Chapter 165 Lead away (first update)
Harrison? Brown calmed down and looked around with amusement, because of the opening of the "Sog" wax museum today, there were many pedestrians on the stone bridge, and there was a carriage dragging heavy steel slowly moving forward, so he laughed at himself: "It turns out that there are a lot of people today, and there is another car of steel, which made this stone bridge that has been built for nearly a hundred years shake. Hey, I'm so sensitive, like a bird that has been repeatedly shot by a bow and arrow, as long as it hears the sound of the bowstring, even if it doesn't shoot at me, it will react violently."
Understanding the reason, his mood completely recovered, and at this time, the adventurer on his right leaned closer, pretending to be in parallel with him by chance, and whispered: "It's just an accident, you continue to go to the Sog Wax Museum."
"Okay. Hehe, the city hall has to send someone to strengthen this stone bridge." Brown did not refuse and strolled to the island across the stone bridge, which is an art district with buildings such as oil painting galleries, wax museums, opera houses, concert halls, and several high-end restaurants.
The night watchman disguised as an adventurer looked to the right and inadvertently said to Brown on his left: "But don't be careless, I have asked the church to send someone to check through magical means to see if the stone bridge is indeed in disrepair and has encountered a weight that exceeds the limit, or if someone has destroyed it with hidden magic."
Although he didn't notice any magic fluctuations just now, the night watchman was still cautious, worried about some kind of hidden magic with minimal fluctuations.
In fact, the "Professor's Resonant Hand" only caused resonance, and the damage to the internal structure of the stone bridge was all due to its violent vibration, and no trace of magic was found during subsequent inspection. Unless the town hall or church conducts a safety assessment of the stone bridge every year or two, and then the damage is found to be so sudden and rapid through before and after records, the strangeness will be discovered. But in this world of magic and magic, similar safety assessments have not yet appeared, and they are basically reinforced based on the appearance damage and citizens' feedback.
"Your vigilance really amazes me." Brown was pleased with the Night's Watchman's vigilance and caution, as it meant he would be safer.
After crossing the stone bridge and walking for seven or eight minutes, Brown and his entourage arrived at the entrance of the Sog Wax Museum, the entire building is divided into two floors, made of black smooth rock, retro style, and solemn.
"Hello, Viscount Wright, hello, Baron Cap......" In the foyer of the wax museum, Viscount Wright and others had already arrived, and Brown hurriedly stepped forward to greet respectfully. Even if he wants to move to the holy city of Reims in the future, he dreams of establishing good relations with these big nobles and rich people, who control the trade rights of the east and west coasts, the north and south continents, and can live a luxurious and beautiful life just by flowing through his fingers.
Viscount Wright, a middle-aged man with rare seaweed-like green hair, nodded reservedly in response to Brown: "Welcome our heroic knight."
"You are a respectable knight." Brown humbly said that a knight like him, who relies on potions to stimulate blood, is no different from a real knight in terms of will and spirit, and Viscount Wright is a genuine fourth-level knight.
Viscount Wright didn't say much, turned his head to discuss business with his partner Graneuf. Brown found several nobles and merchants he was familiar with.
Soon, it was ten o'clock, and Sog, whose mouth was as hard as a stone, stood at the door with the nobles, announcing the opening of the wax museum to the other guests outside.
There has been no ribbon cutting in this world, only the accompaniment of the band.
But at this moment, the crowd became agitated, as if something strange had happened in the distance, and the night watchmen mixed in among the guests glanced at each other, their expressions became very solemn, and then they divided their hands and rushed there.
Lucian, who was wearing a tall black top hat and a monocle in his left eye, was standing in the crowd after changing his outfit, and saw the pair of night watchmen pretending to be a couple leaving, and saw the night watchman who looked like a gorgeous merchant quietly sneaked over, leaving only the night watchman dressed as an adventurer and the boatman wandering back and forth on the canal.
Since the "Ferryman" promised to help him lure away the night watchman, Lucian would not be stupid enough to take risks on his own.
"It seems that they also seem to know a certain amount about the Night's Watch......" Although Lucian did not know how Sturk's liaisons used to successfully lure the three Night's Watchmen away without showing up, the word smooth alone indicates that they have a deep understanding of the Sturk Night's Watch's movement patterns and styles. This is the habit of magicians!
The request to divert was made after the stone arch bridge was loosened last night, because Lucian understood that his temptation could only have a temporary effect, and when the night watchman changed his outfit or handed over the team, he would have to test again to know which ones were probably the night watchmen. And continuous temptation, even if there are no magic fluctuations, will still make people very suspicious, so you must seize the opportunity to act after the temptation until Brown returns home.
At this time, Lucian's appearance only changed slightly with hats, glasses and cosmetics, after all, it was easy to be seen through by those big knights with disguise at this time, as long as he made sure that he would not be recognized by Brown at a glance.
