Chapter 55: Dreams
readx;? The white-haired girl dreams of Arcarnes in Berwick City. His face was gloomy www.biquge.info he fastened his belt full of crossbows, poisons, and potions, fastened his leather armor, sheathed his short sword, pulled up his hood, stepped out of the secret door, and appeared in the alley of the black hole in Berwick. A young man with a face hidden under a hood leaned against a damp stone wall to block the way.
"Arcanis. He said, "The moon is just right today, how about we go out of the city and blow up the toads?"
"Little bug, leave your lame jokes to **, even if you point to your farting ass and say: This is a joke I learned from the halfling teacher, they will laugh. β
"Hahahaha. The little bug laughed, "I'm laughing to death, where did you learn it, Arcanis?" β
"If you stay by your side for a long time, anyone will become the world's number one humorist. β
Lately the little bug has been trying to learn humor, not missing a chance to show off his lame jokes, and it's torture, "You know what I'm going to do."
"Either help me or get out of the way and play with the toad. Arcanis continued.
"Arcanis, don't be an ordinary woman, to mess with a baron, I've seen his house, it's amazingly big. It is said that not only was his house guarded by thirty-two barbarians from the Northlands, but also a dragon sworn to protect him was hidden under the pond. β
How could it be? Arcanis remembered the eyes as pure as sapphire, as if they were engraved in the depths of the shadow thief's mind. Since that night, he has always seen her in his sleep, and the dreams are so beautiful that every time he wakes up, he feels a deep sense of loss. He was determined to forget her, so he approached a gem dealer and said, "I want to buy a pair of the most brilliant sapphires." But when he couldn't help peeking at the girl again, he wailed and threw the precious sapphire into the ditch.
He also approached a pastor. The priest is sure that he is not under some kind of magic, but suffering from a "love disease".
"You can find more beautiful, more beautiful prostitutes. The pastor advised.
"But they don't hold a crossbow to my head when they're massaging. β
How many times did Arcanis want to come out of the shadows and naturally say hello to her and make friends, but he couldn't. He knew that if Gao Jie was stubborn, if he knew that he was being spied on by a shadow thief, this beauty would disappear without a trace. For him, having time to peep in the shadows and take a look is satisfying.
But this little wish was disappointed. He hadn't seen her in a familiar place for a long time, and only later did he learn that her father's ship had caught a storm. And she went to work as a maid in the baron's mansion, and she did not return home for several days. The baron's name, Arcanis, was known as one of the "partners" of the guild.
"She's not the kind of woman you can grass every day. I'll say it again, little bug, your joke isn't even as good as a fart!"
"Arcanis, are you crazy, is syphilis in your brain?" the little bug waved his hands, "To be reasonable, the baron is the big customer of our guild's "Black Lotus Essence" business, and he is also a black and white guy, and he is protected by the big guy. How can you do it to him?"
Black Lotus Essence is a purified black lotus. Ordinary people can't get rid of it for the rest of their lives, and Arkanis heard that the priests of the good gods call it a "drug", and he thinks it's very appropriate. Although he was seriously injured in order to grab the Black Lotus Essence, he also met the blue-eyed girl.
"So he can on the head of the shadow thief, and he can rob Lao Tzu's woman?" said Arkanis.
"You haven't been out of bed. β
"This is Pa What Tu Love, I said yes. β
"You're going to ruin the order of the bigwigs!"
"Order?"
After Arcanis became a shadow thief, he learned that the various thieves' unions had an agreement with the gangs and nobles. Nobles who join the Accord will not be targeted by gangs and unions. In return for the asylum provided by the nobles, all those who broke the agreement were punished by both sides.
"He's a goddamn nobleman, and don't forget that we almost starved to death because of bullshit nobles when we were kids. Arcanis spat on the ground, "To be a thief is to have ideals. And the first step to realizing the ideal is to give him some color and see. β
"You're crazy! You're going to die!"
"No one knows it's going to be the Shadow Thief!
"You're not completely crazy. The little bug folded his hands, sighed, and stood up to get out of the way.
