Watching Chris go away, Edmund wiped the sweat from his forehead.
If that kid continues to cause trouble, I'm afraid there won't be many people left in this huge association.
Masonte looked worried: "That little lord actually learned how to shadow jump, and he was bold enough to break into our camp. If he comes back tomorrow night, will he discover our plan?"
Edmund said: "Don't worry, even though he said he didn't care, didn't you see him running away immediately when I called out Lord Kinubi's name just now? He was already frightened and would definitely not
You dare to rush in alone again."
"That's good." Mason felt reassured, "Let's just follow the original plan, recharge our batteries during the day tomorrow, and start taking action at night."
"good!"
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Seeing Chris return unscathed, Tina breathed a sigh of relief. She walked over and asked, "How is it? Did you gain anything?"
Chris said regretfully: "The sense of smell of the splicing beasts they raised is very sensitive. My invisibility magic does not work. It is completely impossible to assassinate Edmund and the two."'
"It's okay. As long as you can come back safely, everything will be fine."
Chris grinned and said: "However, there is still a small gain. I killed eight enemy black magicians."
"Uh..." Tina was a little surprised.
Although those low-level magicians are easy to deal with, you must know that Chris escaped from the siege of hundreds of black magicians led by two sixth-level experts, and was able to kill eight enemies. This is
Very nice.
Chris had no intention of sleeping in the castle, and Tina's words made sense.
Tonight I went to find trouble with the Edmund Association. It was inevitable that they would be angry and come back for revenge.
Therefore, you must remain vigilant at all times to ensure that you can reach the battlefield as soon as possible.
Under the city wall, many people spread hay on the ground and slept on it.
This small setback is nothing to the freedmen or serfs living at the bottom, so no one has any complaints. At least they can fill their stomachs and have a good sleep.
Lauder led a dozen tauren to patrol back and forth, and Guli would replace them with his tribe in the middle of the night.
Chris jumped onto the canopy of the ghost vine, which used thick vines to weave a network-like cradle for him to practice.
Looking up at the sky, the moon was hidden by dark clouds, and only a few scattered stars shone with tiny light.
Unfortunately, this assassination operation can only be used once.
After that, the opponent is fully prepared. If he dares to rush in again, it will be no different than facing death.
Chris yawned, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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The next morning, as the sun just rose, Chris woke up.
In the camp, the female leaders began to prepare breakfast, and smoke drifted into the sky.
Chris stretched out and jumped down from the canopy of the ghost tendon tree.
He first came to the city wall and asked Reimu to strengthen his vision to detect the movements of the Edmund Association.
This is destined to be a protracted battle, and I don’t know how long it will take to end.
The relationship between the two parties has become extremely tense, and there is no possibility of mediation.
The strange thing is that Chris searched for a long time and couldn't see the sixth-order evil dragon.
"Could it be that the evil dragon has turned into a human form in order to hide in the dark and sneak up on him?" Chris thought of a possibility and became extremely vigilant in his heart.
Chris secretly made a decision: It seems that I must be more careful in the next battle.
Dawn City has been waiting all morning, but has not seen any movement from the Edmund Association.
It seemed that the thunder was heavy but the rain was light. There was only a wave of sieges during the day yesterday, and then there was no more.
But this is a good thing for the citizens, at least they don't have to worry about being in danger of losing their lives.
Chris was lying on his side beside the city wall, resting his chin on his hand, bored.
Tonight is Grandma Manda's birthday, and it seems that she has no chance to attend.
Speaking of which, I have been very busy recently, and I haven't seen that little girl for many days.
Hey, as an earl, why didn't I receive an invitation from the White family?
Suddenly, Chris thought of a possibility. He sat up suddenly, his body drenched in cold sweat.
"not good!"
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At night, the White family is brightly lit.
Today is Mrs. White's seventieth birthday, and many nobles and big businessmen in Mott City have been invited to come to congratulate her.
Siblings Du Wei and Manda, dressed in decent clothes, stood at the door to greet the guests.
Manda changed her past heroic image, dressed in a white evening dress, and was gentle and polite in her movements. She had the temperament of an aristocratic lady, which shocked the eyes of the young hero who had been bullied by her before.
"Hey, sister, you are dressed so nicely today, are you waiting for someone?" Du Wei sent a big businessman to his home, then returned to the door and said with a smile.
Manda rolled her eyes at her brother and said nothing.
"By the way, why isn't that guy here yet? The banquet will start if you don't come." Du Wei looked around, but didn't see the young figure for a long time. "His invitation was sent by you personally, sister. Shouldn't it be?
I won’t refute your face, right?”
Manda couldn't help but said: "Shut up!"
"Oh, there's nothing to do right now." Du Wei slapped the mosquito that flew in front of him to death. "Grandma hasn't seen Chris for several years. She didn't know where she got the news recently.
, I really want to meet you."
"Where?" Manda's voice suddenly rose, "It didn't come out of your dog's mouth!"
Although he was exposed, Du Wei did not feel the slightest embarrassment and continued to go his own way: "Do you think that if our two families get married, will the Hughes family be driven out of Mott City one day in the future?"
Manda sighed and said, "No."
"That's what I said, but I think their life will be difficult in the future." Du Wei grinned, showing his big white teeth.
Manda said: "I mean, there is no possibility of marriage between our two families."
Until Mrs. White's birthday party officially started, Duwei didn't see Chris arriving, so he was a little surprised.
"It's strange, sister, you personally sent the invitation, but he actually dared not to come?"
"Let's go in!" Manda glanced outside and then closed the door heavily.
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In the Viscount's Mansion, Old Mrs. White was guarded in the middle like a star holding the moon.
"Old madam, your complexion is getting better and better, as if you are ten years younger."
"Thank you." Mrs. White responded with a smile, and the wrinkles on her face relaxed.