At night, as the passenger ships go back and forth again and again, there are fewer and fewer tourists in Mishuram. The chaos of Crossbell makes its night scene full of danger. As the crowd dispersed, the men in black clothes and black sunglasses gradually occupied Misuram. They are on point.

The Black Auction is about to begin, and the Rubacher warriors run to their posts according to the predetermined defense roadmap.

On the hotel in Mishuram, men dressed in thick black crouched on the roof, silver gauntlets dragging a large sword. Her whole body melted into the darkness, and she exuded a wonderful aura that made him not particularly noticeable.

Rubacher's defense map was drawn up by two high-ranking hunters, Garcia and Vincent, and the defense was watertight.

However, it is only the "defense line" that is not leaky. What is really problematic is the weakness of the Rubacher combatants.

The black-clad assassin, Silver, silently counted the seconds in his mind, watching from afar as Lubacher's defense gradually took shape.

Sure enough, after less than a few patrols, there was a small confusion among the mafiosi on patrol because their respective steps were not uniform enough. If it were not for the strict patrolling of the military, it would be prone to such problems. It was said that the patrol would start at 8:00, but in fact it arrived at 8:01. It was supposed to be a 10-minute lap, but it took three or five seconds more or less. This kind of small mistakes, gradually accumulating, will make the originally airtight defense network have loopholes.

Silver is waiting for this.

I saw that she was like a black feather arrow, shooting directly at the high wall around the venue, and from her black clothes, a faint purple fighting spirit gushed out, like clothes shrouded her, and then, her figure became thinner and thinner, lighter and lighter, until it was transparent.

In mid-air, a pair of flying claws flipped out from the bottom of Silver's palm, and Gada's grasp of the top of the wall was grabbed. At this time, the mafia who was supposed to patrol here happened to be absent, and the mafia guarding here was unconsciously glancing at the lively door, not noticing the faint sound.

With the help of the flying claws, Silver climbed over the high wall, and with a step on the top, the light figure had climbed to the outer wall of the villa, and then, Silver flew along the wall, all the way to the top.

But......

In front of the silver more...... There was already one person who arrived first.

Silver hadn't seen this man.

Whether it was Rubacher, Black Moon, the Karumon Consortium, or the Snake of Death, she didn't remember such a number one.

He was dressed in black clothes that made it easy to move, and from under the black clothes, you could faintly see silver chain mail, and he wore a large hood, and his face was also half-masked, only his mouth and chin were exposed. No age was apparent, but judging by his sturdy body, he was certainly an adult, at least not under twenty-two.

A few strands of hair peeking out from under his hood, silver white in the moonlight, and in his left hand hanging down at his side, he held a one-handed knife that seemed to glow on its own.

He was like a sharp knife, and when he stood in front of him, he could feel the oncoming breath like an axe.

Silver used the secret technique Moonlight Butterfly to hide her figure before, and this person shouldn't be able to see her. Although he didn't release a killing intent at Gin, his eyes—the equivalent of the eyes—looked straight at Silver's face.

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At the entrance, Lubacher's combatants scrupulously confirm the invitations of the guests.

This seemingly ordinary card is actually marked with various secret methods, not only has a unique serial number, but also has many anti-counterfeiting symbols.

Just as the combatants of Rubacher were inspecting, in front of them, they were gorgeously dressed...... No, it's not flashy anymore. Running around in such clothes already has to doubt the shame and brains of this person.

The man was handsome, with blonde hair and blue eyes common to Westerners, and the corners of his mouth always had a smile on his lips that looked down on people, and his skin was dark because of the white and scary clothes.

It's not unheard of by the combatants about his kind of person. The so-called aristocracy, can be interpreted literally.

The first word indicates that they have money. The last word indicates that there are many of them. The so-called aristocracy is a group of people who have money. In other words, anyone who has money is a nobleman. No matter how it came about. They have to be guarded and inspected at the Black Auction every year, so it is inevitable to meet all kinds of nobles. There are big aristocrats who speak elegantly and funny, and there are nouveau riche who behave in a perverse manner and vulgarity.

is like the nobleman in front of him, who exudes stupidity, money, and personality problems, how can he say it? Although there are not many underscores like this, he has indeed received such underplayed characters like him before.

