Seeing that the corners of Lucian's mouth, chin, and chest were all stained with bright red blood, the security guard didn't listen to his words of "nothing to do" at all, and said anxiously: "Mr. Evans, hold on! Is there any healing potion on you? If not, I have a bottle here, if it doesn't work, I'll go to the Golden Cathedral and ask the bishop to treat you!"

The "devotion to duty" of this security guard startled Lucian, if he asked someone at the bishop level to treat him, it would be easy to find the abnormality of his soul, so he took out a bottle of ordinary healing potion that could be bought in the church with difficulty, drank it slowly, and then waved his hand and said: "I was only a minor injury, and after drinking the potion, I will be fine." And don't forget, I'm also a knight, and I'm very good at healing, and that assassin was scared away before you could kill him. ”

Hearing Lucien speak smoothly, but with a lack of breath and coughing, the security guard finally relented, then drew his long sword and stood by Lucian's side, afraid that there would be other assassins.

However, he reminded again: "Mr. Evans, many dark nature bloodline power is very strange, even if the injury is not serious on the surface, it is likely to corrode and destroy your internal organs slowly and imperceptibly, and when it completely erupts, even the high-level healing techniques of the cardinal adults will have no effect, so you should go to the Golden Cathedral after dawn to find a bishop to carefully examine it." ”

"Thank you for the reminder, after dawn I will depend on my own situation. As a knight, I think I can judge my physical condition. Lucien pretended to be stubborn.

"Okay. The security guard didn't say anything more. Many people are like this, they are obviously very afraid of death, but they are taboo for others to say that they have a problem. They always have a strong sense of luck before their injuries or illnesses erupt, and they are both afraid and troublesome about going to see the doctor of the church or the pastor or bishop of the church.

Not long after, Alisa and Joel, sensing the movement, burst into Lucian's room under the protection of their private soldiers. Seeing that his face was "pale" and his steps were "vain", there was no blood and other frightening conditions, so he left a hanging heart in place.

"Poor little Evans, which damn bastard is going to assassinate you?! You're just a musician. It's not a knight, it's not a priest......," said Elisa, weeping and angry, "isn't it?" Is it your musical rival?"

"Alyssa, don't be cranky, which musician can afford to hire an assassin of the rank of Grand Knight?" Joel got some information from the security guards. "Little Evans, did you find anything?"

At this time, Natasha flew in through the window with Camille, her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled the smell of blood that had not completely dissipated, so her expression became a little strange, and then she quickly asked "unusually stern" and "imposingly": "Lucian." What are the characteristics of an assassin?"

"It's just a dark shadow, but it gives me a familiar feeling, it seems to be a cultist with silver and white horns......" In front of everyone, Lucien naturally didn't say that he saw a clown and saw a pair of black gloves. So it was pushed to the Silver Horn, who had a grudge against the musician Lucian Evans.

"It's them?!" Elisa's blood faded and she took a step backwards with a little unsteady, the experience of being kidnapped and chopped off by the Silver Horn was a nightmare she didn't want to recall.

Joel clasped his hands tightly, and there was extreme anger in his deep voice: "They actually want to take revenge on little Evans!"

Obviously, the silver-white horn is perfectly saddled with the black cauldron.

Sending Joel and Alisa, who had become emotionally unstable, back to the room and sending away the security guards, Natasha said with a smile: "Lucian, do you want to pretend to be assassinated, or is there really an assassin coming and you are taking advantage of it?"

"A real assassin, probably a fifth-level knight, wearing black gloves and a clown mask. Lucien replied without concealment.

Natasha raised her head slightly: "It seems a little familiar......"

"It's the Night's Watch Captain Clown. Camille kept a serious face and replied simply, "I have seen him in several operations with the Night's Watch. ”

After serving as a night watchman, the information is strictly confidential, and only the magnate of the Inquisition, the cardinal or cardinal who presides over the diocese, can know about it, and will not reveal it to anyone, usually by code names or false names.

They have lived in the dark for a long time, and some have been wearing masks, hoods, cloaks, etc. to hide their faces, so Natasha does not know the specific situation of the night watch in the diocese of Vaorit, and it also causes Lucien to have no associations when he first heard the clown - when the Melzer Black Forest designed the night watch and the silver horn fire, Lucien did not approach, so naturally I don't know which night watchmen in the road and which ones survived.

"It's really a night watchman...... "After confirming it as a black glove, Lucien was half solemn and half relaxed, solemn because the church's night watchman was still staring at him, they were like mad dogs, as long as they bitten it, they would never let go easily, and what was relaxed was that he tried it in this way, indicating that their suspicions were not recognized by the upper echelons, otherwise the cardinal could easily come to a conclusion by quietly casting a magic technique of identification and detection by taking the opportunity of a banquet or concert.

Camille said with a stiff face, "He is one of the night watchmen who survived the battle with the Silver Horn in the Black Forest of Melzer. ”

For the "professor", Camille did not have a good impression at all.

"It turned out to be him, no wonder I felt familiar. Natasha, who had been involved in that battle, clapped her palm.

