——Recommend tickets and monthly passes after midnight~
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The explosion stopped, and the building did not tremble anymore, but many knights, attendants and ordinary people still felt their ears buzzing, as if there were countless flies flying, and they couldn't hear anything clearly.
A knight who followed Viscount Wright to the explosion site returned and said to the adventurer's night watch: "A wall was blown up, a few pillars were destroyed, and a quarter of the wax museum was destroyed. Now that the Viscount and the other two lords are there extinguishing the attached flames, let me come over to remind you to be careful not to be attacked by people taking advantage of the chaos. He judged that it was either a medium alchemy explosive, or a four-ring magician bombarding it with fireballs."
Although the level of each magic is fixed, its power increases rapidly as the user's strength increases, and the fireball technique of the four-ring magician and the three-ring magician is completely different in terms of destructive power.
The adventurer Night Watch nodded: "Several adults, Mr. Brown and other knights responded quickly and correctly, not giving those cowardly wizards a chance to hide like rats. I hope my companions have caught the archer before, and I am also going to use magic items to summon other night watchmen over, so that there will be no one on the way back."
The continuous attacks but no assassins were found, which really made the night watchman feel bad, and the ambush and killing could not be done by the bishop and priest.
"It would be best if you could be so cautious, the Viscount has never been as angry as he is now." The knight turned to Sog and was about to convey Viscount Wright's words of comfort.
"Oliev, it's best to let me go back immediately, it's too dangerous here." Brown panicked and said slightly frantically.
The night's watchman named Oliev understood Brown's emotional state very well, the successive attacks were really frightening and frightening, and Brown was not a real knight, and his will was much worse: "Mr. Brown, when the night's watch I summoned arrives, I will send you home."
In his opinion, if it weren't for the thunder and rain in all three attacks, and not a single assassin appeared, Brown's condition would not be so bad. And as long as the assassin appears, Brown should be able to stabilize his emotions, because waiting for the unknown is the most irritating, especially when the unknown is still scary.
"How long will you wait? Why don't you just go to the pastor and bishop of a nearby church?" Brown looked frightened and angry urging.
Oliev shrugged his shoulders: "How can those priests and bishops who are bathed in the light and have a noble status do this kind of thing? Unless we can surround those assassins, they will take action."
Brown looked a little restless: "Oliev, I don't want to live like this anymore, I don't want to be a bait anymore! I want to go to the Holy City quickly!"
"Mr. Brown, calm, calm. Such a substantive attack shows that the Magic Council lacks more means, and you don't have the courage to sacrifice a mid-level magician, so you will definitely not be in danger." Oliev comforted him a couple of times, and then said, "I will immediately summon my companions with magic items."
"Oliev, please hurry up." Brown paced impatiently, fear growing in his heart.
"Get out of here quickly, there is great danger here!"
"Leave quickly, a high-level magician will destroy the wax museum directly!"
The fear in his heart seemed to turn into countless urging voices, making his nerves more and more tense, and he felt like he was about to be driven crazy by the suppression of fear, and the angel feathers on his body disappeared little by little as he moved.
"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The shouts and heartbeats seemed to merge, making Brown feel that he could no longer bear it, and when he saw Oliev communicating with someone, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he rushed towards the door without looking back.
The speed given to Brown by Regenerating Blood allowed him to drag out an afterimage and disappear at the door before anyone could react.
The crowd outside the wax museum had already fled due to the explosion, and Brown ran without looking back, although he had no idea where he wanted to run.
In the wax museum, Oliev, who was contacting the other night watchmen, did not react until Brown rushed out the door.
"Not good!" He chased after him.
After Brown ran more than ten meters, a strong sense of danger suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, which made him wake up from that state of extreme panic.
"Oh no!" Brown knew something was wrong, but at this time there was already a fire in front of him, and a fireball the size of a head hit his upper body directly.
While being hit by the fireball, Brown subconsciously looked in the direction the fireball was flying from.
His crimson pupils reflected the scene around the corner of the wax museum, a young man wearing a tall black top hat was pushing his monocle with his left hand, and the flames on his wrist would dissipate.
With a rumble, the fireball exploded violently, Brown's upper body was blown to pieces, and the burning flames destroyed his cells' ability to regenerate, leaving him completely dead.
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Oliev had just run to the gate when he heard this loud explosion, and intuitive thoughts suddenly welled up in his heart.
"It's over, Brown is done......"
