Fang Yu looked at the map full of crosses in his hand, and felt that he was really unlucky this time, originally expected that among the seven or eight targets, the best case would of course be a one-shot, but of course he didn't expect that he would be lucky to this extent, but he didn't expect that he would encounter the worst possibility - after eliminating seven targets one by one, he finally came to the location of the last target marked on the map.

Fang Yu originally felt that his luck should not be so bad, but reality quickly taught him to be a human being, and the time wasted in this dangerous situation naturally pushed him and the others into an even more dangerous situation. It seems that luck is really equal, and he made a windfall, but he was immediately unlucky.

Crumpled the map in his hand, and since it was the last target, he felt that he didn't need it anymore.

The guards outside were hurrying through the inner courtyard, their footsteps were chaotic, and Fang Yu was hiding in the darkness, watching them run by with bright eyes—Wu Xiaopang could be said to have played at a super level, making a mess of the inner courtyard—judging from the movements of the guards, he keenly felt that the people of Lu Fu's shield might have divided their forces.

This is not his request, but the effect is outstanding, but it is relative, and their situation is even more disadvantageous.

It seems that the encouragement of millions of miles is still working, and the people of Lufu's shield are playing with their lives, but he is not going to accept this with peace of mind, and he realizes that he must be faster, otherwise they are afraid that they will 'suffer heavy casualties'.

He threw away his crumpled map and walked out, a dimly lit hallway, lit around the corner in front of him, where three or four Templars stood and a mystic in purple robes, his final target. Seriously, he is sure that he can lure away some people, and then solve the remaining part before the other party realizes that something is wrong and returns, and the probability of success is half and half, half of it.

But he doesn't have that patience anymore. Fang Yu was in the darkness, his right hand was raised imperceptibly, and the electrical signals emitted from the neurons passed through the beam of aether into magic power, and five faint silver rays were passing through the magic gimbal and connecting into the resonance crystal.

The crystal vibrates at a unique frequency, calling for a 'kind' that accompanies and grows with itself with this peculiar nature of nature, and then five dim streaks of light light up in the darkness, like five eyes, awakening from the darkness and opening their eyelids, revealing their unique, hollow, gray-white crystal-like pupils.

Then they opened their copper shells and stretched out their wings, which were as thin as cicada's wings, and the hooks fell off of their own accord and fell downward, and the wings flapped violently, and five light 'elves' suspended in the darkness with a heavy humming sound.

Fang Ou pointed forward with his right hand.

……

A violent earthquake swept through the dungeon, shaking the walls, sand falling from the ceiling, creaking the wooden door of the cell, and clanging the chains that locked it.

Under the dry straw, a large number of frightened insects were scattering and fleeing, so that Luo Yu looked at this scene in surprise, he didn't expect that in this small space, there were so many small creatures living with him. Waves of air poured in from outside, raising a cloud of dust that rustled down to the sound of falling stones.

He looked back at the box lying very calmly on the bed, with his hands folded on his chest, his dark eyes staring motionless at the ceiling, his eyelashes covered with dust, like a stone statue placed on a coffin board; Luo Yu couldn't help but ask curiously:

"What are you doing?"

"I'm counting how much dust has fallen."

"What!?"

Luo Yu felt that this was the most unbelievable thing he had ever heard all day, although he had only said three words to the other party in total since this day, these were two sentences, and the previous sentence was: "Are you awake?" Then the box didn't answer him at the time, only winked at him, indicating that he was still alive.

But the other party was his teammate after all, although it was ridiculous, Luo Yu couldn't help but ask, "Is the count clear?" After asking, he immediately felt that his question was stupid enough, and he couldn't help but wonder if the intelligence of the box and Parker had been close to the latter after staying for a long time.

And was he also influenced by these two people?

But the box remained motionless, and looked sideways at him: "I didn't count. ”

And so it was.

Luo Yu sighed: "Won't your eyes get into the sand like this?" ”

The box closed his eyes very quietly, tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, and he nodded at this time, indicating that he would indeed enter.

"What's the sound outside?" Box asked as he sat up from the bed and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I don't know." Luo Yu shook his head and replied with his usual truth-seeking approach.

"I guess the captain is here." The box replied with his eyes closed and tears in his eyes.

"Why?"

"Intuition."

Luo Yu actually has such thoughts, but he is not as godlike as the other party, and he will not easily draw conclusions about anything without sufficient evidence. He stared at the place where the smoke was filled, and sure enough, the dust surged up and parted to the left and right, and the rustling of footsteps sounded from behind, and then a figure appeared.

