Chapter Twenty-Six: A Midsummer Night

"His target is Els?!"

Ted shouted in surprise.

"Elsie should be just one of the targets! Although, it must be the most important of them, but if you only shoot at one target, it is really a waste of Midsummer Night's opportunity to have a good time! Ye Qi shook his head at first, and then sneered: "After all, there are not many people who can have a relationship with me in Shak; Moreover, if he was able to discredit the Demon Hunter Headquarters while attacking me, the director of the Inquisition would naturally be very happy! ”

With a wave of his arm vigorously, Ted immediately scolded in a low voice-

"Damn it, I finally understand what is going on in this Holy See negotiation, but what is going to be His Excellency Tkawicitch; If something happens to Shakzheng, His Excellency Tkawicz, as the head of this negotiation between the Holy See, will naturally be guilty, but His Excellency Tkavic's status as a neutral person makes it impossible for us to take any action at all! ”

"Moreover, even if we detain His Excellency Tkawicz, it will have no effect on the head of the Inquisition; On the contrary, it helped him, giving him the opportunity to cut off the remaining power of Tkavich within the Holy See; And take this as an opportunity to challenge us again, so as to improve your reputation again! ”

Speaking of the back, Ted almost gritted his teeth, his already huge eyes, widening more and more, and the anger contained in them was almost about to ignite the surroundings - Ted naturally had reason to be so angry, as a traditional witcher, he had the same understanding of family and friends as most witchers, which was regarded as precious as life; Although Els's relationship with him is just ordinary friends. But the relationship with Ye Qi is well known; He once lost his wife and daughter. It's very clear. What a state of affairs that I don't want to remember.

As Ye Qi's friend, he definitely doesn't want his friend to experience the same heartbreaking, insensitive walking dead life as he did—those days were gray in Ted's life, and he couldn't recall them calmly; And because of this, he understands how difficult it is to get out of it.

And it was clear that the head of the Inquisition of the Holy See was going to use this experience to strike his friend with such an experience, to make his friend collapse, or simply become a meteor in a flash, as the guardian of the Tower of the Moonlit Night. And he has been helping the Lord of the Tower of the Moonlit Night to deal with official documents, and he has already come into contact with some secrets that only the truly strong know about the Dao; Although he was not very thorough, he had already understood what those truly strong people meant to the current Demon Hunter Headquarters.

No, this guy has to be killed!

The thoughts in his heart changed rapidly, Ted's anger cooled rapidly, and his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

"Ye Qi, I'm going to kill that guy!"

Ted stood up straight from the roof, and tried to jump off.

"Wait!"

Before Ted could jump, Ye Qi grabbed the other man's arm, and he pointed below because the celebration parade was about to begin. And the lively crowd said, "You go on like this." It will only create more chaos; Moreover, if you want to accomplish what I said, you can't do it alone! ”

"He still has helpers?" Ted was stunned.

"Otherwise, do you think he can split into several targets in such a crowded celebration?" Ye Qi asked rhetorically, turned around and continued to look at the crowd below, and said slowly: "Although Shak is under our control, the strength of the defense is more inclined to the vicinity of the central castle in the suburbs; In urban areas, it's more of a routine check; After all, for the tourist destination of Shak, relaxation is its theme, not an interrogation-like interrogation! ”

"Especially during the Midsummer Festival, there are almost ten times as many people from all over the world, and it is so easy to hide one or two people in these crowds! Do you think that our Shak can be like the Holy Forest District, so that those who enter have no place to escape and be exposed? ”

"And we're just keeping an eye on him now?" Ted asked.

"Of course not, what we have to do is not only keep an eye on him, but also inform the ranger captains in each area to be ready for all defenses!" As soon as Ye Qi's words were finished, Ted walked up to the witcher standing beside him and began a new command - and as a demon hunter who had been listening, he had already understood the current situation, and after getting Ted's approval, he immediately disappeared from the roof.

Although the streets are full of people, the rooftops are still empty; In particular, Shak, who has retained the architectural style of hundreds of years ago, is the tallest building in the city with the bell tower in the center of the city, and most of the remaining buildings are small two- or three-story single-family buildings - although there is a corresponding separation between the buildings, it is not a problem for the sharp-wielding witcher at all.

"I'm summoning some people to come over, and there will definitely be no shortage of people to contact that guy!"

Ye Qi stared at the figure in the crowd and said without looking back.

