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The explosion stopped and the building no longer trembled. However, many knights, attendants and ordinary people still felt that their ears were buzzing, as if there were countless flies flying around, and they could not hear anything clearly. [High-quality update.]
A knight who followed Viscount Wright to the explosion site returned and said to the adventurer Night Watch: "It blew up a wall, several pillars, and destroyed a quarter of the wax museum. Fortunately, there are no wax figures there, and there are no
The people passed. Now the Viscount and the other two adults are extinguishing the attached flames. Let me come over and remind you to be careful and don't be attacked by anyone taking advantage of the chaos. He judged that it was either a medium alchemical explosive or a fireball used by a fourth-level magician.
Technological bombardment.”
Although the level of each magic is fixed, its power will increase rapidly as the user's strength increases. The destructive power of the fireball spells of fourth-ring magicians and third-ring magicians is completely different.
The adventurer night watchman nodded: "Several adults, Mr. Brown and other knights responded quickly and correctly, without giving those timid magicians who were hiding like mice a chance. I hope that my companions have dealt with the previous one.
The archers caught it, and I am also preparing to use magical items to summon other night watchmen to come over, lest there are still people who are determined to make a surprise attack on the way back."
Continuous attacks but no assassins were found, which really put the night watchman in a bad mood, and he couldn't ask the bishop or priest to do the ambush and attack.
"It would be best if you could be so cautious. Lord Viscount has never been so angry as he is now." The knight turned and walked towards Sogg, preparing to convey the words of comfort to Viscount Wright.
"Oliyev, it's best to let me go back right away. It's too dangerous here." Brown said in a panic, slightly crazy.
The night watchman named Oliyev understood Brown's emotional state very well. The successive attacks were really frightening and intimidating, and Brown was not a real knight, and his will was much worse: "Mr. Brown, wait for the night watch I call.
When someone comes, they will take you home."
In his opinion, if the three attacks were not all thunderous and rainy, and no assassin appeared, Brown's condition would not be so bad. And as soon as the assassin showed up, Brown should be able to stabilize his mood, because the waiting time
The unknown is the most irritating thing. Especially when the unknown is scary.
"How long do you have to wait? Why don't you just go to the pastor or bishop of the nearby church?" Brown urged, looking scared and angry.
Oliyev shrugged his shoulders: "How can those noble priests and bishops who are bathed in light do such a thing? Unless we can surround those assassins, they will take the credit."
Brown seemed a little restless: "Oliyev, 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 as soon as possible!"
"Mr. Brown, calm down, calm down. Such an insubstantial attack shows that the Magic Council lacks more means, and it does not sacrifice the courage of a certain mid-level magician. You will definitely not be in danger." Oliyev comforted him.
Two sentences. Then he said, "I will immediately use magical items to summon my companions."
"Oliyev, please hurry up." Brown paced impatiently, the fear in his heart getting bigger and bigger.
"Get out of here quickly, there is a lot of danger here!"
"Leave quickly, a high-level magician will destroy the wax museum soon!"
The fear in his heart seemed to turn into countless urging voices, making his nerves more and more tense. He felt like he was about to go crazy due to the suppression of fear, and the angel feathers on his body disappeared little by little as he moved.
"Go! Go! Go!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The shouts and the heartbeat seemed to merge into one, making Brown feel that he could no longer bear it. Seeing that Oliyev was communicating with someone, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he rushed towards the door without looking back.
The speed given to Brown by "Regenerative Bloodline" allowed him to drag out an afterimage and disappear at the door before anyone could react.
The crowd outside the wax museum had fled due to the explosion and became empty. Brown ran without looking back, although he had no idea where he wanted to run.
In the wax museum, Oliyev, who was contacting other night watchmen, didn't react until Brown rushed out of the door.
"No!" He chased after him.
After Brown ran more than ten meters, a strong sense of danger suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, causing him to wake up from the state of extreme panic.
"Oops!" Brown knew something was wrong, but at this moment his eyes were filled with flames, and a fireball the size of his head directly hit his upper body.
When he was hit by the fireball, Brown subconsciously looked in the direction of the fireball.
His red 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 were about to dissipate.
Boom, the fireball exploded violently, Brown's upper body was blown to pieces, and the burning flames destroyed his cell regeneration ability, causing him to die completely.
