Chapter Twenty-Seven: Falling into a Trap

Lined up vigilantly in a fan, Normer in the center, Dawn and Plitander on either side, the trio approaching the two-story building in the middle of the courtyard with light and swiftness.

This is where the mercenaries go about their day-to-day business and receive visitors. At this moment, the heavy door of the hall on the first floor is still not closed, and the structure of the defense is emphasized, plus the arrival of dusk, there are no candles lit inside, and the whole hall is dark and quiet, as if the imposing commander of the city guard army has led the team to leave here.

Are we late?

With doubts, the young man gently pushed the door open, waited for his eyes to adjust to the extremely dim light inside, and listened quietly for a while, making sure that there was no sound of ambush soldiers breathing inside, and then took the lead and walked in.

As soon as they entered the door, the group smelled a strange smell, and walked around the wide and long table in the middle of the hall, which was the most decent furniture in the obviously dilapidated mercenary group headquarters, and saw Danice, to be precise, Danice who was kneeling on the ground naked, in a squirting posture, and in the hall arranged in dark colors, her white body was particularly prominent.

The female mercenary leader pouted and leaned over like this, but she tilted her head back and looked at the chair a few steps ahead, as if she was listening to the reprimand of the person in the seat, and her movements were indescribably awkward and humiliating.

It was a chair that was much larger than the other chairs, and it was placed in front of the screen alone, and judging by the position and posture of the seats, it should be the main seat where the head of the mercenary group sat when receiving guests. From the time she heard someone push the door in to the time she approached, the mature and plump female leader was still kneeling in front of her seat, motionless.

Normer sighed, at this time, there was no need to ask, he knew that Dynes was already unlucky.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

They're late.

Plitander took two steps closer and lit the candle on the wall, and in the dim light, Dyneth's proud flesh looked unusually white, unusually white.

The old butler squatted down, looked at it carefully for a while, put his finger on Danice's neck, felt it, and lightly touched the muscles in several other parts, and said softly, "It's been almost two hours since I died." ”

Perhaps thinking that what he said was too brief to understand, he added: "There are no traces of trauma on her body, and she did not resist the whole time." From the analysis of facial expressions, it should be that he was suddenly directly hit by a heavy man, and he didn't even have a chance to resist and escape. In addition, in order to keep the appearance of the corpse as much as possible as it was at the moment before death, our respected commander of the city guard also made a special trip to ask the mage to perform the 'timed technique' on Danice, which can be called a big deal. ”

As for the sexual abuse that Danice suffered for a long time before her death, the old butler did not specifically explain that the deceased had no clothes on his body, and he put on such a strange posture, combined with the unique smell in the air since entering the door, I believe that two clever young people can guess by guessing.

Normer is a young man, and Dawn is an underage girl, and if there is no special reason, it is inconvenient to keep staring at the corpse of a mature and beautiful woman, let alone a more detailed examination of the corpse, so he can only do it for him, the old butler.

"Timer" is a less common form of magic that does not have offensive or defensive functions, and its only use is to keep the subject in the state of the moment of casting the spell for two or three hours, and it must be applied to an inanimate object, such as a piece of paper or a scroll with important information written on it. Beauty-loving women want to use it on themselves is completely ineffective, unless they become dead first, like Danice, to be effective.

In other words, the name of "timing" sounds good, but in fact, it is not very practical, but if you want to learn it, the tuition fee is really not low, so few magicians are willing to waste valuable resources and time to learn such a rare spell, but I didn't expect that there happened to be someone in Manny Foster City.

Usually about one to two hours after a person dies, corpse spots will gradually appear on the surface of the body, since Dynis has been dead for nearly two hours, and the skin on her body can still maintain the white and smooth appearance before her death, it can only mean that the person who did it did it did a special treatment, and it was intentional.

In judging the basic facts, Normer had absolute confidence in Plitander's vision and experience, and the old butler must not be wrong when he said that Dénice had been dead for nearly two hours. And judging from Danice's stunned expression, she really didn't realize that the other party would kill the killer until death came, so she always behaved very meekly and was at the mercy of the other party, but she didn't expect that she still couldn't escape the doom of being executed in the end.

"What is that?—is it a magic ball for communication?" Dawn asked, noticing the round ball in the mercenary leader's mouth.

Plitander nodded in confirmation, and said, "It's a magic orb specially designed for telecommunication." It seems that the Grand Commander Ivan has something to say to us. ”

"Then listen to it, let Miss Ben take a look at this great commander of the city guards, and she won't listen to what she says. "Aunt Chenxi is a typical art master and bold, knowing that there are traps waiting in front of her, and she also looks like she is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she suddenly pinches and bursts the magic ball in Danice's mouth.

As soon as the ball broke, it turned into a cloud of mist and dissipated into the air, and then a gloomy and violent voice appeared: "Very good! You are so bold that it is no wonder that you dare to harm Sayles, knowing that he is my brother." In that case, you and that slut of Danice will bury my brother with him!"

