"Peter Fasa has a message coming. 23us. fastest"

The night watchman named Edward, the night watchman at the night watch stronghold in the Ebolden sewers, handed the note to the other three people opposite: "The Bellini family has already done it, and now the gutter alley is full of their men.

The Bellini family seem to be suspicious of Loren Turin's identity, and are ready to use his canes to pour sewage on him and put him in a dungeon, while Peter and Loren plan to use this opportunity to get Loren Turin to go to Gutter Alley as bait to attract the attention of the Bellini family.

Then we'll work with Peter to capture Verlot Bellini alive and dig something out of his mouth, like Isaac Grantham's whereabouts and how much he knows about the Holy Blood Elixir - that's pretty much it. ”

After speaking, the indifferent Edward looked at Gavin, Ivan and Vera: "Is there anything you need to ask?"

"There's just one problem. The red-haired girl holding her shoulders was not very happy: "Is this Peter's plan, or is this the idea that Loren Turin came up with?"

"It wasn't written, and I don't know. Edward shrugged, "But I guess it's Mr. Loren Turin—Peter is a hesitant man who always asks us to help him make up his mind, and I don't think Peter can convince the black-haired wizard to be a decoy to die, and he is not so eloquent."

And...... Does it really matter whose idea it was?"

"Of course!" the red-haired girl snorted coldly: "Why didn't this guy question Verlow himself, but let us do it?!

"Vera, you're mistaken. ”

"What did I get wrong?!"

"Peter Fasa didn't send us a plan, he sent us a mission. The indifferent Edward frowned: "In other words, His Excellency Loren Turin should have arrived in Gutter Lane by now, and I am afraid that he is already fighting with the doglegs of the Bellini family;

Again, in a little while Peter Fasa should find a way to lure Verlot out of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard's Tower, and if we don't act soon, there will be danger on both sides!"

The red-haired girl's expression changed, and finally gritted her teeth angrily, and turned her back sharply: "I understand, I can go at any time!"

Looking at her deeply, Edward turned his gaze to Gavin and Ivan, "What about you?"

"I have only one question too. The wizard apprentice named Jiawen swallowed his saliva and asked with some uncertainty, "We really don't send anyone...... Do you want to support that Lord Loren Turin?"

This is indeed a problem.

Edward frowned, and nodded slightly after thinking for a moment: "There is no mission to support him, and we don't know the actual situation, so it will only backfire if you are clever - so, just follow their plan step by step and follow their plan." ”

What's more, the strength of that black-haired wizard is hardly enough to believe that something will happen to him. Without using the premise of "transcending perception", he almost completely relied on his own skills to solve the six net collectors of the Bellini family.

This kind of person, even if the mission fails, he should be able to retreat from it all.

............ "What did you just say, say it again!"

The leader of the mercenaries with a hideous expression stared at the patrol guard on the floor who was clumped into a pile of mud, and his forehead burst into bruises.

There were hundreds of patrol guards, not only failed to catch the wizard who dared to oppose the Bellini family, but also killed three squads from front to back, which was nearly thirty people!

And now, this bastard is still outside and continues to "hunt" unscrupulously, and it won't be long before there are only more than a hundred corpses left in the entire gutter alley!

Damn, where did this devil come from? The mercenary leader couldn't imagine that even if he knew what the fate was, he probably wouldn't have deliberately gotten into this place that was obviously a trap.

Of course, who would dare to oppose the Bellini at Eberden, unless he was one of the twelve elders of the Wizarding Tower of the Nine-Pointed Star, or someone from the Corona family.

And now the other party is not coming in, and he has been killing in the gutter alley in front of himself, like a mad dog desperate!

Doesn't he know what will happen to him against the Bellini family?!

In the base camp of the Crutch Gang, the entire hall was silent. All eyes were on the silent mercenary leader, waiting for him to give the order.

Damn, who can tell me what to do?!

Only reason told him that he couldn't continue to drag it out, even if he could only come up with a bad idea. Otherwise, when the patrol guards outside were completely killed by this madman, they would be surrounded by the camp of the Crutch Gang.

A mercenary group of hundreds of people surrounded by one person sounds ridiculous just - but it's true!

He now had serious suspicions that the Lord Alto Bellini had not really figured out what his enemy was.

Clutching the blood-stained hilt of his sword, the mercenary leader stood up from his chair with a frosty face and drew his long sword from its sheath:

"Everybody get ready, let the crossbowmen block all the passages, clear the field with oil and bolts before we rush out, and then we'll start from this house, alley by alley, until the damned rat has no more chance to hide!

We don't have to catch him alive! Master Aalto Bellini's order is to live or die - kill him, and we'll all get a whole thousand gold coins!

And whoever can take down this wizard's head will get an additional reward of five hundred gold coins!"

The surrounding mercenaries cheered and jumped, but the guard who collapsed to the ground was shocked and hugged the thigh of the mercenary leader:

"Fire oil and crossbow arrows clear?!Wait, my lord, our people are still outside......"

"Get out of the way!" roared the angry mercenary leader, and the unprepared guard was kicked in the chest and leaned against the wall half-dead: "You patrol guards can't even stop him, so it's better to start a little bit than let them all be killed by that mad wizard!"

After the mercenary leader finished speaking, he glared fiercely at the mercenaries behind him with a dark face:

"Come with me and kill that idiot who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The mercenaries, red-eyed by the gold, poured out of the Cane Gang base camp in an orderly manner—the crossbowmen at the front were still the crossbowmen, the second row were light infantry with shields and broadswords, and no less than twenty wandering knights wielding half-swords and longswords could be seen in the back.

These people are not at all of the same grade as the soldiers of the patrol guards.

Not only did they cooperate with each other, but they could even be said to have reached the point of absolute trust - right now, the wandering knights who were originally in the rear were already outflanking the alleys on both sides of the gutter alley under the cover of the light infantry in the front, while the crossbowmen at the front marched in formation, using crossbow arrows and fire oil to open the way.

Obviously, these people have no scruples, and are ready to directly turn the entire gutter alley into a scorched earth and ruins!

And their bodies are all silver chain mail of a unified system - although most of them are just the most ordinary type of five interlocking rings, far from being airtight to the point where they can resist crossbow arrows, but on the premise of not using "bright silver", with the long sword and short knife in his hand, Loren will definitely not be able to smash these "iron shells".

Well-armed, well-trained, and well-coordinated...... It really deserves to be the mercenary group of the Bellini family, and the Lord Aalto Bellini must have spent a lot of money.

In Loren's limited knowledge, only the knightly guards of Count Rowen of Deepwoodburg and the war dancers of the Ancient Wood Forest surpassed the mercenary group in front of them—the rest were far inferior even to the cavalry of the Church.

To use a word from an older life, this group of people is "professional".

They may not be able to beat the top thugs of a gang in a one-on-one way, but if they line up and fight in formation, ten times as many thugs will only be scattered!

So...... How many of them do you have to be killed before you really feel scared?

The smiling Loren opened his left hand again, and the flames that jumped in his palm made his smile extremely terrifying.

Anyway, scared or not, you can't leave here!