Chapter 163: Yesterday Repeats
The dazzling light filled the room, like a small sun, and the light leaked through the window and was still visible in the daytime, and it was not long before the innkeeper noticed that the room was strange, and ran upstairs with the key in his hand.
At this moment, three men with black cloth covering their heads and wearing dark robes happened to come from around the corner.
"Boss," the tall man at the front stretched out his arm to grab the middle-aged boss's arm, "who lives over there." β
The innkeeper didn't know the identity of the other party, but everyone in the Cabez continent knew that wearing a robe and carrying a cane was far more dangerous than that of a drunkard, so the boss decisively chose to tell the truth, "I don't know!" They were just a couple of outlanders, dressed in fancy clothes, but I didn't know what they did. β
The tall man glanced back at his companion, then let go of his hand.
"I'm sorry, but the light in that room is uncomfortable for us, and we want to talk to the tenant." He apologized in a calm voice and explained the purpose of the three of them, and then asked knowingly, "Where are you going?" β
"That's great! I was about to remind them that if they don't mind, let's go together. The boss had a smile on his face, to be honest, although he didn't know whether Green and the others had noble status, but Albert's mage image also made him very jealous, for fear that if he offended the other party a little, he would turn himself into a rat with a wave of his hand. In the boss's thoughts, if there were more people going, Green and the others should not act rashly, and he would be more confident.
Hell, are these guys crazy poor? How can there be so many wizards living in my shop lately!
The innkeeper complained that the general impression of the mage was only two words: dangerous and rich, and it was hard for him to imagine that this mysterious group of people did not live in a fancy mansion, but they had to run to his small shop.
But the belly slander is the belly slander. The innkeeper still moved his somewhat bloated body and led the three of them towards Green's room.
Knock knock knock -
The innkeeper subconsciously took a deep breath and reached out to knock on the door.
"Hello! I'm the owner of the hostel! Could you please open the door? β
Seconds passed, and no response came from the room.
The boss turned his head a little awkwardly, looked at the three people with expressionless faces, turned around and shouted again. But there was still no reply. So the boss stuck to the door, trying to hear the sound through the door panel.
ββ¦β¦ Ah......h
Oh!!!
The innkeeper instantly became excited, and the faint moaning sound made him reverie, and all the nobles and wizards were left behind. He felt that if he could open the door at this time, he would definitely see some beautiful scene, and since the other party did not answer, even if he forcibly opened the door, he would be his own reason, with this kind of careful thinking, the innkeeper hurriedly took out the key. Quickly find the one in the corresponding room and insert it into the keyhole.
The three masked wizards behind him glanced at each other and slowly clenched the staff in their hands.
As soon as the door lock opened, the innkeeper couldn't wait to push it open. The first moment the door was opened, the white light flowed like the purest and clearest milk, and it was only after a few seconds that the light dimmed. Enables people to see inside the room.
The innkeeper's breathing was instantly short.
There is a sweet smell that seems to be in the air. was inhaled by the boss who was the first to probe, and an expression of intoxication and enjoyment suddenly appeared on his face. He saw the scene inside the room, the mess in the room was subconsciously ignored by him, and the small eyes were completely attracted by the graceful carcass in the center of the room. The woman curled up on the ground, her long purple hair draped down her body, blocking her face and key parts. But Rao is so. The innkeeper still looked at it with straight eyes, and he swore that he had never seen such a wonderful body in his life, and that white skin made people greedy to look at. I can't help but want to bite into it. Although the innkeeper couldn't see the woman's face, he dared to pat his chest and assure him that compared to her, even the expensive whistle Wendy in the brothel was just a yellow-faced aunt.
For a moment, the innkeeper almost fell into a state of madness, his eyes were fixed on her, and he didn't even know that he subconsciously walked over, squatting next to the woman and trembling and stretching out his hands.
Ah, if I could sleep with this woman, I'd like to change my hotel!
But it was obvious that not everyone was obsessed, and the innkeeper wanted to get close to Fang Ze in the front, but the three people in the back showed shocked expressions on their faces. They only glanced into the house, and retracted their heads as if they were electrocuted, and the three of them quickly cast a small spell to cleanse the air around them, and then the tall man frowned at the figure of the innkeeper, and a small man next to him immediately walked over, and the moment before the innkeeper was able to touch the salty pig's hand to the woman's bare shoulders on the ground, the tip of the staff was lightly clicked, and a black light rushed into the back of the boss's head along the staff without any sluggishness, and the innkeeper's body shook violently, and his limbs stiffened and fell to the side with his eyes open.
The tall man walked over and glanced at the innkeeper with disdain, "...... Mortal. β
The third person, who had not moved, walked around the room, the tip of the staff in his hand was made of a volcanic crystal, as he walked around, it was dark and bright, and when he finally walked to the window, the crystal instantly lit up, but gradually dimmed to colorless, but the man was not disappointed, but showed a touch of joy, and walked back quickly, "Quinn Faji!" Definitely the Quinn Fa Seal! β
"Not activated?" The little man looked at the volcanic crystals that had lost their color and asked suspiciously.
"This is not an ordinary Quinn Seal," the third person said, seeing the puzzled expressions of his two companions, he had to explain in detail, "This is not the Quinn Seal that we use, or anyone else now, but the origin of the Quinn SealβI mean, this is the most authentic Quinn magic, very old, even if it is not the spell of Master Quinn himself, it is also derived from the Quinn Seal that he personally created and has not been lost!" This technique is much more powerful than the bullshit improvement tricks we have learned now! β
"What does that mean?" The little man still doesn't understand.