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Oliyev heard the loud explosion just as he ran to the gate, and an intuitive thought suddenly emerged in his heart.
"It's over, Brown is over..."
"The members of the Magic Council actually killed Brown under the protection of our night watchmen and knights?!"
Anger, absurdity, frustration and other emotions echoed in Oliyev's mind, but he still rushed out without stopping, trying to grasp the slim hope.
Countless charred corpses were scattered on the ground, with only the lower half of the body still intact.
Oliyev's heart quickly sank into the dark abyss. There was no hope. Brown was really dead!
Immediately afterwards, uncontrollable anger rushed into his mind. Oliyev's eyes were slightly red and he judged the direction of the attack from the position of Brown's body. He loudly shouted to the knights coming from behind. The knights said: "The assassin is there."
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Under his leadership, 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 big explosion on the other side, the alleyway between the two buildings was empty, and the other party actually used magic to deal with the traces, making it seem like they were taking their time.
"Chase!" How could Oliyev give up and continue to chase into the alleyway, but there are many art buildings on this island, and the alleyways between them are as dense as spider webs. The night watchman who can detect magic and track the magic was attracted by the previous commotion.
They could only rely on a few remaining traces to chase after each other.
Gradually, Oliyev chased to the other side of the island, and the few remaining traces disappeared completely. Many pointed boats came and went on the canal, and it was impossible to tell which boat the assassin got on.
"asshole!"
Although this night watchman was only at the second level, but due to his special bloodline, he could briefly burst into the strength of a third level knight at critical moments, he cursed harshly.
Then he refused to give up while contacting the captain of the night watchman. The bishop looked down from mid-air and tried to find traces in other directions.
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In the bathroom stall by the window of a high-end restaurant on the bank of the canal behind Oliyev, Lucien burst into flames and burned the black formal suit, shirt and trousers he had just worn. He had already changed into a dark red shirt.
Matching trousers and leather shoes.
This is Lucien's outfit when he came out today. The top hat, black formal suit, monocle, etc. were hidden in a hidden place in the bathroom last night while waiting for the "ferryman".
However, Lucien has already changed three times. Once in the morning, he sneaked into the restaurant, put on his clothes except for the top hat and monocle, and waited for Brown on the canal. The second time was when he put on his current clothes and waited for someone at the door of the restaurant.
The third time was to sneak out of the bathroom after changing.
While dealing with the ashes and smell, Lucien looked at the canal outside the window. There was a sharp boat he hired in advance. But when he rushed to the canal, he just paid him and let him leave, and then secretly
The pieces of leather shoes and monocle were placed at the back of the boat, and when the boatman found them after cleaning them up, they would surely be thrown directly into the canal.
After leaving the cubicle, he straightened his collar and made sure it was no different from when he entered fifteen minutes ago. Lucien washed his hands and face, opened the bathroom door, and walked to a nearby box.
In the box, Grace was pacing back and forth nervously. When she saw Lucien coming in, she hurriedly said: "Mr. Evans, did you hear that? There seems to be a violent explosion on the other side of the island!"
The explosion and noise shifted her focus, and she was not surprised why Lucien took fifteen minutes to come out. Of course, it was not strange that it took fifteen minutes to come out.
"I heard it too, it was very loud and terrifying. I didn't expect such an explosion to happen to Stork!" Lucien closed the interior of the private room with his backhand, "But with the Lord's attention and the protection of the Lord's shepherds and guardians
, we won’t have any problems. Grace, calm down, wait and ask the waiter to find out what happened. By the way, where did we talk about just now?”
Seeing that there was no danger for so long, and hearing Lucien's calm and gentle voice, Grace also calmed down and said with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Evans, you were correcting some irregularities in my fingering just now."
She put her hands on the dining table and simulated the movements when playing the piano.
"Some of your fingerings do still have traces of the past, but piano playing must have its own style..." Lucien has deep knowledge and absolute authority in the field of piano playing, and he talks eloquently.
Reese nodded 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 music learning and was a little unhappy to be interrupted.
The waiter replied politely and humbly: "Ms. Grace, there are two knight attendants from the church doing a search."
Lucien booked this private room in Grace's name.
"Let them come in." Even though Grace already had a good status and identity, she still did not dare to be arrogant when facing the church, and she did not think that she and the famous musician Mr. Lucien Evans would be able to do anything.