The ball began, several bishops naturally smiled and danced with the people, Isabel instantly became the star of the ball, although no one dared to surprise the candidate of the saint, but offering a few words of courtesy and chanting two crooked poems is always an inevitable entertainment, for a while Isabel was surrounded by words, sour, so that she frowned several times in a row. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the fist and the immortal sword were bright warriors, their bodies exuded a cold and cruel smell, which scared off all the idlers who wanted to come to talk. The Immortal Sword looked around for a while, and suddenly walked towards Lizaram who was shrinking in the corner, and Lizaram did not retreat, and directly raised the red wine in his glass to him.

The Immortal Sword asked in a low voice, "Friend?"

Lizaram thought for a moment: "Not really. ”

"Enemy"

"Not really. ”

The Immortal Sword politely said thank you, and walked back to stand with the fist.

In the middle of the ball, there was a sudden noise in the study on the second floor, which made everyone suspicious, and even the music stopped. After a while, the butler came out to reassure everyone and directed the band to start again, and the dance resumed, but many people's eyes began to glance upstairs frequently.

In the study, two groups of people from the imperial capital and the Holy See were tense, and there was a big fight that would start immediately if they disagreed, and the Lord of Kempinski and Count Goodwin were caught in a dilemma, and could only rub their hands vigorously, looking at the expressions of both sides from time to time.

In fact, the reason is very simple, because Mira's status and role in this incident are too special, both sides do not want the other party to hear the testimony that is unfavorable to them, so they both ask their side to interrogate Mila first.

For the Holy See, the Scourge Legion is a nightmare that has existed for thousands of years, and now it has reappeared in the world because of a teenager, and many of the histories hidden in the pile of old papers and the fear buried deep in their hearts have surfaced again, and they are eager to know if this is the precursor of another attack by the undead on the human world, but it can't cause widespread panic, so they need to deal with it privately.

For the Empire, this crusade against the sand pirates is largely contrary to the requirements of the Treaty of Kassel, and many contents cannot be put on the table, not to mention the part involving the mistreatment of the Gipps, if it is known to the Holy See, it will be a big scandal, so if Mira is interrogated first, he can make a little move, and he can make a difference to His Majesty the Emperor.

Seeing that the two sides were getting more and more noisy, Lizaram Shi Ran, who was sitting alone and smiling and eating cake, said: "It's so troublesome, it's better for everyone to judge together." As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and the Marquis of Ryrik put on the signature smile of the nobles again, and the faces of the bishops also glowed with holiness.

Soon an agreement was reached that not only would there be a joint trial, but also a public trial, and that a large platform should be set up in the central square of Stilwell City to interrogate Mira in public, so as to prevent the other party from making trouble and inducing confessions, and secondly, no one could conceal or even overturn the results of the trial in front of many people.

When all these big names appeared at the ball again, the dance party was pushed to a climax in an instant, and the red men and green women were intoxicated by the lights and wine, and they showed obsessive smiles one by one. Meanwhile, in a small, dirty, dilapidated house in the city, the emaciated girl finally made the last of her fur, rubbed her bloodshot eyes, and began to cough and rummage through the clutter.

Mira had no idea what was going on outside, he just felt that life seemed to be getting better these days, the straw had been replaced with a clean bedding, the oil star could be seen in the meals, and there were even two more guards in the aisles of the prison.

Even with Mira's eyes, she could see that these two guards were definitely not ordinary goods, the tall and fat guy was holding a gorgeous thin sword, his whole body was covered with blue light, and even his face was blue and unreal. Since this guy came, the rats and spiders near the death row have been considered to have fallen into bad luck, and there is no grass growing everywhere, and Mira has even seen him cut off all eight legs of a soybean-sized spider with a sword, but the spider is still turning on the ground with a round belly.

The other man in white was much quieter, he just sat quietly, his hands lightly pressed the long sword on his lap, as if it were not a sword but a guqin. His appearance is quite ordinary, but it has obvious Oriental characteristics, and there is a cold color between his eyebrows that rejects people thousands of miles away. After observing for a while, Mira finally noticed that none of the cyan wind beams flying in the aisle could get close to his body, and not even the corners of his clothes blew a bit.

When Mira finally loses interest in the two uninvited guards, he finds himself even more bored, the fat rats that usually walk around him have all been eliminated, and his only entertainment is a few fingers. In line with the principle of harming others and not benefiting himself, he woke up the three resentful spirits from their slumber one by one, and chatted with him about the weather last month.