"I know it!"

Ted nodded, and immediately climbed through the window and jumped into the room on the roof beneath his feet—the Witcher's headquarters, a semi-public stronghold in the city of Shak; In addition to being used as temporary accommodation and transportation vehicles, it also serves as an emergency contact; For example, at this moment, Ted just entered the room and gestured to the owner of the room who had been waiting in front of the window, and in less than ten minutes, twenty witchers appeared in the room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's very frustrating to have such a situation on Midsummer Night!" After explaining the previous situation in a general way, Ted first spread his hands to the witchers who appeared in the room, and then, his face changed, and he said with a slightly hideous expression: "However, if they dare to do such a thing in Shak, we have to let them understand that Shak not only has a grand celebration, but also has a witcher who is in line with his prosperity!" ”

"Now, let's go and 'educate' well, those guests who don't know how to be polite!"

……

This is an opportunity!

Wendeby knows it perfectly. What did I join in this negotiation entourage for – power, status, and the respect that came with it. This is what he has been waiting for for years. And have been looking forward to it; Opportunity is always reserved for those who are prepared, and that's a phrase that Wendeby believes in, and he does it according to it.

His abilities weren't suited to combat, but in some ways they were incredibly useful, and with a calm heart, Wendeby thought he could succeed in this mission—and for now, he thought back to the look of surprise on his face when he took it. I couldn't help but laugh secretly; It is true that this mission has absolute risks, but with the risks must be equal interests.

The person who belongs to his actions is getting closer and closer, and Wendeby has even constructed the image of the other party in his mind, although there is still a crowd in front of him, but there is only him and his 'goal' in his mind.

'At ten o'clock in the evening, blow up the winning bid shop for excellence! ’

Such words went straight to the bottom of the other party's heart through his ability, and then. In this way, Wendeby passed by the other party; Both of them had the kind of smiles on their faces that were expecting the celebration, no different from those around them; Merely. In the depths of their hearts, there is a glitter of malice that seems to be a substance.

'At ten o'clock in the evening, kill that traitor and burn down his grocery store!' ’

'At 10:15 p.m., the bomb was planted in a nearby hotel! ’

……

The words followed Wendeby's progress to the hearts of the black-clothed deacons who were waiting in the crowd, and when the last one was transmitted, Wendeby took out a five-dollar bill and bought a glass of about a liter of ale from the street shop, drinking it and walking towards his ultimate goal, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile of joy that could not be concealed - so far, it was smoother than he expected, at least, the several sets of plans he had prepared did not need to be activated; And once these previous goals are successfully completed, it will undoubtedly greatly reduce his difficulty for him to complete the most difficult goals.

Although he is accustomed to doing everything as a decision-maker, the most important goal at this moment has to be done by himself—not that there are not enough people to be sent, but that he needs to complete the great fame that he will gain after completing this matter; Compared with the behind-the-scenes manipulators, the people who carried out the plan are always remembered.

The positions of the three presiding judges have been vacant for a long time......

Thinking about the most ideal position in his heart, Wendeby's heart was red - although his strength and natural ability at the moment were not enough to win such a position, as long as the task was completed beautifully enough, then he was qualified to get such a position.

I've got to get to that position, even if my abilities are only perks!

You bastards who don't understand such great powers, I'm going to make you look good!

Wendeby thought of being looked down upon and ridiculed by his colleagues because of his auxiliary ability, especially when he thought of the people who were in the same group as him at the beginning, except for those who died, and the worst one had reached the position of the chief priest at this moment; And after he was still a priest with a knife who hadn't changed for ten years, the resentment in his heart began to tear at his reason.

In the Inquisition, the black-clothed deacons cultivated were all strictly screened, almost in a brainwashing way; Some of the best of them were able to advance to a higher level: the priesthood with the sword—however, there were some people who had special talents and talents who could directly qualify as priests with the sword; Undoubtedly, such a qualification is a step to the heavens for those black-clothed deacons who have gone through a lot of hardships to achieve their current status, and they should be filled with endless jealousy.

However, those who are 'gifted by God' have indisputably strong special abilities, and in the Inquisition they have already learned how to deal with the strong, and when the deacons in black do not take the initiative to make trouble, however, when there is a presence among these 'gifted' people who has special abilities but does not have any offensive power, the situation is not so wonderful - although it is not possible to directly teach the other party with fists or more direct swords, some cynicism will become commonplace; Especially with the passage of time, when the same group of people rose step by step, only that one of them still stood still. Such cynicism. Naturally, it will get worse.