Luo Yu was still discerning who it was, and a voice had already come from the figure: "Next." ”

Then something was thrown at him, Luo Yu heard the familiar voice, and his mind had already subconsciously reacted, and he reached out to take it, his hand sank slightly, and he found that it was his magic wand, and a magic glove for spellcasting. The silver-gray gloves weren't his, but they were better than his.

The voice added, "Your wand is out there, the glove wasn't found, it probably blew up." It's a mystician's thing, so use it first. ”

That was Fang Yuan's voice.

Luo Yu had already seen the other party's appearance at this time, nodded hurriedly, put on gloves, and then clenched the magic wand and began to reconnect with the main crystal on the magic wand. At this time, Fang Yu turned to the side again, drew a gourd and said to the box on the side: "Then-"

"Wait-" Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around.

But he didn't have time to stop it, Fang Yu had already thrown the cane sword of the box over, and the box subconsciously stretched out his hand when he heard the sound, and then 'snapped' - two things hit him on the forehead one after the other.

……

A bright flame of light lit up in the darkness far away, as if something was on fire, and then the fire rose into the sky, and even in such a bad weather, thousands of meters away, it was clearly visible. It caught in Lavalli's eyes, reflected in the deepest part of her emerald green pupils, and she frowned as she withdrew her gaze from the window.

The hall was brightly lit, and the group was back in the place—only with many servants busy carrying things, and guards.

The mystics had gathered on the other side of the hall, discussing something, and the middle-aged sorcerer's voice rang out from time to time, then lowered again, as the Templar had brought back information, and it seemed that their plans had been thwarted again.

The middle-aged mystic sorcerer walked over to this side at this time, and said to the governor with a calm face:

"My lord, we have caught a few people......"

"What about people?"

"They killed themselves."

“……”

Nurman sighed, "Then go to the city and contact the temple." ”

The middle-aged mystic nodded, turned and left.

The corners of the girl's mouth curled slightly, and she turned back to the governor on the side and said, "It seems that their spells are not very bright in this weather, Father." ”

Hearing his daughter speak, the serious expression on the count's face couldn't help but melt the ice and snow, he touched his curly beard, and smiled bitterly: "But after all, this is also your father and my territory, and although these people are a little self-righteous, they are also our allies, Lavalli, you are not so gloating, right?" ”

"I'm not gloating, Father," replied Rawali, shaking her head, in a tone that was not so convincing, "and besides, there are only a few of them, so what is a problem for Father, Father, have you considered my previous proposal?" ”

Nurman looked at his daughter with a doting expression: "You are looking for a history teacher, but there are many excellent scholars in Astania, and as for the outsider, I don't think it is very suitable." ”

"But I like Miss Kita."

“…… Well, she hasn't gotten a bachelor's degree from the Silver Tower, has she? ”

"Does it matter, father?"

"This ...... It doesn't matter, okay, go with you," Nurman sighed, "But you have to go and rest today, this place is not suitable for you to stay at the moment, although the inner city is safe, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no chaos." ”

"Then I'm going to be with my father even more."

"Ravali."

The girl grinned: "Okay, okay, I know, then I'll go to sleep first, Father, good night, may Andima be with you." ”

Nurman nodded slightly, but stopped her again, "Wait a minute, Ravali. ”

"What's wrong, father?"

"That's right, there's a guest in the inner city, and I asked her to ......"

Lavali blinked and looked at her father with some curiosity.

And after this daughter left, the middle-aged mystic wizard returned here, and this time he brought a new message:

"The prisoner was rescued."

Nurman frowned: "What's the matter, didn't you say that they didn't just arrive at the barracks?" ”

"They may have split their forces."

"But you said that the opponent's strength is limited, how can you save the rest of the people after dividing the troops?"

"Some of them are some of the best guys."

Nurman shook his head: "Their spellcaster has just been rescued, and there are no powerful guys among the remaining people. ”

The middle-aged mystic's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, he had boasted about Haikou before, but he didn't expect things to develop as he expected. Instead of fleeing the fortress and not being captured as he had imagined, the other party marched towards the inner court - this bold move was not only him, but even the governor in front of him was a little unexpected.

But this unexpected move naturally caught them off guard. In fact, just as Fang Yu expected, the mystics concentrated their forces on the front line of the outer areas, only preventing them from escaping outward, without considering the situation inward. Once they broke through that line of defense, they took the lead everywhere, and everywhere they didn't expect the mysticists, leaving the other side scrambling.

The middle-aged mystic was actually here to ask for Nurman's support this time.

