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Chapter 171 Stop talking, it’s useless to talk about it

 "They are coming."

George Patton, who was sitting in Boca's living room drinking tea, suddenly said: "Do you feel it?"

"...Well, I sensed that someone is placing a curse on my house."

Boka's face became ugly, but at the same time he felt lucky - fortunately, he was decisive enough.

His attitude was extremely respectful, even to the point of humility: "Your Excellency, Great Guardian, what should I do now?

"Should I go out and attract their attention first, or should I just stay here?"

"casual."

The Great Guardian didn't bother to pay attention to him and just answered briefly.

Although Boca is considered a witness, he is not a good person either. However, interrogating him is a matter later. Now we need to help him deal with these scum first.

He said to his griffon: "Protect David and Mr. Boka."

"Don't you need my help?"

Phillip, who was lying in the living room, said in a deep voice.

Angelica and David were beside him, and they surrounded David on the left and right. Even if there were gunmen outside, they could block his sniper attack.

"I'll tell you if I need your help."

George said briefly: "But it shouldn't be necessary now."

He really doesn't like these people.

He has clearly seen their configuration through the "Eye of Avalon" - the only one who can be considered strong is Lloyd.

Although there was another middle-aged woman who also had some strength... but she might be an extraordinary person who had adapted to the road. She was keenly aware of George's prying eyes, and she had already run away before the carriage stopped.

As for the "Aleister" Boca mentioned, he never came.

--But that's okay.

Even if Aleister can't be caught, it would be good to catch Lloyd.

As long as he protects Boka as a tainted witness, he can slowly pull out a whole corrupt network.

"Be careful anyway."

Phillip reminded him casually, then turned back to look at Boca with his sharp eyes, and warned: "I will keep an eye on you, don't make any small moves."

"No, no..."

Boka smiled bitterly.

How dare he make any small moves?

He's not stupid...

And George slowly drew out the elf scimitar hanging on his sides.

They were a pair of scimitars that looked as slender as willow leaves, with one black and one white handle. The slender and thin blade was about a meter long, shining with a dazzling silver light.

This is a mysterious craft from the Taichu Empire, which was previously given to the Theocracy in batches as a gift. Because of its scarcity, it was reproduced by the elf craftsmen of The Theocracy using elf craftsmanship.

The version in George's hands is a replica, so it looks more elf-style - that is, the main color of silver, the carvings of flowers and leaves on the scabbard, and the large number of gems inlaid on the handle and the elf language on the blade.

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The one in his hand was personally blessed by the pope of the previous generation, and had the dual protection of the Candlestick and the Eternal One. It was given as a gift by the Theocracy to Avalon, which had just founded the country at that time, and is now passed down from generation to generation as the great guardian.

Proof of authority.

This is a true national treasure.

It is so light and sharp, but has a much stronger structure than it looks.

As George slowly injected his wind-attributed mana into it, the blade gradually became invisible.

Instead, there were two faintly visible white and black arcs of light.

This pair of scimitars can convert wind-attributed mana into light and dark attributes - light-attributed mana is extremely effective against demons, while dark-attributed mana is extremely lethal to the human body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

With the assistance of the "Eye of Avalon", he saw clearly all the people surrounding No. 113 Green Vine Avenue and marked them one by one.

When he regained his vision again, the outlines of those people were already visible in his eyes even though they were separated by the wall.

George kicked the door open - and immediately the cry of a baby could be heard.

——That’s the cursed baby!

A sure hit, a vicious spell that can bite the heart and freeze the organs!

Immediately afterwards, bullets from at least ten guns came like a rain - they were not common pistols or semi-automatic rifles in Avalon, but fully automatic rifles smuggled from the Kingdom of Star Antimony!

The marksmanship of these demonologists was obviously not very good. Large deflected bullets landed on the wall, creating clouds of smoke.

But George completely ignored these bullets that could penetrate the wall.

Without even looking, a violent hurricane erupted from his body, causing all the bullets to fly away. The howling storm made people unable to stand still, and they could only cover their eyes with flying sand and rocks.

