost instantly, the confidence of the killers completely collapsed, because they may still have the courage to face a fatal curse, but they definitely don't want to be torn to pieces or eaten by a devil.

The holy book says that a person killed by a demon will have his soul for the demon who killed him. Even the merciful God Father cannot save this poor soul from the endless suffering.

Unexpectedly, the guards did not step up their offensive due to the wavering of the killers. Apparently, the news that the little heir of Searthburg had summoned a demon had reached their ears.

Like the killers, the members of the Legal Department’s **** are also worried that they will be killed by the devil, and they are also afraid of the insurmountable suffering.

On the narrow street, the two sides confronted each other in silence.

Ribo walks through the alley, which seems to be a moat. The road in the middle can only allow one person to pass, because this alley is obviously too advantageous for the defenders, so neither the guards nor the killers intend to go from here. pass through.

The alley is deep, and at the end stood two members of the Legal Department's guard.

Ribo passed them silently, and he didn't intend to let others know that he has the ability to be invisible.

On the street, there are officers and soldiers of the Law Department's guards, and the clutter of heavy armors colliding with each other can be heard everywhere.

Ribo looked around. To his regret, there were no horses suitable for riding, and there were a few carriages parked.

Ribo continued to walk away, and after walking for two blocks, he still didn't see a horse with a saddle stirrup.

"There can be no perfect things in the world." Ribo muttered to himself in a dark tone. He walked into the shadows and looked around. No one quietly withdrew the invisible magic that was covering him.

Take off the blood-stained glove on his right hand and put it in his pocket. Ribo drew out the dagger. What he needs most now is a horse.

Walking towards the carriage parked next to him, the owner of the carriage poked his head out of the window. He looked like a businessman. This gentleman was obviously hesitant to move on.

Ribo walked straight towards him, making him puzzled. What made him even more puzzled was that this boy who only wore a shirt and leather vest in the early spring season only said, "I'm sorry, borrow "Click your horse" and cut the leather rope that tied the horse with a single knife.

The coachman originally intended to stop him, but the businessman told the coachman not to act rashly. He was indeed a shrewd figure, and he had already begun to guess the identity of the noble boy in front of him.

In fact, Ruibo was originally an eye-catching figure, wearing only a shirt, and the right arm and shirt cuffs were full of blood. This was quite different, and Ruibo's expression seemed so nonchalant, as if These bloodstains are nothing more than some kind of special decoration or embellishment.

Ribo cut the rein that appeared to be too long, tried the length and tied a knot. The remaining leather sock was also tied around the horse’s neck, and the two ropes were hanging down. Each form a lock.

All of this was taught to him by Kelller. A horse can be without a saddle but it must never be without stirrups.

Ribo flew onto his horse and was about to gallop away.

"Earl Meding, if it is convenient for you, I hope I can have the honor to visit you again." The businessman said respectfully.

Ribo's answer was only a nod, but it was enough to excite the businessman. He had already made up his mind to make good use of this godsend opportunity.

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On another street in Frank, the fierce fighting has come to an end.

Since the mansion of the Marquis of Dehuina was attacked by the guards of the Justice Department and the Paladins a few months ago, everyone in the capital knows that those rich and noble houses are no longer safer than anyone dares to touch. The place.

But also no one thought that the mansion of the Marquis de Poxiali would be attacked.

After all, the Marquis de Boxiali is different from the Marquis de Fauna. Not only is he quite powerful in the court and the elder house, but because of the relationship with the queen, he has always been a popular man in front of the king. .

In fact, seeing the guards rushing into the residence of the Marquis de Poxiali, most people think that this is a bandit dressed as a guard, at least their leader really looks like a bandit, not like someone in the Law Office. Serving officials.

When Kelller rushed into the residence of the Marquis de Borciali, a grand ball was being held inside.

In addition to the members of the Bosciali family and those families who have been friends with him, there are quite a few powerful figures present at the party.

Because of this, seeing the guards breaking into the hall, one of the prominent figures serving in the military even pulled out a sword to show his bravery and prestige that no one can match.

In most cases, this is indeed effective, because hurting an important person like him would really cause a lot of trouble for anyone.

It's a pity that this time he ran into Kyle very unfortunately.

