Hibbert didn't care about Kalashnikov, he wasn't interested in what this mixture of wood and metal was, and his mind was now full of the seconds when the half-elf disappeared in an instant.

It was a complete disappearance, as if the whole person had evaporated, and there was no breath of existence at all!

As a killer, Hibbert survived to this day not because of ruthlessness and cruelty, but because of his keen insight and strong vigilance, so as to ensure that he is always away from threats. Hibbert's expertise is almost entirely focused on information reconnaissance, because he has always believed that a good killer may not have the strength to defy everything, but must be an intelligence expert. It is precisely because of this that in the previous organizations, many of his peers who were far stronger than him died early, but he, a mediocre person who had only stepped into the realm of high-level magicians with one foot until the last few years, lived a dashing life for more than thirty years.

His so-called cruelty and ruthlessness will only be revealed when facing the little sheep who have no ability to resist, such as the half-elf in front of him, and his master. He had already detected and analyzed their abilities, and the result was that the gentleman's body had a faint aura of magical energy, which was a magical aura rather than an elemental aura, which meant that he held a magic prop, but did not have the ability to cast spells himself, and as for this half-elf slave, he was a complete ordinary person except for his seemingly good physique.

It is precisely because of this that he dares to act so unscrupulously.

Because of this, when he saw that the lamb he was originally regarded as an irresistible lamb suddenly showed an operation that he couldn't understand at all, his whole person was as if the sky had fallen.

Go!

Go now!

Why did she disappear, what was her identity, what was her purpose, what was in her hands, what the hell was her master, the answers to these questions were no longer important, and there was only one thought in Hibbert's mind, and that was to leave the damned hotel as soon as possible, and to get as far away as possible from these two unidentified masters and servants. Although his previous actions seemed radical, the premise was that he had everything in his hands, and now when there was a situation beyond his control, he would definitely admit it before anyone else.

This is the secret that he seems to be arrogant and domineering, but he has lived longer than anyone else. Superficial radicality is nothing more than a disguise, and when everyone, including his companions, thinks he is nothing more than a mad reckless man, but he observes everything like a falcon, hunting prey frantically when the situation allows, and abandoning his enemies and companions when the situation changes.

But for now, he can't rush yet.

This is not the first time that a similar situation has occurred, Hibbert seems to have returned to the time fifteen years ago, the closest he was to danger, and how similar that time was that Hibbert was not on a mission, but met the right prey in a bar. It was a charming woman, he approached and communicated with him like a previous prey, and became extremely familiar with her with his superb skills in handling her sister, until she became intimate, and even slept with each other, but just as he was about to make a move, he found that the woman's lower abdomen had an inconspicuous elemental pattern. If it were an ordinary person, he might ignore it, but how could he not know what this elemental magic pattern represented? It shows that the woman in his bed is an out-and-out magister who has already elementalized her body, but she only conceals her identity for the sake of seeking excitement!

Recalling the feeling of suffocation at the beginning, Hibbert felt that the current situation was quite easy to deal with.

This is also the second secret of his never miss, that is, whether it is for his target or prey, he will only bite down hard when his fangs can touch the opponent's neck, and before that, he was a handsome, gentle and elegant gentleman. His habit of deceiving and playing with his prey may seem perverted, but it also ensures that he has ample opportunities to understand each other, so as to discover many hidden crises, and even if these crises are exposed, he can retreat safely from the harmless state of humans and animals.

So although he was shocked, he was not nervous at all, especially this kind of little girl who was ignorant of the world, no matter how weird her abilities were, she couldn't get angry at herself.

"But, Miss Laetitia, just looking at the appearance doesn't mean anything......"

Hibbert pretended to be carefully observing the strange objects that the half-elves had shown him, but in fact he was actually trying to discern something. He quickly sensed that there were many strong elemental fluctuations in the box at the bottom of the object, which was the unique aura of the unstable elementals, and for any beginner elemental mage, it could be smelled from a long distance. This is also the most Achilles heel of the goblin musket, for magicians, the gunpowder that the musket must use, like a bright light in the night, can not be hidden, so although the musket is powerful, but if you want to use it against elemental mages, most of the results are to be the first to be discovered and evaded or counter-killed.