Arcanis gave him a middle finger and walked to the exit. Suddenly, the voice of a small bug came from behind him, "Wait for me, I'm crazy too." β
"Blowing toads is good for treating madness. "There must be a lot of toads in the pond of the baron's house." β
"Hahahaha. β
In the dark alleys, the laughter of small bugs echoes. The moon peeked through the black clouds, and a wild cat looked suspiciously at the empty alley beneath him.
Half an hour later, the little bug led away the patrolling guards, who were in charge of reconnaissance and framing. Arcanis emerged from the shadows and came to the sturdy back door. There are subtle "marks" on the stone door, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will think that it is the texture of the stone itself. It was "thief talk", the "thief talk" that thieves used to communicate. The "thief's words" on the stone gate were recognized by Arcanis, which meant forbidden. Even a thief who had worked so hard to get to the nobleman's vault could only scold and go out of the window when he saw the prohibition sign in front of the vault.
Arcanis snorted contemptuously in his nostrils, pulled out his thief's tools, and easily opened the rusty lock.
After opening the door, it is in the backyard. In the courtyard there was a large pond in which frogs made noisy calls, and behind the pond was a three-story building, more imposing than all the brothels Arcanis had visited.
The phantom of the magic guard patrols the back garden, and the yawning guard chats with his companions.
"Did you see? The new maid came a few days ago, and the milk supply was really strong. β
"What is this, I heard that she is still very stubborn, the baron likes it, and he personally goes on the field to train her. Last night when I was standing guard, I heard a wonderful cry, and I did not know how hard the baron had exerted. β
"Hehe, that woman must be very strong, I hope the baron will let us too-"
A hand suddenly covered his mouth, and the dagger slashed his throat neatly. He saw his companion's eyes widen in surprise, he tried to struggle, but he lost his strength, and then with a gentle push, he fell into the pond beside him.
His companion's eyes widened at a thin, gray-cloaked man, with only angry green eyes. He was about to scream when his wriggling Adam's apple was thrust into the crossbow arrow, and Arcanis went up and thrust him into the pond.
"If everyone who sees me is dead, then no one will find me. He muttered to himself.
The frog sound stopped.
There are magical guards on the first floor, and it takes a lot of time to get in.
Arcanis was an impatient, and he hated wasting time and observation, so he caught a poor frog and took a straw and plunged it into it, blowing and observing.
When the frog's belly bulges. Arcanis always had someone oversight when he saw the open windows on the third floor, and although ordinary thieves could not take advantage of this oversight, Arcanis could.
Because he wasn't going to climb the window at all.
Sleepless magical guards watched the surroundings, and they looked like glowing, upright fish. Hiding behind the grass, Arcanis stared at a shadow of the window, and the next moment he entered the "shadow realm", through which he teleported to that shadow. The Shadow Thief's skill.
Arcarnes opened the window, tied a rope to the windowsill, and pulled it to create the illusion that someone was climbing up the rope. After entering the mansion, the white-haired shadow thief desperately suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and he blew frogs while looking at all floors.
Thirty minutes later, all the preparations are done.
Arcanis came to the door of the baron's bedroom. He took a deep breath and stuffed the blown frog into his pocket. He was ready, even if he opened the door and saw the blue-eyed girl injured and naked, and hung from the ceiling by the five flowers, he would not kill the baron in a fit of rage.
He would negotiate the terms with the baron, and talk about compensation. Of course, before that, he will act as a hero and beat him up, so that he is not a breach of the "agreement", after all, he is not an ordinary shadow thief.
After planning in mind. Arcanis opened the door, and he was secretly relieved that the young woman was not tied.
He closed the door, rushed in, raised his stick, kicked the aristocratic woman in the big bed, and knocked her unconscious with a stick before she screamed. The bald baron beside her woke up, and Arcanis didn't give him a chance to speak, shoved the rotten frog into his mouth, and put the blade against his neck. The index finger stands in front of the lips.
