Rein glanced out the window at the quiet street, which was still calm and calm, and the night was destined to be unusual, though I didn't know where the wind came from and where the waves came from. It's not something you can worry about, with Aunt Susan and Wendier here, let's lie down obediently, Rein sighed and brushed the curtain shut.

Lying in bed, Rein was still thinking about the various things about magic mentioned in the Introduction to Magic Course.

The use of magic is mainly the practice of the spirit, which uses the spirit to control the magic power to achieve various supernatural phenomena. So meditation and spiritual practice occupy most of the time in the daily life of a magician. Magicians fall asleep during meditation, which is also part of their practice.

"Falling asleep in meditation? It's a good hypnotic method. ”

Rein looked at this problem from the perspective of modern people, and couldn't help but smile, if he went back and popularized this method, it would be able to cure many people's insomnia, and maybe it could also create a lot of magic apprentices, haha.

I think about it too much, I haven't become a magic apprentice yet......

Rein quickly returned to reality, pulled the covers on, and stopped thinking nonsense.

"Meditation...... Start meditating. ”

Adjusting his sleeping position and closing his eyes, Rein remembered the meditation practice that Aunt Susan had told him to do: use a bean as the object of meditation to fantasize about everything related to magic.

Thoughts began to wander, and the pea appeared in the space of consciousness, spinning, growing, taking root......

In the midst of free meditation, Rein soon fell asleep.

Outside the main entrance of the warm fireplace, the nightlight that has never been extinguished has also dimmed, and the closed inn will not attract customers for the time being, and Dyson sits in the shadows, quietly watching the main entrance. He longed for someone to attack him from the front, so that his Death Scythe could kill everywhere.

"I hope the guy who comes can fight a little, it's boring to be too weak." Dyson took out a cigar, lit it, and took a big puff. He is not afraid that someone will find out, because if someone really comes, he will definitely not miss him guarding at the door, so he has no scruples.

The smoke of the cigar drifted upwards into the dark night sky.

Weasel Sauron, who was guarding the roof, smelled the smell of Dyson's cigars, reached out and fanned it, complaining: "Dyson bastard, he's lazy again, do you want to scare him?" Sauron picked up the crossbow arrow, and wanted to play a prank like before, thinking of the boss's advice just now, to keep a full twelve minutes of spiritual vigil tonight, think about it.

In the street behind the inn, Rodman the Bear patrols with a large stick, carrying a glow-in-the-dark lantern, checking for possible defensive holes around him to see if there is anything suspicious around. This is also a kind of superficial deterrent, so that people who have thoughts about the hotel will dispel their minds.

Wendir and Shirley the Weasel are taking turns resting, with Dyson and Thor on duty in the first half of the night, and their turn in the second half of the night.

Aunt Susan and Emily were sleeping in each other's rooms, and they had nothing to worry about, and they fell asleep soundly.

The warm fireplace was silent in the night, and the huge city of Viren was calm. Except for the occasional yawn of the soldiers defending the city, and the occasional cooing of the night owls, the whole city fell asleep.

Then, the silver moon slowly rose from the east.

Twelve black figures, assembled in the ruins outside Viren, disappeared into thin air after a flash of black smoke.

As if in a vast space, surrounded by free-flowing magical elements, Rein's consciousness entered a fantastic space in the darkness.

The tiny particles that were ubiquitous were clearer in the darkness, and they moved freely in the space of consciousness, walking unfettered. Rein reached out his invisible hand to touch them, and they dodged as if consciously, flowing in the opposite direction.

Curious, Rhine tried to communicate with them over and over again, but to no avail. In this magical universe, he is like a wader who has inadvertently entered a strange river, and is extremely curious about all the wanderers who exist in the river.

Then he seemed to hear a voice at the source of the river calling softly, beckoning him to go.

He swam up toward the particle stream and walked toward the voice.

Weasel Sauron, who was guarding the roof, felt a little sleepy, opened his mouth to yawn, and he reached out and patted his mouth.

At this moment, he let his guard down, and a black feather shot into his throat like an arrow.

"Smack!"

In front of the main entrance of the warm fireplace, on the black street, four black riders appeared.

They were led by a tall, inch-headed man, followed by three horsemen, and the four of them were still unsightly in the light of the silver moon, their glowing silhouettes exuding a dangerous sense of oppression in the night.

Dyson got up from his seat, took the huge scythe, his eyes glowed with a blazing light, and walked out into the moonlight.

"Hehe, such an opponent is interesting."