The sword light flashed, and a thin stabbing sword penetrated the gentleman’s throat. This accident not only caused the nobles to panic, even the guards who followed Kelller into the residence of the Marquis de Beauchali felt that Fear and worry.

The only one who disagrees with this is Kellle, the killer king, who commands the guards to occupy every part of the mansion.

Kierle himself rushed to the back garden first. He didn't like this job. As a killer, he should hide in the darkness in the corner instead of rushing in the front as he is now. This is a knight or Warrior's job.

In the back garden stands an isolated tall building. This is the "warrior's sword" mentioned in the mysterious message exposing Lomer's whereabouts.

Kierle had to admit that this small building was indeed like a sword. It was built so high that it was simply a tower.

Compared with the tower, this small building is much more exquisite. The surrounding windows are all inlaid and spliced ​​with exquisite stained glass, and the exterior is covered with various exquisite sculptures.

Suddenly more than a dozen arrows were shot out of the small building. The target they aimed at was Kelller, who was at the forefront of the team.

Ed was seriously injured in this situation at the beginning, but for a master like Kelller, these losses are not a threat at all.

He immediately retreated to the back of a big tree, and gently moved away the arrows that might threaten him.

The second round of intensive arrow losses once again shot towards the place where Kellle was hiding, and the arrows pierced deeply into the trees.

Those killers hiding in the dark and shooting cold arrows never thought that the King of Killers was no longer there.

At the top of the tree canopy, where the luxuriant foliage makes it impossible for sunlight to penetrate, the killer king hides in this shadow.

He already knew where each guard was hiding, and suddenly he jumped through the exquisite and expensive stained glass window.

Before the assassins who guarded this floor could react, Kyle’s swords and daggers had already begun to drink blood.

The small building still seemed so peaceful, except for the sound of the broken glass just now, there was no sound anymore.

The **** of the Legal Department hides in a safe corner. The arrow loss just now did not cause any harm to Kyle, but a few unfortunate escorts were injured under the loss.

Everything seemed so peaceful, even so peaceful that the members of the guards were terrified.

Just as everyone was less and less aware of what to do, and some even planned to retreat temporarily, the closed door of Xiaolou opened gently.

"Everyone will search for me carefully, don't miss a place, be sure to find out where Lomel is hiding." The Killer King said blankly.

The members of the guards didn't know what happened, but no one dared to question the killer king.

According to the order, these Legal Department officials immediately swarmed in all directions. For them, this was the best opportunity to make a fortune.

Although the nobles must not provoke characters, the servants and servants in the mansion can also get a lot of oil and water. These wolves and tigers of the Law Department officials are all experts in this field. .

Some of the most courageous members of the guard rushed towards the small building. Everyone in the capital knew that this small building was the favorite place of the previous patriarchs of the Boxiali family.

Similarly, this small building is also famous for its numerous collections. There really is no better opportunity than now.

Those large and precious items may not be taken away, but these guards guess that one or two pieces of jewelry will always be found.

If you lose one or two jewels in this situation, you can completely push them on the heads of those killers.

But when they entered the small building, everyone felt terrified.

The small building was full of corpses. Judging from the direction and state of the corpses, none of these killed could respond in time to this terrible killing. The short swords they wore were not even out of the sheath. .

Could it be that the terrible assassin was in the silence just now, quietly killing all the people in this small building? Could it be that everyone was so silently sent to another world by a deadly dagger, even the corpse slipped to the ground without making any sound.

Is it possible for a living person to do all of this? Almost everyone thinks of the devil, because in their opinion, only the devil has this ability.

Fear makes everyone cold. They just want to leave this ominous place as soon as possible. Maybe the power of the devil is still in the small building, maybe some of them will join the ranks of the corpses.

Almost at the same time, these greedy members of the guard rushed toward the door, with expressions of terror and fear covering every face.

In the garden, Kyle looked at every member of the guard who was busy running around.

Lomel is not in the small building. This incident somewhat surprised him.

Has Lomel already seen through their deployment? Or does this old fox have a proven secret to escape? Kyle knew very well that it might not be easy to find Lomel now.

Just like Eckert quietly left the capital and went deep into Lomer’s tightly controlled territory, and Lomer, who had a wide eyeliner there, still didn’t know anything about it, and wanted to regain the boundlessness after losing his goal. Finding Lomel in the crowd of people is simply a difficult thing to do.

