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Chapter 7 Aftermath

Da Da Da Da, amidst the rapid sound of horse hooves, seven or eight dragon-scaled horses rushed into the Sudbury Valley city gate like a whirlwind, and then ran wildly toward the southeast.

"Which bastard is so arrogant? He doesn't even care about bumping into people!" A gatekeeper swordsman was scratched in the face by the hurricane caused by the dragon-scaled horse passing by quickly, so he cursed with some dissatisfaction.

Except for special circumstances, the city gates of the Eastern Exile City of Sud Valley are never closed.

His companion signaled with his eyes not to curse any more, then leaned over and lowered his voice: "Didn't you see that the leader is Lord Jacob? Be careful of people saying bad things about you in front of him!"

Hearing that he was one of the members of the Lords Meeting of the Eastern Exile Land, the gatekeeper swordsman who spoke first tightly closed his mouth and looked around warily, worried that his casual complaint just now would be remembered by someone who cared about it, and he would be beaten hard at worst, or beaten up at worst.

Then he was knocked unconscious and thrown into the forest.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, he asked in confusion: "What big thing happened in Sud Valley? Why is Lord Jacob on his way in such a hurry?"

The companion who stopped him from scolding Jacob whispered in a tone that was both frightening and exciting: "I heard that Lord Jacob's son, Master Warren, was killed in his villa, and his guardian knight, the magician

None of my swordsmen survived!"

"What?! Warren evil... the young master was killed? Who is so bold? Isn't he afraid of Lord Jacob's revenge?!" Warren was notorious in the Eastern Exile. The gatekeeper swordsman felt so happy that he almost cheered.

, but he just made a mistake and paid more attention to this aspect, so he noticed it in time and forcibly endured it. Then huge surprise rose from the bottom of his heart. Such a big event had not happened in the East Exile for who knows how many years, and someone actually dared to challenge it.

The authority of a lord, and still kill his only son! This is irresolvable hatred!

His companions were well-informed and liked to show off their strengths in this area. When they saw the other guard swordsmen quietly gathering around them out of curiosity, they said with a little excitement: "The slaves locked up in Master Warren's villa are all missing.

! It seems that Master Warren offended someone he shouldn't have offended when he kidnapped people, so a strong man came to his door and killed everyone without leaving a trace. Tsk tsk. Without this kind of hatred, who would do such a cruel thing?"

The gatekeeper swordsman who spoke first looked back at the end of the street where Jacob and his party disappeared, and sighed softly: "Master Jacob only has a son, Master Warren, and he will definitely not give up hatred easily. Please be careful during this time.

Point. So as not to become the target of Lord Jacob’s anger.”

"Yes, it is said that it happened in the afternoon. Because the sound was isolated by the magic circle, it was not discovered until the evening. With so much time, the strong man must have escaped far away. It is difficult for Mr. Jacob to

Catch the murderer. He is of werewolf blood. Under such a heavy blow, I am afraid it will be difficult to stay rational. Hey, many people in the Eastern Exile will die in vain!" The well-informed gatekeeper swordsman shook his head slightly in fear.

Fortunately, they were the guards of Sudbury Valley City. As long as he did not seek death himself, Jacob would not vent his anger on them. That would mean he did not take the nine city lords seriously.

Jacob is a fourth-level knight with werewolf blood, among the same level. His speed, strength, agility, claw attack power, self-defense, and recovery are all outstanding. He also has violent, evil shadow strike, roaring shock, and dark weakness.

Ability such as halo is a very outstanding bloodline, but the disadvantage is that it has no long-range supernatural attack ability, and it cannot maintain its sanity under the moonlight, and it will turn into a real giant wolf.

…………

Garden villa living room interior.

Jacob looked at the pieces of flesh and blood on the ground, his eyes widened, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, dyeing them red. His son, who he had raised for nearly thirty years, had turned into such a mess.

Meat and blood? You can see internal organs, fingers and other parts everywhere!

He clenched his fists tightly, and long gray-white body hair emerged from the gaps in his black armor gloves.

His sensitive nose twitched, and Jacob said in a tone as depressing as an approaching storm: "The blood smells not only of Warren, but also of others. Damn bastard, he actually let their flesh and blood mix together,

Cannot be separated."

"It seems that Master Warren can only retrieve some relatively complete body parts for burial." The knights following Jacob thought to themselves, and then walked around the living room on the pretext of checking for traces. No one dared to face Jacob's face directly.

anger.

"Mr. Spencer, please use your magic to check this place and see if you can find any clues." Long gray hairs appeared on Jacob's face. He seemed a little unable to suppress his emotions. However, in order to get information from his enemy, he forcibly endured it.

He suppressed the desire to kill in his heart, which was the desire to tear all the humanoid creatures he saw into pieces, "When I know who you are, no matter what the cost, I will let you kneel in front of Warren's coffin.

