There was a careful knock on the door, Tarrant opened his eyes, he was stuck in the quilt, he actually fell asleep, his physical condition was not very good for a while, he patted his forehead, "Come in." ”

Stewart pushed open the door and looked at Tarrant with concern.

"What's wrong?" Tarrant sat up, a little dazed.

"Are you alright?" the butler said, standing beside the bed, "and he doesn't seem to be in good spirits." ”

"It's okay, just sleepy", Tarrant grabbed the civilian clothes next to him and draped them over his shoulders, "What time is it?"

"It's almost half-past four, I'll get you some food. ”

"Okay", his stomach was already empty, his mouth was dry, "bring me another glass of water", Tarrant took a few deep breaths, and slowly recalled the plan he had prepared earlier, he was going to borrow a suit of armor, Lynn's place, half past four, and when he came back to take a bath, he went to Katrina's house, thinking of this, he hurriedly put on his clothes and ran downstairs.

The butler was going upstairs with a plate, "Veal steak, mashed potatoes." ”

"Very well", he took the plate and sat down on the sofa, leaned his neck to drink a glass of water, and asked, "Where did Kira Viton go?"

"After lunch, she went out. ”

"Where's it going?" Tarrant cut the steak into four neat pieces, which would save a lot of time.

"No, the girl drank so much that she only had some mashed potatoes for lunch. ”

The steak was tender, and Tarrant chewed quickly, the aroma mixed with mashed potatoes and filling her stomach together, "Did she bring a weapon?"

"There's a little hammer around my waist. ”

"If she comes back for dinner, make sure she waits for me", Tarrant is sure she will come back, she needs help.

"Okay, do you want to add more?" The food on the plate had been swallowed.

Tarrant pushed away the plate and wiped his mouth with a napkin, "No, I'm going to go out, dinner doesn't need to be prepared for me, Uncle Sorrentino is back." ”

The butler put away the cutlery and napkins, "When did the adults come back?"

"This morning," Tarrant strode out.

At five o'clock Tarrant was standing outside Lynn Manor, and the two guards glared at Tarrant's face, and they seemed to recognize him by the smell, "Lord Lynn is not home. ”

Tarrant looked into the park, there was a carriage parked in front of the building, the car looked very ordinary, it was not the one Tarrant had sat in last time, it was probably for the next person, the coachman stood at the back of the car and knocked something, the window in the study was closed, the curtains were not drawn, there was no one behind the desk, he asked in disappointment: "Do you know when Lynn will come back?"

The two soldiers glanced at each other, "He's not in the capital for a while." ”

"Alright", Tarrant sneered, his armor plan was in ruins, and he had to find another way.

There were two hours left, enough for him to slowly pac home and get ready, Tarrant walked back with his head down, Kira Veton would carry out her crazy plan, his current attitude was neither for nor against, Lovell was not a good person, otherwise he would not have indulged his students, and the amazing coincidence also made Tarrant link Lovell with Blenger, eighty percent, maybe meeting to find out some truth, but unfortunately the apprentice has been dropped, they can't talk in a peaceful way, Tarrant also wants to know what the bet is about, and how the other participants will implement the bet。

A blackbird "chirped" overhead, Tarrant raised his head, a large black cloud coiled in the sky, it looked like it might rain, he quickened his pace, not having a good armor on hand was the most headache, he couldn't participate in the war, and the suspicion of murder couldn't get rid of.

It was already dark after two blocks, the air was dull and dusty, the carriage was moving quickly down the street, and Tarrant patted the empty spirit bag, it was all annoying, he should take care of the gold coins, so that he would not have to be annoyed that the money was going too quickly every time.

"Bell", a private carriage stopped at the door of the villa in front, and a lady in a white tight evening dress carefully slipped into the car with the help of the coachman.

The rich man's night party was about to begin, and Tarrant walked past the carriage, catching a glimpse of the white figure, with curly hair, a necklace studded with broken diamonds, and a chest tightly wrapped.

It was a kind of day without pursuit, and Tarrant had experienced it a long time ago, noisy balls, all kinds of fine wines, everyone with a false smile, and a dirty idea hidden under a neat dress, if it weren't for the father's departure to let those ugly people show their true colors, maybe the current days would have been replaced by erosion.

The carriage carried the girl past Tarrant, who twisted his sore neck and noticed a man in black civilian clothes on his left looking sneakily with broken steps.

The man's eyes fell on the carriage in front of him, it was the girl, Tarrant smelled a hint of crime and had to follow them, he slowed down to let the man move forward, the carriage turned on the right, and the man in black also turned into the street.

A thought flashed, serial murder, the murderer must follow the target in advance to find the right place and time, Tarrant sped up to follow them, the carriage in front of it trotted leisurely, and the lady in the car did not notice the two people behind him.

Seeing that the man's figure is not strong, the civilian clothes are slightly loose, professionals should not wear this kind of clothes when committing crimes, maybe it was a misunderstanding, Tarrant hesitated whether to continue, no, he couldn't let this possibility, if the man had bad intentions, the girl in the car was very dangerous, Tarrant decided to continue to follow them.

After passing several street intersections in succession, the carriage drove into a secluded street in the business district, where there was a high-end residential complex, and Tarantega followed closely behind the man in black.

The carriage stopped in front of a large villa, the candles in the house converged into a day-light light, laughter and clinking glasses were heard from time to time, a hymn was played by the violin and pipe, and the girl in white slowly stepped out of the carriage, "Go back first, come and pick me up later," she instructed the coachman.

The coachman took off his hat and saluted, and drove away quickly.

The girl didn't notice the trailing person behind her, she walked towards the gate with graceful steps, and the man in black stepped forward, about to have an accident, Tarrant's heart sank and he followed, and when the man's hand reached out to the girl's neck, Tarrant swung his left fist.

"Poof" the man fell behind the girl's heels, and the girl turned around in surprise, "Ah" She was frightened by the sight, and covered her mouth with her hands and screamed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm the knight of the Light of Shelter," Tarrant hurriedly explained, blurting out a familiar term.

"You ......", the girl retreated in panic, she clutched her small bag in front of her, "Who is he?"

"He's been following you here since the White Mist," Tarrant tugged at the man in black by the collar.

The girl bent slightly to stare at the man's face, "Benson?"

"Right...... It's me......" The man in black, who was lifted up like a chick, groped the back of his head and snorted in pain.