Unless Lommel reveals his whereabouts, if he hides quietly in a corner of the capital, I am afraid no one will be able to find him.

When the road from the capital to other places is unblocked, he can swagger back to his lair.

Kierle wondered whether he should stay here and command the officials of the Legal Department’s guards to search the entire Marquis’ mansion, hoping to find clues, or rush back to his home as soon as possible, and fight against him several times. But I deeply regret the old opponent that he successfully escaped every time.

If Lomel is an old fox, then his opponent is a dangerous snake. Maybe this time it's time to make the final conclusion.

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Ribo drove that horse, and Kyle’s rigorously trained riding skills allowed him to cope with the situation handily.

In fact, most of Ruibo's attention was not on riding the mount. The streets were empty and there were not many pedestrians. The soldiers who came and went were all soldiers from the Law Department's escort.

Although the combat effectiveness of the escorts of the Legal Affairs Department is not very good, they are very efficient when used to maintain order.

When the chaos just started, Frank's streets were sealed tightly by the guards of the Legal Department.

The civilians were all driven into the houses on both sides of the street. Any pedestrian walking around in the street without following advice would immediately be arrested and accused of being suspicious.

Only noble children and clergy like Ruibo can move freely on the street.

No one dared to stop Ribo, because I saw an aristocratic teenager riding a horse without a saddle stirrup on the streets of Franck, even stupid people knew that something very urgent would happen. .

There are not many young people in the capital who are known for their superb riding skills, but there is a person whose name is well known to everyone.

Almost everyone is convinced that the riding skills of the young heirs of Searthburg are among the best in the entire Kingdom of France. This statement originally came from the jockeys who failed in the races.

Ribo is always paying attention to the reaction of everyone around him, and now he must complete the task assigned to him.

As a decoy, he must attract the Mr. Die. This suggestion did not come from Eckert or Kelller, but the suggestion of the man who left the mysterious text on the magic mirror.

Maybe this is a trap, but considering that His Royal Highness is likely to be the person who plans everything behind the scenes, the feasibility of this proposal has increased a lot.

His Royal Highness must have full certainty that Lomel can be influenced and let him swallow this deadly bait.

Another reason for Ribo's confidence is the assurance of the director of the Magic Association.

Apparently that arrangement played a vital role. In order to save his life in such a dangerous situation, the chairman even gave him three extremely precious scrolls.

All the three scrolls are sealed with extremely powerful magic, and one of them can summon a substantial fire elf, which is a masterpiece of the palace magician Waki.

Ribo will never forget that it was the little bird that the fire spirit turned into that turned the Persius magician into ashes in full view on the day of the hearing.

Although the other two scrolls are not so powerful, they are also amazing magic. One can turn a rock or the earth into a piece of quicksand.

Another one allows the holder to quickly escape through the connected liquid water. With this scroll, any river will become the safest shelter.

After the three scrolls were in hand, the first thing Ribo did was to store the magic in the seal in the "Warlock Stone Tablet" given to him by Master Mask.

Making scrolls was originally an alchemist's best skill. Because of this, Ribo knows one thing very well. The person who makes scrolls can also easily make his works useless.

The chairman of the Magic Association's concern for himself is only temporary, so the power that these three scrolls can exert may also be temporary.

But with that "Warlock Stone Tablet", everything becomes completely different.

The power was sealed into the stone plate. The original three scrolls were equivalent to having been used, and the power sealed in the stone plate was no longer under the control of the original power provider.

As for the three used scrolls, Ribo did not discard them.

These blank scriptures are all the top and most precious magic items. Every fiber that composes the scriptures has been blessed by a very special magic, and it is because of this that the magical magic can be sealed in it.

In a sense, the scroll is the "Warlock Stone Tablet" owned by the magicians of this era. The only difference is that the magic that can be sealed in the scroll is extremely limited.

Only those magics that are purely summoning and gathering energy without any catalyst or materials can be sealed.

Most of the magic that Ribo masters must rely on specific materials and potions, which is a characteristic of alchemists.

But he happened to know a kind of magic that could be used to make scrolls. This kind of magic was not learned from his teacher Massek, but from the strongest magician in ancient times, Kai Mildit.

Ribo painted the magic circle behind him on the three blank magic scrolls, and sealed the magic inside.