Therefore, the strange machine in front of him is likely to be an improved version of the goblin musket as the half-elf said, but the core problem has not been solved, and the effect of the improvement will be very limited.

But he didn't ask this to know more, he just wanted to stabilize the other party and then take the opportunity to get out.

"Yes, but I can show it to Mr. Hibbert. ”

"I'm afraid it's not good here. Hibbert thought to himself that the half-elf topic was too easy to guide, and continued, "but I do know that this hotel is the most luxurious place in Mtase, and even has a training ground for magicians and knights, and if you can show me there, I am sure it will be very suitable." ”

"Hmm...... Good!"

"Then wait a minute, I'll wash my hands, and I'll be in front of the restaurant in three minutes, okay?"

"No problem!"

See, it's as simple as that.

Hibbert made his way to the bathroom of the restaurant unhurriedly, knowing that this time both the prey and the target had been completely defeated, and all because the half-elf had disappeared in a matter of seconds. But it didn't matter, he should be thankful that it sent a dangerous signal, so that now he made a choice that could save his life. Next, he even planned to leave the city of Mtase, and there were many places on the continent that he hadn't visited, and the most dangerous thing for a killer was to stay in the same place for too long.

It's a good time to start a new journey with the killing.

Hibbert planned everything in his mind as he walked through the bathroom with ease, unleashing the art of aura masking and camouflage. He pushed open the secret door of the storeroom, past the mountain of cleaning utensils as if he were walking in his own home, and then opened a large locked iron gate in the depths of the storeroom, behind which was a winding ventilation duct that led directly downstairs.

This is his third unbeaten secret.

Wherever he went, he would be familiar with every plant and tree, and he would know everything he could get out of, even in places where the terrain was a hundred times more complicated than it was now, and he would be able to leave quickly.

however

Just as Hibbert's front foot had stepped into the ventilation duct, and a freehand smile was already on his face, he suddenly felt a faint cough from behind him, and his half-step foot was frozen in the air, unable to move.

His smile froze.

At the same time, a hoarse bellows-like voice came from behind him.

"Don't say goodbye, isn't it?"

Hibbert slowly turned his head and saw an old man in his last years, his appearance was not good, half of his hair had fallen out, his hands and feet were crippled, his breath was dying, and he looked like he would die at any moment.

But at this time, Hibbert was as terrified as he was when he saw an ancient dragon.

"I've never done anything, please...... Let me go. ”

He didn't have any intention of resisting, not that he didn't want to, but now he couldn't even move a finger except for begging for mercy with a slurred speech while dripping in a cold sweat. The elements around him have been locked up, and his body has been firmly imprisoned by an invisible force, and in his cognition, the only one who can do this is a magus who has transcended the limits of human beings.

Why is there a Magister!

Damn, what the hell is that shitty kid!

Although he knew that no matter how much he had a secret, he would not be able to truly achieve perfection after all, but it was still difficult for him to accept that he would end up in such a wronged way.

Heaven and earth conscience, he hasn't had time to do anything bad!

The unattractive old man in front of him seemed to read his heart, glanced at him lightly, and said: "Mesfield, this is your original name, you have 435 lives on your hands so far, a great achievement, and there are not many people on the entire continent who can surpass you." Ignoring the disbelief in Hibbert's round eyes, he continued, "If you want to live and continue this number, go back and fulfill your promise." ”

Hibbert was dead-faced.

In the past few decades, he has lived in dozens of cities and changed nearly a hundred different identities, but the name of Mesfield has not been mentioned since he left the Eternal Night Forest! Everyone who knows this name thinks that he has died in the mouth of the ghost wolves at the edge of the forest.

It's over, it's completely over......

It was the only thought that came to his mind.

Although he didn't know what the purpose was, even if he did what the man in front of him said, he didn't feel that he still had any hope of living. He had the self-knowledge that the things he had done would be enough to be executed a hundred times in any country.