The bell of the church struck twelve times at midnight, and it was a quiet night, even a little oozing, and the fireflies fluttered like ghost fires.

A small bush outside the Black Goat Manor suddenly shook, and how could a small bush suddenly shake when there was no wind around? There must be something strange about this.

One of the guards shook the bushes, drew the long sword he wore at his waist, and tiptoed over. The sharp blade shone with a hint of light, and the fine forged moire on the sword body also showed that this was a good sword, even if it was a military item.

As the bushes got closer and closer, the guards' heartbeats began to accelerate, after all, no one knew if an enemy would suddenly jump out of the bushes with weapons in hand. He licked his lips, his fingers releasing the hilt of his sword, and then grasped it again. The guards were ready for battle, a string was stretched in their hearts, ready to respond to a sudden attack at any time.

"Hah!" the sword stabbed at the bush with lightning speed. Leaves and flowers flew wildly, and the bushes shook, but the imaginary sound of swords sprinting into flesh and blood splattering did not happen.

"Whew, it turned out to be a false alarm, it seems that I've been a little too sensitive these days. The guard put away his sword and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand. He turned around and prepared to return.

"Hehe, do you really think it's just a false alarm?"

It's a pity that the guard didn't hear this.

Glow slowly pulled the "rose" thorn from the guard's chest, and a puddle of blood still carrying the temperature of the human body spurted out from the still spasming and shaking corpse, and rose flowers bloomed on the trunk of the tree.

Tonight, black clouds overwhelm the city, there is no light under the moon, and beyond ten meters is the pitch black that you can't see your fingers. The weather was a night of divine help for an Assassin, and no one knew and loved the darkness more than the Assassin, and the darkness was the life of the Assassin.

John Hersh, as if anticipating an attack, doubled the number of guards. One out of every two guards stands guard with a magic lantern, and the others patrol. The manor has also opened an anti-magic array and various detection arrays, which can be said to be extremely exhaustive, thinking of all aspects, whether it is teleportation, stealth or frontal attack, it is impossible to enter without being detected.

"This Hersh is very wealthy, so many magic arrays can be opened as soon as they are said. This is not a serious magic tower, and if you open it overnight without an energy well, it is estimated that it will cost tens of thousands of gold coins, what a loser. Looking at the various magic arrays in the manor, he said secretly in his heart.

The magic array is a large energy consumer, and in the absence of an energy well that can draw energy from various places, the only way to open the magic array function is to use the precious magic crystal ore. This thing is not cheap, unless necessary, no one will use this thing to provide energy for the magic array, Hersh is probably frightened, and spent blood to open all the magic arrays in the manor.

"It seems that if you want to sneak in, you can't really do it for a while. "According to the frown, these magic arrays are all powered by magic crystals. Although the disadvantages of this are great, the advantage is that you can't get a large number of connected magic arrays at once by destroying the energy well, and you can only come one by one.

The anti-magic magic array in the manor is limited to discovering his magic fluctuations, and the counter-attack magic of the magic array has no harmful effect on him, but the task of this trip is to infiltrate silently, as long as it is discovered, it will be considered a failure. It is still impossible to determine Silvia's location, and it is absolutely impossible to attack strongly, if the opponent jumps over the wall and kills Silvia, then such a result is unacceptable.

"Trouble, trouble. ”

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In the Grey Goat Manor, Hersh didn't even dare to sleep, and now he could only rely on a cup of strong tea to boost his spirits.

"My lord, you better go back to your room and rest, I have already arranged it outside, you can go to sleep with confidence." The old butler offered at the side. Hersh didn't go to rest, and he didn't dare to rest as a subordinate, only when Hersh returned to his room, he could sleep peacefully, not so much for Hersh's sake, but for his own good.

"Rest, do you think I can sleep under such circumstances?" Hersh, who was exhausted, was very irritable at this time. He slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground, and the beautiful porcelain teacup fell on the carpet and did not shatter, but the carpet made of Victorian goat's wool from Victoria Bay on the ground was stained with a large tea stain, and if it was not cleaned up in time, it would leave permanent tea spots that could not be erased, which would greatly reduce the value of this valuable carpet.

Ever since he was stabbed by the "Rose" thorn in the galloping carriage, Hersh had been in a state of trepidation when he returned. The thorn impressed him too much, it was a galloping carriage, not a toy! How powerful would it be for a man to catch up with a carriage on two legs?

While Hersh's heart was pounding, the owner of the carriage that had caught up with him on two legs was performing a tightrope walk.

The wire swayed in mid-air, and it walked cautiously on it.

This wire was used to hang a huge noble emblem that ran from the castle to the head of the wall, and the wire machine was almost at its limit to support the entire emblem, but the darkness had to walk over it.

This is also something that can't be helped, and after walking around the neighborhood, he only found such a way to enter without being detected - only in mid-air it will not be detected by the magic array.

"Oh my God, I really hate acrobatics in the air, I'd rather fight ten high-level demons than do this kind of thing!" While jumping around in mid-air, he grumbled at the same time: "Oh~Oh~, it's going to fall off...... It scared the hell out of me......"

The wire in mid-air trembled slightly, as if it might be blown off by the wind at any moment. Gloom jumped up and down on it, and the wire trembled even more because of it, and it only took a little more force each time for it to break. But the darkness was to let him stay in this state of being broken but continuous, until he jumped over.

Left rock, right rock, up rock, down swing, swing, shake, flutter, float.

Finally, it fell to a balcony, and the wire was still not broken, it was shaking, but it was constantly moving.

The noble emblem swayed in mid-air, making a rattling sound that stirred the air.

In the dark night, the dark dancers, the black dance.