The combatant could only sigh inwardly, wondering how unlucky he was to run into such a guy again, while checking the card.

Beside this comic aristocracy, it seems that the presence of his girlfriend is nervously holding his arm, but if you look closely, it is not nervous, but she doesn't seem to be able to control high heels well, and holding his arm is looking for a support point.

Although it is very suitable for the dress, this lady really has no temperament, and can only say that she has a good appearance and will not match the dress badly. She did not have the temperament of the aristocratic ladies, either gentle or arrogant.

"Name."

Routine, the mafia asked.

The nobleman in Huayi snorted coldly, looking like an invincible second ancestor.

"It's really a common man. Forget it, it is also the duty of the nobles to forgive the stupidity of the foolish. ”

It's over, I want to hit someone......

The mafia combatant only felt that the green tendons on the back of his hands were about to explode......

"Olivier. Or do you know more about another name...... Olivet Leezer Arnoor. ”

Although I really want to scold who he knows you! But the quality of the mafia still prevented him from doing so.

The name is unfamiliar, but the surname behind him is not unfamiliar. This surname is inextricably linked to the back-up of this banquet, Speaker Harman. As for what the relationship is......

Speaker Harman is the leader of the Imperial Legislature, and the surname of the Emperor of the Erebonian Empire happens to be that......

This person, even if he is not a relative of the royal family, at least he has a relationship!

"That's not ...... The Imperial ......"

Before the mafia's words were finished, the white-clothed nobleman had already taken the lead and sneered: "Because it's a concubine, it's not been widely reported." However, if you collect carefully, you can still collect information. A stupid eldest son who specializes in social balls but has no interest in politics. Tut-tut......"

Although I don't know if it's true or not, it's really unimaginable to dare to deceive people with such a popular name. Speaker Harman is in there, it must be true, right? No one would be stupid enough to say that they are the prince in front of the speaker, right?

The mafia quickly believed this.

Noelle still looked like she didn't know why, she didn't remember the name at all, and Quan Dangyou was talking nonsense about a fake name. The other party asked her to sign up, and she naturally casually pulled out a name.

"Hmm...... Lion ...... Beautiful jade. (Leon, Noel upside down.) ）”

"I'm sorry, but I take the liberty of asking, what is the relationship between the two?"

Although I don't want to talk to him, but this is also a task, and there is no way. The combatants could only ask questions boldly and pray that the other side would not speak too much.

"Huh? Can't you see this? Tsk, Crossbell is really a small place, a couple, a couple! This is my wife. ”

It's the first time I've heard the young master of the royal family use the word "wife"! Isn't it generally said "love concubine"! The combatant complained frantically about this nobleman in his heart, and at the same time secretly warned himself not to be impulsive.

"Who, who's your wife!"

Unexpectedly, the women around him immediately denied it. But if you look closely, she has a flush on her face, and she understands. I'm probably embarrassed.

"Hey, I said you are, you are! Hmph, I'm going to have to get that bastard daddy to agree to go home this time. He agrees yes, and if he doesn't agree, he has to give me a nod! You're my wife! You can't run! ”

The words were rude and illogical, but they convinced Rubacher's people.

Why is it convincing......

Because in the venue, there is such a father and son!

His father is a high-ranking and powerful person, with a polite literary quality, and has the style of an ancient Confucian general. The son is stubborn, and he only plays around all day long, but causes trouble.

Compared with the Xiu Gongzi inside, Lu Bache's combatants suddenly felt that Xiu Gongzi was not a minority, it turned out that the young masters of the nobles were all like this! Is it because the father is too polite that the child is very rude?

Well, it's not up to the next person. I'll just take care of my son, and if he dares to talk like that, I'll definitely whip him.

Thinking so, the Lubacher combatant nodded and impatiently let him go.

Yutatsumi, Noelshika, admission, success.