Chapter Sixty-Eight: Tracking

"It's time to go. Seeing that Normer and Dawn were still immersed in grief and could not calm down for a long time, Plitander advised, "There are strong enemies nearby." After saying that, the old butler waved his hand at the offering table, and a simple "freezing technique" was sent out, and the heads of the Stipild family were immediately frozen.

Although as an outsider, it is impossible to know the specific relationship between Johnson Renault and the Stipild family, but the nobles have been communicating with each other and marrying each other, as the saying goes, "kissing each other, kissing each other, breaking arms and tendons", not to mention that the two are in the same country, that is, they belong to different countries, and they are also very likely to be related to each other due to interests. Johnson Renault, who is from a wealthy family, may have some personal friendship with the city lord, otherwise he would not have been invited to attend the banquet.

Judging from the breath, he is at least a cultivator above level ten, which is very certain, they are on the side of the Stipild family, and this point should not be able to escape. According to the purpose of his trip, the specific situation such as Normer's strength level at this stage, under the premise of unnecessary, why bother to provoke a strong enemy and cause extraneous branches?

It's better to leave the scene of the "crime" as soon as possible, so as not to run into them in person, and it is difficult not to clash with them, which is also the tone set before tonight's operation. The fire in the City Lord's Mansion is so bright that it must be awakened by the sleeping Johnson Renault, and it will be really too late if he doesn't leave.

"Let's go. Normer took his sister's hand and said to the butler, "Please." Then the three of them quickly left the City Lord's Mansion.

Normer and the others walked on the front foot, and more than a dozen strong breaths rushed to the City Lord's Mansion on the back foot.

Looking at the cremation pile in the embers, the head of the table in front of him, who was under the freezing technique, maintaining his teeth and grinning bloody primitive state, the burly warrior led by the burly warrior had a gloomy and very ugly face, and at the psychological level that everyone couldn't see, his face was hot, and both sides of his face were swollen.

Hastily asked a few words to the housekeepers and subordinates present, Johnson Renault, who hurriedly led the crowd to support, understood everything, he was very annoyed, not because the worldly friend Stipild was full of mourning, but because he was slapped in the face, only a few hours after accepting the generous gift and boasting to ensure the safety of the city lord's mansion, the old Stipild, who entrusted the safety of the mansion, together with his eldest son and the rest of his heirs, was beheaded in his heavily fortified own mansion and placed on the offering table as a sacrificeto protest Johnson Renault's dishonesty and incompetence.

The rules in the officialdom are that if you receive money, you have to do things for others, whether you can do it or not is one thing, and whether you go all out to do it is another thing, the former only involves the question of ability, and the latter is completely a matter of attitude, and even to put it bluntly, it is a matter of principle.

Like Johnson Renault, who received money and didn't do things for others in time, causing the whole family of the paying party to die, is absolutely so bad that it can't be worse, once it is known, don't want to mix in the aristocratic circle in the future.

Johnson Renault was a little weak-hearted, and even always felt that the eyes of several nephews behind him were more or less weird, and the housekeepers and subordinates of the City Lord's Mansion were always looking at him sneakily, and sometimes they exchanged their heads and ears, as if they were talking about something.

After a hasty dinner, he was busy with the two beautiful concubines sent by old Stipild to warm the bed, and tried to explore the highest mystery of life between the beds. The white and smooth skin, the plump and proud body, and the deliberate pleasing tactful joy made him completely immersed in boundless pleasure, and he felt that he was happy here, and he didn't need to think about the royal capital.

The result of Shuangfei took a lot of time not to mention, but also consumed a lot of energy of the always fierce Johnson Renault, the city lord's mansion just burst into flames, several of his juniors found the abnormality in time, rushed over to report, but helplessly after a breath of relief, he was sleeping heavily, several nephews hesitated outside, seeing the city lord's mansion on the side of the fire, the situation was obviously extremely serious, led by Pierre only had the courage to wake up Johnson Renaud through the door, just a little delay, the murderer had already taken the opportunity to escape.

Thanks to the experience of many years of experience in the sea career, he has not experienced any embarrassing scenes, and Johnson Renault, who was already dark enough in the skin, quickly reacted and assigned his juniors and subordinates to act separately to pursue the murderer.

Combined with the clues at the scene, as well as the unanimous confessions of the steward of the city lord's mansion and the subordinates, he concluded that he was not too late, the two young and one old man who committed the murder must not have gone far, and his side had a double obvious advantage in rank and number, as long as he made great efforts to find them, he would definitely be able to find them out of the city.

In order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, Johnson Renault ordered his own team to form a search group of every four people, and it was strictly forbidden to act alone, so as not to be broken by the experienced enemy.

It's impossible to expect the rabble of old Stipild to succeed, and it's always okay to do some errands and scare the snakes, right?

A quarter of an hour later.

Normer took Dawn's little hand, stood under a street lamp, and quietly looked at Pierre, who was looking around condescendingly on the ridge, and did not move.