"Shhhhhh The hypocritical honorifics made his tongue roll.
The baron's face was extremely uncomfortable, as if it had been punched a pumpkin, and cold sweat kept breaking out. He wanted to vomit, but he didn't.
Arcanis let go of his hand, and the baron spat out the rotten frog and retched a few times.
"Who are you, what do you want?"
The baron was very calm, he wiped his mouth with the quilt and was very cooperative. Arcanis smiled and nodded, though he couldn't be seen smiling.
"It's an old fritter. "It's very simple," he admired, taking the ring from the baron's finger, "an employer has given me a large sum of money in the hope that I will persuade you to dismiss a maid who has come to work because of his father's debts. Naturally, that debt is also a hair for you. β
He smiled, forcing himself not to plunge the dagger into his swollen belly, and he wondered how many pounds of lard could be squeezed out of it.
"You're violating the agreement. What did your employer give you?"
"So you don't want to pay the price of a hair?" he said, the blade of the dagger scraped across his belly, and a few black hairs on his navel fell as a result, "Now that you have lost four hairs due to your hesitation and questioning my work ethic, I can't guarantee what you will drop next time you hesitate?"
"Just need to be fired, right? What's her name?"
"I don't know, I don't have to, I know she has blue eyes. By the way, if she has a wound on her body, you have to give her some gold coins to compensate her, and it will be treated as a work injury, agree?"
The baron stared at him, as if trying to see through the face behind the veil. Arcanis was very confident in his disguise, he had just dyed his eyes red, and there were no details on his body that revealed his identity.
"Good. The calm baron nodded, "but I give you a word of advice, I have many good friends, you may have heard their names, if you kill me, go out of this house." My good friends will hunt you to the ends of the earth, and your friends and relatives will be hunted down. β
"It just so happens that I'm a free man. But I have a work ethic. Arcanis held the blade closer to his neck, "Except for a madman, no one is going to be at odds with money." β
So the bald baron, wearing only a pair of trousers, led Arcanis to the basement.
A few minutes later, they stood together in front of the thick wooden door in the basement.
The wooden doors are old, but sturdy enough. A pale yellow light peeked through the cracks in the door frame, and the familiar smell of black lotus flowers filtered through the face covering, and Arcanis took a few deep breaths before patting the back of the baron's neck with the back of his knife. The baron took out a bunch of copper keys, stuffed them into the keyhole, and twisted them open.
Arcanis kicked open the wooden door. The basement was lit up, the fireplace was blazing, and a heat wave mixed with the smell of women's sweat and estrus and the scent of black lotus flowers greeted him, and even Arcanis, who often hung out in brothels, could not stand it. The basement has smooth hardwood floors with lots of soft pillows. The wooden table was littered with food and drink, and all kinds of strange sexual tools were scattered all over the floor.
He was stunned when he saw a snow-white body in the middle of the floor that was constantly squirming and facing away from him. The flesh covered with faint whip marks was bound with rope, deliberately highlighting the twin peaks, as well as the upturned ass. She couldn't stand up due to the restraints, so she could only make some simple movements. The knife in the white-haired Shadow Thief's hand was trembling, and he stepped further, only to notice a black stick between her legs, which was inserted into hers, and the other end of the stick was connected to a mechanism like a wall clock, which clicked with each piston movement. She seemed to be obsessed, constantly doing piston movements.
The black stick was deeply desecrated the beauty of his heart, and Arcanis seemed to have a quenched dagger into his heart. The only reason left in his heart shouted: "Calm down, calm down, have you ever seen a prostitute being tortured to death?" β
Arcanis barely suppressed his anger and anger.
"What is this?"
"Uh-little bit of a flaky thing. β
"untie her!"
His voice had just fallen. Like a wall clock, the machine makes a "click" sound, and a pinch of white powder falls from the machine. The snow-white flesh on the ground, making an excited sound, she squirmed and broke away from the stick. Her hands were tied behind her back, like a worm crawling towards the clock, and she ****ed down to the floor with white powder. The long hair, which had been like a fresh sail, fell to the floor like a mop.
