For ordinary people, that big fireball in the sky is an ugly firework, but for those who really know what it is, it changes color in the next moment; Among them, there was the female cavalry captain who was guarding near the Daslick Grand Theater - the female cavalry commander very simply left half of the manpower, and with the rest of the ordinary manpower, she surrounded a three-story small building with a chimney at the vertical mark of the explosion.

And in the next moment, the female cavalry captain saw Ted with a solemn face, and at Ted's request, the remaining rangers guarded the surroundings, and only the female cavalry captain entered the small building alone - it was a full half an hour before these rangers saw their captain come out of the small building, and during this time, several medical aid teams entered the small building; And looking at the way their captain looked like water, all the Rangers understood that something big had definitely happened.

However, no one dared to come forward to ask, not even the female rangers who kept shouting the female cavalry commander's sister, they only looked at each other with worried looks; After all, this is in the middle of a mission, and the distinction between public and private is exactly what the female cavalry commander has always asked all the rangers under her command to do.

"Lord Hessel!"

The female cavalry captain who had just walked out of the small building suddenly bowed to an old man who was hurrying over, and in the voice of his captain, the surrounding rangers realized that the tower master of the moonlit night had appeared beside them; The old man raised his hand to stop them from saluting, and asked straight to the female cavalry commander—

"How is he?"

The Lord of the Moonlit Tower spoke very quickly, and for the first time, the Rangers noticed the anxiety on the face of this venerable old man.

"Most of it is outside of some skin trauma. The most serious is the right arm. Although ......" Speaking of this, the female cavalry commander suddenly thought of something. His voice suddenly lowered, and he avoided the name that was about to blurt out, and turned to something else: "He's strong, but such a direct explosion still makes his right hand not want to use any force for the next few weeks!" ”

"With me, he won't have any sequelae, at most, he just needs to hold a knife and fork with his left hand!" After hearing the words of the female cavalry commander, after a relieved smile appeared on the face of the tower lord of the moonlit night, the old man gently patted the female cavalry commander on the shoulder. comforting each other.

"You go and stay on duty first! Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest! ”

"Thank you for your help, Lord Hessel!"

After bowing to the old man again, the female cavalry captain left the small building with her own rangers, and returned to the door of the Daslik Grand Theater; However, whether it was the rangers under the command of the female cavalry chief, or the demon hunters who came to participate in the celebration in the crowd, they could see that the female cavalry commander was in a trance; Even some ordinary tourists can feel the heavy heart of this female guard.

"I didn't expect that Elsie still has such a side. He is a professional-level actor! Ted stood behind the window on the third floor of the small building, watching the female cavalry captain appear downstairs and meet the tower master of the moonlit night. Until the departing figure, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Sure enough, women are natural actors!" ”

"Whether Elsie is a natural actor or not, I can't be sure, but what I can be sure of is that if you fail this time, then you will definitely be laughed at! After all, this was the first time in nearly fifty years that the Moonlight level would be injured after the Solar level had encountered it! ”

"Lord Hessel!"

With the voice of the Lord of the Tower on a Moonlit Night, the figure of the old man appeared on the stairs - different from the current room layout, this small building maintained the architectural style of hundreds of years ago, the third floor is not divided into several rooms, but a large overall room; In this room, there is a circular coffee table directly opposite the stairs from the second to the third floor, three chairs are placed around the coffee table, and on the coffee table is a lotus leaf-shaped table lamp and a kettle, and several tea cups are placed on it in an orderly manner.

Walking past the coffee table, there is a group of books, but there are very few books on it, only basic pictorials and magazines; Next to the bookshelf was a double bed where Ye Qi was lying, and there were many bottles of bandages and potions scattered around, and before he even walked in, there was a smell of medical alcohol.

"Lie down, since you have decided to pretend to be injured, then be thorough!"

The tower master of the moonlit night, who walked to the side of the bed, suddenly emitted a faint white light, although it was bright, but it was by no means dazzling, and there was a faint warmth; The white light lasted for about five minutes or so before it dissipated.

"With my 'treatment', these bandages don't need to be tied, but if you have an 'injured right arm', do you remember what to do?"

"Of course!"

Ye Qi smiled and nodded.

"Come on, tell me more about what happened!"

The old man looked at Ted, who was standing aside, and beckoned - although the Lord of the Tower of the Moonlit Night knew a rough idea of everything that happened today because of Ted's report, the detailed process was not clear; Especially the part that suddenly appeared later, 'Ye Qi was injured', he didn't know anything at all, so after receiving Ted's vague news before, the old man hurried from the Tower of Moonlit Night to Shak's city.