In front of the window on the first floor of the hotel, a cheetah nimbly passed through the window and fell to the ground silently, its arrival did not alarm anything, it walked without a sound, it stood on tiptoe and walked silently towards the stairs like a king hunting in the dark.

Up the stairs, in the rooms on the second floor, rested the innkeepers, including Rein and Emily, all of whom were unprotected. If you let this cheetah go up, the consequences will be unimaginable.

When the cheetah's front paws were about to step up the first staircase, it stopped.

Behind her, a pair of eyes appeared that made her dare not act rashly, staring closely at her every move. Just as he had been hunting other weaklings, it was the death gaze of a predator that would kill with one blow.

Julian the cheetah slowly turned his head and saw a figure standing against the wall next to the window where he had jumped in. Julian bared her fangs vigilantly, knowing that if she didn't do her best, the opponent in front of her would be the last one in her life.

On the stairs on the second floor of the hotel, another figure appeared. In the darkness, quietly marching.

"Huh?"

Aunt Susan awoke from her sleep, along with Wendill, the Pure White.

They rolled out of bed and got out of bed, quickly picked up their magic wands, opened the door and walked out.

They gently opened the door, and they both saw each other looking warily outside in the dark, and they nodded at each other, holding their wands vigilantly, and tiptoeed towards the place where the magic fluctuated.

At the corner of the corridor, where an unfamiliar magic fluctuation had just appeared, a black figure suddenly appeared.

Wendiel the Pure White immediately reflexively waved his wand and shouted a short attack spell: "Drink!" ”

It was an almost instantaneous blast of impact towards the shadow.

In the next moment, Aunt Susan, who saw each other clearly, shouted: "Don't! ”

But it was too late, and Wendill's skillful impact hit the black shadow with precision.

"Ahh A scream came, it was Rein's voice.

Rein was hit by Wendill's impact and slammed into the wall.

Wendier was also stunned, why is it Rein, the magic power fluctuation he felt just now was definitely not Rein's! He could be sure that on the side where Rein was, there had been a dangerous mana fluctuation just now!

Just as Wendil was shocked by his mistake, a dark magic shot out from the darkness and hit the stunned Wendier, knocking him to the ground in an instant.

Aunt Susan lunged at Wendir and struck at the place where the magic was fired: "Hasaka! ”

While the other party dodged the attack, Aunt Susan picked Wendiel on her shoulders and quickly withdrew to the room.

"Hehe, no effort."

The charming Phantom Witch Doros emerges from there, waving her wand in contentment, towards Rein, who has fallen to the ground and groans in pain, to capture the target who has been accidentally wounded by allies.

"Really?" Behind Doros, a woman's figure appeared at some point, it was the female assassin of the white scythe, Sherry the Weasel, she pointed at Doros with a flying knife, and said coldly, this woman who accidentally injured the regiment commander with tricks, she will not let her go easily, she will pay the price for what she did today.

Doros stopped his movements and raised his hands helplessly, but still smiled charmingly: "Hehe, the support is so fast, but unfortunately we are not slow-"

Just when Shirley suddenly felt that something was wrong, the blade of the ghost knife Hisoka flashed white in the darkness.

"Bang la la!!"

The sound of broken tiles came from the rooftop, crushed by Weasel Sauron as he rolled around to avoid the raid's Black Feather. As he rolled, he drew the bolt at his waist and fired a bolt at the sneak attacker.

Raven Colas flashed the bolt and exclaimed, "Not bad. As he spoke, he threw several black feathers at Sauron, who had not had time to get up.

Sauron, who had lost his first hand, was hit by an arrow in his arm, and his main weapon, the Great Bow, fell off his hand and fell on the roof, he didn't have time to pick it up, and after rolling continuously, he found a shelter and leaned his back against it, dodging Kolas's next attack. He held up the crossbow bolt in his hand, the only weapon he had left to fight the opponent.

"I should have gone over to check the ...... when I heard the bird's wings just now," Sauron regretted that he hadn't reacted to the abnormal sound in time, allowing the other party to take the lead. Now, he can only drive these thoughts out of his mind and prepare for the next battle.

"Crack—"

The sound of tables and chairs breaking came from the first floor of the hotel at the same time, and Julian the Cheetah and the Silver Weasel Shadow fought.

Rodman heard the sound coming from the room, and was about to join the warband, but the wall that had just been repaired during the day was violently smashed, and a large man rushed straight in from the outside.

"Let's continue the battle that has not been fought during the day!"

Oral yelled and pounced on Rodman the Bearman.