Riding on a galloping steed, Ribode always holds a scroll in his palm, which is the basis for his life.

Another guarantee for his safety comes from the red smoke that reports warning signs.

Now Ruibo finally understands that Mr. Hyde is not short of money at all, why there are still a large number of small thieves gathering under his hands.

At this time, there is really no better eyeliner than these thieves. They are not only experts who are stalking, but they can't escape their eyes from any trouble. Thieves are probably the most vigilant of all. .

Suddenly Ruibo saw a large swath of red smoke rising in front of him, and a red smoke rose from almost every alley, which was the only way to his own lair.

And the legal department's guards are still strolling leisurely on the nearby square. Their job is only to prevent the civilian who was driven into the room from coming out.

Looking at the red smoke, Ribo could feel the dangerous breath. Perhaps behind every building there was a sharp arrow that missed the narrow alley.

It's so quiet here, it's a bit abnormally quiet, and there isn't even a member of the guard patrolling.

Ribo took out the wand, this time it was filled with extremely dangerous fire oil.

Compared with psychedelics, Ribo doesn’t like to use kerosene to deal with his enemies. Although it looks much more powerful and more powerful, the efficiency is really not comparable to that of psychedelics.

If you regard the silent and deadly fog as a killer and assassin who is good at attacking from behind, then Kerosene is a knight who is open and face to face.

After spending so long with Kyle, Ribo doesn’t think that the knight is more respectable and admired than the killer. He has been trained to be a killer, and he is not dissatisfied with this identity.

However, once the hallucinogen is used, it is difficult to disperse it completely for a while, which is the biggest shortcoming and trouble.

The chanting spell shot a group of burning fireballs far away, and when they were blocked, they immediately exploded, turning everything around them into a sea of ​​flames.

Ribbon’s aimless attack made everyone think that they had seen the end of the world.

I saw that the whole street was trembling in a series of explosions, there were blazing flames everywhere, carriages parked on the side of the road, sidewalk trees planted on both sides, shop signs... and the killers’ Corpse.

The raindropping arrow stopped, and the killers chose to retreat under such a fierce attack.

"Who wants to follow me forward, everyone can get ten thousand gold coins and a well-paid leisurely position." Rui Bo shouted toward the square.

The members of the Legal Department's guards looked at each other, and finally someone could not bear the temptation of money to stand up.

"Very good, all of you are warriors, come with me." As Ribo rode into the burning street, the members of the guards followed him closely.

The series of explosions also alarmed Die, and he knew that the second target had arrived.

This assassin king across the northwest coast does not intend to do it himself. What he is most worried about is that his old opponent will appear behind him.

For a killer of their level, whoever reveals his figure first means death.

Diae waited quietly. As a top killer, his patience has always been good.

Diee didn't worry that the young heir to Surthburg would escape, because he believed that another person would be happy to take the life of this genius boy.

That depraved Paladin must be ready to move.

To Die's surprise, Serot hasn't even shot yet. Could this guy who used to be arrogant and defiant now understand the benefits of acting behind his back? If this is the case, you have to re-evaluate this guy with the worst reputation.

Maybe he has learned a lesson from a series of failures, maybe he has become more difficult to deal with than ever.

Neither explanation is what the killer king wants to see.

Just as Die was speculating about Serot's thoughts, there was another roar in the distance, this time the roar was closer, so the screams that followed were completely suppressed.

On the other side of the street, Ribo didn't rush out of the flames recklessly. Standing behind a ball of flames, he delivered the deadliest blow intuitively.

The screams one after another proved that his prediction was completely correct, and Ribo immediately urged his horse to jump out of the fire.

I saw a mess in front of me, just like the fire bomb fired when the restaurant was attacked. Obviously this time the fireball also hit the place where the killers gathered the most, with charred limbs everywhere. The arm was broken, and the blood was roasted to black.

This is indeed a hellish scene, and all the guards and soldiers who broke out of the flames felt terrified.

They just want to escape this terrible place as soon as possible. No rewards or well-paid positions are in their consideration.

Seeing the guards fleeing into the flames, Ribo is planning to severely reprimand, using threats to aggravate the apparently unsuccessful reward.

Suddenly, a gust of wind pushed him off the horse, which pushed him to the side.