"Yes, Lord Hessel! Here's the thing......"

Ted immediately walked to the side of the tower master of the moonlit night, and told the old man in great detail what had happened - and in the process of telling, even if he knew that the other party's behavior had been stopped, but when he heard that there were nearly thirty bombs, the old man's face couldn't help but change; However, he did not interrupt Ted's speech, and it was not until Ted had finished speaking that the old man shook his head and sighed.

"A completely distorted soul no longer belongs to humanity! Like the mad spirits tormented by emptiness, all that remains in the soul is hatred and tyranny! "The sigh of the tower lord on a moonlit night was filled with heartfelt sorrow—these were not crocodile tears, but truly from the bottom of my heart; As an old man who had been persecuted by the Inquisition. For the place that inflicted painful memories on him. Naturally, there is hatred; But. Along with this hatred is an instinctive glimmer of pity; It's like, right now.

However, as the Lord of the Moonlit Night, this old man naturally knew what he had to do; His face froze, and he commanded Ted, "Search immediately, any traces of gunpowder or anything related to bombs; and at the mercy of the decree, in the future, when entering the Shak, these things will be considered contraband; Contact the highest government personnel in Shak. Let them start issuing decrees that those who carry contraband will not only be imprisoned, but will also be held legally responsible! ”

"Also, please speed up the interrogation of those guys, I need a clear interrogation record after dawn!"

"Understood, Lord Hessel!"

Ted bowed down and quickly disappeared down the stairs - as the guardian of the Tower of the Moonlit Night, and also the assistant to the tower owner, it was Hessel who issued the order, and the one who conveyed and carried out the order. is undoubtedly Ted.

Looking at the departing Ted, his back disappeared behind the stairs. The Tower Lord of the Moonlit Night took a deep breath at this time, turned to look at Ye Qi and said, "Ye, thank you so much this time!" If that guy really succeeds, Shak will suffer an incalculable loss! ”

"As a witcher, that's what I'm supposed to do!" Ye Qi immediately shrugged his shoulders in the face of the old man's thanks: "What's more, the director of the inquisition himself came for me; Otherwise, how could he use such extreme measures? ”

"It seems that this old opponent of mine is really very concerned about whether or not you have entered the sun! Even at such extreme means to probe ...... There was no shortage of such fellows in the Inquisition; The general attack method of the 'martyrs' has completely extinguished the respect for life! After the Tower Lord of the Moonlit Night pondered for a moment, he looked directly at Ye Qi and asked, "You have already seen this kind of attack, so how sure are you about the next action?" ”

"Lord Hessel, you don't want to ask me how sure I am, but you still want me to stay in Shak, right?" Ye Qi, who asked the tower master of the moonlit night, said with a smile: "For Xia Ke, I am very willing to retire here; It's just that it's not the time yet, and there are so many things that I need to accomplish; And when these things are done, I want you to assure you that I will definitely stay in Shak! ”

"As for the plan this time? Once we've 'released' the news, it's up to us to see what the 'backhand' decides! Ye Qi pretended to be helpless.

"Iyeta won't let you down!"

Looking at Ye Qi's pretended helpless appearance, the tower master of the moonlit night couldn't help but smile.

"Then we'll see!"

Ye Qi also smiled and nodded.

……

The sacred forest area, the sacred mountain, still releases light even at night; And under the cover of this light, the place deep underground, is pitch black—not only dark, but also very quiet, except for the occasional shaking of the torture instruments, and the sound of the noise, there is no sound here, and anyone who stays here will have a feeling of being suppressed and suffocated.

However, among these people was by no means Iyeta, sitting on the only chair in the Inquisition, the head of the Inquisition, dressed in linen robes, who was like a king patrolling his kingdom with that sharp gaze, and under this sharp gaze, the priest with the sword who came to report fell on one knee and waited quietly for the question of the lord in front of him—

"Shak's Dragon is injured?"

After a long time, when the priest with the sword was almost drenched in sweat, the head of the Inquisition spoke—though it was a questioning statement, but the tone was very flat; Even the person who knew the director of the inquisition the most could not guess what the other party was thinking at the moment.

"Yes, sir!"

The priest with the knife, who had been waiting, heard the question of the lord in front of him, and when the news that was about to be imprinted in his mind was all said: "Wendeby used himself as a bomb and threatened the hundreds of civilians around him, and when he suddenly detonated the bomb, he was stopped by the dragon of Shak; Although the ordinary civilians were out of range of the explosion, the Shak Dragon was affected by the explosion, especially the right arm; In the news I got before, the tower master of the moonlit night has already taken action to treat the dragon of Shak! ”

Now, Mistress Chinika asked. Do you want to take the opportunity to plan for the next step? ”

Click, click, click......