After speaking, a terrible and sharp chirp sounded from outside the courtyard, it seems that this magic ball is also attached to the hidden function of reporting, as long as all the words of the message are relayed, it will take the initiative to warn.

Chenxi curled the corners of her mouth disdainfully, and said, "It's just the first level of 'sound transmission technique', who are you scaring about?" If you have the ability, get out of it yourself and say it to your face. ”

If it is a high-level "voice transmission technique", it can not only completely transmit the voice, tone and other information of the messager, but also project his image locally, cultivate to the highest level, and even transmit his own coercion here, directly and substantially affect the object of the message, as if the caster of the message is in front of him.

The trio stood calmly in place, as if the death threat had nothing to do with them, and it was not themselves who had fallen into the trap.

The worst that had been expected finally happened.

Only the mercenary who led the way turned pale and frightened, and from Plitander's revelation that Dynes had been dead for almost two hours, he knew that his lies had been exposed.

He knew very well that it was Normer who saved him last night and did great favor to his family, but in order to save his family, he watched Ivan Stipild openly ravage Denise, and then mercilessly execute another mercenary companion, he still made a choice against his conscience, and was willing to die for Captain Ivan, who killed his partner, to carry out the task of deceiving and inducing the young man and his party into the trap set by the city guards early in the morning.

The so-called grace will take revenge, nothing more than this.

At present, the sound of the hammer sounded, and the ambushes of the city guards around the courtyard were rushing towards this place one after another, and the mercenaries with ghosts in their hearts were ready to flee for their lives at any time.

In fact, from the moment he entered the door, the goatee deliberately fell at the end of the line, when Normer and the others gathered around Danice's body, he had quietly moved his steps, slowly retreated to the edge of the lobby door, seeing that the signal was launched, Normer and the three had no intention of running away at all, nor did they challenge themselves who deceived them, the mercenary gritted his teeth, did not explain the excuse, and with a force under his feet, he ran quickly towards the courtyard gate.

The gate of the courtyard is not closed, as long as you run out, even if you complete the task assigned by Commander Ivan, you can not only escape, but also get a small bonus. As for Danice, who Ivan promised to give him a warm bed, now that she has seen her die with her own eyes, she can't die anymore, and her body is cold, so she won't have any beautiful thoughts that shouldn't be there.

There were only a few last steps left from the gate, and he didn't hear the footsteps chasing after him, and the mercenary felt a burst of ecstasy, in his opinion, the two young men and the old man should have been frightened stupidly, and even the normal judgment that they should break through immediately at this time were frightened.

At the moment when the mercenary was about to take a few steps and cross the threshold, his back heart and chest suddenly felt a sharp pain at the same time, and when he looked down, he saw that a black crossbow arrow was coming out of his chest with blood!

The throat "hehe" sounded, and the mercenary who was hit by the arrow fell behind the door, and saw the threshold that he could touch with his hand, but he could no longer stand up and leave the yard.

Shooting the goatee for the tiger, Chenxi came over with an expressionless face, closed the heavy courtyard door, and then put the thick door latch, and when he left, he didn't forget to pull out the crossbow arrow from the goatee's chest, wipe it clean, and then returned to the hall.

For these people who don't know how to be grateful, she never hesitates when she starts, and the pedantic truth of repaying grievances with virtue is definitely not recognized or accepted by Aunt Chenxi.

Entering the mercenary hall again, the girl and Normer put a thick and large latch on the closed door, and there was no panic or hectic in the whole process.

"Burn it. Normer pointed to Denise's body, where she was undressed, and the boy couldn't bear it.

The old butler waved his magic staff, and the fire ignited, quickly reducing Dyneth's body to ashes.

"Dawn arranged 'gadgets' at the door, and the uncle reserved 'magic defense' at the four corners of the hall, and I put the 'small card'. Normer made a quick decision, carefully observing the internal environment of the mercenary hall before entering the door just now, leaving some room for maneuver to solve the current dilemma, just worried about whether there was enough time.

Dawn and Plitander had no objections, and each set about setting it up.

The three of them quickly arranged all kinds of "small traps" around the lobby, ready to give a big "surprise" to the guests who came to the meeting with confidence, especially Chenxi, who had sharp eyes and a sharp nose, quickly found some kind of common thing for the mercenary group, and couldn't help laughing.

Outside the courtyard, the head horse neighed, the footsteps were chaotic, dense and lively, and there were really a lot of ambushes who wanted to come and kill here.

Various preparatory measures will be laid out in the lobby on the first floor, and with a loud "bang", the heavy courtyard gate of the mercenary group was smashed to pieces, and after the violent destruction of the courtyard gate, the noise of the surrounding noise gradually became lighter, and a heavy footstep sound was transmitted from the courtyard gate to the nearest place, and then to the side of the back wall.

"Hurry up, don't let the murderer run!"

Judging from the sound, the men and horses who had been ambushed in advance should have completed the task of encircling the outside and began to move towards the second phase of the goal of occupying the interior of the courtyard.