The famous servants were shocked at the same time. Half of their bodies felt numb. The long swords were loosened. When they opened, three long swords flew up into the sky and were nailed into the ceiling, causing the crystal chandelier to shake. Inside the wood grain decoration of the ceiling,

It is a hard boulder. Even if someone hits it hard, it will not be able to shake it at all. How he can achieve such a scene with his seemingly careless swing is really shocking.

The retinue encountered an unexpected incident and failed to make any reaction. Shen Zhimo used the "Wind Snake Around the Tree" move again, wrapping around the head and neck of the man on the left, and using force, the man flew away with his head and face covered in a circle.

A circle of wounds, the skin and flesh were opened, and blood splashed like a fountain, it was too horrible to see.

Before the other two people were about to move, he pointed his gun at them and hit them with bloody heads. They fell to the ground unable to move. He blew out a smoke ring and said to Aubrey: "These people resisted the law enforcement of the Sheriff.

They have committed crimes that are heinous. You should go back to the security station immediately and find a team of soldiers to kidnap them and hang them immediately. I will report to my superiors tomorrow if the weather gets warmer."

"Sir is wise."

When the servant heard that he was so vicious, he thought of his master behind him, covered his deformed face and said angrily: "Okay, you dare to hang yourself privately and deprive a gentleman of his life? I order you to put down your weapons immediately and wait for the punishment of the Holy See. Hehe, you

You must not be able to run away."

"What did you say?" Shen Zhimo pressed the red-hot cigar butt into his face, and it suddenly made a squeaking sound, smelling burnt, and said with a smile: "Don't you think you are stupid?"

The servant was in severe pain, struggled hard, and cried and cursed. Later, his voice became softer and softer, and gradually turned into a plea: "My lord, you are a gentleman. You would not do such a cruel thing."

There were footsteps coming from the stairs. A man of about forty years old stood at the exit with a gloomy face. Although he was only wearing white underwear, the quality of the clothes was extraordinary. They were made of expensive silk, which showed his difference in status and his eyebrows.

He has a look of arrogance and does not look like a good person at first glance. Anyone with a discerning eye can recognize him as Lord Scott, the owner of the house.

There are several royal knights in the Senian Empire. The Golden Paladins were formed sixty years ago by the famous paladin Count Mentu. They have good traditions and strong strength, adhering to the teachings of the Holy Light. Maintaining the dignity of the royal family,

It is the dream goal of every young man. The selection of members of the Golden Paladin Order is very strict. Firm faith and whole-hearted dedication are the prerequisite guarantees. Of course, these alone are not enough. In addition to saving the world, the Paladins also have the mission of expelling evil.

, you must have a strong body and a clever mind. You must be able to skillfully use the Holy Light energy and fighting spirit, and you must reach a certain level of skills. If you are not above a high level, you should go home early and raise pigs. In other words.

Everyone in the Golden Paladins is an extremely outstanding person, with the ability and courage to match ten or even a hundred. No one dares to look down upon them.

What can be guessed is that Lord Scott is not a simple person, perhaps he is much more powerful than the gryphon knight Rodan. Which paladin's hands are not stained with the blood of pagans?

"Do you want to die?" This was Lord Scott's first sentence. His voice was loud and full of intimidation. Eden's feet couldn't help but tremble, as if the other party was about to pounce on him and purify him into ashes.

Shen Zhimo raised his hand and fired. The bullet cut through the air, and a fiery straight line grazed Scott's hair. A few burnt hair floated out, and a bare ravine was plowed out of the top of his head. There was a loud "bang", and the bullet

It shot into the wall behind him, bent the handle of the bronze wall lamp as thick as a thumb into a ninety-degree right angle, and the fine light magic crystal core popped out.

The Lord looked back, obviously surprised.

Shen Zhimo raised the mithril musket and walked over and put it against Scott's forehead. The black muzzle of the gun was still filled with gunpowder smoke. She looked at him with squinting eyes and said, "You can turn on the aura of piety and see if you can resist the musket."

Shooting, I heard that Paladins are physically stronger."

"Humph! Are you the Sheriff, Mr. Saga? Please remove the muzzle of the gun immediately, I will go to the Vatican to accuse you of your rude behavior!" Scott roared angrily.

Shen Zhimo pressed in a copper bullet: "That depends on whether you survive my sight. I tell you frankly, this musket is not a toy used by hunters to hunt rabbits. It was made by the proud disciple of the dwarf blacksmith master Karabo.

Hand-made, well, it's the magic iron furnace on the street. It adopts a flint-type rifling design and can penetrate an iron plate of 0.5 centimeters. It can hit the target with perfect accuracy within a hundred meters with your eyes closed."

"How could the Paladin be intimidated by a mere musket!" Scott's feet emitted a fiery red halo: "Come and accept the sanction of the Holy Light. All those who despise the Holy Light should go..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Zhimo threw away his cigar, and the mithril musket barrel was thrust into his mouth, breaking two front teeth: "Once again, I don't like madmen."

