Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Heavily Guarded Grave
Tonight, not even moonlight.
In the dark night, as long as there is any glimmer of light, it is easy to be captured. So Ian and the others leaned towards the mountains with their bare hands, bypassing their villa as Isha remembered.
Then, Ian slowed down.
He carried the piano case on his back, slowly adjusted his breath, and lay on the grass like a frog.
"Young Master. ”
"Shhhh Ian held up his finger and motioned for Isha to follow, prostrate himself on the ground, and only get up and walk some distance every two minutes.
From the creek to the foot of the mountain, the rocky mountain overhead is covered with lawn and is unobstructed. There is no light in the sky or on the ground, only when you look back, you can see the lights of the town.
"Tell me the location of the villa. Ian plucked the case from his body.
Isha took Ian's hand and pointed somewhere at the foot of the mountain. Ian moved forward in a standard prostrate position, until his vision was open enough, and he stopped and opened his case.
With a familiar feel and smooth metal, Ian can assemble firearms with unmistakable accuracy, even in the dark. A black cloth covered his hand, blocking out the few rays of moonlight from the dark clouds in the sky.
Lowering the sniper mirror, Ian looked down for a long time, but did not find anything. He pressed the gun in his hand and stared at the darkness in front of him for a long time, never speaking.
"Young Master?"
"This is a sniper point. Ian pointed under him, then stuck his head out and looked around: "Over there, and over there, are good sniping spots." Building a villa at the foot of the mountain, I don't know if my father thought about it. This is a stone mountain, there will be no dense forest, and there are probably many caves down there. It's not easy to come during the day, it's so special, there's no place to hide. ”
"It looks like there's no one. "Isha doesn't understand this mercenary skill, and she even wants to use a world-destroying spell to illuminate this place.
"We'll wait a minute. Ian put the gun in his arms and asked, "What's behind the mountain?"
The two looked back, and there was also a small stream at the foot of the mountain behind them, and further south, there was the Elven Forest. In fact, it is better to build the villa in the forest, so as not to be unsheltered in the mountains like this, or rather, he is too worried, Ian III built this villa only for vacation, in order to be closer to the town, so that it was built here.
No secrets?
Ian has little memory of this place, probably because he has only been there a few times, and each time he has stayed directly in the villa and not anywhere else. There is indeed a slight impression in my memory, and that's all.
Isha didn't speak, but waited quietly with him.
Suddenly, a Mars catches Ian's attention.
Not far away, on the side of the mountainside, red sparks jumped in the darkness, and the moonlight happened to shine on the land, and if it wasn't for his special concentration, Ian wouldn't have noticed the fire.
The fire flashed, and it seemed as if something was blocking it.
"Alright, we can go back. After a few more moments, Ian slowly put the gun into the case, staring at it, and slowly moving backwards until he entered the blind spot of the other party's vision.
"Young Master...... That was just now. ”
"There are indeed people. He smoked, lit a fire, and blocked it with his hand, only for a moment. Ian nodded, and let Isha cast a spirit spell, and the silence spell enveloped the two of them without revealing a trace of their whereabouts.
"They're watching here, young master, do you want me to go and see who it is? ”
"It's okay to know someone, it's easy to do someone, I'm afraid I don't know where people are. Ian had already walked down the avenue and glanced back to get his bearings. It's just that there is no reference in the night, and he confirms it for a long time before slowly walking back.
"What if you know?"
"If I don't wait for someone, then I don't know if there's anyone there, maybe there's no one, maybe I don't see it, so I don't know where to go. Ian walked cheerfully: "Now it's okay, I know where one of them is, and I know where the others are." Especially in sniper position A, there must be a B who can stare at his condition, and a C who can stare at B, which can roughly deduce the position of the other person. And no matter how many people there are, they will definitely reveal their whereabouts and can be found out if they eat, drink, and sleep. I'm not in a hurry to enter the villa tomorrow, I'll study how to get in......"
The two of them were passing by the market just now, and now it was close to midnight, many stalls were closing their stalls, and no panicked people would stare at the risk of dark circles and fatigue, everyone needed to rest.
But walking through the familiar alley, Ian suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand on end, like a needle on his back, he subconsciously pressed the piano case behind him and turned around.
In the alley, under the street lamp, half of the dilapidated wooden table is illuminated.
There, too, there was a man who hid half of his body in the shadows.
His black robe resembled a mage's suit, but with a strange red coat of arms emblazoned on it, resembling the giant claws of a beast.
