Viscount Klein was tied to a back chair, his neat black hair was messy, and his deep green eyes were staring at the man wearing a funny clown mask in front of him.
The clown, who knew the magician "Sage" very well, relied on his level 5 strength to easily restrain Viscount Klein during the surprise attack.
"You are the clown that the princess mentioned, right? You are really crazy, you dare to attack me!" Viscount Klein, the consul of the Alto City Hall, yelled angrily and a little fearfully.
The clown looked up to the sky and laughed: "Sir Viscount, don't tell me that the magic you just used was inspired by items. What's wrong with me arresting an evil magician in accordance with the provisions of the "Canon"? Or do you want me to call you 'sage'?
'gentlemen?"
Viscount Klein's disguised anger collapsed and he said in shock: "How did you..."
Halfway through, he stopped hastily, as if he was worried that the clown was trying to deceive him.
"Lord Viscount, we have known about your situation for a long time, but we have not arrested you. This is mainly to see if you will repent. After all, you are a noble noble with a high status. Unfortunately, you have not. But you have one last time.
Chances are, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of the professor, you can continue to retain your status as a noble and as a consul, and you only need to secretly join the Night Watch." The clown looked out the window, worried that the "real" Night Watchmen would arrive at any time.
Viscount Klein suddenly understood, and then sneered: "It turns out that the purpose is to arrest the professor. It is indeed dangerous to interact with people in this purification sequence, but I don't believe you. You have been removed from the Night Watch team and are a dangerous fugitive.
I'd better wait until the real night watchman comes."
His performance was as expected by the clown. He had no bottom line or insistence on keeping secrets. He was as arrogant but smooth as most nobles. If the benefits were sufficient, he could even cooperate with the devil! So after he knew that his identity had been exposed and was captured, he would be better than
Other magicians assessed the situation more carefully.
And his current taunting is obviously to strive for better conditions!
The clown approached Viscount Klein with an exaggerated smile and clicked his tongue: "It's a good idea, but you met me, and I was very impatient. I was afraid that any delay would arouse the professor's alert, so I feel wronged by you, Lord Viscount Klein."
Just when Klein's face changed drastically, the ten fingers of the clown's hands began to move, causing Klein's muscles to twitch, and his eyes and mouth opened and closed under the clown's command.
Gradually, "Sage" Klein's eyes began to become cloudy, as if not only his body was being manipulated, but his brain and soul were also being controlled.
Compared with other knight-like night watchmen, the clown can still ask for true information even without using magical means.
"What's your codename? Are you an official magician? What's your line?" The clown first used simple questions to adjust the effect.
Klein's eyes returned to clarity from cloudiness, and he looked the same as before, but he smiled uncharacteristically: "Reporting to Mr. Clown, I am an official magician, codenamed Sage, specializing in the astrology system. Because I cannot activate the blood power, and I have no potion.
The formula, and the status at that time could not be granted by the Grand Duke, so I found some books that my ancestors secretly collected after killing the magician and started to study, trying to restore the formula of the medicine that stimulates the power of blood. As a result, I found that I had the specialty of the star system, so
Getting deeper and deeper.”
After confirming the effect, the clown did not ask Klein any more questions about himself, but said directly: "How did you meet the professor this time? And how to contact him?"
"Replying to Mr. Clown, I was approached by the professor after I returned from the concert that night. He used the four-ring magic 'Mirror Appearance' to talk to me from a distance and asked to attend the latest magic circle gathering in order to transfer information from the Magic Council headquarters to
Tell them the news." Klein answered without concealing anything. "After I agreed, we met in private once. It was at an uninhabited garden villa at No. 116, Jisu District. The contact number was... But I don't know his true identity.
His hiding place, the meeting place was pre-determined by him."
"As expected, he is a cautious, cunning professor. If he wants to use contact marks to design a trap, it can be easily seen through by a guy like him who likes to use conspiracy." The clown muttered at first, not thinking that his IQ was comparable to the professor.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, "No. 116, Jisu District? Isn't it the place where Lucien Evans lived before? It is in a remote environment and has not been rented out yet. There is only an old servant looking after it. It is very suitable."
Hiding! With the secret relationship between the professor and Lucien, he is probably hiding there!"
The clown felt his blood boiling and his whole body trembling with excitement, because he might have discovered the hiding place of the professor. If Lucien Evans hadn't thoroughly investigated it and missed every detail, no one would have thought of it.
But being frightened by the professor, he forced himself to calm down and analyzed whether there were traps and conspiracies: "Lucien Evans is recuperating in a villa in the aristocratic district. Natasha is said to be dealing with principality affairs today and has never left Latasha."
Palace, if they suddenly appeared at No. 116, Jisu District, anyone with eyes would be able to tell that it was a conspiracy against me and the night watchman. After all, I did not sneak into Lucien Evans' house, and they did not appear there in the middle of the night.
reasons."
"Design me to fight with other strong men? Impossible. This is Alto City, not the Black Forest of Melzer. As long as a fight at my level occurs, it will soon alarm the high-level strong men, and follow up with Juliana and the others.
We will also come with the night watch team and the person in charge of the tribunal."
…
The Joker knew that the best way was to wait for Juliana and the others to do it, but the fire in his heart was burning brightly. The grief and anger of being wronged, being asked to die, and the anger of watching his companions die all made him want to catch the professor with his own hands.
, and he also has a certain degree of confidence in his own strength. After all, he has had contact with the professor and has first-hand information. He is not someone who can judge his terrifying strength based on the purification sequence.