"Black Lotus Essence?"
Arcanis could hear his teeth rubbing against each other.
The baron nodded. Arcanis understood, this damn machine, only if it does a certain number of piston movements, it will drop a little Black Lotus essence. So in order to get a little black lotus, even a chaste woman will be like a and belittle herself.
"I bought it from the Shadow Thief, and I'll give you a few boxes for free, and give it to a woman, and even the most stubborn princess will become your lover. β
"Untie the rope from her!"
The baron was very hesitant, and he seemed to sense the anger in the little man's heart. Encouraged by the tip of the sword, he picked up a sharp knife and walked towards the woman who was scraping the floor with his tongue.
Arcanis followed the baron, he hid behind the baron, and couldn't help but stick his head out and stare at the young woman who was constantly ****ing the floor. He still had a glimmer of hope.
"Didn't you bathe her?" he saw the dirt on her body, and the tip of the sword pierced the baron's skin slightly, and red blood flowed down.
"No, no, someone is responsible for bathing him every day. β
Arcanis frowned. He knew that the filth came from human bodily fluids.
The baron crouched down and cut the rope with a knife. The young woman was startled and turned her head, looking at the two men with haggard eyes. Arcanis felt as if he had been punched in the chest, and he took a step back. It was blue eyes, only much dimmer than the blue eyes he remembered, like a deep cave entrance, empty of what it had before!, he thought. Behind it was a pile of white bones, scribbling on the walls, and burning white ash on the ground.
The last strings of Arcanis's sanity tightened, his hands trembled, and his lips murmured, "Big guy, big guy, death, death, agreement." "So as not to splatter the baron's blood on the spot.
The blue-eyed girl, her hollow eyes, suddenly burst into flames. The flames of desire, her young and tormented body flushed.
"Master, master, give me, give me indignation. β
She screamed hungrily, and threw herself at the baron, pulling down his pants, her face lying between his legs. Arcanis heard a disgusting sucking, and the baron screamed, and he kicked the girl away, turning his head as if to explain. But Arcanis could not hear anything, and he watched as she fell to the ground, the white light on her body fading, and her original beauty and nobility vanished without a trace.
She had already been tortured to the point of being inhuman. The skin has lost its smoothness, its body is filled with the stench of dried body fluids, and his brown hair is like a dry and wrinkled rag, and he looks haggard and has deep dark circles under his eyes. These were the consequences of the baron's desires, unrestrained squeezing on her young body, and in another year she would be like a peanut that had been squeezed dry, with only a little bit of scum left.
"I, I'm here to save you, don't be afraid. β
Holding the last of his illusions, Arcanis ran to her side, crouched down and hugged her, and whispered comfort.
She was stunned, and a hint of reason and shame appeared in her eyes full of lust. However, it was soon overwhelmed by the flames. The girl pushed him away with all her might, fell to her knees, and shouted to the baron, "Master, please give it to me, I know it's wrongβ"
Her voice stopped. Because the dagger pierced into her body.
"Bang. β
The strings of reason are broken.
A skilled shadow thief, his blade pierced her heart perfectly. The girl's body lost strength and fell limply into his arms, red blood gushing out of the wound like a spring. Arcanis hugged her, tears streaming down his red eyes, diluting the paint, red tears wetting his mask.
His hand grasped her arm, and his eyes gradually turned green as he looked at the dying girl. Strangely, there was no pain on her face at all, but because of the gradual passing of life, the lust in her eyes gradually disappeared, and her blue eyes gradually regained their brilliance.
"Do you remember me?" he pulled down his mask, "I'm sorry, I'm late." β
The girl smiled with her last strength.
"May your good God open the gates of the kingdom of God for you, wash away your pain, and bring you to the painlessβ"
Before he could finish his sentence, the girl threw her head back and died with a final smile. Arcanis choked up, and he still had a sentence that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "You-hello-, can we -- get to know each other and be friends--friends?"