At present, the Templar Knights and the outer guards have all been sent out by them, but in the case of confusing information and unable to determine the specific location of the other party, in this intricate fortress, the little force they have on hand is simply a drop in the bucket. At the moment, the only thing left was to mobilize the more than 2,000 soldiers and knights stationed in the inner city—no, not even that many, and a third of them would be enough to pull the net to find those hateful rats.

But to use these armies, which nominally belonged to the King of Sand, there was only one person in the castle who had such power, and that was the Governor.

"The forces in the inner city must not move."

Of course, Nurman knew the other party's thoughts, and directly rejected the other party's thoughts, Nurman knew very well what his mission was, and he was never fooling around with these warlocks anyway. Although he also knew that it might be just an accident as the other party said, the 'rats' outside didn't really think anything about Bein Fortress.

But he wasn't going to take that risk.

However, for the sake of the face of his allies, he still did not say anything to death. Nurman thought for a moment and replied, "However, there are about a hundred soldiers in charge of guarding and patrolling the inner city and the inner court, and I can hand them over to you for the time being." This is the last thing I can do to help, and at the risk of weakening the defenses of the inner city, if you can't do it, find a way to explain it to Your Majesty. ”

The middle-aged mystic's face was a little ugly.

But he also understood that this was the last compromise that the other party could make, more than a hundred people were a drop in the bucket, but it was better than nothing, he nodded, and still expressed his gratitude.

Seeing his appearance, Nurman couldn't help but remind: "Be careful in the direction of the inner city, they may continue to go deeper." ”

"Impossible," the middle-aged man shook his head: "It's impossible, they went to the inner court just to save people, I just miscalculated the arrogance and determination of these people, but it won't do them any good to continue to go deeper." By the way, I have one more request, Lord Governor. ”

Nurman looked at the other as if he had guessed what he was going to say, and replied, "I can hand her over to you, but you'd better keep her safe, and only for one night." ”

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, they are the only companion left who has not been rescued, as long as she is still in our hands, we can always catch each other's feet." ”

"I hope so."

To be honest, Nurman was not optimistic about the other party's plan, but he didn't want to interfere with anything, so he only nodded faintly. At the same time, he had a headache, how should he explain this matter to his daughter, and just agreed to the other party, so he sent her 'history teacher' as bait.

If everything goes well, it's fine, but if someone really rescues him, he can only take action.

"Thank you very much." After waiting for the answer he wanted, the middle-aged secret warlock finally pulled down his face and sincerely thanked him.

In fact, he was not worried about how to explain to the King of Sand, but more worried about how to explain to Lord Ebenny if he made such a big mess.

……

Fang Yu took a moment to explain to Luo Yu and the two of them what was going on, and of course he didn't need to hide it from his own people, and he also told him about the Mystic, the possible relationship between the Bein City Lord and the King of Sand. After listening to this, Luo Yu couldn't help but ask a little strangely:

"So, the purpose of the Sand King Babaltan and Her Royal Highness the Celestial Princess seems to be in conflict?"

Fang Yu was a little silent, this was actually where he was confused. Of course, the premise was that Deran didn't lie to him, but there seemed to be no reason for the other party to lie to a stranger, and the information he had heard from those two servants not long ago seemed to point to such a possibility.

"What do you guys think?"

He looked at Luo Yu, the reason why he asked the two of them this question was actually to brainstorm and see if Luo Yu and the others could find something that they hadn't been able to detect. But it's mainly Luo Yu, and he doesn't expect this guy to put forward any constructive suggestions.

Thinking of this, Fang Yu glanced at the second middle school boy with red eyes and red forehead a little angrily, and the latter had a straight face, as if nothing had happened before.

"Actually, I think it's very simple," what Fang Yu didn't expect was that the box looked at him and took the initiative to speak: "This is a conspiracy, maybe Her Royal Highness didn't tell us the truth from the beginning, maybe it was the Sand King Babaltan who planned all this, and ordered his subordinates to attack and kill her biological mother." ”

So the two turned against each other, and for so many years, Her Royal Highness the princess has not given up investigating the real cause of her biological mother's death, and finally let her find some clues from some smugglers. But at this critical juncture, Barbartan, the King of Sands, instructed the Mystics to destroy the merchants first. ”

"And we just happened to run into it."

The box smacked its mouth, and finally added: "So it's as simple as that." "It was as if he was proving a math problem and writing 'proof done' at the end.

Fang Yu looked at this guy in a little surprise, and asked in a tone of caring for mentally handicapped children, "So, where did you hear such a twisted and bizarre story?" ”

"It's the killer's intuition," the secondary two boy replied mysteriously, "only the killer can understand the killer, ouch-"

……