"Arrange for me a carriage in the afternoon, and I'm going to go out. After eating his lunch, Suffman suddenly said to the butler.

"Yes, sir. A man responded respectfully.

The conversation between the two was brief, and it sounded like a very ordinary thing, and there was nothing else after that.

Wren sat on a bench outside the academy's lodging area, and when he heard the two men say, he was in good spirits and immediately sensed the opportunity.

He eavesdropped on Sofman for more than half a month, and he knew this person's life habits well, almost every day was three o'clock and one line, home, the teaching building and the wizard tower, except for returning from outside the academy that day, he never stepped out of the academy again.

Unsurprisingly, the cultist should have contacted his accomplices.

"Finally made me wait. ”

Wren didn't even bother to eat lunch, for fear of missing the time when Sofman went out, so he sat on the bench for hours, holding a book and burying his head in reading, and occasionally someone passed by and saw him, and he did not suspect it. x

Students who read hard like this are not uncommon in the academy.

At about three o'clock, Suffman's figure appeared, because the academy did not allow outside transportation to come in, so he could only walk to the door by himself, get in the car and leave.

Not long after the carriage left, Wren also came out of the Silver Star Academy.

He walked unhurriedly into the parking lot next to the gate of the academy, where more than a dozen cars and carriages were parked, as well as quite a few bicycles, guarded by special guards.

Wren expertly greeted the guard, took out the key, and unlocked a bicycle.

Since he went to the big library every day to move books, he bought this bicycle for convenience.

Because of the excessive weight, more than 350 pounds, the average bicycle could not bear it at all, and Wren had to spend an extra money to have a mechanic adjust the frame and reinforce it at the same time, which was customized for himself.

He skillfully rode on the bike, stepped on two feet in a row, and accelerated to catch up.

The Voice of Everything had already locked on to the carriage in which Thorfman was riding, and in order to avoid being noticed, Wren deliberately distanced himself and dotted half a street behind.

The speed of the carriage was not fast, and Wren followed with ease.

After riding for more than half an hour, the carriage in front of me stopped.

Wren heard Thornman get out of his car and entered a building on the side of the street. He waited a moment before riding over, looked up, and saw that it was a club.

"Fabian Panacean Club. ”

"A place dedicated to playing cards"

This three-story building looked normal from the outside, and Wren couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

Because of the popularity of the Panacea, clubs like this were everywhere in the Empire, the largest being a theater and a gathering place for wealthy players, and the smaller ones were generally bars or inns, such as the Basil Hotel in Zoltan.

The club, named Fabian, looks just medium in size, but it has a lot of customers.

Wren observed the street for a while, and saw several waves of guests coming and going, there was no shortage of transcendents and nobles, in the eyes of the soul, they were all normal people, and there were no believers in evil gods.

He listened closely, and the voices in the club were chaotic, and the guests were playing cards and drinking at the same time, mixed with the laughter of women.

Suffman also joined a hand and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

'It's supposed to be a normal club and Suffman just chose to connect here. ”

Wren made his judgment.

He eavesdropped on Sofman for half a month, and in daily life, Sofman did not mention the All-Soul card at all, obviously not a real card lover, and came to the club just in disguise.

Wren didn't wait outside the club, riding a bike on the side of the road and doing nothing, it was too eye-catching.

He found a nearby restaurant and listened to the club while eating.

Like a real player, Suffman played more than a dozen rounds in a row, changed tables a few times, won and lost, and chatted with his opponents at the table, limited to the board. x

During this period, I got up and went to the toilet a few times, and I didn't communicate with anyone.

Wren didn't find anything useful until it got dark, so he changed his mind and entered a café diagonally across the street from the club, choosing a location to observe the guests entering and leaving the club through the window.

Sofman certainly didn't come to the club to play cards.

After sitting for more than an hour, judging by the voice, Suffman was still at the table, and he didn't say a word other than playing cards.

Wren was still not the least discouraged.

At this time, a car stopped outside the door of the club, and two guests came out of the club, one in front of the other, and sat in the back seat of the car.

In the night, nearly a hundred meters apart, and only for a few seconds, Wren could see the appearance of these two people clearly.

He sat up straight.

These two people have been seen before.

One was a young man in his thirties, brightly dressed, with a confident smile on his face, and the appearance of a successful person; his friends were a few years older, with an ordinary appearance, a slightly gloomy temperament, sharp eyes, and a light step between movements.

The former, a Loch believer that Wren stumbled upon on a magic airship, later tracked down Sir Ebrey's mansion on a griffin, but disappeared early after reporting it.

