A small episode obviously could not disturb Angela's interest, and she happily filled her stomach and watched the big scene until late at night.

By this time, the dinner was almost over, and the servants began to clean up the mess on the table, and one after another people either left or stayed here.

Angela chooses to leave alone, returning to the courtyard that the queen has arranged during the day.

Angela lived alone in the courtyard of Notta, and there was no shortage of houses in Delov at this time, partly because of the large number of people who died, and secondly, because people began to gather to live together, resulting in a large number of houses being idle.

It is rare for someone like Angela to live in a courtyard.

It's not that people don't like spaciousness, but if you want to do this, you need enough strength, enough strength to be targeted by ghouls and werewolves, and have the ability to protect yourself and even repel them, otherwise it's better to huddle together for warmth.

Tonight's moon is like a bow, but it is very bright, and the sky is full of stars, and the light spreads over the earth, resulting in a wonderful night.

Angela walked slowly on the side of the road, walking some distance, but she didn't find a single ghoul, and even occasionally ran into a group of soldiers passing by.

It seems that the security here is really good.

At least in the Dark Ages, it was a contradiction.

On the way, a group of soldiers escorting a carriage stopped next to Angela.

The carriage window was gently pushed open by a white and tender hand, and a slightly obese and fair-skinned middle-aged nobleman poked his head out and smiled at Angela in a friendly manner: "Your Excellency Angela, in the Lower Chakkin family, Marquis Baker, may I have this honor to give you a ride?" ”

With the information obtained from today's dinner, Angela knew that the Chuckkin family was a vampire family, occupying an important position in the vampire aristocracy of the Gaffen Kingdom.

Angela smiled at his invitation: "You don't have this honor." ”

The smile on Marquis Baker's face froze, and he nodded politely, retracted his head back into the carriage, and slowly closed the window.

The coachman whipped the horse's buttocks, and the carriage started slowly, and the wheels spun around as Angela drifted away.

In the carriage, the Marquis Baker's face was pale, his eyes were vicious, and he said softly to the coachman, "Tomorrow, you go to Cockroach Street." ”

The coachman stared intently ahead, nodding imperceptibly.

Angela stood there for a moment, yawned, listened to the slight collision between the tiles above her head, shook her head in boredom, and continued walking.

On the roof, a werewolf crouched there, his eyes lowered, watching Angela leave with the corner of his eye, watching Angela disappear from view.

Call!

He couldn't help but exhale lightly, and his slowly beating heart thumped, like a big drum beating rapidly, almost bursting out of his chest.

He is mediocre among werewolves, but he has an extremely practical talent, which is that his instincts are extremely strong, especially when it comes to life-threatening sensing.

It stands to reason that at such a close distance, he could easily kill a witch with a single blow, even if the witch had destroyed a city.

But in his induction, Angela is like a dragon that is pretending to sleep, very terrifying, and the existence that cannot be provoked at all, makes him stop in time, and does not dare to move at all until Angela leaves.

He slammed out his tongue, beads of sweat rolling down and soaking the tiles.

Really, it's dangerous!

On the second day, light rain.

The courtyard where Angela lived was busy, and servants shuttled back and forth, bringing Angela's booty, those furs and bones, to the empty rooms in Angela's courtyard.

Angela's bedroom door was closed, and she was not lazy to sleep, but actively preparing the equipment needed for the experiment.

Cockroach Street, in front of a simple house, an uninvited guest arrived.

He is the coachman of the Marquis of Baker and one of Marquis Baker's cronies, a powerful vampire.

But in front of this room, he did not dare to put on a shelf, but made a very low gesture, because he clearly knew that the person inside could not be provoked.

Not only because the other party is a powerful killer, but also because the other party is a madman, a madman who doesn't want to die.

The coachman thinks that his life is precious, and there is no need to offend a madman who is not willing to die and is proficient in assassination.

He knocked softly, and it opened.

The door was opened by a child dressed in a somewhat smelly garment, who looked at the driver curiously, and then stretched out his little hand.

The coachman took out a jewel and placed it in the child's hand.

The child nodded, turned to the side, let the driver in, and gently closed the door.

In the room, a pale, somewhat elegant white-haired middle-aged man was holding a paintbrush and drawing something on the drawing board, while a thrilling painting hung on the surrounding wall.

These paintings, without exception, are mushrooms made of flames and black smoke, which make the corners of the coachman's eyes jump.

He clearly knew the source of this thrilling scene, which was the scene of the moment when Ranshi City was destroyed by the witch.

After a while, the middle-aged man finally stopped, looked at his painting for a while, and shook his head in disappointment.

Then he looked at the coachman and said indifferently, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The coachman had a flattering smile on his face: "I have come to tell you good news." ”

"What's the news?"

The middle-aged man showed a gentle smile, and under this gentle smile, the coachman felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly said, "Angela, Angela, the witch who destroyed the city, is here." ”

The origin of this middle-aged man is mysterious, but one thing is recognized, and that is that he is from Troubled Rock City.

Since he is from Troubled Rock City, he must have a deep hatred for Angela.

So, as long as you tell him the news of Angela, with his character, he will definitely assassinate Angela.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man's next move was not at all what he expected, the middle-aged man's careless pupils radiated a terrifying light, and one stepped in front of him and grabbed his shoulder hard: "Who, Angela, Angela is here, where is she?" ”

The coachman showed a bright smile: "Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly......"

The coachman walked away with a satisfied smile, and the middle-aged man sat on the chair for a long time, then got up like crazy, ran to the bedroom, and took out an iron mask.

He hugged Tie Mian hard, sat on the edge of the bed and said excitedly, "Angela, Angela!" My mentor. ”

He was the killer of Chaos Stone City, and vaguely, he still remembered that day clearly, and at that moment, the huge fireworks mushroom opened a new door for him.

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