Docemet surveyed his surroundings intently, a silent and secluded stone wall flanked by rough, cold stone walls, empty except for the footsteps of the group in front of him as they walked. 【Latest Chapter Reading.】Drunken Dew Academy

On a cold morning, no one will walk by.

He stuck out his gray, shriveled tongue and tried to lick his lower lip, but only to lick a row of dry teeth, and after becoming an undead, the skin of his lips was long gone.

He gripped the dagger and moved it silently.

If all these people in front of him died, no one would know who did it, right?

Kill two birds with one stone!

He couldn't help but feel complacent at his quickness in this moment.

But after only a few steps, he slowed down his quickening pace, for he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After calming down, he took a closer look and finally found out what the problem was.

The other party's footsteps are calm and slow, and they are not slow.

They were still discussing how to hunt down and kill those noble knights just now, but now they walked so calmly. At the current speed, unless the group of nobles were stupid enough to stand still and wait for them, the chances of catching up were too slim.

This ten** is a trap.

Adozimath sneered inwardly and thrust the dagger back into the sheath around his waist.

Sonon slowly walked out of this alley with his subordinates, his vision suddenly widened, the sunlight outside had spread to the road in front of him, his breath was also clear, and the look of this pedestrian was also much more excited.

Sonon looked around, muttered for a moment, and said, "Let's go back." ”

"Go back?" the swordsman beside him was stunned. "We're not going to ......"

"Oh, don't you think that a few of us can kill such a large group of people silently? Besides, they are knights, and we can't catch up. Drunken Dew Academy" Sonon patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"But you didn't mean ...... Captain," the swordsman was confused.

"That's just a language trap, remember that lord has a strong thief next to him, with his skills, if he hears our conversation, then the best option is to kill us all, in that alley just now, it should be the best place to start, right?" Sonon swept the corner of his eye. Slightly disappointed, he said, "I wanted to lure him to show up to confirm my judgment, but unfortunately he didn't show up." ”

The swordsman broke out in a cold sweat, if that was the case. A few of them must have died, but I didn't expect them to become Sonon's bait invisibly.

Sonon looked at the sky, sighed, and said, "As for this matter that seems to be inevitable to make a big fuss, I will personally give an explanation to His Royal Highness." ”

Hearing this, Adozemad couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

He made the right choice!

Although Sonon's strength is not very high, if it is only a single target, he is sure that the assassination will be successful, but he faces five or six people. If the other party is bent on escaping, it is indeed difficult for him to guarantee that he will not reveal his whereabouts.

Looking at the backs of the group of people gradually fading from sight, he quietly retreated into the darkness again.

After the news of Luo Lan's injury spread, Daphne was the first to arrive, although she couldn't tell anything from her face, but the concern in her eyes and the haste in her steps were enough to see the anxiety in her heart. Xi Jiesi walked aside with a cold face. As Luo Lan's personal servant, she was sent out early in the morning to express Luo Lan's salute to Devany and discuss when to leave, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen during the time she was away.

Of course, if she doesn't leave. Luo Lan's injury plan is also impossible to implement.

In order to complete this plan to steal the Sword of Arosel. He must have a reason to stay on his trip, and injury is undoubtedly the best excuse. And it's also closely related to the follow-up plan.

After examining the wound that Luo Lan had deliberately kept, Daphne felt a trace of anger in her heart, which felt like her relatives had been hurt, and she didn't have time to analyze why she had such inexplicable emotions, so she immediately asked the local diocese to punish the governor of the place and the nobles associated with it.

According to the agreement between the Holy See and the major religious countries, even if a clergyman violates the laws of a certain kingdom, the Holy See must make a judgment, because this symbolizes the dignity of the Holy See's divine supremacy.

The governor of the city was apprehensive about this, and he immediately sent a platoon of men to investigate the matter thoroughly.