The latter, whom Wren had personally fought against, was none other than Wilt, the swordsman of the Wind Demon.

In the eyes of the souls, their souls are shrouded in the fire of faith in black and red.

"These two people came together. ”

Wren felt a little surprised, but he felt that it was reasonable, these two were both followers of Lohi, because a certain target came to Longshande, it was normal for them to have a connection with each other, and they may have been accomplices.

Moreover, they should be the ones who connected with Sofman!

The car hit the road and quickly drove away from the club.

Wren didn't know how they got in touch with Sofman, but it was clearly done, and he didn't bother with Sofman, who was still playing cards, and went out to get on his bike and hurriedly chased after him.

The speed of the car was very fast, and Wren had a hard time riding after him.

The reinforced frame makes a crumbling sound that seems to fall apart at any moment.

Wren was helpless, if he wasn't afraid of causing the patrol guards to check him, he would have wanted to throw away the bicycle and run to track it himself.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for the car to arrive at its destination.

In the sound of everything, the car stopped in the internal parking lot of a large store, and Wilt and the two got out of the car, walked a short distance, and actually disappeared.

Wren couldn't help but stop pedaling, and the bike stopped on the side of the road.

He looked at the familiar surroundings, this was Brent Street, the busiest neighborhood in the Silver Star District, even if it was night, the gas lights on the side of the road were shining through, and the street was still very lively.

"What about people"

Wren was very surprised, the footsteps of those two people could no longer be heard in the sound of everything.

This is the first time he has chased someone away.

One second, it was obviously normal, and the next second, the sound waves suddenly all stopped, as if the two of them disappeared out of thin air.

Wren rode past the front of the shop and took a look, it was a comprehensive transcendent shop, selling all kinds of enchanted equipment, alchemy materials, demon souls, providing soul transformation services, etc., similar to the Violet House, but on a larger scale.

There are only three or four shops of this size on the entire Brent Street.

"Sword of Oath. ”

Wren silently read the name of the shop, and he remembered that he had been out two or three times before, but at that time he was just an ordinary person and did not understand anything.

At the moment, the shops are still busy, with transcendents coming in and out from time to time.

He looked up along the street, and there was a towering black shadow in the night, it was the Wizard's Tower.

It's not far from Violet House, only a few hundred meters away.

It seemed to be a safe place, but the more he felt the danger, and his heart was very vigilant, there were still traces of cars passing on the ground, and he entered through the special passage on the side of the store, and the car was behind the store.

He was so sure that Wilt and the two entered the Sword of Oath and disappeared into it.

This is most likely the secret stronghold of the Lohi followers in Lonzand!

These people dare to target the Duke of Silver Star, a powerful Holy Soul Wizard, they must have terrifying strength, maybe there are hidden legendary powerhouses, if they recklessly go in to investigate, they are sensed by the strife mark on their bodies, and they may not even know how to die.

Wren turned around and left.

For the next two days, he did not act rashly, but secretly investigated the background of the Sword of Oath, and soon discovered that the owner of the shop was several nobles, one of whom was familiar, Sir Ebrey. x

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with this Sir Ebley. ”

Wren is even more certain that the Sword of Oath is the Lohi Believer, the lair of the Shadow Blade.

He wasn't going to break in and die, but he didn't want to give up either.

Every evil god believer is a mobile power bank in Wren's eyes, and now he is in a hurry to harvest his souls, so he can only find these people.

The Sword of Oath doesn't dare to go in, but you can find a way to fish one or two out and kill the lone guy.

Wren stayed in an upscale hotel on Brent Street, and deliberately chose a window room on the fifth floor, where he could condescendingly observe the Sword of Oath in the distance.

Everyone who enters and exits this store cannot escape the observation of the soul eye.

After observing it for several days, the results made Wren secretly frightened.

Almost every day, cultists of evil gods appear, they are all transcendents, with different identities on the surface, merchants, nobles, commoners, students, guards, soul hunters, etc., more than half of them are shadow warriors, lurking in all corners of the city, forming a large net in the dark.

Moreover, when these people enter the Sword of Oath, they will all disappear silently and reappear after a while.

Wren suspected that there was some hidden space or rune circle inside the Sword of Oath, which isolated the sound waves from probing and concealed the secret.

During this time, Wilt would come out every day.

Wren followed him once and found that Wilt had gone to the Demon Soul Market and wandered around the market, seemingly looking for someone.

This move made Wren understand at once that the other party was looking for him.

He suddenly had an idea, and decided to start with Wilt, a fourth-level magic swordsman, and the power provided by his soul was enough to raise himself to the third level!