"Ugh!" Scott was furious. Severe pain hit him, and the aura under his feet gradually disappeared.

"Dear Lord, I need your help. My man is seriously injured. You should treat him. Dedication and sacrifice have always been the creed of the Paladin, aren't they?"

Scott escaped from the threat of the gun and said angrily: "No, even without you, I will not save the humble civilians! Well, since I am trying to trample on the dignity of the Paladin..."

Shen Zhimo stopped talking nonsense and immediately pulled the trigger. A powerful bullet penetrated the back of the head, and the white brains and bright blood were mixed together, spreading all over the stairs and walkways.

Everyone was so frightened that their minds went blank, including Aubrey, who was so arrogant just a moment ago.

"Society doesn't need borers... Well, actually I want to drink a glass of gin to calm down. The recoil of the musket is so powerful." Shen Zhimo blew away the black smoke from the muzzle and said: "Go back to the security station immediately and dispatch all the soldiers to blockade the Tongshu.

It is a traffic thoroughfare and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

Stimulated by the blood, Aubrey acted very quickly. Rodin immediately came with a large group of troops and surrounded the building.

No one showed surprise on their faces. It seemed that shooting a noble was normal for them. Everyone stood back with a sullen face.

Shen Zhimo gave the order: "Kill these servants. If you want to blame them, blame them for being too ugly. Clark, take a team of people upstairs to check if there is anyone else. Disperse all the women, and stay and wait for the trial.

. All the corpses were burned, and news was announced at dawn tomorrow that Lord Scott was sick and died. In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the corpses had to be burned. The remaining people cleaned up the traces. If the people of the Holy See want to inspect, it is best not to let them see it.

A little clue, Alva, you choose ten strong people to move all the valuable things away. Rodin, if Scott has any capable relatives in other places, you are responsible for appeasing their emotions. In short, he is

If someone dies of illness, his property will be transferred to the Thorn Bird City Public Security Bureau of Elida City in the Senian Empire, you know? I don’t want to leave any sequelae.”

Everyone agreed with a bang.

Scott did not marry a wife, and New Year and Advent were approaching. Most of the other servants had returned to their hometowns to prepare for the festival. There were only two maids upstairs who were too old to speak when they heard the noise below. Clark asked

They left without much trouble.

Finally, no paladin was found that night. Tang Enfu was lucky and thought that he had a younger brother that he had not taken good care of. Relying on the true energy conveyed by Shen Zhimo, he survived the difficulty, and Troy's healing potion gradually took effect until early morning.

Only then did we invite the pastor to the Thorn Bird Church. At this time, his life was no longer in danger.

Thanks to Rodin's experience, the aftermath of the Scott incident was handled very well. The incident was reported at dawn, showing the efficient style of the security office. The city defense commander even issued a document praising the security officer for his efficient management.

The death of a Paladin for no apparent reason in the city was considered a big deal. The Golden Paladins and the Holy See sent people to conduct a joint inspection. No signs of disease were found, so there were many doubts. After repeated questioning, Rodan hesitated and said

"True fact": Several retainers coveted their master's property, fought with each other, and died together with Lord Scott, while the remaining retainers escaped with their property.

Seeing that there were only a few traces of fighting deliberately left in the hall, the representatives of the two parties had no reason not to believe his words. After all, other more important evidence had been destroyed, making it impossible to draw a correct judgment. What's more, the gryphon knight looked vicious on the surface, but in reality

He was so slippery that he stuffed a large sum of silver dollars into the two representatives, saying that it was for their hard work. The representatives discussed in private and felt that although the incident of the servant killing his master and escaping was bad, it could not be made public, otherwise it would inevitably shake people's belief in the Holy Light.

Faith, silently agreed with the official statement that he was suffering from a serious illness. So he casually posted a few wanted posters with blurry portraits outside the streets to pursue the fugitives on trumped-up charges.

Shen Zhimo's cold style was deeply rooted in Aubrey's mind. From this moment on, the leader of Blood Crow Hall truly grew up.

The Sheriff's Office made a fortune because of this. Scott's personal savings of 9,500 silver coins, his collection of famous paintings and jewelry, armor and weapons, fine wine, cigarettes, and even silver tableware, fine furniture and clothing all became theirs.

Some useful things were moved directly into the Diamond Rose Castle. The guards who participated in the operation were each rewarded with hundreds of silver coins, and everyone was happy. It was so easy to make a fortune, and he seriously thought about whether he should rob a few more nobles for himself.

seek benefits.

Next, we have to consider +: visiting Mephisto.

In the early morning, Shen Zhimo washed away the blood and stains, put on clean clothes, and kissed the lovely Dai'er goodbye.

