Morning in Kamandala is opened by the bells of the War College not far away, and as the sun rises from the other end of the grand barrier, the whole town begins to slowly revive. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, rumors of a murder in the tavern last night spread throughout the town as everyone chatted over breakfast.

"So...... Now we don't even have a place to live?"

Caterina, who had just returned from the intelligence station of the Noxus agents, looked at Tyrone and Lines.

"I've been studying maps and secret letters with those uncles all night, and now you're telling me where I don't live?"

"I'm sorry, Miss, but for security reasons, I vacated the tavern room this morning to prevent detection by Demacia's spies. ”

At this time, Tyrone slapped Lines vaguely, and Rains, who understood it, also learned from Tyrone to lower his head.

"It's ...... I'm sorry, Miss. ”

Looking at Lines's stiff movements, Hadias, who was watching the play with relish, had already bent over with laughter.

"Hahahaha...... Miss, hahahaha...... Boy, I can't see that you are so minion-looking, hahahaha......"

Listening to the shrill laughter in his ears, Lanens' desire to throw this magic sword into the deepest part of the Sea of Conquerors deepened.

"What a headache...... Forget it, time is tight anyway, the sooner you go, the better,"

Caterina rubbed her swollen head, as an assassin she was not a pampered lady, and it was not difficult to stay up all night or something.

"The latest secret report from last night that the envoys of Demacia have been on their way, and Gavin IV personally leads the team, and it is said that there are still many troublesome guys. ”

Hearing this, Tyrone's brow furrowed.

The name Gavin IV represents more than just the heir to the throne of Demacia, who once killed one

Meanwhile, in the police station of Karamanda.

"Mr. Sheriff, is that all you know? ”

A woman wearing sunglasses and fiddling with a small crossbow in her hand said to Bramont in front of her.

"That's all, Miss Shauna Wayne. ”

Blemon looked at the somewhat petite woman in front of him, she looked no more than twenty years old, with a pair of red sunglasses on her face and her hair combed into a long braid.

The most striking thing is that behind her, there is a huge heavy crossbow, on which the strings are already hung, and they can be taken off at any time and fired.

In the eyes of others, this may seem a little abnormal, but Blemon does not dare to slack off.

After all, the "shadows of Demacia" Shauna and Vayne are not something that any person can offend.

The corpses of dark witchcraft users pinned to the walls are Vayne's best warning to others.

"Can you lend me the dagger, Your Excellency? ”

Although it was a question sentence, Wayne had already stood up, waiting for Blemon to take her to see the evidence.

"Of course, Ms. Wayne. ”

With a wry smile in his heart, Blemon shook his head in his heart.

With the title of "Demacia Envoy" on this young lady's head, he can't say a single "no" as a small sheriff.

Walking into the room where the evidence was kept, Blemon handed Wayne a layer of crystal-like crystals, which were not natural mineral crystals, but an enchantment made of time magic, a precious sealing prop that would only be used when dealing with evidence in major cases.

As the barrier vanished, Vayne began to scrutinize the dagger.

Due to the effects of time magic, everything about this dagger was still the same as it had been that night, both the dryness of the blood and the slight curling blade on the tip of the dagger.

As she flipped through the dagger in her hand, a smile appeared on Wayne's face.

She knew she had caught up with the prey she wanted to hunt the most.

"Do you have any other clues about the kid you mentioned and his bodyguard?"

"They said this morning that they were going to catch up with the trip and go to Demacia before the start of spring to buy the freshly opened old wine, so they left Karamanda early this morning, but it was ......"

Speaking of this, Blemon hesitated, as if thinking about something.

"That little girl named Jasmine is still in the monastery of the Thousand Jue Order, if it's convenient for you......"

"Naturally, this matter will be dealt with, and I have more important things to do. ”

Wayne waved his hand and walked out the door without looking away.

"Demacia will not give up on every one of his people. ”

At this time, at the door of the Qianjue Order.

"Is this it?"

A young girl dressed as a ranger stood in the door of the Order and muttered to herself.

"Wayne's predecessor is really good at calling people, go after people yourself, and let me do the tiring work. ”

At this moment, with a shrill cry, a huge falcon flew down from the ornament at the top of the Order, landed lightly on the girl's shoulder, and combed her hair.

"Ah, it looks like it's really here, what should I do, take the child or something......"

At this moment, the door of the Order suddenly opened.

A nun-like figure walked out with a broom in her hand, and suddenly saw the girl at the door, as if she was startled.

"Please...... Is there anything you can do?"

fluttering.

The falcon on the girl's shoulder stretched its wings, as if it wanted to make a show in front of strangers, and then the girl flicked its head and wilted.

"You...... Hello, I'm sorry, my partner scared you, my name is Quinn, and I'm a ...... from Demacia"

Before she finished speaking, the nun's eyes lit up, as if she remembered something.

"Oh, Miss Quinn, Miss Wayne has told me everything, you can take Moelle away later. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Quinn scratched his head.

I didn't expect my predecessors to bother with this kind of thing.

"Oh, yes. ”

At this moment, the nun suddenly turned around, took out an envelope from her bosom, and handed it to Quinn.

"Before Ms. Wayne leaves, let me give this to you. ”

Oh.

Looking at the envelope in front of him, a sense of foreboding swelled in Quinn's heart.