Just when Ribo was terrified and wondering what happened, he saw the poor horse that was neatly chopped in two.

The young knight who had appeared at the hearing in Surthburg, standing aside with a peculiar-looking sword in his hand, was obviously his masterpiece to split the horse in half.

Ribo is very grateful that the gust of wind saved his life just now. It must be the secretive aid of the director of the Magic Association.

The little heir of Searthburg didn't know that there was a harrier eagle hovering in the sky above his head, and the harrier eagle was quite satisfied to see that everything was developing according to his expectations.

He hovered in the high sky, watching everything around him.

The most important thing for him now is to find out Serot before the admirable killer king from the South approaches.

If there is a mistake in this matter, Serot will become a real corpse.

Earl Dacre is quite aware of the horror of the king of killers, and because of this he turned himself into a harrier, this animal has the sharpest eyes, and even a mouse can’t escape. The eyes of the Harrier Eagle in the sky.

However, Earl Dacreo would never treat the king of killers as a mouse. This powerful killer sneaked in the darkness far more difficult to detect than a mouse.

Selott continued his performance on the ground. The sneak attack just now and the miss after the sneak attack are probably the best performance in his life.

Although it's a performance, Serott definitely doesn't dare to be careless.

This aspect was because he was convinced that someone was spying on the battle secretly through magic, and the other reason was the lesson learned from the previous failure.

If you have the slightest contempt for this young man in front of you, then I am afraid that I will taste the bitter fruit of failure again.

The boy in front of him is not any kind of opponent he has faced in the past.

He can't be regarded as a real magician, but in the eyes of Serot, this young man is undoubtedly more dangerous than most magicians.

Similarly, this young man was not just a killer. When Serot faced a killer in the past, he didn't have to worry about the killer's unexpected killing.

Selott is confident that he will not fall behind whether he is facing a hidden weapon attack or close combat with an opponent.

But a killer who can perform magic is hard to say.

No one can accurately predict the actions of a magician. The power of a magician is strange, and most of them are beyond the imagination and understanding of ordinary people.

The most troublesome thing for Serott is that he doesn't know the details of the young heir to Surthburg, or what kind of magic he is good at.

When Serot saw the little heir of Surthburg disappear out of thin air in front of him, he felt even more headache, because this was the result he least wanted to see.

There is nothing in this world more frightening than an invisible assassin.

Like Serot, the other two people in the tower of the Magic Association were equally shocked.

"Invisibility, this guy is proficient in invisibility. Is Massek crazy? He doesn't know the other identity of his disciple, so that a killer can be freely invisible. There is nothing more terrifying than this." Qi exclaimed, his voice full of panic.

"Maybe this is not the teaching of Masek, take a closer look, this is definitely not any kind of invisible magic that you and I are familiar with. I have not seen the abnormal refraction of light, nor have I seen it like a chameleon. The disguise." The director of the Magic Association said coldly. Compared with Watch, he saw the existence of a deeper threat.

"Do you mean that this is also the power left by Mildit?" Vatch immediately understood what the chairman meant.

"Yes, the most famous part of that castle, apart from the unique spatial characteristics of the tower and the stairs leading to the tower, is that the entire castle can disappear without a trace. The invisible secrets follow. The mysterious disappearance of Mildit has become one of the many secrets that have been lost." Nile Ere said with a long sigh.

"It seems that you and I still have some misunderstandings about the little heir of Surthburg, he seems to have found the trick to unlock the treasure left by Mildit." Waqi glanced at the chairman of the board and said.

"This is the one thing I worry about the most. Presumably Marsek still doesn't know about this. How many secrets does this young man have? What abilities does he possess that are unknown to us?" The lord said anxiously, and fear once again occupied his heart.

A thought jumped out of the minds of the two wizards at the same time—maybe it’s a little late to deal with the young man. If he is allowed to continue to grow, he will be completely beyond their control. .

But no matter it is the palace magician or the chairman of the magic association, no one wants to tell this matter.

"Wrath of the Scourge" is too attractive for them, and this attraction is so deadly for them, such a powerful wizard.

The same magical and powerful magic is also extremely deadly for the fallen paladin.

His expression was uncharacteristically dignified. Now it is not a show. Serot believes that if he misses his hand, he may be killed.

There is really no more annoying opponent than a killer with stealth ability.

