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What the hell?!, at such a terrible time, the staff was gone.

A bad feeling rose in the old magician's heart, could it be that his identity had been discovered in advance? But Owen recalled carefully, as soon as the four of them entered the door, they had a friction with a team of mercenaries, as if they had never approached the bar.

It's strange, who took the staff?

Just when the old magician was puzzled, an inexplicable sleepiness suddenly came to his heart, Owen only felt an unprecedented tiredness, as if he had been adrift in the sea for a long time, alone against the endless storm, surrounded by only endless seawater, looking up, he could not see the direction of the land, the old magician only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he vaguely heard someone in the distance singing an unknown lullaby, he just wanted to sleep forever in this lullaby.

Oops, it's lethargy.

Owen is also a magician, and he quickly realized that he should have fallen under someone else's magic in his current state.

Could it be that this group of people in front of him still has a helper in the shadows? The old magician was shocked, these four knights who exuded a dangerous aura were already difficult to deal with, and if there was a magician lurking in the shadows, wouldn't it be even worse.

The old magician stiffened his neck, desperately resisting the growing drowsiness, and Owen tried to warn the fat merchant and the captain of the guard before he lost consciousness, but when he turned his head in Zach's direction with difficulty, he found that everyone, including the fat boss, had fallen asleep on the ground.

Owen could no longer hide the horror in his heart, this was not a sleeping technique, the scope of effect of the third-order sleeping technique was by no means so large, in fact, it was not only Zack's area, there was no one who could still stand as far as the old magician could see, Owen wanted to turn his head to look at other places, but he could no longer resist the surging sleepiness, his eyes were closed, his head was tilted, and he fell asleep against the bar.

A moment later, only five people were left standing in the otherwise bustling tavern.

"Song of the Fourth-Order Magic Siren?" the young knight looked at the unfamiliar figure not far away, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "It seems that some powerful character has appeared." ”

After saying that, he laughed again, revealing two rows of white teeth, "It's a pity that Your Excellency's spell doesn't seem to have any effect on us." ”

"Punishment knight, immune to most magic below the fifth order, I know, don't get me wrong, that spell just now was not placed on you in the first place. Rob said lightly.

The Song of the Siren was used by the future Ultra Magister to clear the ground, and it enveloped the entire tavern, including the second floor, and now everyone except the five of them in the tavern had fallen into a coma, and the snoring sound around them was one after another.

At this time, the great magician's drunkenness had not completely faded, his head was still a little heavy, rubbing his temples, Rob picked up a chair and placed it in front of the four of them, "Come, let's talk." ”

The four knights glanced at each other, sensing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Magicians are not uncommon, there are many magicians who can release fourth-order magic, and even they have killed several powerful magicians with their own hands, but there are not many people who can know the Inquisition and recognize their origin at a glance, not to mention that the other party is still so young, when will the magicians who can release fourth-order magic be so young?

"Who is Your Excellency?" For the sake of caution, the middle-aged knight still decided to touch the other party's roots first.

"Don't worry, I'm just a helpless wandering mage, and I have nothing to do with your heresy inquisition. Rob sat down in his chair, and the staff he had received from the old magician casually rested on his lap, "Alright, I've answered your question, it's time for me to ask, why is the Inquisition looking for that girl?"

The young knight's eyes lit up, "Have you seen her?"

The Grand Magician sighed, "That's why I hate you unruly people the most, and you don't even understand the basic law of questioning." ”

"Since you know that we are knights of punishment, you should know that our people in the Inquisition never reason with others. ”

The knight, who had been shouting for supper before, walked half a meter in front of Rob and stopped, a look of curiosity appeared on his face, "I really don't know whether to say that you are stupid or brave, as a mage, you dare to let me be so close to you as a melee professional." ”

The other three knights were also surprised, they didn't seem to expect Rob to be so big, and before he could pick up the staff on his knee, the archmage sat there as if he had given up resistance, watching the Punishment Knight walk up to him.

At such a close distance, ordinary magicians have no time to cast spells, on the contrary, knights can pull out the swords at their waists in the blink of an eye, plus the punishment knight himself is a guest star of magicians, and can even be immune to most magic below the fifth order, unless they encounter high-level mages, otherwise the legal profession that is a headache for ordinary people is not much different from ordinary people in their eyes.

In such a situation, anyone will feel that the winner has been decided.

"Give you a quarter of an hour to pry his mouth open. The middle-aged knight commanded, "In addition to figuring out his relationship with the girl and where the girl is now, ask him how he knew about the Inquisition." ”

"I'll help too. The young knight grinned and took out the torture equipment box he carried with him, the people in the Inquisition probably have a pathological fanaticism about the use of torture, there are special torture equipment designers, and every year they will invest a lot of time and money in researching new torture tools, which they manufacture and produce, and hand them over to the punishment knight to use, track and collect their feedback results, and then modify them on this basis, and enjoy it.

The young knight's favorite is a torture device called the Light Bone Crusher, he just received the latest version before going out this time, this thing is said to grind a person's bones as fine as flour, and with another potion that keeps people awake forever, the taste is not too good, the young knight can't wait to find someone to try, his original target was the captain of the guard, but now he has found a better prey.

"Hey, it's good to have faith, but you guys are a little overconfident. The archmage yawned, and finally reached out and grasped the staff on his knee.