If the Snowy Moon in Frost Riding Castle and the Tundra Continent is tough, then the winter in Aogu City is soft. The former is like a grudge wound, straightforward and unobstructed. The latter is like a magic wound, with the wound inside and eclipsing it.
Bones burn and heart burns.
That night, Boom was sitting cross-legged on the bed, constantly using the black wooden staff to carve out the space magic circle. Although it was not as large and complex as Furion, it was precise, concise, and without deviation.
As for Rikka, she said hello casually, and ran out of the small courtyard before Boom could express her opinion. Tonight, she wanted to go to the noble area again, intending to confirm whether the nobleman she killed was left behind.
What trouble.
More importantly, she suddenly thought of something last night. It was her first promise to someone else. Whether it can be fulfilled depends on who the target is.
Wearing the black robe embroidered with golden petals, Rikka put the mother-child mask on her face and instantly transformed into another face. The night is the best disguise, and the dim street lights make everything more hazy. p>
When she passed the Lion Bar, the owner Achilles happened to be standing outside the door, puffing away his smoke. The two of them looked at each other, and the hands in the six-flowered sleeves turned into short blades.
A few seconds later, Achilles turned around and walked into the bar, as if he had never seen Rikka before. Rikka smiled coldly and ignored this hidden fighting spirit master.
The noisy environment is a good medicine to cure fear. Achilles gradually calmed down, but his heartbeat was still a little rapid. It was a palpitating feeling that only occurs when facing death.
Although he didn't know why the other party's appearance changed so much, he recognized the golden pattern of petals embroidered on the black robe. Moreover, he had an illusion that as long as he dared to ask, his body would be dislocated.
At this time, Rikka had already arrived at the entrance to the noble district. However, due to the assassination incident a few days ago, the entrance, which was already heavily guarded, was now even more blocked.
"Where did this kid come from? Why are you wandering around so late at home? Get out of here!" The city guard officer on duty glanced at Rikka and scolded him angrily.
Rikka didn't say a word when she heard this, but ran straight to the side alley. When faced with trouble, like Boom, she just wanted to find the simplest solution.
I saw him squatting in a dark corner, holding the iron railing with both hands. With a few creaking sounds, a small hole with a diameter of half a meter appeared here.
Rikka slowly straightened up, tilted her head and thought for a while, then pulled the trash can not far away. As she got into the noble area, he just blocked the small hole.
After patting the dirt on her body, Rikka walked straight towards the noble young man's mansion. Although the people passing her were curious about her poor black robe, they classified her as a servant.
Half an hour later, Rikka, who was standing in the corner, nodded and left quietly with satisfaction. It seems that the matter with the noble young man should have been declared over, otherwise there would not be a sign saying that the courtyard was for sale.
At the same time, in another noble mansion, Grand Scholar Knut was standing in a room on the second floor. He frowned and kept checking two reports.
"Sir, is what you said true? Is there something wrong?" the guard standing aside asked in a low voice, with an equally weird look on his face.
These four people are close associates of the great scholar Knut, and they were brought directly to the royal city from the Principality of Moroniel. Therefore, in his heart, only these four people are trustworthy.
"The devil baby will not appear out of thin air. It must have been conceived by someone who took the secret medicine. As far as I know, only the dark elves in this world would act like this."
"And the dark elves are famous for being unprofitable and unwilling to get early. Do you think they would be so bored that they would travel thousands of miles just to create chaos in the royal city?"
University Scholar Knut said softly while comparing the details of the two reports.
"Even so, sir, you cannot judge that it is that person's conspiracy. What is the purpose? For the Principality of Cisse?" Another person in the guard asked again.
"I don't know about this, but one thing I am sure of is that she had been here more than once before the Demon Infant appeared. And you must have heard of her relationship with the Dark Elf Tribe."
Grand Scholar Knut closed the report and answered with a frown.
This was a task assigned to him by King Augu. Although the conclusion was already self-evident, he still needed to issue a formal written document himself.
But that’s how people are. The more forbidden something is, the more it arouses curiosity. As a scholar, Knut has no resistance to this.
So after nearly two months of research and comparison, he finally satisfied his inner thirst for knowledge, but at the same time he was shocked by his conclusion.
And just as he deduced, Queen Isabella was the leader behind the entire demon baby incident. The old Marquis was killed by his wife, and his wife was the container that gave birth to the demon baby.
In panic and panic, he wrote another report overnight, but the content was very vague and could even be said to be complete nonsense.
And the real conclusion was lying on the table at this time. He looked at the crackling fire, then raised his hand and threw it in.
Although he is a minister of the royal city, his ability to settle down is due to his always cautious character. Playing dumb is his way of life, and speaking less and making fewer mistakes has been his motto for many years.
The four guards around them stopped saying anything when they saw this. Although they did not have the wisdom of a bachelor, they were not fools. Naturally, they knew that doing so would be the best result.
"Is this really good? The old Marquis and his family died unjustly!" However, just when the five people were about to get up and leave, a question suddenly sounded outside the room.
"Who!" The guards heard the words and immediately surrounded Knut. Four rays of fighting energy came out of the body, complementing the fire beside him.
Creak! The door was slowly opened from the outside, and Rikka's hands were transformed into short blades.
"The gift of liberation! The first dance, the sound of the piano!" There was no accident. The four of them maintained their previous standing positions, but their heads fell one after another.
"You... who are you! How dare you openly assassinate my guard!" Grand Scholar Knut asked with trembling legs and a cold sweat on his face.
He is extremely scared now, because the strength of the four people is all high-level warriors. But the other party killed them all with a wave of his hand, and he was freed? What kind of move is this?
"Her name! I'll only ask you once!" Rikka stared at her and said calmly.
"King...Queen Isabella! But I advise you not to do that. Not everyone can break into the palace." Knut replied tremblingly.
"How to do it? I'm just a very curious person. Goodbye." Rikka said, turned and left.
Half an hour later, Rikka returned to the slums. She stood outside the courtyard gate and looked at the palace. She would never do such a thing as assassinating the queen, at least not now.
Although the dragon crystal given to her by the old Marquis was precious, it was not enough to pay for such a difficult task.
Knut, the bachelor, ran back to his home on the ground. He was holding a report at this time and swore that the matter would end here.