The three resentful spirits were yawning and grumbling, and made a strong accusation against Mira's miserable behavior, but Mira was inhumanly happy, and when the corners of his mouth were curved into an exaggerated arc, a soft voice came from his ear: "You are Mira?"

Mira looked back in surprise, the two people in the aisle still remained the same, the blue light was still sweeping around from time to time, and the white clothes were still sitting quietly like an old monk, I don't know why, Mira felt as if she saw the ears of the white clothes flick a little.

There was no one at all, Mira thought he was hallucinating, and suddenly, he saw that the shadow he cast on the ground was gradually elongating, and from the shadow slowly stood up a thin man in a black robe. He patted the dust on his black robe, and said to Mira with a little curiosity: "Aren't you scared to see me appear like this?

Mira scoffed: "I've fought lions, entered fish maws, summoned bone dragons, do you think I'll be scared casually?"

The black-robed man thought about it and smiled: "Yes, I've seen your mission record, and it seems that it's not easy." Let me introduce myself, I am the elder of the mercenary guild, the great thief Lizaram. ”

Mira looked at him expressionlessly, after Kempinski's play, it was the God of Light himself who came down to him, and he also wondered if the lord of the city was playing some trick again.

Lizaram didn't get the expected cheers, so he laughed at himself: "It seems that you don't welcome me too much, but it doesn't matter, we will have time to get to know each other better." ”

Mira said coldly: "You also came to ask me about the situation of this war?"

The self-deprecation on Lizaram's face became even more obvious: "I have this idea, but it seems that you are not going to tell me." Well, in the current situation, it may be a good choice not to say anything, I just came to inform you that the Holy See and the Empire will hold a public trial against you the day after tomorrow, and at that time you can say whatever you know and what you want to say. ”

Seeing that Mira was still indifferent, Lizaram said leisurely: "After many consultations, the mercenary union in Stilwell City has reopened, and I will manage it here for a while until it is on the right track." He looked at Mira, shook his head and continued, "This morning, a girl who looks poor and very sick came to the union to issue a mission, do you want to hear about the content of the mission?"

Mira's breathing began to rapid, and a girl with blue eyes appeared in front of him, as lonely as a yellow leaf about to fall, and he asked eagerly, "What is it?"

"Content: Rescue Mira, Reward: Seventeen Golden Dragon Grass. I really didn't expect a girl who looked so poor and was about to die of illness to have such a large amount of wealth, but unfortunately, such a small reward was not worth the risk of mercenaries in front of several Juggernauts. ”

Mira's face was already full of tears: "Silly girl, silly girl, why are you so stupid? ”

As if he hadn't seen Mira's tears, Lizaram continued leisurely, "Such a small reward is not worth the mercenary's recklessness in front of several Sword Masters, so I personally added another 30,000 gold coins. ”

Mira was startled and looked up at Lizaram, and the big thief smiled and said, "Don't thank me, I just saw that the scene was too chaotic, so I just made it a little more messy." By the way, there is another thing, after the girl came out of the union, she was captured by the city guards. ”

Mira's face changed again, and Lizaram immediately said, "However, I have sent those soldiers away, and now Miss Triss is a guest at my place." He paused before saying, "I'm not telling you this, I don't want you to thank me or influence your decision, I'm just telling you that during the public trial, you can say whatever you know and want to say." ”

Seeing that Lizaram was leaving, Mira suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute. ”

The big thief turned around and looked at him strangely, "Is there anything else?"

Mira blushed rarely: "That, can you teach me this wall-piercing technique?"

Lizaram was a little ridiculous: "This is not a wall-piercing technique, it is a shadow escape, you want to learn it?" Mira nodded excitedly.

"Okay, I'll see how your Shadow Raid training goes, won't it? Dark Will Test? or won't it? Wind Walk? Stealth?"

Seeing Mira's head shake like a rattle, the big thief sighed and said, "If you start practicing stealth from now on, if your talent is not too bad, you should be able to learn to shadow in seventy years." ”

"What? Why is it that the peerless martial arts are more than a hundred years old? Before I learned it, I would have already fallen into the ground, okay? ”

Lizaram slowly emerged from the shadows outside the wall, and it was a bit of a risk to sneak into death row, but it was worth it, and it was up to the little mercenary to make the trade-offs. He had just stood up straight, when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he suddenly froze in place, not daring to move.

A white-clothed figure walked out slowly from behind the wall, without even looking at Lizaram, as if he didn't exist, but muttered: "I don't like people to treat me as a fool, if there is a next time, I will definitely kill you." With that, he walked slowly into the shadows under the wall.