Kneel there forever! Even if your body has turned into bones!"

Intermediate magicians themselves can become the lords of the Eastern Exile, or serve as advisors to the nine city lords. Therefore, Jacob, a fourth-level knight, is not qualified or able to hire intermediate magicians. Only Spencer

The second-ring magician takes his students as his magic consultants. Because magic is weird and unpredictable, if there is no magic consultant in the dangerous Eastern Exile, even the great knight will suffer a lot!

Spencer took out a crystal ball from his pocket, mounted it on the end of the black magic wand, and then began to perform astrology.

The crystal ball became pitch black, like the starry sky at night, with each star drawing a unique trajectory.

"There are no hints from astrology. It seems that he is a magician who is good at astrology. Moreover, the magic he used to kill Master Warren was fireball. It is initially judged that it is three rings." Spencer failed to get feedback from astrology, but based on experience

Judging.

With red eyes, Jacob pointed at the blown-to-shattered half of the bar and the pools of flesh and blood: "Such a powerful explosive magic, only three rings?!" He became irritable and obviously didn't believe in Spencer's judgment.

.

Bottles of fine wine on the wine rack behind the bar were shattered by the explosion, and all the wine flowed out, soaking only half of the chairs and soaking the floor. The rich aroma of wine mixed with the smell of blood made Jacob's nose

A bit out of whack.

Spencer pointed at the glass fragments on the ground that were a little different from the others: "Lord Jacob, look at these, which proves that many alchemical explosives were detonated at that time. It seems that after Master Warren or Real were controlled, they were tied to

It was filled with explosive items, and then it hugged another person and was exploded by the fireball spell, so it was more powerful than ordinary fireball spells."

"I, no, want to hear how Warren died, I just want to know who the bastard is that should be torn into pieces!" Jacob first gnashed out word after word, and then roared.

Spencer took a breath and activated the crystal ball on the black magic wand again. This time the crystal ball became extremely dark, with no stars shining.

An old, evil voice came from the crystal ball: "Adhering to the unknown of fate, the long river of flashing time, summon my magician, you can exchange five gems for the answer to a question, only one."

This is the three-ring star system magic "Astrological Question". You can ask questions to an unknown evil existence, and it will only answer yes or no. If the question does not exceed the questioner's own level by too much, the accuracy rate is 75%.

about.

Spencer's magic wand appears to be a third-level magic item.

The five beautiful flame rubies turned into nothing as soon as they touched the crystal ball. Then Spencer asked: "I wonder if the magician who killed Warren just developed a grudge against him in the past few days?"

By shortening the time frame, investigation can be facilitated.

The old evil voice answered without hesitation: "Yes."

After hearing the answer, Jacob couldn't wait to order: "You, you, and you, hurry up and ask for information, ask for information from all channels, and see which magician Warren has had a conflict with in the past few days! We must

Seize the time, catch the magician before he escapes too far, and then let him know what it means to regret!"

The knights left the garden villa one after another, while Spencer put away the crystal ball. With the help of the remaining two knights, he checked for traces of the explosion site, traces of the direction of the fireball spell, etc. Unfortunately, nothing was found.

"Lord Jacob, let's check the places where other dead people were found and the secret rooms where slaves were imprisoned. These places may contain clues that the magician missed. However, the villa is very big and we are short of manpower. We need to transfer my students

Move over with your other attendants," Spencer suggested.

Jacob rubbed his forehead: "Mr. Spencer, I leave these matters to you. I can't control my emotions now and can't calm down. I just want to kill and tear that bastard magician to pieces! I just want to see him kneeling on his knees.

In front of Warren!"

With Jacob's consent, Spencer first asked the green bird demon pet to inform his students, and then he and the other two knights searched and inspected the villa separately.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and the sad, desolate and extremely depressing atmosphere seemed to intensify with Jacob's irritable pacing.

"Bastard, bastard, clown, I'm going to kill you!" Jacob kept nagging.

Suddenly, thick and strong gray-white spider webs appeared on his feet and entangled him tightly!

Where the aroma of wine was strong, an invisible figure emerged quickly. He was wearing a brown-red tight coat, white breeches and black boots. His handsome face wearing a monocle contained a faint smile.

Lucien did not take the opportunity to escape, but went against everyone's intuitive judgment and boldly stayed at the murder scene! He cleverly hid in an unmarked corner, using the scent of wine and blood to conceal the effects of Jacob's werewolf ancestry.

Keen sense of smell.

Lucien waited patiently here for four or five hours, just waiting for the opportunity to kill Jacob! Otherwise, if Jacob investigates the whole matter, what is the point of killing Warren himself? And as long as Jacob dies,

If he loses his status and property, it will definitely cause trouble, and other lords will not be able to care about him.

This is Lucien’s “aftercare” work!

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