Of course, these gadgets were also taught to her by Piger temporarily. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Sister of the Fallen Angel has the power of calamity, but she doesn't know how to use this power, and many things are learned from Piger.

She picked up a dead branch from the side and broke off the redundant branches, leaving only five branches, which turned upside down to be in the form of a human. Then, as the energy of the fallen angel was slowly injected, the branches that were originally upside down on the ground slowly appeared from the bottom to the top, with straight legs, perfect waist, and towering

When the last strand of hair on the top of the puppet's head is revealed, the other two realize that the puppet is a replica of Anne, and there is no difference in the rest of the place except for the lack of agility in the eyes.

In the next second, before they had time to admire this magic, the puppet's eyes turned and became smart. In this way, there is no difference between the two Annes.

"That's amazing." Alice stepped forward curiously, stretched out her chubby palm and pinched it on the fake Annie's body, and said in surprise, "It's amazing, not only does it look the same, but even the skin is elastic, and even the temperature is the same as that of a human." ”

From Piger's professional point of view, making a puppet like this is quite remarkable. The illusion of temperature and elasticity can be felt by people, and its effect can be as good as that of a succubus.

Then the fake Anne stepped out of the shadows around the corner and walked past the side of the main street as if no one was around.

In the cold moonlight, such a woman with impeccable figure walking alone on the street should be regarded as very conspicuous. But because it's just a puppet made of spells, a "tangible illusion", it's always going to lack some popularity. When passing by the two paladin squires not far away, the two sleepy fellows were completely unaware of the existence of the person in front of them.

Anne and her group, who were hiding in the shadows, were so anxious that they simply picked up a stone from the ground and threw it forward. Impartially, it landed just on the instep of a paladin squire.

"Who?"

The paladin's attendant, who had almost fallen from sleepiness, felt the pain and immediately woke up, looked around with an alert gaze, and found the figure of the woman who was about to disappear in the shadows of the intersection.

"Arrest someone!"

The paladin squire, who had come to his senses, shouted loudly as he ran forward quickly. In the silence of the night sky, this shout not only woke up his companions who were almost asleep, but also alerted those at the intersection of the handlebars.

After that, like a gust of wind, the fake Anne ran from east to west, shuttling from junction to junction, followed by a large group of paladin squires. I don't know who released a red flare, and the high-ranking clergy sitting in the rear will be here in a matter of minutes.

However, before they arrived, Anne and the others had successfully come to the outside of the security office under the cover of night. Despite the similarly heavily guarded area, the sheriffs were unprotected by the Light and powerless by the forces of confusion, and the group was able to swagger inside.

Sheriff Davidson felt quite uneasy today. Just an hour earlier, the eyeliner he had placed near the chapel had returned to report to him that Anne and the others, who had been interrogated in the sanctuary, had fled with a gust of wind.

The news came as a shock to Davidson. In his subconscious, he had always thought that Anne could not be the Night Race, nor could she be in the company of the Night Race. Thinking back to the noble lady's every move, she revealed elegance all the time, and she really couldn't see any flaws.

At this moment, the sheriff came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, and sat down on the wood-colored leather sofa with tired eyes, not knowing what it smelled like. His father, who was second only to the Grand Duke of Efe in the Duchy of Fenier, would often say that he was too temperamental, and that this would be a fatal wound in the field of power.

As Davidson was stunned, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something on his precious carpet that seemed to move slightly. He looked over and saw that the tassels on the edge of the carpet were trembling slightly. However, this room is separated from the outside, so it is impossible for the wind to blow in.

Although this attentive commander is not good at power, he has some other talents. The slight tremor on the ground was quickly picked up by him, and at the same time, some slight marks appeared on the carpet.

Davidson picked up the teacup next to him and pretended to take a sip of tea, but the next second, his eyes were cold, and he threw the teacup in his hand forward.

"Whoosh!"

The trajectory of the teacup in a high-speed movement almost formed a straight line, but just a few meters away, it seemed to be choked by something, and it hovered strangely in mid-air.

Davidson quickly stepped back, pulling the old but still sharpened sword from the wall and pointing straight ahead.

"Come out!"

As his words fell, a black mist slowly dispersed, revealing the figures of several people from top to bottom. Anne with a calm face, Alice in shock, a knight with a teacup in her hand, and a vicious dog who always puts on a stinky face.

"You guys?"

Davidson's expression was stunned, obviously surprised by the presence of several people. But then he remembered his identity as sheriff, and suddenly put on a serious face.

"You're the Night Race?" Davidson asked. In fact, the black fog just now was enough to explain the problem, but the sheriff still wanted to hear a definite result.

Anne nodded.

"Then I don't think you should come here, but to the Inquisition of Light." Davidson's voice was cold, and the long sword in his hand didn't mean to let go in the slightest, "I shouldn't have trusted you in the first place. If I inflict death or injury on the citizens of the city because of my stupidity, I will never forgive myself. ”

Facing the red-eyed sheriff in front of her, Anne smiled slightly: "But we didn't do anything, did we?" If the sheriff really wants to know the cause and effect of the whole thing, I think we should sit down and talk about it, not the way it is. ”

"I'm not going to negotiate with the Night Race." Davidson said.

"We just want to tell you the truth of the matter."

Seeing that the man in front of him was still hesitating, Alice next to him suddenly jumped out. The girl in the water tank was full of anger and said very politely, "Eh, anyway, let's put down that damn sword first." This kind of gadget can scare me at best, but our Anne is not afraid at all. ”

Although she still felt a little hesitant, Alice's words undoubtedly had some effect. Davidson slowly lowered his arm. Indeed, the Night Race, which was able to resist the energy of Bishop Harvey's Holy Emblem, would definitely not take such a sword in its eyes.

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