After the dinner to welcome Mo Yan's arrival, send off Camos, who has been apologizing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Mo Yan sat at the desk in the room, lighting the candlestick that the servant had placed on the table. He pulled out a piece of wormwood paper, holding a quill in his hand, but he didn't make the next move.

Although he had been prepared for the life under the fence, Mo Yan really couldn't swallow that breath when he was really ridiculed like that. If it weren't for Camos's face, Mo Yan really wanted to turn his face in the restaurant and trample that self-righteous old bastard under his feet, so that he knew what Long Aotian's wrath was.

"Be sober, it's impossible for everyone to look at you well, let alone live in someone else's house, eat for nothing. Mo Yan sighed silently and thought.

Immediately, the quill pen slightly stained with ink fell on the paper, and Mo Yan searched for the pattern of the magic circle that night in his memory, frowning and slowly drawing it out while thinking. More than a month has passed since the night Camos was arrested. Although Mo Yan's memory is very good, if he wants to draw it without careful memory, the difficulty is really not ordinary.

Two hours later, Mo Yan blew the ink on the paper, picked up his "re-chopping hand-print" drawing, and finally drew the circle in his mind, and the floor around the desk was also covered with paper balls.

Mo Yan knew that there were still some mistakes in this picture, but that was the only thing he could really recall. Mo Yan took the knife and cut the drawing into four parts, tomorrow he will go to the Mage Guild, and if he can meet the old mage smoothly, he will give him one of them.

"Then the next step is to find a way to make money. Mo Yan blew out the candles in the house, took off his clothes and climbed into bed, his mind full of plans to make money. If the technology of this world is backward, but there are many incredible things, magic can do some things that technology cannot do.

After seeing the library at Camos's house, Mo Yan decided to investigate first, otherwise he might make a joke.

"I don't know if the price will be very expensive if it is a transparent material that can replace glass, but if it is very expensive...... Maybe the glass will be a little tricky. Looking at the ceiling covered with gilt patterns and paintings, Mo Yan thought about his money-making plan in the dark, and fell asleep unconsciously.

It took Mo Yan a lot of time to finish the drawings, and it was already late tonight, but in the Thornland Mansion, there were still a few rooms with lights still on.

"My lord, are you looking for me?" Edward, who entered the mansion unimpeded along the way, met the owner of the mansion in his study. In the center of the study is a magic lamp with exquisite workmanship, so that the whole room is still bright and does not feel dim even if there are no candlesticks.

Duke Nick, who was writing a letter, saw Edward pushing the door in, and put down the quill pen in his hand.

"I need you to kill someone. Duke Nick tossed a bag of gems to Edward and said, "He lives in the guest room on the east side of the mansion, and I want you to be clean." Don't make people suspicious, it's best to pretend to leave overnight. ”

Edward took the tossed bag and put it in his arms without looking. Everyone knows that Sunderland is the richest aristocrat in Maris, and he has never been stingy with money. Speaking of which, after receiving an urgent summons from Nick, I thought something big had happened, but it turned out to be just to kill someone.

Who could it be that Duke Nick couldn't wait even a night?, Edward searched in his mind, but would go into the mansion unsuspectingly, thinking that none of his political enemies were so stupid.

However, the food of the king, the matter of loyalty. Although Maris does not have such a proverb, as an owner's dog, he must not hesitate to bite when it is time to bite. Edward didn't ask who it was, and bowed to Nick and exited the study.

Edward was already familiar with the mansion, and the guards along the way ignored him. As he approached the room, Edward took off his leather boots and walked barefoot on the carpeted floor. No one knows whether the target in the guest room is prepared or not, so it is not too careful.

With the sword in his hand, Edward quietly pushed the door open and stepped into the not-so-dark room. The moonlight shines through the large windows and shines unhindered into the room, but the bed is specially set up so that part of it is still dark. Moonlight does not reach the head of the bed and affects the person resting on it.

The person lying on the bed was not tall, and his height could be seen from the curvature of the quilt. This may be a woman, and Edward, who quietly touched the past, probably had a preparation in his heart.

"To be honest, killing a woman is not a good experience. Edward thought to himself, the bayonet in his hand had been quickly stabbed, even through a layer of quilt, it was still precise towards the position of the heart.

