In today's Erathia, the number and level of mages are no longer comparable to those before the Ice Apocalypse. Not to mention ordinary commoners in the kingdom, even local nobles such as smaller knights and lords are afraid that it is rare to see a mage once in their lives, let alone see real magic.

So, when a huge fireball exploded in front of him, mercilessly devouring and burning two of his men, including Scarface, to ashes, Zorenzo's body and mind were involuntarily filled with fear.

Outlaw thieves can be fearless of licking blood and fighting to the death, but in the face of magical magic with supernatural powers, most people will still instinctively feel fear and horror in their hearts.

However, they didn't know that the orange flame that devoured the two thieves in one bite was actually produced by a magic item that was not qualified, and this item turned out to be a game that Moriarty had disassembled from the equipment that had been largely scrapped from Bracada and assembled it according to the guidance in "Beginner Alchemy Guide". But even such a small fireball launcher that can only play a one-time role still lightly sends two lives into hell.

However, in the blink of an eye, Zoren Zuo forced himself to reply. Now that he has stepped through the gates of the Shell Villa and killed the slaves of the Ensberg family, there is no way back for the gamblers who have gone to the table.

"Rush... Kill it... Don't give that person time to cast a second spell! In an instant, a certain passage from Fox's letter flashed in Zollen's mind, and he immediately woke up, shouted and raised his sword to split the remaining stream of fire, and rushed into the study.

At this time, the other two subordinates were also awakened by Zorenzuo's shouting. Although his heart was palpitating, he had to step over the charred corpse of his companion and follow the leader into the room.

Moriarty stood at the innermost end of the study, the night breeze blowing in the window behind her, fiddling the candles on the table with light and dark.

Looking at Zorenzuo, who had a hideous face but a deep fear in his eyes, and two accomplices rushed through the thin curtain of fire and rushed into the study, Moriarty smiled coldly.

At this time, the low sound of holding the spell also came to an end in the study.

I saw Moriarty gently raise his left hand, stretched out his index finger, and aimed at the left side of Zoren, who was the leader. At the same moment, a cloud of silver light had condensed on his fingertips.

"Go."

Before the three on the other side could react, Moriarty let out a low cry, and a silver magic arrow flew out of his fingertips and hit Zorren's left chest in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh

Zoren Zuo had no room to dodge at all, and was directly hit through the lungs by the silver arrow, vomiting blood and fainting.

"Boss!"

When the two people in the back saw that Zoren Zuo was hit by a silver light and fell in a pool of blood, they were immediately frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to support him. It's just that no matter how the two called, Zoren Zuo didn't respond. It's just that blood bubbles are constantly "whirring" from the wound on his chest, like a fountain.

"Run!"

Seeing that Zoren's life and death were unknown, and that Moriarty on the other side seemed to be about to make a move, the two looked at each other, and then suddenly shouted together, turned around and fled towards the outside of the study.

Looking at the two who fled in a panic, Moriarty couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Truth be told, if the remaining two were not swayed by fear, and had fought their way forward, Moriarty would have had to climb out of the window behind him and go up to the rooftops to fight the enemy to the death. However, those two were not professional killers or soldiers, and when they saw the leader faint and their companions killed, their morale collapsed in an instant.

Moriarty sighed as he looked at Zorrenzuo, who was lying at the door of the study, his breath gradually fading, and the two corpses outside the door that still had a little embers. Then, pulling open the closet to the side, Moriarty pulled out a steel dagger from it, then walked briskly to the left side of the unconscious Zoren, and stabbed him in the neck. Immediately, Zoren writhed in pain a few times, and died of exhaustion. Then Moriarty took a few more steps to the window on the other side of the study and looked out in the direction of the downhill. …,

Under the bright moonlight, sure enough, two figures were running down the winding mountain road one after the other.

Moriarty lowered his steel sword, locked his gaze on the figure behind him, and began to cast spells again.

"Whoosh!"

Soon, another magic arrow pierced through the night, hitting the target's back with precision. A terrible scream immediately broke the silence of the night, and the figure behind the hall fell on the mountain road with a "snap" and died directly.

"There's one left... It's a pity..."Glancing at the last person who was about to speed into the shadows of the forest, Moriarty shook his head.

And at this moment, suddenly a crisp bowstring sounded, and a cone crossbow arrow as sharp as the fangs of a viper roared out of the darkness. With the howl of hell and the note of death, it shot through the back of the neck of the last fugitive with incredible precision, and then with great inertia, nailed the corpse to the end of the mountain road.

"That's—" Moriarty's pupils shrank slightly, and a name flashed through his mind.

"It seems that you are not a worthless aristocratic stupid young master." At this moment, a dark figure walked out of the darkness behind the side of the Shell Villa, walked to the window on the second floor, raised his head, and looked indifferently at Moriarty above, holding a crossbow machine of a military long crossbow in his hand.

