In the south of Ebolden, in a deep alley overflowing with sewage and dark with no fingers, five members of the Night's Watch were running desperately. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Just outside this alley, and even less than a few steps away from them, hordes of patrol guards had broken the "tacit understanding" between them and the gangsters, and began to search house by house. The streets were filled with heavily armed guards with torches.

They did not dare to stop, or even turn back, and if they were caught, the consequences would be unimaginable - neither the Bellini family nor the Free Parliament at Ebolden would let them go.

Peter Fasa, who was on the verge of collapse, cautiously walked out of the deep alley and came to a dry well. After confirming that there was no ambush around, he let out a long sigh of relief and waved his hand behind him, and the remaining four night watchmen came over one after another, slumping to the ground as if they had been drained of strength, gasping for breath like a dying fish.

And the two worst simply lay directly on the dry well, their prostrated bodies twitched involuntarily, and the sticky white foam continued to ooze from the corners of their mouths.

Not every wizard has a constitution that is almost immune to the void like a dark-haired guy - for them, using a high-level spell that directly works on the body like "Transcendent Perception" is no different from taking drugs, and those with strong constitutions may last longer, but most of them can't last more than an hour.

For someone like Peter Fasa who is more inclined to a wizard and has a poor physique, two quarters of an hour is the limit. This is the main reason why the other four people are in charge of attracting attention, and he is in charge of stealing the potion while it takes the opportunity.

But what's the use of talking about it now, it's all over!Peter curled up, his cheeks trembling - this was their last chance, and the Bellini family would certainly not have another time.

Ain Rand ...... Now just thinking of the name made him feel incomparably painful and tangled, and his originally angry emotions became extremely complicated.

Yes, if he hadn't done it himself, he would have succeeded by now, but again, without the cooperation of the black-haired wizard, he and his companions would not have been able to retreat successfully.

This operation was also a failure, and it was very embarrassing. But if it was so fortunate that it couldn't have been more fortunate than the last time, it was Master Root Infinit himself who led the team, but in the end not only the night watchmen of Eberton were almost completely killed, but also Lord Root himself was wounded, and his entire left hand was reduced to a mess of flesh.

And now...... At least they're all alive. Peter wanted to laugh bitterly, but he was so tired that he couldn't even laugh.

"Peter, what are we going to do next?"

One is somewhat neutral, but you can still hear it being a girl's voice. He turned his head in exhaustion, and a red-haired girl lying on the side of the dry well, collapsed enough to lie on it, was looking at him in confusion.

He knew that the rest of the brothers were watching him, and they were all counting on him to come up with a plan, but ...... Now that I don't even have the last hope, what else can I do?

He wasn't Lord Ruth Infinit, and he wasn't one of those experienced and scheming seniors - they had all been killed in the last raid, and the entire Ebotden Night's Watch was left with him and the four barely "apprentice Night's Watchmen" behind him.

They all knew that even this "raid" was only the last time they wanted to prove their unauthorized actions. Master Rut Infinit did not give them any orders.

Perhaps, in the eyes of adults, the night watchmen of Ebotden can be regarded as "completely destroyed", right?

"I—I don't know!"

Peter shouted with some self-pity, "What else can we do now?!" The last operation also failed, and Master Ruth Infinit never contacted us again, and we were just abandoned—what do you say we should do next, who can tell me?!"

"If you don't mind, can you listen to my advice first?"

In the quiet deep alley, the understatement sound was also as clear as a falling silver needle, and several alert people immediately raised their heads, and Peter stood up directly:

"Who?!"

"An old friend. With steady footsteps, a figure hiding in the shadows walked out. Not a delicate face, a beautiful red and black dress, and of course, the most important and most impressive ...... The messy black hair.

"It's you?!"

The red-haired Night's Watch roared angrily, struggling to get up from the dry well, and was about to pull out his dagger, but Peter stopped him.

"Vera, go to the back. Peter Fasa with a complicated expression looked calm on the other side, obviously a dark-haired wizard who was waiting for him here: "Ain Rand, what are you going to do?"

"Your ring has fallen, and I'm here to return it. Shrugging his shoulders, Loren tossed the fluorite ring to Peter, "By the way, will you tell your friends to lay down their weapons? I'm not here to fight you, but I don't mind letting you lie down first." ”

"You?!"

"Vera!" Peter stopped the night watchman beside him once more, staring at Loren with alarmed eyes - he had seen Loren in the banquet hall, and he could bring himself down in a single move after using "Beyond Perception", which was no ordinary wizard or wandering knight.

"Before that, tell us one thing. Peter stared at him alarmingly, "How did you find us?"

Loren was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to ask this question at all, looked back behind him, and shook his head helplessly: "Although I also want to explain to you, there is no time now." ”

"What do you mean?" Peter and the four remaining Night's Watch men were still clutching their daggers tightly, apparently still distrustful of the guy who had just come out of nowhere and had just killed them.

"That means you don't realize what a terrible thing you've done. The black-haired wizard's expression was helpless: "Or do you think that as long as you don't succeed, the Bellini family will let you go?"

No kidding, you've just completely annoyed a family with very strong strength and financial resources, and they will do their best to dig you out even if they dig three feet into the ground!

You may think you'll be relieved that you've escaped the patrols, but in reality these people are only used to block the route, to narrow your range, and when they have taken full control of the streets south of Ebolden, the next man to close the net will come.

Not to mention that you have chosen a very wrong time to start at the beginning of the midsummer feast - in order to maintain order during the festival, the Free Council of Ebolden has arranged for a large number of guards to patrol the streets, so that the Bellini family can directly launch the siege without having to temporarily mobilize their troops.

In other words, what might have taken them an entire day to blockade the south of the city now only takes a few quarters of an hour. Considering that a lot of time has been wasted since you fled, the guys who collected the nets may already be on their way.

Guess how long it will take them to find out here?"

The black-haired wizard's calm tone seemed to be chatting, but Peter and the night watchmen on the other side widened their eyes one by one, opened their mouths wide but couldn't speak, and they were completely speechless for a while.

It's like falling into an ice cave!

Even if they wanted to, they couldn't find anything to refute. A dejected-looking Peter Fasa didn't even know what to say.

His impulsive actions turned out to be a butcher's knife to kill everyone with his own hands!

"Y-Who are you?!"

"Does it matter who I am now?" the black-haired wizard frowned, still unable to understand Peter's thoughts: "You still don't seem to be able to figure out the situation, time is running out, the net-collectors will be back soon, and your current situation is no different from sending them to death."

So...... Now the only thing you can count on is me, understand?"