The sound of the air breaking alerted the occupants in the bed, and "she" quickly dodged the fatal blow sideways, and then rolled out of bed without a moment's pause, dodging Edward's next blow. If it were an ordinary person, even if they were hiding, they would choose to stay away from the attacker, but which one in the bed was obviously different.

"She" not only predicted the position of Edward's mending knife, but also got out of bed from the side where Edward was standing, a fist already rushing towards the temple, a reaction that only a warrior would have.

"Is that you? shouldn't you ......" Edward jumped back with a quick leap and slammed his nose against the tip of his nose with a sharp fist. The bright moonlight shone on the faces of the two, and the expressions of both sides were instantly stunned. Edward had never seen a dead person, and was able to crawl out of the graveyard and become his target again.

And Mo Yan was surprised that this goods were in hot pursuit, and he was confident that few people knew that he had arrived in Giza. Could it be that when he was shopping in the afternoon, he was so coincidentally able to see it? But that's fine, I'm still thinking about looking for him there, that sword hurts so much.

"I was still trying to get there to find you, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself. Mo Yan's ten fingers clicked, and he looked at Edward who was holding a stabbing sword and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm a fair person, if you stab me, I'll pay you back ten swords at most." ”

"Well, I didn't know the target was you. Edward touched his reddened nose, smiled wryly and raised his hand, "Since you are not dead, then what if everything is considered a misunderstanding? There is some misunderstanding between us, in fact, we should not be enemies." ”

"Misunderstanding, don't say that we seem to know each other very well, there is no misunderstanding between us!" Mo Yan, who **** his body, picked up the candlestick on the small table next to him, and instantly rushed to Edward, and the candlestick in his hand roared and smashed into Edward's jaw. Mo Yan, who is now refreshed, wants to let the people in front of him know that he can only be beaten, but he can't hit the misery!

It's an unusually sharp attack, and just listening to the sound makes people feel chilling. Edward had tried his best to dodge, but his vaunted swiftness no longer worked. The candlestick still smashed against his chin, and the force that he couldn't withstand sent Edward spinning upside down and slamming into the closet.

"Phew. Edward, who barely got up, spat out a mouthful of pus and blood with a few teeth, and shook his head, which was already ghosted. Reluctantly pulled a sphere out of his pocket and slammed it on the ground, instantly enveloping the room with a puff of smoke. Mo Yan, who was still proud, coughed, and when he rushed to the closet, Edward was gone.

According to the layout of the room in his memory, Mo Yan, who didn't have time to get dressed, chased to the door, and sure enough, the door that should have been closed was now wide open. The loud sound of fighting in the room made it impossible for the guards to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and several guards rushed to Mo Yan's room and searched everywhere for possible assassins.

Camos and Leon also rushed to the guest room, holding the candlesticks and looking for Mo Smoke everywhere, which looked inexplicably funny.

"The man called Edward...... Hunt you down here?" Camos listened in shock to Mo Yan's story, the smoke had cleared from the open windows in the room, and the smashed wardrobe made the whole room look like a mess.

"I don't know how he got in. Mo Yan found a sheet, surrounded his naked lower body and said, "Didn't you say that the security here is very tight? ”

"There is no such thing as an airtight garrison. Looking at the completely deformed candlestick on the side, Leon said, "No matter how complete the defense is, it can be broken as long as you think about it." Maybe he had been staring at Thornland's house for a long time, and it wasn't a strange thing to be able to come in, the main thing was ...... Why the goal is you. ”

"I'm weird too. Mo Yan sat on the sofa and tilted his head and said, "There is obviously a more valuable goal here, and a powerful noble young master will not be killed." It's actually funny like I do it, don't you know that I'm the best one......? I don't think I really know. ”

Remembering the weakened state of being buffed that night, perhaps, probably really pinched as a soft persimmon.

"These people are going to dig them out. Camos frowned and said, "If it is only because of those who know that he needs to be silenced, doesn't he know the consequences of offending Thornland?" or ...... This conspiracy itself has already involved the family?"

"Do you remember what that man looked like?" Leon asked, looking serious, "I'll start investigating tomorrow." ”

"Short blond hair, high nose bridge, narrow shoulders, and a slim figure, about the same height as Camos. Mo Yan thought about Edward's characteristics and said: "Although he claims to be called Edward, but I estimate that this is a fake name, he is very good, if you can find him, it is better not to look for him without a dozen people." ”