Fulfilling time always flies quickly.

In a blink of an eye, more than half of the morning had passed, and Li Xuan clapped his hands: "We'll be here today, find a quiet place to start breathing meditation training when we go back." ”

"Obey your orders, teacher. The six apprentices all stood up and left slowly.

Lilian looked at the pair of beautiful eyes that kept looking at Li Xuan's back as she walked out of the classroom, and her mind was full of the picture of Li Xuan holding her hand three times today, she touched her hot face, shook her head, didn't think about it anymore, followed the other apprentices out of the classroom, and slowly walked down the stairs and downstairs.

After class, Li Xuan did not follow the apprentices downstairs, but stood quietly on the balcony on the third floor, quietly watching the departure of several apprentices, his eyes kept falling on Lilian's body, and Lilian's sweet smile appeared in front of him from time to time.

Sighing softly, Li Xuan didn't think much about it, there was still a while before the time to eat lunch, he turned around and walked to the table in the pavilion on the third floor, took out a parchment book, and slowly flipped through it.

In the city of Carroston, not far from the Iron Chamber of Commerce, the disheveled Pato had a gray face, he was dressed in a shabby gray labor costume, and another cavalryman in the same costume squatted far away at the mouth of an alley, looking at the blacksmith shop along the street of the Iron Chamber of Commerce from time to time.

Not long after, a tall man with a leather blacksmith's front cloak around his neck and a dirty body came out of the blacksmith's shop. The target appeared, and Pato and his companions quickly looked away, shrunk their bodies, and observed the man with their peripheral vision.

After the man walked out of the blacksmith shop, he patted the dust off his body, walked a little south along the street, looked around vaguely at the mouth of a small alley, and then walked into the alley.

Pato's companion nodded to Pato, and the two men stood up and walked slowly down the alley into which the man had entered.

Soon the two of them walked to the entrance of the alley, and after Pato looked around carefully to make sure that no one noticed them, the two men also walked into the alley.

After turning a few corners down the alley, Pato saw a man surrounded by several of his other cavalry companions.

The man was half-hunched and looked at the people surrounding him warily, and the two daggers that looked very sharp were firmly grasped in his hands.

Pato walked up to the man, lowered his voice, and said to him coldly: "If I were you, I would be wise to throw away the dagger in my hand, so as not to be injured and suffer more." ”

"What do you want?" asked the man, looking at Pato with a serious expression.

"Throw away the dagger in your hand, we don't want to do anything to you, it's true. Pato said, looking at him.

The man tightened the two daggers in his hand, stared at him, and waved the daggers in the direction where the gap in the crowd surrounding him was the largest, and rushed over.

A cavalryman stared coldly at the man's movements, did not retreat, but advanced, turned to the side of the man wielding the dagger, kicked the man's thigh, and the huge force directly kicked the man to the ground, without pausing, and kicked the man's left forearm holding the dagger, and a sharp dagger was directly kicked away.

The pain in his leg and left forearm made the man's face scream with a painful "ah", and he endured the severe pain and violently waved the dagger in his right hand to stab at the cavalryman.

The cavalry did not dodge, and quickly shot out with the same expression on his face, grabbed the man's right hand, twisted it with his backhand, instantly removed the dagger in his hand, pressed it the ground, half-squatted down, and pressed his knees on the man, so that he couldn't break free.

The other cavalry didn't move, Pato walked over, squatted down, looked at the subdued man and slowly spoke: "Look, I told you at the beginning, how good it is to throw away the dagger, and you don't have to suffer so much, right?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the cavalry who had subdued the man and nodded.

The cavalryman stretched out his hand and slashed at the back of the man's neck with a very hard wave, and the man who was still struggling was instantly knocked unconscious, and his whole body softened.

The horseman turned both hands behind his back, took out the rope and tied his hands firmly, and then wrapped the rope around the man's neck, and gently strangled it, and when it was strong, he stood up and said to Pato, "The carriage is on the other side of the alley." ”

Pato nodded, picked up the two sharp daggers on the ground, several people carried the unconscious man and quickly left along the alley, at the other end of the alley, a carriage blocked the alley, several people stuffed the man into the carriage, Pato and a cavalryman also got into the carriage, and the carriage quickly left the alley.

The carriage quickly left the city of Carouston along the main road, and Pato sat in the carriage and slowly observed the two daggers in his hand, these two short daggers were very sharp, the handle of the daggers was very flat, and very short, just enough to be held in the palm of one hand, and the gauntlet was very thin, such daggers were hidden on the body, and it was difficult to find them if they were not carefully searched.

Pato lifted the man's leather blacksmith's front and man's garment, and a leather belt was wrapped around the man's belly, and on the belt were two thin leather sheaths for daggers.

Letting go of his hand, Pato looked at the unconscious man with cold eyes, silent.

Soon after, the carriage became bumpy, and Pato knew that this was the main way to leave.

After a few moments, the man woke up from the jolting of the carriage, and he struggled to look up at Pato and the other horseman and said, "You are the cavalrymen of the will of the oak, why do you want to arrest me, let me go." Let me go back. ”

Pato looked at the man coldly, holding the man's two daggers in his hand, and said softly: "If you are quiet, you will suffer a lot less, you have to believe my words, I never lie to people." ”

Hearing Pato's words, the man wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth to speak again.

The carriage quickly stopped, and Pato stepped out of the carriage and into the abandoned mine, into which another cavalryman accompanied the man.

Walking deeper into the mine, there was a campfire surrounded by several cavalry, and three other gagged men tied to several large wooden stakes left of the mine.

The cavalryman who came in with Pato escorted the man in his hand to the large wooden stake where the other three men were tied, and tied the man in his hand firmly to the stake.

Pato looked at the crowd, nodded, and asked, "Did everything go well?"

The cavalryman, who was sitting by the campfire with a small scar on the corner of his mouth, stood up and said to Pato: "The action went well and did not cause a great commotion, but we found quite a few. ”

He pointed to a pile of things on the ground and continued: "Blocks of lime powder, daggers, thin parchment rolls, sheared charcoal, and a few packets of powdered medicine of unknown composition. ”

Pato squatted down, threw the two sharp daggers in his hand into the pile of items, looked up at the four men tied up next to the big wooden stake, and said coldly: "Then now everyone is all together!