No answers.

The captain of the guard frowned again and repeated: "Where are the people from the Guild who came to Death?"

Still no one answered.

But the latter had already understood what was going on. His eyes swept over these people one by one and said, "Let everyone gather and wait for the arrangements. As for you to come with me and meet the Duke."

He waved his hand and took a few people upstairs.

The entire patrol guard headquarters is beginning to mobilize—

In the office on the second floor, a young blonde was waiting for them here. When the captain of the guard brought his group into the door, he asked, "What, is it done?" But the other party raised his eyes and glanced at everyone. Seeing their faces as if they were devastated, he suddenly understood what was coming.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He walked to the table and put his hand on the communication crystal there. A ray of silver light penetrated into the crystal, and the young man's eyes were also filled with silver light. But he turned his back to everyone, making it impossible for others to notice this.

He turned his head slightly and then asked, "Has the target taken the hook?"

The captain of the guard nodded.

"I expected this," the young man chuckled, as if he was talking to them, but also as if he was talking to himself, "they are such people, tricky, but easy to guess."

But he put his hand on the crystal, and after a moment, a low voice suddenly came from the crystal, "I don't care about these, but Ash Lynn's manuscript is the most important part of the plan and must not fall into the hands of others. We finally confirmed that the manuscript is still within the empire, and you should understand the cost of it."

"Of course," replied the young man, "Don't worry, I will be cautious enough. The last plan was not completely unsuccessful, it just happened to confuse the other party, right? And for the transformation of the crystal network, it is not easy for us to transmit things into it."

"That's fine." The voice replied.

"Morbius and others have been monitoring the Crystal Network for many years, and it's ridiculous to think they can hide it from us." The young man chuckled, "Okay, the next step is to make the next plan. The people of Kaolin will definitely resist, don't hold back."

"snort."

A cold hum came from the crystal.

The boy silently watched the crystal silver color in his hand gradually fade away and finally turned into its original form.

He waited for a while before turning around, looking at the captain of the guard who was standing at the door, and said, "My Lord Duke will give you a chance to make up for the merits and get the person back. If you don't catch it, it doesn't matter. Go around the gears and magic books, and they will definitely go back there."

"Don't let them out of the city."

The captain of the guard was slightly stunned, then came to his senses and called out in secret. How could he be distracted in front of the adult? But he thought carefully about what had happened, but his mind was blank and he couldn't remember anything.

But he didn't dare to ask again, nodded in a hurry, turned around and looked at his subordinates who were also in a daze, and couldn't help but kick them one by one, "Why are you stupid? Come with me, the Aiyin Bullock patrol team has thrown you all the faces!"

Everyone then realized, quickly agreed and followed him out in panic.

The young man watched everyone leave behind them, and his eyes were filled with thoughtful gazes.

...

The patrol guard headquarters is mobilizing.

The rain flowers falling from the night sky are also beginning to become dense. They first make the dry ground wet, then hit the dust, the stone flakes, and mist, and finally raise the water and gather into streams of large and small.

From the eaves, the pipes are gurgling, and the rain has gradually shrouded the four-leaf clover plain in a misty world.

In the alleys of Aiyin Block, a series of footsteps were passing through the rainy alley, splashing water.

The box grabbed Laila's hand and looked back while passing through the long alley. The lights of searchlights were piercing through the rain screen and piercing into the sky. The alarm had been transmitted along the orbital system like Aiyin Bullock to all parts of the city.

Above the airport, airships were leaving the port, and then round light columns were projecting downwards. In the rainy lines, the lights were searching through the dark lower city area and alleys.

In the darkness, occasionally a light flashed over the two of them, but the box pushed Leila to one side, and then he also asked to the other side. The two hid under the eaves and barely avoided the search of the patrol guards in the airships in the sky.

"I...I can't run anymore, Demon, Mr. Magic..." Leila said in a pale face and was out of breath. She had never hated her identity as a college student so much for such a moment. It would have been great if she had exercised more on weekdays.

She looked at the boy in front of her, "Mr. Magic, aren't you tired?"

The box glanced at her and shook her head, "It's okay."

He reached out his hand, chanted a spell in a low voice, and then pointed it on Leila, "This is a light art. The magician should use his magic reasonably to help realize the power of his imagination. No one stipulates that the magician cannot become a killer."

Leila felt a slight feeling on her body, and it seemed that she even felt exhausted a lot.

But she thought in her heart that the other party was obviously a swordsman, but she wanted to say that she was a killer and had the means of a magician. She had never seen such a strange person, even her name was so... with personality, people say that the Saint Selected were strange people.

But this was still so strange that she had personally experienced.

She had too many doubts in her heart for a moment, and even her fear faded a lot.