With unprecedented efficiency, it was soon ascertained that one of Prince Shumi's subordinates was working with some local nobles

, once suspected that Luo Lan's convoy might be a group of thieves, pretending to be such a misunderstanding. And those noble children were too full of "sense of justice", which led to "mistakenly injuring" the "noble and innocent" clergyman.

But there was one detail that was not omitted under the reminder of a well-meaning person next to the governor, that is, the day before Luo Lan was injured, he and Prince Xiumi's attendants seemed to have had a little unpleasantness, and the princess was frightened by this.

In this way, there is a faint smell of conspiracy behind this matter.

The governor began to hesitate, a prince and a clergyman, who should he lean more inwardly towards? While he was still swaying from side to side, Daphne threw out a warning that made him sweat coldly: "Pastor Langton is not only a clergyman, he is also a member of the Friars, please think carefully about the consequences." ”

The Governor's cold sweat came down at once.

It's a big deal!

He was already thinking about whether to blame Prince Xiumi for all this matter, after all, the other party was just a powerless prince, and neither the Monk Society nor the Illuminati Sect could offend him casually as an individual.

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Under such circumstances, things developed as Luo Lan expected, and the Miss Xiumi was temporarily detained in the city, waiting for Prince Xiumi to come and settle the matter with Luo Lan in person.

Prince Shumi, whose whereabouts were mysterious, arrived the next day.

He has a fat and huge body, his skin is well maintained, and he always has an affinity with a smile on his face. If Flosanders had been here, he would have shouted how correct his judgment was.

Prince Shumi didn't seem to be in a hurry at all about his daughter's detention, perhaps because he had experienced too many dangers in his life, or perhaps because he didn't take this little lord seriously at all.

"Old friend, it looks like I'm getting in a bit of trouble. After reading the detailed investigation report, Prince Xiumi smiled and said to an old man dressed as a mage beside him.

The old man wore a badge of splendor that symbolized the splendor of a high-ranking mage, and his blue mage robe was full of magical aura wafting everywhere, and in his hand was a long-handled staff made of white wood, and a jewel-like magic crystal was emitting a blue mist like the sea, wrapping the entire body of the staff.

He raised his chin slightly, and said with pride, "No matter what trouble, on the eve of the Dragon Slaying Battle, the Monk Guild will take care of it for you." ”

Prince Xiumi smiled happily, like a fermented fat face, eyebrows, nose and eyes were all squeezed together, and he stretched out his finger thick with a radish and nodded the report: "However, that lord seems to be also a member of your guild." ”

"Hmph!" the old mage let out a dull disdain from his nose, he straightened up, took out an emblem from his bosom, handed it to one of the servants beside him, and raised his voice: "Take it and show it to the little lord, and say that the honorary chief monk of the Monks' Society, Montic, told him not to worry about this matter anymore." In his opinion, a young monk who has just joined the Church, both in terms of identity and power is very far from him, it is really not worth his trouble, a emblem symbolizing his status, can naturally resolve all the contradictions.

After Prince Shumi sent the old mage out of the living room with a smile on his face, he was silent for a moment, and then took out another parchment scroll from his bosom, which was also a report, except that it was presented by Sonon himself, which not only recorded in detail what had happened, but also told the cause and effect of the incident, and did not even leave out the details. In the end, he also pointed out that several subordinates around Luo Lan have quite extraordinary strength.

After reading it, Prince Shumi casually handed the parchment scroll to a standing swordsman next to him, this swordsman was about forty years old, his demeanor was calm and extraordinary, but the clothes on his body were extremely simple, and compared with the surrounding aristocratic environment, it looked a little thin and shabby. It's just that the sharp light that occasionally flashes in it makes people dare not underestimate it.

After reading all the contents, he calmed down, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Royal Highness, do you need me to visit this lord?"

Prince Xiumi, like the most amiable businessman, said in a gentle tone: "Don't hurry, Luoheim, now is not the time for you to go out, but I have a hunch that you will soon have the opportunity to make a move," The future of the Xiumi family does not allow the slightest mistake, and if someone wants to stop me on the way, then I will never be soft." ”