But she was dead, and she could no longer hear his choked voice. The venomized dagger redeemed her, and it was the first time that the white-haired shadow thief had saved someone with his own weapon.
Arcanis suddenly raised his hand. A throwing knife stabbed the baron's heel with unmistakable accuracy, and he fell to the ground as he tried to escape.
"Hey, hey, hahaha. He let out a maniacal laugh and threw himself at the fallen baron, riding on top of him, "You see my face, hehe, I can't be found out that my name is Arcanis, or the bigwigs will kill me." β
"No, no, no!"
The madness and cruelty in Arcanis's eyes made him tremble with fear, and he folded his hands in prayer, "For the sake of the big man, not the face of the gods, I am willing to swear to the god who will be sworn forever, I will give you everything I have, as long as you let me live." β
He had heard of Arcanis, the shadow thief in the underworld who was so young and liked to torture the dead alive, no one would not have heard of it.
Arcanis wrenched his mouth, stretched his tongue, and cut it off.
Twenty-three minutes later, the bedroom.
"It's a nail class, dear students, we all know that nails can be driven through bones. Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and choosing fingers is a standard choice, but it is very dull. Oh, Lord Baron, please don't shout so loudly. Arcanis smiled and said to the baron tied to the chair, "Have the students seen this innovation? β
The chair shook violently, making a creaking sound to break. Arcanis gently put the medicine jar back on the wooden table beside him, turned around and smiled, "Students, remember to put away the spices that can sublimate the punishment, otherwise you will be knocked over." β
He said, walking over to his students. A noble lady, a baroness. Two young men, the future baron with his brother. They were all tied to chairs with stuff in their mouths.
"This student looks good and studies hard, otherwise you won't pee and wet the chair." As he spoke, a knife stabbed him in the crotch and struck the stick with unmistakable accuracy. The future baron raised his head in pain and whined.
He suddenly changed his tone and became annoyed, "I don't want to be a perverted teacher anymore!"
So saying, he took a file and went to file the baron's fresh bones.
An hour later, Arcarnes was back to normal. He hummed as he poured oil on the floor, and he opened all the windows, all the doors. Dressed the girl's corpse and lit a fire.
The whole house was on fire. Roaring flames are engulfing the house from the inside out. Within a few hundred yards, the night was as bright as day. The windows were spitting flames, like cracks in hell, and small puffs of black smoke were spewing out. People screamed and picked up buckets to put out the fire, and the sound of crackling flames drowned out the dying cries of those who had been burned alive. Arcanis kicked open the door and left the moaning stone behemoth.
The man carrying the bucket saw him, and the bucket fell to the ground.
"Who are you?
Arcanis didn't answer, his shadow dancing in human form. Shadow joined him in drawing his weapon and rushing at the people who tried to put out the fire, they were caught off guard, and there were a dozen more floating corpses in the pond. The pond was glowing with flames, and it was a bloody color. Corpses floated on top of it, like a demon's boiling pot.
The white-haired shadow thief glanced back at the burning crematorium behind him and disappeared into the shadows.
"Arcanis, you're finished. The little worm who met him outside said, "Why did you make such a big fuss, the gods are above, and you actually burned it." β
The little bug scratched his ugly face with his ten fingers, and he liked it when he was nervous, "I think I should be dreaming, how could something so big happen?"
"You're not dreaming. Arcanis stretched comfortably, "I just went crazy, and when I came to my senses, I burned the crime scene so as not to leave any evidence." β
"Proof? What else do you need to do this! God, Arcanis, what are you thinking?"
"For the guild, a crime without evidence is not a crime. As long as there is no conclusive evidence, they can't take what the Shadow Thieves Guild will do. Arcanis was unusually calm, "This means that I can save at least one dog's life." β
He's right. In the absence of clear evidence, the Shadow Thieves Guild was not convicted, and it was reluctant to admit that Arcanis had broken the agreement. Soon, everyone will act as if nothing had happened and abide by the agreement together.
But Arcanis paid a terrible price for this, and he was chained to his feet and hung upside down in a deep well for two months.
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