Leila couldn't help looking at the box, and a trace of fatigue flashed across the boy's face. Although he was stubborn, his fighting and using spells obviously had a lot to his body. He used more than half of the energy storage in the magic crystal in his magic furnace, which was almost transparent.

However, he didn't go to the communication crystal to ask when the support would arrive. When they would arrive, they would always arrive. He always believed in his teammates.

"Mr. Magic..."

"Let's go."

The box fiddled with the brim of the hat, letting the gathering rain hang down from above, and replied lightly.

But the two were about to move forward again, suddenly a fire flashed from afar. He subconsciously reached out and protected Laila behind him. The magic shield of the magic furnace in front of him automatically opened, but the light blue halo cracked like a spider web, and the lead bullet that penetrated the shield rubbed over his arm.

A ray of blood in the rain.

"Mr. Magic!"

Leila shouted in dismay.

But the box was not free to return to her. She pulled out a four-eyed pistol from behind her back, raised it with one hand and fired four shots in that direction. As the fire splashed, bursts of exclamations came from the other side, "He still has a gun!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The other end of the alley was in a hurry. The intelligence said that the other party was a swordsman and knew the magician's magic ability, like a magician, but it was not very consistent with the magic swordsman's ability. The other party claimed to be a killer, and he was also the strange attack method of Nightingale.

But the intelligence did not say that the other party actually had a hand gun. The box had four guns in a row and obviously hit someone at this distance. While the other party was in chaos, he was also cursing in his heart. What kind of messy abilities are they? Is this still talking about martial ethics?

However, after firing the box, he threw the pistol at will. This was really his way to put the box in the bottom of the box. In fact, it was not powerful, just to scare people. On weekdays, he would not be able to fight side by side with everyone, so he would not be able to do this.

After looking at this side, he looked at the other side of the alley. The other party had captured his exact location at some point, and there were figures appearing on the other side of the alley. But they were not the ones who inspected the guards, but the ones who selected the candidates.

When the box saw the other party’s robe, he understood that it was someone from the Death Arrival Guild.

It's hard to deal with now.

He took a deep breath, without saying a word, and raised the sword in his hand again.

In that direction, two black shadows came out, one of them intersected on the left and right of the alley, and then jumped high in the long rain. It was the shadow dancer. The box's eyes moved slightly, and he gently wiped it with his hands on his sight, and a silver light appeared in his eyes.

But after casting this spell, his expression was even more shaken. He looked up and saw that behind the two nightingales, the gunmen of the Death Arrival Guild were lined up. They were wearing long cloaks, even the magic guns were covered with tarps, and half-squatted down and raised their guns.

The muzzles of the black holes point in this direction in rows.

The footsteps of the patrol guard behind him are approaching.

The box stretched his heart, raised his hand and pulled Lei behind him, then pulled the crystal on the magic furnace behind him with force, and a lightning spread along his arm, and the magic furnace entered an overload state in the bright spark.

He threw the magic sword behind him with his other hand, and turned it into a silver light while Gwenders cursed, and shot it at the soldiers of the patrol guard. There was a burst of screams from there, and the soldiers avoided it.

And the box didn't look at that direction, and withdrew its hand, a short staff had emerged in the rain like a ghost.

He opened his mouth, silent spells gathered beside his dark robe, and an invisible shield had separated the rain curtain, causing the rain to splash out splashes on it.

"put!"

A call came from the Death Arrival Guild.

The gunsmen pulled the trigger one by one, and in the dark, fires bloomed under the rain curtain that spread across the sky. Amid Laila's screams, sparks immediately burst out on the shield in front of the box. The first round of shooting was as steady as Mount Tai, and the second round of shooting saw cracks appear on the shield.

And when the third round of shooting came, the box was ready to fight to the death.

But it was at this moment that his eyes moved.

Under the wizard's neckline, a glimmer of light appeared on the communication crystal.

"Don't move--"

A line of words quietly appeared in his sight.

A loud bang followed one after another.

A wall in front of the box exploded and a silver figure rushed forward from behind.

It was said that it was soon, and the female knight stopped suddenly, turned around, raised her hand, and a shield appeared in her hand. She penetrated heavily from top to bottom to the ground, and a piece of silver light lit up, forming a barrier.

Countless sparks bloomed on the silver wall of light, dotted and extended to the left and right sides.

The next moment, the water-colored rain line hangs down, and the silver light curtain suddenly disappears, leaving only a female Paparal knight holding an axe and a large shield in the other, blocking everyone.

On the big shield are silver iris flowers, rain flowing, flowing down every ancient saying above.

‘Honor belongs to my sword.’

‘The knight’s instruction is to protect justice.’

The little lady kept fighting and was staring at everyone with bright eyes.

"May," she said in a crisp voice, "here."
Chapter completed!