And Wendeby is in such a situation. spent ten years - in order to reduce the chance of being ridiculed by others, in addition to receiving the necessary living necessities every month, he stayed in the room and constantly worked hard to exercise his ability and body; From the beginning of the five-yard range to the fifty-yard range that can talk to the established existence at will, Wendeby thinks that he has paid extremely hard, of course, on the other hand, Wendeby has become a freak in the eyes of everyone.

And the existence of freaks may be avoided in other places. But in the Inquisition, it was the object of everyone's curiosity—of course, such curiosity was not as simple as it seemed; In fact, there are always a few 'leisure bets' around Wendeby, such as: the simplest one, who can provoke him?

In the face of such a 'leisure game', it is very natural that all kinds of teasing and verbal attacks are increasing; And after a few weak resistances, Wendeby wisely chose to let the other party's teasing and verbal attacks, and he just had to turn a blind eye - after all. Aside from his special abilities, his body is not very good. It can only be regarded as an average level, and some fighting skills, after his efforts, are only better than passing; With such a comprehensive strength, if it is against an ordinary black-clothed deacon, there is naturally no problem, but after facing some priests with knives, it is more than losing and winning less.

Even when his ability has evolved and he can deliver what he wants to say at will, this situation has not changed much - although his strength is stronger and faster, but in the face of a wall of fire that comes from the surface, such a change is almost the same as before; He knew very well that unless his body underwent a qualitative change, it would be difficult for him to be the opponent of those priests with knives who were gifted with offensive ability.

And such a change is obviously difficult to achieve; Therefore, Wendeby can only swallow his voice again and bury everything in his heart - backlog again and again, patience again and again, Wendeby, who has no outlet for this, is left to comfort himself with future 'fantasies' and not be driven crazy.

I will definitely ascend to a high position and make you pay a thousand times the price!

Such a 'fantasy', after ten years of 'self-comfort', has almost become Wendeby's life pursuit - and when this life pursuit is about to be completed, the kind of resentment that has been suppressed countless times can't help but burst out!

Almost instantly, the irritability in his heart made Wendeby want to torture all the people around him to death, so that those who laughed could also taste the pain he had suffered; However, the remnants of reason stopped him—my task was not yet complete; There is time in the future, and I need to wait again.

WhewW......

Panting heavily, thankfully countless years of patience had made the priest with the knife understand how to adjust himself.

"You're fine, are you?"

And such a situation undoubtedly attracted the attention of the people around him, and some enthusiastic people immediately surrounded him.

"It's just that I'm in a hurry to drink and get stuck in my throat! You know, I haven't drunk ale so happily in a long time! At home, it's always a little less relaxing! Faced with such an inquiry, the priest with the knife immediately pointed to his wine glass and said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, friend, I wish you a completely relaxing celebration!"

"Have fun, too!"

Wendeby, who waved his hand at those well-wishers and sneered a few times in his heart, walked towards his destination again - Daslick Grand Theater!

For this grand theater with a long reputation that resounded throughout Lorante, Wendeby naturally did not know what to do; However, at the moment, he did not have time to pay attention to these, to appreciate the appearance of the grand theater, to appreciate its connotations - his wandering gaze was only looking for his own goal.

Ranger Captain: Els.

This is one of the mission objectives given by the adult, and it can also be said that the goal that gives the highest reward except for the hunting of the Shak Dragon himself - as long as the other party is confirmed dead, then whoever completes this goal can obtain the qualification of an archbishop in any region!

And in addition to the goals he had accomplished before, and among them there were quite rewarding figures, it was not very difficult for Wendebee to obtain the position of presiding judge according to his own reasoning - after all, when he accepted this mission, he had deliberately studied those goals that were valuable at the time; The lowest of them, just the bar owner who has a good relationship with Ye Qi, has a bounty of two hundred Kimpton.

For such a simple bounty task, Wendeby doesn't pay attention to it, he pursues something higher-

Got it!

Wendeby, who was mixed in the crowd, fixed his eyes on the female ranger who was standing in front of the Daslick Grand Theater, maintaining order; The appearance that had already been imprinted in his heart made him confirm at a glance that this was his key goal!

Now, it's time to wait!

The priest with the knife withdrew his gaze, glanced at his watch, and blended his body into the crowd.

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