In the eyes of the little girl, he is a kind godfather, in the eyes of his subordinates, he is a stern commander, in the eyes of Xindurira, he is a generous master, in the eyes of Zhiluo Tilin, he is a handsome brother, and in the eyes of Zhiluo Tilin, he is a handsome brother.

In the eyes of ordinary civilians, he is taciturn and has nothing special about him. In short, apart from being able to recite a few classical poems and being friendly with Julian, the Director of the Department of Discipline of the Ministry of Magic, there is nothing worthy of praise from others, and he is so

He is a weirdo who has not yet asked for a wife when he is older.

However, the true identity of this weird guy is the local emperor of Thorn Bird City. He can turn the clouds and rain on his words, cover the sky with one hand, and take away anyone's life as easily as squeezing a grasshopper to death.

The carriage arrived at the 53rd District of the Ministry of Magic, and he was ready to claim the real power of the deputy director of the institute.

District 53 is actually just a name with no special meaning. A large area of ​​land around it is owned by the Ministry of Magic. A large number of buildings and walls have been added and guarded by special guards, making it a virtual city within a city.

Shen Zhimo met Mephisto, the master of this magical city, at the Ice Wind Mage Tower.

The drink he was served was a kind of snow water extracted from glaciers. It was processed with fire monster crystal cores. It would shake from time to time in the cup, and a little soft-colored stars would appear. Drinking it would make you feel relaxed and happy, leave you with endless aftertaste, and make your thoughts clearer.

Meditation makes it easy to focus, but the craftsmanship is complex and expensive, and only nobles and magicians are eligible to enjoy it. It would be difficult for ordinary nobles to see the Archmage, so it is not bad for him to receive such formal hospitality.

The apprentice responsible for greeting the guests was a boy. He was ugly, with dark skin, thick lips and a turned-down nose. He was clumsy and almost knocked over a glass of precious glacier crystal water. Mephisto waved him away impatiently.

"Mr. Saga, your arrival makes me very happy. I was just going to find you." Mephisto blew away a spark floating on the water glass and smiled hypocritically.

In traditional Chinese interpersonal relationships, the most indispensable thing is hypocrisy. Shen Zhimo didn't take it seriously and said: "I haven't seen you for a while. Mr. Minister is becoming more and more handsome. Did you encounter something happy? Look at you.

That spirit makes you look younger than me. If you were walking on the street, who wouldn't say you are only thirty years old?" I added in my mind: "You are as young as a grandson."

Mephisto laughed loudly. His long white beard boasted loudly: "Mr. Saga is really good at joking. To tell you the truth, I got "Neural Map: Zixia Demonic Qi" from Mr. Julian, and

I practiced according to his instructions, and I really got a lot of useful things. However, I am embarrassed to discuss it with you."

The word "neural map" looked like two hundred and fifty. Shen Zhimo smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought to himself: "The old guy is quite frank, not as good as the regent who eats people without spitting out their bones." For a while, his liking for him doubled and he said: "

Did Mr. Minister really understand the map?"

For a person who has been influenced by magic since childhood and has no theoretical basis of Yin and Yang, Tai Chi and Bagua knowledge, it is extremely difficult for him to learn the intricate internal skills. No matter how hard he imagines, it is difficult to understand the concept of Yin and Yang harmonizing hard and soft. Mephisto is not

He is an all-rounder, he is old, his brain is slow, and he only has a passion. Naturally, he spent a lot of effort to practice with only a little knowledge. After a few months, he started to see results, but he also had countless questions and no way to answer them. Now I saw Shen Zhimo.

Came to visit, with a plain appearance, but I didn't know how surprised I was. He smiled and said: "You understand better, isn't there Julian to help? It's only now that I slowly realized what it means to be broad and profound, and the knowledge of magic is like infinite

The endless universe, no matter how much people explore it, they can never get a full picture."

"Then have you developed your demonic energy?"

Mephisto made no secret of his admiration for the inner power: "Yes, now I know why Julian worships you so much. Having demonic energy feels like owning the entire universe, and it is warm, like the holy light."

Kind and great, I can't resist the pleasure this power brings to me." In his selfish mind, he regarded Shen Zhimo as a master of magic on the same level as himself. He could create such a set of theories, which can be said to be a learned man.

The radiant light attracts people to look up at...

Shen Zhimo said: "Then what benefits have you experienced? After practicing Zixia Demonic Qi, your waist is no longer sore or your legs are no longer cramped? Going up to the fifth or sixth floor of the Mage Tower is like walking on the ground. You can even pee when you get up in the morning.

Extraordinarily enjoyable?”

"In fact, it is indeed the case. It's amazing. I searched through the books and notes in the Imperial Library and couldn't find any similar theory. "Zixia Demonic Qi" is just the most superficial knowledge? It would take a lot of time to practice bending steel pipes like you do.

for how long?"
To be continued...