"The members of the Magic Council actually killed Brown under the protection of our Night's Watch and Knights?!"
Anger, absurdity, frustration, etc. echoed in Oliev's mind, but he still continued to rush out, trying to grasp the faint hope.
Countless charred corpses fell to the ground, and only the lower half of the body was still intact.
Oliev's heart quickly sank into the dark abyss, there was no hope left, Brown was really dead!
Immediately afterwards, uncontrollable anger rushed straight to his mind, Oliev's eyes were slightly red, and he judged the direction of the attack from the position of Brown's body, and said loudly to the great knights and knights who came from behind: "The assassin is there!"
Led by him, a group of people chased towards the corner of the wax museum.
But when they reached the corner, there was no one there.
Due to the explosion on the other side, the alley between the two buildings was empty, and the other party actually used magic to deal with the traces, looking calm.
"Chase!" How could Oliev give up and continue to chase into the lanes, but there are many art buildings on this island, and the alleys between them are as dense as spider webs, and the night watchmen who can detect and track magic are lured away by the previous commotion, and they can only rely on a few traces to keep chasing after each other.
Gradually, Oliev chased to the other side of the island, and the remaining little traces disappeared completely, and many sharp boats came and went on the canal, and it was impossible to tell which boat the assassin was on.
"Bastard!"
Although this was only a second-level man, due to his special bloodline, the night's watchman, who could briefly burst out with the strength of a third-level knight at a critical moment, scolded fiercely.
Then, unwilling to give up, he contacted the captain of the night watch, the bishop, and looked down from mid-air, trying to find traces in other directions.
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In the window partition of the bathroom of a high-end restaurant on the bank of the canal behind Oliev, flames appeared in Lucian's hands, burning the black formal suit, shirt and pants just now, and had already changed into a dark red shirt, matching trousers and leather shoes.
This is what Lucian is wearing when he comes out today, the previous top hat, black formal suit, monocles, etc. were hidden in this bathroom hideaway before waiting for the "ferryman" last night.
However, Lucian had already changed three times, once when the morning came, he sneaked into the restaurant and changed into clothes except for a top hat and monocles and waited for Brown on the canal, the second time he changed into his current outfit and waited for people at the door of the restaurant, and the third time he changed into clothes and sneaked out of the bathroom.
While dealing with the ashes and smells, Lucian looked at the canal outside the window, where there was a pointed boat he had hired in advance, but after rushing to the canal, he just paid and let him leave on his own, and then secretly put the pieces of leather shoes and monocles behind the boat, and when the boatman cleaned it up, he would definitely throw it directly into the canal.
After leaving the cubicle and tidying up his neckline, making sure that it was no different from when he entered fifteen minutes ago, Lucian washed his hands and face, opened the bathroom door, and walked to the nearby box.
In the box, Grace paced back and forth a little nervously, and when she saw Lucian come in, she hurriedly said: "Mr. Evans, did you hear that? There seems to be a violent explosion on the island!"
The explosion and noise diverted her focus, and it was no wonder why Lucian didn't come out for fifteen minutes. Of course, it is not strange that it took fifteen minutes to come out.
"I also heard it, it was very loud and terrifying, I didn't expect this kind of explosion to happen in Sturk!" Lucian closed the private room with his backhand, "But with the attention of the Lord and the protection of the Lord's shepherds and guards, we will not have any problems. Grace, calm down, wait for the waiter to know what's going on. By the way, where did we talk about it just now?"
Seeing that there was no danger for so long, Grace heard Lucian's calm and gentle voice, so she calmed down and smiled apologetically: "Mr. Evans, you were correcting some irregularities in my fingering just now."
She pressed her hands on the dining table, simulating the movements of playing the piano.
"Some of your fingerings do still have traces of the past, but playing the piano must have your own style......" Lucian has deep attainments and absolute authority in the field of piano playing, and his eloquence made Grace nod frequently.
After the two exchanged music for more than half an hour, a waiter knocked on the door gently.
"What's the matter?" Grace was immersed in her music studies and was a little unhappy to be interrupted.
The waiter replied politely and humbly: "Ms. Grace, there are two knight attendants of the church who are searching."
Lucian booked this private room in Grace's name.
"Let them in." Even though Grace already has a good status and status, she still doesn't dare to be arrogant when facing the church, and she doesn't think she will have any problems with the famous musician Mr. Lucian Evans.
(End of this chapter)