The glass floor-to-ceiling window was hit by the splinters of the rushing carriage, and it did not shatter immediately, but it cracked the swirling lines, blocking the view of several people.

Suddenly no one spoke at the barbecue restaurant.

Only the grease sizzles on the baking sheet.

The musician was so nervous that his hands had already concave a skewer of iron sticks into hooks, and he didn't know it, but when he saw that his vision was suddenly blocked, and it was a critical moment, he immediately threw down the iron skewer and ran to the door, with unconcealed concern on his face.

His actions seemed to be a gathering signal, causing the other guests in the barbecue restaurant to rush to the door!

They wanted to know what was going on outside, what was going on with the king, how the royal family would deal with it, and how the accident would end......

In short, it is a nature to watch the excitement, regardless of race.

But there were also those who chose to stay away, pointing at the musician's back, apparently recognizing the worst liar in town.

Lan Shuying stood up when she saw this, her voice a little higher than normal chatting.

She said to Hayley, "You see, our friend is too anxious, he is always like this, he is curious about everything...... That's not good. The people who heard her talk looked at her one after another, and seemed to be a little convinced that the musician was the first to run out of curiosity.

Hayley realizes that she is clearing the musician's name.

The musician's performance was too perverse.

He shouldn't have cared about the king, because they had a very bad relationship!

They got the news from the innkeeper that the musician was once the king's most respected court musician, until one stormy night he was suddenly thrown out by the king!

drive him out of the palace and take away him from his iron job;

But they did not put him to death, or forced him to leave the royal city.

How could outsiders know how he had offended the king? You can't die, you can only live and suffer.

But they remembered some of the lyrics that the musician had originally sung in the streets, and knew of his resentment against the king.

The king didn't need to bother, a single order could make the musician leave the royal city, and he could only live in poverty. If he did something stupid, like turn himself into a critter, and be sent to the table...... The king would have been glad to see him laugh.

Something happened to your mortal enemy, shouldn't you celebrate?

As a result, the musician just like that, like his wife was blown up.

It's too suspicious.

Hayley's eyes suddenly looked at the musician a little strange.

……

The wreckage of the carriage was shrouded in flames.

Choking smoke fills the air.

The crowd was chaotic and crowded.

Some want to get closer to see the excitement, and some are in a hurry to leave so as not to suffer. Everyone has different goals, so they can't help but push and shove.

The clowns on stilts forgot to throw oranges, and the stilts were hit, and the clowns who lost their balance screamed and fell into the crowd, and the scene became even more chaotic.

"Hahahaha! Carnival night! ”

"Good luck to you! Good luck! ”

This was supposed to be the line when the clown handed out oranges.

Clearly, they were not the ones who spoke.

It was heard in several nearby streets, and the sound was so harsh that they didn't know who was calling in the chaos, but they had the answer: it was the Assassin!

A chill suddenly spreads throughout the body!

Lan Shuying sensed the aura of danger.

"Come here!" She whispered.

Hayley followed her without hesitation.

I don't know where the trust came from.

They left the windows and hid in the farthest corner of the street.

As soon as I stood firm, I saw several red balls smashed from different directions, and they exploded the moment they came into contact with the glass window! The explosions rose and fell, destroying all the shops along the street, and the Assassins hiding in the crowd were deliberately creating chaos.

"It's an orange!" Hayley's eyes were sharp, and the bomb was wrapped in an orange.

Tonight, oranges are the most loved thing, think about if the residents don't know it, they will rush to see "oranges...... So how many corpses should be added to the streets......

Lan Shuying shook the glass shards off the cloak, and the chill was gone.

- If they hadn't left, they would have been blown to minced meat by now, like glass windows.

It's like...... The man in the carriage pretending to be the king.

Through the empty window, there was an unobstructed view of the carriage.

Lan Shuying concluded that this was a bureau set up by the king.

After the carriage in which the "king" was riding was bombed on the street, the guards had no intention of approaching at all, they were very calm, and under the leadership of the captain, they scattered to look for something, and they didn't even care about the queen's car behind.

Hailey's face changed slightly, and she sighed: "Pity that stand-in." ”

Died as a substitute for the king, and died so tragically that no one cared about it.

"It's really not a thing, he knew he was going to be assassinated, it would be better to put a dummy in the car, and see that it blows up everywhere and spoils the holiday atmosphere." Hayley spat the king in the chat room.

At this time, Lan Shuying noticed a sneaky figure.

It was a slightly obese man, who bent his back and approached the wreckage of the carriage in a low-key manner, and suddenly snatched a half-severed arm from behind the wheels and ran.

There was something else in the man's arms.

For example, arms, legs, broken bones, and minced flesh covered in various kinds of clothing.

He had a bloodied cloth bag on his shoulder, containing a ball-like object that swayed as he moved.

Lan Shuying only saw his back, but didn't see his face.

One thing is recognizable, though—he's wearing a chef's hat around his waist.

A chef who takes advantage of the chaos to collect severed limbs.

The things he picked up, as soon as he connected it with his profession, always felt that something was weird.

Lan Shuying shook her head.

Maybe she thought about it too much.

It seems to be in order in the royal city, and there should be no such thing as someone picking up the corpse and making it into barbecued pork buns.

……

It's been a few days since the last anticlimactic orange festival.

The two rabbits are no longer tourists to Intramuros because they have exceeded the "visa" time, and they must find a job to stay.

Lan Shuying immediately went to buy a batch of small commodities.

She packed the goods in two carts, one with Hayley, and walked the streets.

It doesn't matter how much they sell, they mainly want to prove it to the administration:

We're having a serious job right now!

Besides, the profession of a merchant has one advantage, it should be to walk around with goods. In this way, they were able to learn about the local laws and habits, and they were also able to inquire about the whereabouts of the soldiers.

The Invisibility Cloak has an expiration date, and with each passing day, its countdown reminds her: time is running out, act as soon as possible.

In addition, the new coordinates were broadcast again.

When she went out this morning, she saw two familiar figures in the sky above the royal city:

Goshawks and Snow Hawks have already chased after them.

The patrol wants to catch her as a murderer, and she and Hayley need to help the Witch of the Wilderness find soldiers.

Lan Shuying tasted the sweetness of the invisibility cloak, and she was even more willing to help the witch do things, and when the time came, she would take the lighter box and exchange it with her for a permanent invisibility cloak, so that the patrol would always eat ashes and be beautiful.