The one who answered him was a tall man, who, as the leader of the three, quickly understood what the third person meant, "This power is very important to our Funeral Society, it is equivalent to the inheritance of Master Quinn, and if we can take it back, the strength of the Funeral Society will be greatly increased." β
"That's great." The little man finally understood, "What are we waiting for?" Hurry up and get started! β
But this time, the third man frowned.
"Something went wrong." The tall man noticed the strangeness of his companion and hurriedly asked.
"I'm sure that our findings and probes are correct, but the power of the ZΓ i Quinn Seal is not present in the room. Perhaps......" he hesitated, looking back at where he was when the staff was at its brightest, "or maybe the magic was flowing through the window." β
"You mean it dissipated?" The little man's eyes widened.
"No, no, the magic that still exists after hundreds of years will not just disappear," the third person was obviously very professional in this aspect, "Since it is the origin power, maybe it will follow the clues in the invisible medium and fly to the location where other Quinn's magic is kept." If we had immediately notified the funeral congregation and conducted a massive search in Mierte, we might have found traces of its flow. β
"That's it." The tall man made a quick decision and was about to leave, but was stopped by the little man.
"What are they going to do?" The little man pointed to the innkeeper on the ground, and the naked woman who had not moved, "Killed?" β
The tall man shook his head, looked at the innkeeper and snorted disdainfully. "When the owner of the room comes back, this guy will naturally be in trouble. As for this woman, maybe it's the owner's companion or a plaything or something, make sure she's unconscious and go. β
The little man let out an "oh", turned around and kicked the innkeeper away, then crouched down beside the woman and reached out to pull her long hair open.
But that's just the way it goes. But as if some kind of shield had been activated, the little man's hand was "snapped" away.
"Damn it!" The little man exclaimed, "This bitch bites me!" β
The third person stopped the little man who wanted to return fire with his staff, walked over and tapped the tip of the staff to investigate, "...... It's a spell. Very low-level defense techniques, which should be used to protect against external interference, presumably the people who live in this room are also spell professionals, let me take a look. He moved his hand, quickly performing a few successive gestures, and then poked the tip of his staff lightly, as if poking a bubble, breaking an invisible barrier.
However, just in case, the third man did not let the little man continue his unfinished work, but took over, put a magic glove on himself, and carefully reached out to ruffle the woman's hair.
Then he was stunned for two seconds.
He finally understood why the innkeeper was like a sperm worm as soon as he entered the room, even after nearly five years of joining the funeral party that lacked interest in the living, he still couldn't help but be moved at the moment he saw this woman's delicate face, and it was hard to imagine that there was such a beautiful woman in this world, so delicate that it was like a peerless work of art, making him feel that any touch was a blasphemy.
"How?" The tall man stood in the doorway and urged.
The third person suddenly came to his senses, "Wait a minute. Then he was about to cast a probe spell, but the moment the magic fell on the woman, something unexpected happened.
She opened her eyes!
He has the highest mastery of spells among the three, and he boasts that he will not make any mistakes in casting spells, let alone this kind of low-level exploration technique, so when the woman opened her eyes, the third person was startled, and fell to the ground, and when he looked at the aqua blue eyes, he was even more shocked.
"Quinn!"
His companion hurriedly ran over and grabbed the third person, "What's the matter?" What Quinn? Didn't Quinn magic fly away? β
"It's her! She has traces of Quinn's seal on her body! The third person pointed to the woman, and the contact of the eyes occupied an extremely mysterious position in many spell professions, and many of the occult spells at the top were related to the eyes. He was still a little frightened when he thought of the essence of Quinn that had not completely dissipated from the woman's eyes when he looked at each other, "This woman has been inflicted with the Quinn Seal, maybe it has been too long, she has begun to absorb the Quinn Seal, I believe that there must be Quinn magic in her body!" β
The tall man couldn't help but gasp, and then thought of the value of a woman, and a surprised smile suddenly appeared on his face, "This is a great credit, we will definitely be promoted!" Take her away and give her to the funeral party! β
The third person nodded, took a deep breath, and cast a sleeping spell again, hitting the woman, and the beautiful woman only had time to let out a short cry for help before she fell to the ground in a dazed head. The little man walked over happily, tore off the quilt on the bed next to him, and skillfully wrapped the woman in one hand, as if he had done so countless times, and then carried the woman wrapped in a burrito on his shoulder, not at all like a weak mage.
The tall man took one last look at the room, "Let's go." β
The three black-clothed wizards quickly left Green's room and walked into the alley at the back of the hotel. They seemed to have planned something for a long time, and they had already prepared the horse-drawn wagon, and the three of them put the sheets wrapped in the woman in the cargo box, covered them with cover, and drove the van out.
Smack-
Perhaps because of the happy event falling from the sky, the three of them were a little less cautious, and when they drove out of the alley, they almost collided with a normal horse-drawn carriage.
"You idiots! Don't know how to drive? β
The coachman was taken aback, but fortunately he was skilled in driving and the horses were obedient, so he urgently stopped his horse to avoid a collision, and could not help but curse.
The tall man in the car apologized, not caring at all about the coachman's reprimand, he was now full of joy, and only expected that the funeral would be surprised to see the Quinn magic in this woman's body, and drove away quickly before the coachman could move.
"Did something happen?" A large, square-bearded face protruded from the carriage window.
"Just a few unsightly bastards, sir." The coachman hurriedly explained.
"Leave them alone, my friend, and keep driving." Big Face smiled, then retracted his head.
So the carriage continued on its way, turning the corner of the street and stopping at the main entrance of the hotel. (To be continued......)