After careful analysis, he saw that Juliana and the others had not arrived yet, and he was worried that his actions against Klein would arouse the professor's alert. The clown quickly made a decision: "I will go there first and investigate carefully, step by step." Look.
Whether there is a hidden magic array for ambush, if you can find the professor, then entangle him, trigger the induction of Alto's magic array, and let the high-level experts pay attention. If you can't find it, or the villa is too weird, just
Hide and hand over to the Night's Watch.
After using his puppet ability to seal Viscount Klein's mental power, the clown picked up a pen and paper on the desk and wrote out the information he had found out. This was to avoid the night watchman who came from behind to waste time by asking Klein.
All you need to do is confirm from Klein's mouth according to what he wrote.
After doing all this, the clown left the noble area and rushed to No. 116, Jisu District.
The entire garden villa is shrouded in dark shadows, like a lurking monster, which makes people feel palpitated.
The clown carefully and cautiously checked the surroundings of the garden villa and found that there was no trace of the magic circle arrangement. So he gradually became more courageous, dragged out the afterimage and sneaked in, but along the way, he did not forget to check the surroundings, and would rather go slower.
I don’t want to step into the professor’s trap.
The villa was empty. After putting the old servant guarding the place to sleep, the clown hid in the darkness while carefully checking each house, trying to find any clues.
Soon, the basement and first floor were inspected, and the clown went up to the second floor more cautiously.
…………
The home of Viscount Klein.
Waldo, the "Agent" of the Violite Tribunal, led a small team of night watchmen to the second floor quietly, trying to find and control Viscount Klein.
They did not go to the house to arrest him openly, fearing that the nobles in the surrounding villas would notice him and leak the news, allowing the professor to escape.
As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, Waldo, whose big brown beard almost covered his entire face, suddenly twitched his nose slightly, and then he said in a solemn tone: "I smell the smell of blood and feel the breath of death."
"What? Lord Waldo, did Viscount Klein have a problem, or did he kill the insider and abscond?" Juliana was worried that the clown failed to control the crazy factor in his dark blood.
Waldo was tall and walked to the door of the study in two or three steps. He said solemnly: "There is only one dead person, and it smells like the blood of the Grindstone family."
The Millstone family is the family to which Viscount Klein belongs.
As he spoke, he opened the door, and a strong smell of blood hit his face.
Juliana and the others looked into the room warily, and immediately frowned. Even the night watchman, who was accustomed to seeing murder and death, subconsciously resisted the scene of dismemberment like a slaughterhouse.
Throughout the room, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, with tiny pieces of meat and drops of blood everywhere. There was not a single intact bone or flesh, giving people a bloody, cruel, monstrous and disgusting feeling.
"Such a murder scene looks familiar..." One of the night watchmen said something.
Most of the night watchmen immediately remembered that the guys who were torn apart by the "Joker" puppet strings were basically like this.
"Impossible, Captain, there is no way he could kill Viscount Klein." Juliana said to herself with a pale face.
Waldo ignored the filth and blood in the room, stepped to the desk in one step, picked up the paper held down by the ink bottle, and read it carefully, then his voice became louder and he said solemnly: "It's the clown who left it."
He confirmed that Viscount Klein is the sage, and guessed that the professor was hiding at No. 116, Jisu District. This is his handwriting and the internal code of the night watchman, and no one can imitate it."
Even Juliana, who believed in the clown the most, couldn't help but gasp. She began to believe that after the clown asked about the whereabouts of the professor, her blood boiled with excitement and she executed the evil magician.
If the identity of the sage is not Viscount Klein, this is not a strange or serious thing for the Night Watch.
"There is definite evidence within the tribunal that Viscount Klein is a magician. He should have been killed for resisting arrest. We should rush to No. 116, Jisu District. The professor may have some conspiracy." Waldo is from the tribunal.
Among the three people in charge, the one who tended to sympathize with the clown gently suppressed the matter.
"Yes, Lord Waldo!" the other night watchmen said in unison. If an evil magician kills, he will be killed!
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While guarding against traps and the appearance of the professor, the clown carefully checked the traces in the room on the second floor, but it turned out that no one had been there for a long time and had not been cleaned.
Room after room, when the clown was about to be disappointed, he suddenly felt someone in the study in front of him!
The great knight's consciousness allowed him to clearly notice that there was a man leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, seemingly enjoying the cool night breeze.
"Professor?!" The clown was surprised. He didn't expect to find the professor so easily and simply!
And he hadn't discovered himself before?
Although he had many doubts, when faced with the evil and powerful mid-level magician, the clown did not dare to be careless. He directly popped out the puppet string and ducked to the side at the same time, speeding up to avoid being locked.
With the strength of the fifth-level knight fully activated, the door of the room shattered, and the clown who turned into an afterimage was shocked to see that the man by the window turned out to be Lucien Evans!
He stood with his whole body tied up and twisted, a stiff and strange smile appeared on his handsome face, and then under the influence of an inexplicable force, he fell directly sideways, falling downstairs like a swan shot by an arrow.
The black dress wrinkled by ropes, the stiff and weird smile, and the scene of falling backwards that seemed to be frozen, combined into a strange oil painting that was forever imprinted in the clown's mind.
The professor actually killed Lucien Evans in order to frame him?
This is a situation that the clown could never have guessed.
In mid-air, Lucien Evans bloomed like a flower, with blood and pieces of flesh splashing everywhere. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)