"Long time no see, White." Moriarty looked at the uninvited guest and suddenly laughed: "Do you want to come in and have a drink?" ”

"Well, I hope the wine here isn't as light as water as Windsor Castle." Met Moriarty's gaze, White nodded lukewarmly, put away his crossbow, and stepped into the blood-soaked shell villa.

A few days later, when "Moriarty. The news of Sir Ensberg's attack on the Shell Villa and his unknown fate spread throughout the county, and the top members of the Kent nobility, including Viscount Salk, Lord Rother, Lord Herring, and even Viscount Maclelen, were furious. Of course, none was angrier than Baron Ensberg.

However, well-informed sources said that the attack on Moriarty was of a completely different nature from the previous kleptocratic invasion and appeared to be the work of Kent insiders. Moreover, some key evidence was also found on the bodies of the five thieves found at the scene.

And just yesterday, Viscount Salk and Viscount Macillron held a closed-door meeting at Windsor Castle. In addition to Baron Ensberg, Lord Rother, and Lord Herring, there was also the very intriguing Lord Royanta. After the meeting, according to the description of an unnamed steward at Windsor Castle, Lord Royanta's face was pale and almost indistinguishable from that of a dead man when he walked out of the room. Even more coincidentally, on the very night that Lord Royanta hurried back to the Rhineberg, word came out that Fawkes. The "bad news" that Luo Yanta died violently due to illness. At the same time, Harris, an old servant who had been serving Fawkes, also contracted the same serious disease, and died shortly after Fawkes's death.

The attack on Moriarty, the death of Fox, and the accident of two of Kent's "tragic figures of the year" undoubtedly add a strong heterogeneous color to the whole incident, and also provide countless information and evidence for those conspiracy theorists to analyze.

But in any case, on the table, the aristocrats of Kent are still as "united" and "fraternal" as ever. At the initiative of the two viscounts, all the families came together to issue a statement condemning the despicable acts of the thieves and pledged to fight against violence in the county.

However, all of this Qiē has nothing to do with Moriarty. Although it was a little earlier than planned, Moriarty was able to start her magical journey on the whole.

Without the help of his family, early one morning, Moriarty left his makeshift residence in the town of Yat without saying goodbye and embarked on a journey south with a caravan called Doro. He was accompanied by White, who had become a "follower" of Moriarty. …,

Kent and Bracada are thousands of miles apart, and it would take one to two months to make a one-way journey at the speed of a normal caravan. Halfway through, you'll have to pass Fort Ford and traverse the treacherous Hurricane Wasteland to finally arrive. As a result, solo travelers often choose to join a caravan and hit the road together. Although the traveler needs to pay a certain amount of money for the "free ride", it is still worth it compared to the dangers on the way.

The Dora caravan chosen by Moriarty was a medium-sized chamber of commerce with its headquarters in the north of the kingdom. Angela's caravan.

Unlike several caravans of the Ensberg family, the Caravan of Doro was a completely neutral caravan, with no master-servant dependency with the nobles of Kent, and had always been low-key and reputable, which is why Moriarty finally chose this caravan as his "coach".

Of course, Moriarty concealed his identity when he entered the caravan. However, with a note from Hugo's butler of the Engsberg family, and Moriarty's willingness to pay two hundred gold coins for himself and his companions, Franklin, the steward of the Doro caravan, was quite happy to accept the two temporary travelers and assign a half-worn carriage to Moriarty.

Stripped of his ornate aristocratic attire, the Morati was lined with soft armor and covered with an old black robe, looking no different from an ordinary young adventurer. On the contrary, White, although he also wears ordinary robes, his long military career has already left a clear mark on this young man's body. Fortunately, the caravans sometimes hired retired Kingdom soldiers as bodyguards, so White's cunz zài was not so conspicuous.

On the first night of leaving the town of Athe, the caravan camped out on the outskirts of a small farmstead. Because of the large number of people in the caravan, there were not enough places for everyone to stay overnight in the farmstead. Therefore, it is customary for the caravan to camp on a campfire outside the village.

After a brief discussion with Franklin's steward, Moriarty took out three gold coins and bought a full-grown pig from the village as a meal for tonight's caravan. And this deliberate move was immediately warmly cheered and praised by more than 100 people in the whole caravan. Although not everyone is entitled to a mouthful of sweet pork, at least a bowl of fragrant broth is always guaranteed. And this is a rare enjoyment for the bottom team members of the caravan who have worked hard all day.

Sure enough, the score of the new book list is updated every two days, and I just looked at it, 5000+, it seems that 10,000 this week is Mu Hope. But no matter what, today's four watches still have to be completed.

Strive for votes~~~