Pierre, who has a keen sense of smell, is a mid-level knight at the peak of the eighth level, and he has no more than kung fu immediately, but he also has little loss of combat power when he gets off the horse, especially in terms of speed and tracking, he originally led a group of men and horses to search for a certain direction, and happened to detect the trace of the target, so while sending a signal to notify the rest of the group, he led the team to chase down at high speed by himself.

This is the advantage of sufficient manpower, attacking from all directions at the same time, there is always a direction that can be blinded and find clues.

Pierre was very puzzled, his eyes narrowed slightly, like an eagle slowly scanning everything in his line of sight, he was very patient, slowly looking at the past brick by brick, but any little wind and grass could not escape his sharp eyes, at the same time the breath was restrained, his ears were slightly erected, he listened carefully to the sounds around him, and even the sound of the wind was not ignored, his left hand was gently hanging down on the side of his boots, where a sharp dagger was hidden, and his right hand was holding the handle of the knife backwards, and he could draw the knife out of the sheath at any time, and his backhand was a knife, quite cautious.

Obviously found the enemy's traces, relying on agile body skills and high-speed running to chase after him, he kept following very closely, but he didn't expect that as soon as he turned the corner, the enemy disappeared without a trace, as if he had seen only a few phantoms before.

As a very accomplished tracker, his sense of hearing is as keen as his vision, and since he found the enemy, he has deliberately increased his concentration in hearing, in order to ensure that even if the enemy can escape from under his nose, he can also discern the specific direction of escape from the sound aspect, so that he can continue to catch up, but like this, even people and voices have disappeared, and he has never encountered it.

Under the room where Pierre was squatting, three well-dressed men temporarily formed a triangular formation, moving slowly back to back, looking at the shadowy corners of the street, it was the other three members of the search team he led, who were also swords in their hands at the moment, covering each other, concentrating as if facing a great enemy.

As for the city guards assigned to Pierre, they are still on another street, hurrying towards this side.

"What's going on?"

Johnson Renault's deep and majestic voice sounded from the street, I didn't expect him to be burly and majestic, and his speed was also quite fast, only five or six breaths later than Pierre, he had already arrived here, and then Sophie, David and more than a dozen family guards also arrived one after another, and a small group of people fanned out to guard his big leader, judging from the number of people, all the people who followed him to Stipild's house to support were all gathered, and it could not be said that the reaction was not fast.

"It's weird. Obviously he didn't lose it, but he disappeared as soon as he turned the corner. Pierre continued to stare down the street, and replied to his uncle succinctly.

Johnson Renault frowned slightly, glanced at the empty street, and recognized Pierre's judgment about "strange", his nephew is a first-class military scout, calm by nature, and he is the one who is the best at tracking in their group, if he says that he didn't lose it, then he shouldn't have lost it, and he couldn't do better than him if he was in Pierre's position just now, and he is self-aware.

Well, things are a bit tricky, since they didn't lose it, why did there be a weird situation where the enemy disappeared from right under his nose?

With a wave of his hand, Johnson Renault motioned for the men behind him to split into two teams, alternately covering the front and back, and carefully searched the sides of the street, while he stood still, ready to rush to the sudden location.

The strict orders of the leader who would rather not complete the task and never leave it alone were carried out very resolutely by his experienced subordinates, especially to protect Sophie and David intentionally or unintentionally, compared to Pierre, who had followed Johnson Renault in the army all the year round, although these two young people also had seven or eight levels of warrior cultivation, they obviously belonged to the senior masters on the training ground and the first-class chicks in actual combat.

Sophie was divided into a team on the left, she pulled out her long sword, and her fighting spirit quietly went out, adding a layer of light blue light to the blade, which seemed ordinary, but in fact it was sharp and tight; her blue eyes were light and agile, constantly scanning everything nearby, whether it was the bright or dark doors and windows under the eaves, or the dark corner at the junction of the two houses, she looked very carefully, very patiently, her slender legs full of explosive power squatted slightly, once she found the enemy's trace, she could immediately jump up and run, and then stab out with a sword. Although the overall experience is still shallow, it has already demonstrated a good foundation.

The two rats squatted in the shadow of the corner, quietly looking at this group of uninvited guests, not daring to move, not far away in order to avoid alarming the enemy too early, had put away their breath as much as possible, but the unique murderous aura and oppression of the strong in the army, still silently radiated around, as a small animal sensitive to touch, they could clearly feel the invisible power, and they were suddenly frightened, and shrank up desperately.

Although the street lamps are a little dim, they still illuminate the left and near the surroundings roughly clearly, whenever passing by one, Sophie only glanced at the location of the street lamp, and then turned her gaze away, compared to the road surface that is clear under the lights, the dark parts of the front and back of the house are obviously much more suspicious, and need to focus on searching, carelessly.

Normer and Dawn remained motionless, calmly letting the seekers walk by, and watched with interest as they walked by with wide eyes and a wary look on their faces, knowing nothing, and found it very interesting.

Just now, Johnson Renault's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the entire street extremely carefully, but he couldn't find them, so as long as he kept calm and didn't take the initiative to expose them, these warriors whose cultivation was far inferior to their leader, unless they collided directly with them, no matter how close they were, they couldn't see the flaws and discover their existence.