191. An unquiet night

Almost at the same time, the two guards were suffocated and unconscious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Esther used a lot of strength, and there was no external force, so they could be in a coma for three days and five days. I just hope it doesn't cause them any terrible after-effects.

He dragged the two guards together, put them on the ground smoothly, and then indifferently let out three "meow meow" sounds.

This is the code agreed upon by Esther and Mora Gault, imitating the cry of the little ink ball. Only those who have heard it can imitate it, because there is no such thing as a cat in Coronia.

Soon, Mora Gault temporarily blocked the magic protection at the gate, and walked in through the gate opened by East, as if she had not come to kill and set fire tonight, but to inspect the nobles of the realm.

"Well done!" said Mora Gault, looking at the lying bodies of the two guards. "I'm afraid you'll not be able to do it. ”

"I didn't kill them. For such small people, there is no need to kill them. They don't threaten us either. ”

Esther handed Mora Gault a sword from the Self-Guard. "If there is any more fighting, it is better not to kill. If you really can't do it, you can use this weapon. ”

The two glided through the meadow like ghosts from the underworld, through the woods, to the place where the lights radiated.

A small lake appeared in front of the two of them, and on three sides of the small lake, there were two two-story buildings with long roofs. The lights were still on in the annex building on the left, and several alchemy carriages were parked in front of the building, and several servant-like people were going up and down the surroundings, seemingly doing maintenance work after use.

In addition to this, the main building on the other side of the lake and the annex building on the right side were completely darkened, and it was clear that the people in the building had fallen asleep.

"On the left are the servants, and on the right are the guards. Esther whispered to Mora Gault.

"How do you know?"

"The smell of leather armor, the leather armor of the two guards, has a special smell, which only comes from the right, and the left side is more of a kitchen smell. ”

"You go to the right, I'll go to the left. Mora Gott made a cold throat-slitting motion.

"No need!" Esther grabbed Mora Gault's arm and shook his head at her. "We went straight to the main building and I was able to find Helena directly. ”

"What's the difference, these guards still have to die in a fight, not to mention, they will see us as we are. You can't cover your face with a black scarf when you fight. Mora Gault argued.

"I said there was no need to kill so many people, but I didn't mean that they wouldn't be addressed. Esther pulled out a brown leather pocket with dark green stripes from the spatial belt.

"This is a powerful hypnotic powder, which I dug out from the Green Cross headquarters. Let's go get rid of all the guards first. ”

"This thing is useless against the legendary powerhouse. ”

"I know. But there is no fourth legendary powerhouse here. You, I, Helena, and no one else. ”

Unbeknownst to East, there were three legendary powerhouses here three years ago, including Helena, who lived in three buildings. This can only be said to be that the Pervas family's front is too long, which leads to the exposure of weaknesses in Coronia itself. Even more lawless traversers, completely ignoring the subsequent impact, can only get to this point today.

Using the wind-making technique, a large amount of hypnotic drugs were evenly scattered into every corner of the two buildings, and the two of them walked along the road around the small lake to the final main building.

The main door to the building was not locked, and probably the owner did not think that there would be petty theft. After Mora Gault was sure that there were no magic traps or alarm systems, Esther gently pushed the door open and entered the building.

"It's all over the place. Esther sniffled again. "But the smell is the strongest, it's upstairs. ”

"Let's go find her. Mora Gault drew her sword and stepped up the stairs in a calm tone, but Esther noticed that her sword-wielding arm was trembling slightly.

Helena Thrace Pervas slept a little unsoundly tonight.

A premonition of danger haunted her, making her extremely worried.

Just now, she was awakened by a nightmare. When she woke up, she found that her nightgown was soaked with cold sweat.

Strangely, when she woke up, she couldn't remember what happened in her dream. I just had a vague impression that I dreamed of a very familiar person.

The room was dark, but there was no obstacle for Helena, who had arcane vision. She looked at the magic clock on the wall, it was an old-fashioned clock that didn't shine, an antique from the early days of the invention of the magic clock. This magic clock can only be used by spellcasters with arcane vision.

"Three o'clock in the morning. Helena muttered. "It was another long sleepless night. ”

She felt uncomfortable with the cold nightgown sticking to her, so she took it off, wore no shoes, and walked barefoot on the thick carpet. The soft and hard short hairs on the surface of the carpet made her soft soles feel a pleasant itch.

This is the most expensive wool carpet from the Orff Republic, and it is also one of her favorites. From a very young age, she played and practiced on such a carpet in her teacher's house. That contact between skin and carpet brought her memories that she will never forget.

The training tasks assigned by the teacher are very difficult. Many times, she couldn't hold on and fell on the carpet in pain.