Hear the report from your subordinates. Iyeta didn't answer immediately. Rather, he pondered slightly, and the hand resting on the back of the chair tapped gently—a habitual movement of the head of the Inquisition when he was thinking; And looking at the lord who made such a move, the priest with the knife who was still kneeling on one knee obviously understood how important the dragon of Shak, who had risen among the younger generation, was in the heart of this lord.

"Follow the original plan! Tell Chinica that if she finds something wrong, she can choose to retreat! ”

While waiting, the priest with the knife received an affirmative answer.

"Yes. My lord! ”

"Also, add Wendebi as the main priest and enter the Holy Spirit Temple!"

The director of the Inquisition added.

"Your mercy will be my glory!"

In the face of such an addition, the priest with the knife immediately responded with respect to the sublime level, and then slowly withdrew from the small hall, and closed the door of the small hall slowly without making a sound, although he knew in his heart that such a task required a quick and rapid response. But the details that should have been taken when leaving the chapel were still remembered by the priest with the sword; After all. Whoever can't remember this will cease to exist; And this priest with a sword may be so unreserved and ruthless with others, but he definitely does not want to face this dilemma himself.

When the door was completely closed, the head of the Inquisition did not leave the only chair in the room, he still sat in it, not even changing the angle of his gaze; Only the sound of the index finger and the handle of the chair that had just stopped appeared again—

Click, click, click......

Compared with the previous percussion, this time it was undoubtedly more powerful, and the rhythm became more and more rapid; Like the beat of a drum kit, dense as a storm; Then, stunned.

The head of the Inquisition, who rose from his chair, walked slowly towards the door, outside which was a long corridor full of torture instruments; The only light sources here are the small magic crystals on the ceiling that are almost one-tenth the size of normal size, and they are installed every ten yards; Therefore, darkness is still the theme of the whole corridor, and nothing else is added, at most there is a different kind of haze and trance in it.

And the figure of the director of the Inquisition loomed in this haze and walked in one direction, and every time he passed a fork in the road, he almost didn't have to recognize that he had his own choice, and the original dim light, after choosing again and again, only became more and more dark; And when the head of the Inquisition chose a fork in the road for the seventh time, the entire corridor was completely devoid of light, and darkness completely enveloped the entire corridor, and it was filled with a stronger smell of blood and corpses than anywhere before.

"Lord Iyeta!"

When the head of the Inquisition reached the end of the darkened corridor, a door with a shimmering red light appeared in front of him; In the surrounding darkness, two guards stepped out of it and saluted respectfully to the head of the Inquisition in front of them—but the stiff movements, the pale faces, made this respectful salute completely devoid of the flavor of due respect, and only weird; It's as if a resurrected corpse is doing a pilgrimage.

"Is Moran back?"

Without looking at the two guards, the head of the Inquisition stared straight at the gate in front of him—a gate of black and red, without any pattern, but the red glimmer attracted more attention than any pattern, the slight glimmer of the landscape, like a pool of blood splashed on the wall, and followed the gravity downstream; Although it is viscous, it does not solidify.

"Warden Chief, haven't come back yet!"

Dull, hoarse voices echoed in front of the gate; The director of the Inquisition frowned unconsciously, and then, taking a step forward, he was about to push open the door in front of him; However, the two guards, who had been unusually respectful before, stood in front of the warden at this time.

"No one is allowed to enter or leave the Prison without the Warden's order!"

"Not even me?!"

The Inquisition's tone was still flat, but his eyes were sharpening and almost piercing; However, even under such gaze, the two guards did not change in any way—their faces were pale, their bodies stiffened, and their voices remained dull in their answers.

"Anyone, including you!"

Airplanes!

With this answer, two pillars of burning at the stake suddenly appeared behind the two guards, and the chains that seemed to come to life tied them up, and then, in the next moment, the flames rose into the sky, turning the two guards into two huge humanoid torches.

It's just that, under the scorching heat of such flames, the guards who have become two huge humanoid torches did not make any screams, until a few breaths later, they turned into a puddle of fly ash - then, the red light on the gate suddenly lit up, and the next moment, the two guards who had turned into fly ashes appeared in front of the gate again.

"Lord Iyeta, please come back!"

The voices of the two guards were still dull.

PS The first update ~~~ timing~~~ (to be continued.) )