It's not a mage, it's a "witch". Isha's notes indicate that the "witches" belonged to different tribes, each with their own coat of arms to worship, just like the guardian elves of the nobility.
Perhaps it is because of this that they are not tolerated by the kingdom of Manda. Noble aristocrats have their own elves, not just a mediocre coat of arms.
But Ian felt that this person was a bit not simple.
Because he's looking at them.
Six eyes facing each other.
Isa's magic should have hidden the whereabouts of the two.
And the most important thing is that Isha didn't actually find the other party.
This was beyond her comprehension.
So she quickly took Ian behind her.
"Who?" Isa's right hand flashed with a magical glow.
The black robe did not speak, and even his face was hidden in the darkness, but it did not look like it was covered by a hood, but it was like a layer of smoke on it, covering the face, but not the gaze behind it.
Maybe the other party wants to make Ian feel his presence.
Ian ...... IV ...... Child...... You're back. A hoarse voice echoed in Ian's ears, like the magic that Gu Feier had cast when she was playing tricks.
But the sound is not like someone is close to your ear, but like a mosquito tickling your heart.
He heard the voice of the witch all over his body.
Even if Isab had given her ban, the other party would have been able to send the message to him, and Isha didn't seem to hear it.
"Who are you?" In the silent alley, Ian and Isha stood on the side of the streetlamp, but felt that there was an abyss all around. Isha glanced at Ian in surprise and tried to pull Ian away, but the latter didn't move.
"Your father...... Hiding a lot of things...... In that house, a lot of ...... Our stuff. I can't get in, and I won't get in. He promised me that things would always be returned to us, and he said that only him... I can read it. Now he's dead...... Or...... Where to hide, since you've been caught by me...... Ian IV, get that thing back, I don't need it anymore...... Your help. I...... Myself...... Settle. ”
Before the words fell, "Wu" slowly raised his head, and under the pitch-black hood, a blood-red eye suddenly jumped out, staring at Ian's eyes.
Ian felt that something had broken into his brain, but at that moment, Isha also struck at the same time, and the murderous spell turned into countless sharp swords, piercing the black robe.
But only a puff of smoke was left, and even the other party's black robe was an object of some kind of spiritual power condensation. The alley was empty, just as they had come, except for a table.
"There was something on the table. Ian coughed and frowned. Isha waved her hand slightly, and a note on the table flew towards the two of them, which read:
Gu hair died, and things were used to solve it.
This is witchcraft!
Ian still felt his brain buzzing, and was helped back to the hotel by Isa. When he reached his room, he hesitated for a moment, then turned and pushed the door into Isa's room.
"Young master, how are you? Uncomfortable? Let's go back to the capital first, it's dangerous, I can't catch him, I can't feel ......" Isha helplessly picked up a hot towel to wipe Ian's forehead, and opened his eyes to see if there was something planted inside.
"Indeed...... There is such a feeling. Ian was a little disgusted, retched, and said, "Is it so easy for him to kill a man?
"I ...... Up in the air. Witchcraft is really not that powerful, at least in the Blacktower's profile, but this man ...... Very strong, I haven't seen ......"
"Don't worry, don't believe in the cow ghost and the snake, besides, he asked me to find something, I didn't find it, he definitely doesn't want me to die. Ian repeated the words of the witch to Isha.
His dad can really cause trouble for him, and two generations of dads are like this.
"Hiding something, in the villa?" Isha seemed to remember something, and took out a map of Manda Country from her spatial ring, as well as a few related materials. Soon, she was bobbing around the villa, eventually pointing to a forest in the south.
"The river, the mountains, the villas. Ian also saw the connection with his own combat experience: "Is there ......?"
"Yes, the tribe of 'witches', primeval forests. This town is downstream of the river, and it is indeed a gathering place for 'witches'. ”
"Why did he get involved with 'Wu'?"
"I don't know, young master, we may have to solve it ourselves. ”
Whew, Ian lay on the bed, rubbing his temples. Now he doesn't feel uncomfortable, but maybe it's the weird "witch" that makes him feel a sense of fear in his heart. He originally thought that witchcraft was a scary thing, and Isha also thought that the so-called Gu was not child's play, if a glance could decide a person's life and death, it must be not a simple character.
This pool of water, Ian just felt that it was not very deep.
"The plan remains the same, Isha. But if I can unlock his curse, I want you to catch him. ”
Isha nodded and did not speak. Just after Ian fell asleep, he wrote a spirit spell, and a spirit bird left from here and quickly flew towards the Black Tower.