Serott focused all his attention on his eyes and ears. Even a grain of sand that was slid by the wind, even the crackling sound of fire burning wood, would not be missed by him.

Seralt stood motionless like a bronze statue.

Ribo is the same.

He also knows what it means to him if he moves rashly.

Kierle is the only person who knows that he has the ability to be invisible, and it is also Kierle who has truly mastered the skills of stealth combat.

To deal with completely different opponents, you need to take different countermeasures, but one thing is exactly the same, that is, facing a player of the level of Serot, acting arbitrarily will only make you lose the advantage of invisibility.

In the face of this fallen paladin, Ribo didn't expect to win, just as he never threatened Kyle, the king of killers, during practice.

The difference in strength is clearly there, and it cannot be compensated by some kind of magical power.

Ribbo’s only thing to do is to wait for Kyle’s arrival, which was originally the way they negotiated to deal with Lomel’s number one killer.

In the plan, no place was reserved for this fallen paladin, because almost everyone thought that it was the Prince who left a message to reveal Lomer's whereabouts.

Selott is the prince’s subordinate. If the prince decides to betray his former allies, he will definitely not let Serott stand in front of them.

Ribo became more and more puzzled.

Maybe this was originally a trap.

Maybe the prince has no intention of betraying his allies at all.

Perhaps he has already regarded Sarthburg as a potential opponent that must be eliminated.

As long as the thought of the trophy that nearly blasted him to pieces on the day of the race, Ribo felt the more correctness of his premonition.

Involuntarily Ruibo's hair straightened up.

The only reason that supported him facing that powerful and terrifying opponent was that, besides Frila, Randy, Fanny and Justine who were trapped in the tunnel, it was also because Eckert made it for him. The best role model.

In the silence, everyone froze and stood facing each other, only their brains and thoughts were able to move.

The killer king from the northwest coast didn't know what was going on. He was surprised that Serot stopped his attack.

However, he believes that there must be some special reason why Serot dare not act rashly.

He felt the strong murderous aura emanating from Serot, and such a strong will to fight would definitely not be a fake.

However, he will never make a move until the old opponent's whereabouts are revealed.

Earl Dakru, who turned into a harrier in the air, readily watched the stalemate battlefield below.

This is really a very interesting duel.

But he didn't dare to relax a bit, because they are now engaged in a difficult gamble.

The key to victory or defeat lies in whether we can deceive the eyes of the young heir of Surthburg and his brilliant assassin teacher.

Earl Ducru, a resourceful conspirator, has to admit that this is an extremely difficult task.

Suddenly, the sharp eyes of Count Dacreu's harrier caught the shadow of the wall, and a black shadow was quickly approaching Serot.

The vigorous fighting will that Serot was burning was obviously the reason that attracted this dark figure to rush.

A silver coin rolled and fell from a high altitude, and immediately after it hit the ground, a series of clear and sweet metal collisions sounded.

Serot's expression became more solemn when he heard the signal that Da Crewe had made an appointment with him.

Suddenly he wielded the "Blood God Spear" to create a perfect arc.

The "Blood God Spear" split the wall behind him in an instant.

There is only a very shallow incision, and in front of the overwhelmingly sharp sword skills, the thick wall seems to be just a piece of cheese.

The wall collapsed, and dust filled the entire street, covering everything in a haze.

Suddenly a red lightning pierced the fog of dust, and this lightning seemed to be able to split everything.

In the distance, a withered hand flicked twice, and a magician standing next to him immediately began to perform the magic he had prepared.

Dark clouds shrouded the city of Frank in a gloom, and pouring rain fell from the sky to wash everything on the earth.

The heavy rain extinguished the spreading flames, but there was nothing to do with the blazing fire, because this was not an ordinary flame. The kerosene made by magic made the heavy rain useless, but the heavy rain washed away There was dust in the sky, but instead it was a mist filled with evaporating rain.

Standing in the heavy rain and fog, Serot seemed to be a demon god, and the "blood **** spear" in his hand exuded bursts of red light.

The power of "bloodthirsty" made him find the terrible killer hiding in the dark. Although he was so perfect in hiding, Serot was still able to get from his beating pulse and flowing blood. Perceive his existence in the middle.

What annoyed the fallen paladin was that he still hadn't found the whereabouts of the young heir to Surthburg.

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