Dressed in a loose bathrobe, Mickey Wally took a bite of the fruit in his hand and lay comfortably on his side on the bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The night is getting deeper and the breeze is getting better.

The entire room was filled with the sound of Mitch Wally himself breathing, and pins could be heard.

Except for a few drunkards who were drunk and unconscious on the side of the road, the streets were empty at this time.

The bedroom was drowsy in the light of the few candles.

Mickey Wally, who had fallen asleep completely, had no idea of the black-robed man who had come out of the darkness like a ghost and stood silently beside his bed.

Makes a slight snoring sound, and sleeps soundly.

Low and hoarse, like a demon roaring, a black-robed man spoke, "My lord, we seem to have been fooled. ”

With an oppressive cold aura exuding from his body, the eyes of the Reut talent under the mask quietly watched Mickey Wally lying on the bed.

He has long blond hair, brown eyes, and a small scar on the right side of his cheek.

There was no difference between the person in front of him and the appearance described in the intelligence.

But the High Priest of the Vulcan Sect was himself a black-robed peak, if they had deliberately concealed their aura in the dark corner just now, then at this time, the heat was already hanging in his throat, and the person sleeping on the bed still did not react.

Then it can only mean one thing, the person in front of him should be similar to a stand-in.

Otherwise, with the spiritual power of the black-robed peak mystic, they should be detected within five meters of the target.

After a moment of silence, it seemed that the originally planned assassination operation was about to change its plan.

If this person is a stand-in, then where did the real Mickey Wally go?

Or is this person the bait that lures them into appearing?

After forming the Black Cavalry, Reutte, who was good at this, had already had several thoughts in his head.

If there was an ambush, it should have come out by now, which means that Mitch Wally himself did not know about their arrival, but where would he be now?

"Wake him up, I have something to ask him. ”

A black-robed man stretched out his large black leather glove hand and pinched the lower half of Mickey Wally's face like a pincer, while pressing his knee against his chest.

Under the pain, Mickey Wally, who had just fallen asleep, was a spirit!

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that there was a black-robed man standing in front of him!

The sudden fright made him subconsciously want to sit up!

But his chest was crushed, his mouth was sealed, and apart from a useless whine, this 'Mitch Wally', who had no power to fight back, was indeed his stand-in as Lloytec thought.

A chill began to spread like a shadow from under Reut's feet around the room.

It's like an icy hell!

The faint coercion made the look in the eyes of this 'Mickey Wally' extremely terrifying!

It was as if he had been thrown into the river of winter, and the biting cold made his soul scream!

A low, emotionless voice sounded slowly.

"I ask, you answer, if you try to call the guards, believe me, you will die a miserable death. ”

As if someone had stabbed a sharp knife in the brain, 'Mickey Wally' instantly understood what these people were here for.

My back was already wet with cold sweat.

Assassin!

Who sent them?! Aren't they afraid of the Vulcan cult's frenzied retaliation?!

Although it's just a stand-in, it can be done with the fake, and this stand-in himself is naturally not a fool who doesn't have a brain.

After the fright after waking up just now, he who had now calmed down looked at these black-robed people and nodded, signaling that he understood.

At this time, the black-robed man who had suppressed him slowly left from him.

Meat rubbed his aching chin, and 'Mitch Wally' pretended to be calm, "Who are you, do you know who I am?"

As he spoke, his gaze was already scanning the men by the dim candlelight of the room.

A pitch-black mask with a blood-red cross on it.

Enforcers?!

A mysterious organization that he had heard of suddenly appeared in his mind, when did the Vulcan have a holiday with these people who walk in the shadows?

The icy coercion enveloped him, and Reut spoke, "I'm not interested in who you are, tell me, where is the real Mickey Wally now?"

Sitting on the bed, tidying up his messy pajamas, the stand-in looked at Reuter and said slowly, "I don't know if you ask me, even if I know, you don't want to ask from my mouth." ”

His eyes were not good, and his voice grew cold, "And I advise you not to provoke that adult, if you have any needs, I can convey them to him for you." ”

With his back to Vulcan, the Mickey Wally stand-in has gradually regained some self-confidence.

"And who else do you know who has Mickey Wally's whereabouts?"

The stand-in snorted coldly, "Chief Priest Catalina may know, but I think you better stop it now, otherwise things will reach the point of irreversibility..."

Not wanting to hear his nonsense, Reut interrupted him, "Where is she now?"

Somewhat disdainful, the stand-in looked at Reut, "Just rest in the side hall next door, if you..."

Although he was in control of some things, and even bargained with Reut intentionally or unintentionally, these were just in vain.

A dagger slashed lightly through his throat, gushing blood into his trachea, clutching his neck as if he couldn't believe what was happening to him!

There was a meaningless snoring sound in his throat and he collapsed limply on the bed.

But even so, he struggled to tumble out of bed, trying to climb out of the door to warn, but he didn't climb a few meters before he lay motionless on the ground.

Reut stood at the window, saw through the glass that there was a faintly lit side hall not far away, and said lightly, "Let's go." ”

With his hands already covered in blood, he didn't care about this extra life.

As the dark red blood on the ground slowly spread outward, the three of them disappeared into the vast darkness.

...

Unlike the heavily guarded main hall, the side hall here is not guarded much, and it is not difficult for the three of Reuth to sneak into it.

Several hidden outposts were also uprooted by them one by one.

Stun a passing attendant, and Reuth was just standing outside the gate.

A soft female voice came out of it.

"A few guests have come from afar, don't you want to come in and sit down?"

For LOYTEC, there were no surprises.

In addition to picking up money and ambushing, it is difficult to quietly and silently walk into the side of a sober and mysterious person!

Having dealt with mystics for many years, they are familiar with these beings with extremely sensitive perceptions.

Pushing open the door, the three of Reuth entered the side hall.

A woman in a red robe with a graceful figure half-kneeling under the flame symbol in the center of the hall closed her eyes in prayer.