How much the professor had done them a treat? Lucien finally understood what the Night's Watch would be determined to track him down.

"But that's fine, he just tried to show that there is no conclusive evidence, and the church hierarchy does not suspect you. Natasha smiled, "I would have wanted you to use your serious illness to have someone else conduct the concert in your place, and then at the end of the concert, a generation of great musicians was called by the grace of the Lord so that they would not be tempted by the suspicious cardinals in the chant hall, but now it seems that this may not be the case." ”

"That's good, although in the anti-magic array of the Chant Hall, I can suppress the anomaly of the soul with the power of the blood, and I don't have to worry about being seen by cardinal-level bigwigs, but Cardinal Salde is a priest of the Holy Spirit. Lucien deliberately didn't take care of his injured internal organs, and said a little breathlessly, "When I was a magic apprentice. The anomaly of the soul is very small, no different from ordinary people, and it has nothing to do with my appearance in front of him. But now that I'm a four-ring magician, I might be exposed if he takes a closer look. ”

Natasha's expression was a little solemn: "After the last time the lock collapsed, Cardinal Salde went into complete seclusion and never attended a concert again. Nor did he preside over a large prayer service, only once when the Holy City of Reims convened the Council of Cardinals. Lucien, you don't have to worry he's coming to the Chant Hall. Even if you come, you'll have plenty of time to pretend that your old illness has recurred and you'll change the command. ”

She seemed a little worried about Cardinal Salde's situation.

Then, Natasha's eyes became surprised, and her right hand subconsciously rubbed her chin: "Wait, Lucien, you are already four rings?"

Because it involves the secrets of the necromancy, it involves the Rhine. Lucien didn't mention the fact that his magic power had been raised to the fourth ring.

"There are times when danger brings out the potential of the soul, just like I did when I was in the sewers. Lucien explained with this good reason, knowing a little about Cardinal Salde's situation over the past three years.

"Very good! Lucien, you're still two months away from turning twenty-one, but you're already a four-ring magician. Even in the last hundred years of the Magical Council's succession, you've been one of the few standouts. "Natasha has no doubts about her best friend's achievements from the bottom of her heart, after all, this is real strength" This shows that your arcane talent is very outstanding, and your future path will be more solid than others. ”

Lucien smiled and shook his head: "Compared to your Royal Highness the Princess, I am still much worse." I remember you were already a great knight when you were an adult, and at the age of twenty-one you were promoted to the fifth level. ”

"It's great to hear your compliments Lucian, but for a knight, a strong will and a chivalry of choice are part parts, as is the mix of top bloodlines. I was able to be promoted to the Great Knight when I was an adult, although it was inseparable from hard training and honing, but the main reason was that my own bloodline was outstanding, but the advanced Heavenly Knight reflected my own will and chivalry. Natasha has no pride or inferiority complex for relying on the noble bloodline to advance quickly, and admits frankly.

Lucien smiled, "But many people with top bloodlines have never relied on themselves to stimulate their bloodline power in their lives. ”

"Hehe, my knightly talent is also very good. "Natasha is not modest.

Next, the two talked for a while, deciding on the follow-up reaction.

............

Inside a house.

The clown, wearing a funny mask, walks gloomily back to the secret room.

"Captain, what does the magistrate say?" asked Juliana with concern, and Lund and Minsk looked at him worriedly.

Because he didn't expect Lucien to have an unusually valuable fifth-level knight-like transcendent item and a longsword of at least level four, the clown not only failed to succeed, but was seen by Lucien with a mask and black gloves, and there was a serious omission, so the inquisition soon received Natasha's protest.

The clown shook his head: "The magistrate used the Silver Horn to pretend to be the night watchman to bluff the past, after all, for the Inquisition, this is not a glorious thing, and it must be concealed as much as possible." But at the same time, the magistrate did not listen to my explanation, and gave me the stern warning that if there was a next time, I would have to be tried by the internal court. ”

"Shall we just give up?" asked Juliana and Minsk and others reluctantly.

The clown looked out the window and whispered, "I have awakened from the darkness and been inspired by the Lord to become a night watchman. No matter how brutal and crazy I was in the past, I have been focused on fighting evil since I made the Night Watch vow. Therefore, even if I fall into darkness and be wronged by the church from now on, I will not let the evil professor live triumphantly. Neither my glory nor my creed will allow me to give it up. ”

If his initial emphasis on the professor came from hatred and face damage - otherwise it was only against him and not other magicians, but now it is close to the bottom line, the bottom line of a knight and a night watchman.

"Me too. The other three also whispered.

The clown glanced at them and said his decision: "Okay, let's pretend to give up for the time being, and then wait for the opportunity." ”

............

Ahem, cough, Lucien's violent cough startled Franz, who helped him compose the long poem and turn it into a song: "Mr. Evans, it doesn't matter to you, do you? Why don't you rest for a while and wait until you are well?"

Lucien turned pale and shook his head firmly: "As the last movement of this symphony is nearing completion, I feel more and more the passion and inspiration of the composition, the praise that gushes out of my life, I don't want to stop, I can't stop, Franz, do you understand?" (To be continued.) )