A bright light flashed through the storm, and the cursed baby was split into two.

The howling storm rose from the ground, and in the storm it was like a white lightning jumping among the crowd. The blood flowers burst out almost at the same time, and were sucked away by the storm. Those demonologists did not even see what they were dealing with.

Who was the enemy? He felt a lightning strike on him and lost consciousness.

Those demonologists were all beheaded in an instant. They were not tortured, and many of them did not even realize that they were dead.

The demons were not spared by him either - the demons that would have been automatically expelled after a while were all penetrated by arcs of light and burst into black smoke and dust on the spot.

The lightning flashes were almost chaotic in the crowd, and the spells could not catch them at all, because neither the eyes nor the mental power could lock onto the opponent.

Only when dealing with slightly more powerful demons will George appear briefly.

Then he slashed at least three times in an instant, tearing the opponent into pieces and then turned into lightning again, crackling and leaping in the storm.

When the storm subsided and George appeared again, only Lloyd was left alive.

George slowly raised the invisible swords in his hands, crossed them in front of him, and then swung them.

Two bloodstains formed a cross in front of him, one black and one red.

The sword blade was as bright as new when it appeared again, but the Great Guardian's expression did not change at all, and his breathing did not even become rapid. It was as if he had not killed more than thirty people of at least third level in just a few breaths.

Demonologists are as casual and natural as their demons.

Seeing this scene, Tommy's back was soaked with sweat.

Of course he knew the Great Guardian. But he never thought that the person who came to protect Boka would be him!

——If Boka knew the Great Guardian, why would he still be so coward?!

Tommy wanted to run - but he knew he couldn't.

Since the Great Guardian is here, his griffon must also be here. He may have a chance to outrun the Great Guardian, but he will definitely not be able to outrun the griffon.

The pure-blooded griffon is the darling of the wind and can blend into the storm. It can surpass the speed of sound without tearing the atmosphere - that is a speed that human flesh and blood cannot reach.

Therefore, when he saw the Great Guardian slowly walking towards him, all Tommy could do was to beg for mercy: "Your Excellency, Great Guardian, I think this must be a misunderstanding..."

"oh?"

The Great Guardian just walked forward slowly and said calmly: "Are you talking about the misunderstanding of illegal smuggling of firearms, or the misunderstanding of kidnapping the heir of the founder's family? Or the misunderstanding of murdering the current judge on the street, or the misunderstanding of using the cursed

Misunderstanding of killing babies as materials to release spells?

"Or... is it a misunderstanding to attack the top manager of the Supervision Bureau, the Great Guardian?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared.

Tommy was immediately frightened out of his wits - he subconsciously took a step back, and the Labyrinth Demon he had contracted emerged from the void and let out a shocking roar.

It was a huge demon over three meters tall. It had a bull's head and hooves, as well as a human body. Its whole body was covered with jet black fur, and its muscles were bulging high. There were two blue flames burning in its pupils, and it was holding a hand with one hand.

A dark golden battle ax as tall as them.

The Labyrinth Demon is a serious high-level demon, and it is one of the reasons why Tommy can join the Noble Red Society.

Following the roar of the Labyrinth Demon, prison-like stone walls continued to rise layer by layer.

These stone walls are engraved with words of curses in blood, and the interior space is much larger than it looks from the outside. The walls are extremely strong and extremely difficult to break. But the Labyrinth Demon can walk through it at will. There is only one correct exit from the maze.

, all other exits are dead ends - if you go out of the dead end, you will reach the dream world, and mortals who enter the dream world will die immediately.

This is Tommy's final trump card.

He was teleported outside the maze and looked nervously at the tall stone wall in front of him.

But only about ten minutes later, the stone wall suddenly fell down and disappeared without a trace like an illusion.

The Great Guardian was a little embarrassed, but appeared intact on the spot.

He took a few breaths and looked at Tommy with deep eyes: "Not bad, Lao..."

"——Stop talking, I surrender."

Tommy surrendered without hesitation and lay motionless on the ground.

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