But at that time, there would always be a pair of white and tender little hands reaching out and shouting her name at the same time. "Helena, come on, we can do it. ”

It's her best friend's hand, and it's her best friend's voice.

It was the first person in her short life who did not take her status as a debt collateral lightly, and it was the brightest memory of her sad childhood.

She remembered that the other party always used a contemptuous tone to declare that half of the children of Colombo's nobility were waste, and that they could only survive by inheriting the titles of their elders.

Compared with herself who is cautious in everything and kind to others everywhere, she is confident, proud, and invincible, and does not care about all human feelings. She seems to be the other side of herself, unrestrained like the wind, passionate like a flame.

She and herself have become legends at the age of flowers. During those years, the two young girls thought that they would be together forever, and made a vow to follow in the footsteps of their teacher, to travel together, and to leave their own legend in the multiverse.

But why did it all come to an abrupt end 12 years ago?

A cool mist of water sprayed from the overhead shower, wetting her hair and cheeks. Helena watched in the darkness as Arcane Vision reflected herself in the mirror. It was a beautiful woman as bright as the midday sun, exactly the same as it had been twelve years ago.

Strangely, she remembered exactly how she had been twelve years ago, but for the man she had vowed to be with for the rest of her life, she could only remember the flaming red hair.

"Mora Gott. Helena whispered the incantation-like name. She suddenly shuddered, thinking about why she felt uncomfortable at Princess Elizabeth's coming-of-age ceremony.

Because she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It was a familiar and unfamiliar feeling in her Legend Sense, and it suddenly reminded her of the person who practiced with her every day twelve years ago, or even more, to help her feel the power of the realm unique to the legendary powerhouse.

And the last thing she saw was the back.

That's the back of Mora Gott.

"Are you back?" Helena reached out and gently touched herself in the mirror.

"I never believed you were dead!" the cold liquid flowed down her cheeks, giving Helena's lips and tongue a salty taste.

Madame Pervas shook her head violently in her own words, freeing herself from the terrible memories. She walked out of the bathroom, put on a new dry dressing gown, walked to the window, and in the darkness, leaned against the wall by the window, quietly looking at the small lake in front of her.

Suddenly, Helena's eyes widened. She noticed that the place where the servants lived was still silent, which was clearly not normal. In order to prepare breakfast for nearly a hundred guards and servants, especially so that she could eat breakfast in time when she had always gotten up early, the day's work had already begun in the kitchen of the manor at this time of day. At the very least, the kitchen will be lit up.

But today, it's dark.

Once again, the danger perception alerts Helena. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly removed the sword and shield that hung on the wall above her bed.

The sword is a magic sword, forged entirely from Mithril, a gift from the Orff Republic to the Duke of Pervas, with seven effects attached by the alchemists.

The shield is an alchemical shield, made from the twigs of golden-leaved cedar, and covered with animal skins from legendary creatures killed by the new plane. Under the effect of alchemy, there is only a kilogram of light round shield, but it has more defense than the tower shield.

Such a powerful weapon and equipment can only be hung on the wall as decorations, which once made Helena feel that it was a waste. Tonight, however, she felt that her father-in-law's habit of throwing magic weapons around was beneficial.

Helena pulled the sword flower, satisfied with the perfect balance of the sword. She wanted to see what was going on tonight that was making her restless.

But before that, she has a very urgent thing to do, and that is to sleep with her daughter next door.

The eleven-year-old son has now begun to learn the Triple Ring spell and has shown the same talent as his father. Ten-year-old daughter, Helena, is always with her to teach. In her opinion, her daughter will definitely become a new generation of Arcane Knights. And the girl did not disappoint her mother, no matter how hard the training was, she was able to grit her teeth and persevere.

However, unlike the son who was regarded as the heir of the next generation of the family and received elite education since he was a child, he appeared to be a young man, and his daughter, who was only one year younger than his brother, was much more immature. Every day before going to bed, the little girl had to pester Helena to tell a story and send a goodnight kiss before she was willing to sleep alone.

Tie the waists of her dressing gowns tightly with a sheet, and Helena pushed open the door and walked barefoot to the hallway, which was also covered with fine carpets.

Then, she heard a slight sound of footsteps on the stairs not far away.

"Who's there?" asked Helena, shielding her shield and raising her sword.

In the next moment, Helena saw a hazy figure slowly emerge from the stairs. She knew that this was the effect of the hazy technique, which could effectively hide her true colors.

"The one who hides his head and tail!"

A layer of cyan light lit up on Helena's sword, dispelling the spell effect on the opponent's body in an instant.