Standing on the steps, Brown was a little wary of the commotion in the distance, and asked the night watchman who had become his follower: "No problem, right?"
"A few of our night watchmen have already rushed over, but you don't have to worry about your own safety, there are three or four great knights here, more than ten knights, how dare the people of the Magic Council do it?" The adventurer Night Watch replied calmly. Even if they were stained with the smell of money, they could not hide their strength, so they relieved those night watchmen to leave.
Brown looked at Viscount Light and the others, and his expression relaxed.
Suddenly, a blue light flashed on the clock tower in the distance, and a long arrow with a dark blue tip shot at Brown rapidly.
Whether it is the speed of the long arrow, its momentum, or the dangerous meaning it contains, it all indicates that there is at least a knight-level archer on the bell tower!
The long arrow passed through the canal and through the crowd like an afterimage, as if it had shot in front of Brown in the blink of an eye, giving him no chance to react.
Viscount Wright waved his left hand, and countless gusts of wind stood out, restraining the long arrow and making it slow down a little, but it could not stop it from moving forward.
It turned out to be a great knight-level archer! Or hold a level 3 enchanted longbow!
However, Viscount Wright's obstruction gave Brown time, and snow-white angel feathers resurfaced, enveloping him, while the night watchman beside him snatched the shield and erected it in front.
The long blue arrow hit the "Witcher's Shield", and silently chiseled through a hole, penetrated it, and shot on the "Angel Feather".
Pieces of angel feathers turned into water splashes and fell off, and pieces of snow-white regenerated, and soon the long arrow fell to the ground, and Brown resisted this "carefully planned" long-range raid!
There was no movement on the bell tower, and the boatman on the canal rushed towards the bell tower at the signal of the adventurer night watchman.
Viscount Wright snorted coldly, someone dared to assassinate in front of him, so he ordered the knights around him to cooperate with the night watch to capture the assassin.
Lucian in the crowd naturally and habitually pushed the monocle: "There is one less night watchman and many knights."
"After this raid, Brown's vigilance should be much lower."
"When I was at the stone bridge just now, I couldn't see clearly from a distance, but this time I can clearly see that the light of the magic talisman on Brown's chest has dimmed a lot, and there should only be one 'Angel Feather' or other divine magic left."
"It's good to have organized resources and manpower."
This is Lucian's request for "diversion", no matter how the liaison staff of the Sturk Magic Council completes it, it must be divided into two waves, and the second wave must have enough long-range attacks that threaten Brown, of course, just a threat, and must leave immediately after the attack.
Brown said to the night watchman next to him in shock: "The Witcher's shield is damaged and needs to be repaired, and there is only one more 'Angel Feather' left, shall we go back now?"
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Brown, you've dodged the most dangerous attack. Under the Night's Watch's extensive pursuit and the high security nearby, no magician or assassin dares to come again unless he attacks suicidely." The Night Watch pointed at Viscount Wright and the others, "And it's too dangerous for me to protect you back, maybe those evil and clever magicians are waiting for you to come home, so they can be on the road, or even at the door. There are so many knight-level powerhouses here, if there are assassins, you also have helpers."
Brown glanced at Viscount Wright, if it weren't for him just now, he might have been assassinated. After weighing whether it was safe to be around the great knight or whether it was safe for himself and the night watchman to return home with his entourage, he nodded slightly relaxed: "Then let's take a good look at the wax museum."
The long-range attack just now frightened many weak nobles, but the presence of strong people around them quickly regained their composure, and then most of them chose to stay in the expectant eyes of Sog with a pale face, and followed him into the wax museum to visit.
After the opening, many wax enthusiasts outside also flocked to the door to visit, but the cost of 20 silver nars blocked 90% of them.
Lucian pushed the monocle and walked gracefully to the door with a black suitcase.
The two waiters saw that Lucian was personable, had an extraordinary temperament, and was dressed like a high-class person, so they said respectfully: "This gentleman, since there are many nobles inside, we can't let too many people in to disturb them.
"Also, we need to take a look at your suitcase." Another waiter said cautiously.
Lucian replied in an accent of the Principality of Djibouti: "I just arrived in Sturk and rushed over when I heard about the opening of Mr. Sog's wax museum, this is my salute."
As he spoke, Lucian opened the black suitcase and rummaged through it himself, only some clothes and seventy or eighty dizzying and short-breathing Kintales.
Maybe it was money that proved Lucian's identity, maybe it was seeing that Lucian had no weapons in his suitcase, or maybe it was the generous tip that made people feel soft, after the two waiters received fifty silver nars, they smiled and bowed to welcome Lucian in.
Lucian closed the black suitcase and carefully carried it into the wax museum.
This suitcase has been specially treated and has a hard-to-find mezzanine at the bottom!
I recommend a book "The Monk is Fierce", which is a very relaxed and refreshing urban text.
ISBN: 2720265
(End of this chapter)