Early in the morning, there was a commotion outside the hotel, and people had to wake up. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lin opened the window and saw that the street was full of soldiers, blocking the door of the hotel.

"Listen, magicians inside, two of you yesterday offended the greatest family in the land, the only child of Baron Rabel. But the baron, magnanimously, decided to spare the innocent, and not punish all of you, on the condition that the two women be handed over and judged by the baron according to the laws of the land. If you don't agree, and insist on harboring the daring criminals, none of you will be able to escape, and the baron's army will send you all to hell. Even if you are lucky enough not to die in battle, burning at the stake will be your only fate. Repeat again, hand over ......"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly. All the soldiers looked up and saw a certain magician in pajamas, who suddenly appeared in the rain on the first floor, with a long sword in his right hand and a head in his left hand, and blood dripping from his broken neck. The human head's expression was as usual, completely unaware of its own death. He came here with an army, was familiar with aristocratic etiquette, and was the baron's most favored liaison officer.

How could his head be in the hands of a magician? The curious soldier turned his head to see a headless body hunched over the horse mounted by the liaison officer. Blood was pouring out of the severed neck, splattering the faces of the soldiers around them.

Some of the soldiers who came here were not frightened when they saw this, but were excited about the death of the liaison officer. That person didn't die, how could it be someone else's turn to take the position.

So he tried to stir up everyone's emotions in order to take command of this army. He shouted, "This magician used evil magic and took the life of the Baron's messenger. For the majesty of the baron, he has only one ......"

The sound stopped again, and the magician changed to a seated position, and sat on the rain shelter, one leg dangling outside the eaves. The difference is that there is an extra head around him, which is the one who inspires the soldiers to rush and kill, that ambitious nasty ghost. That impassioned expression, lifelike, completely incompatible with 'his' current situation.

Just as everyone was panicking, a third person spoke. Of course, he counted the magicians on the eaves first, and then took the place of righteousness, as if he did not take revenge on the magicians, that is, he was sorry for the baron, and he was sorry for the dead. So they have to report it......

The sound stopped, everything was as usual, and the difference was that there was another head next to a certain magician.

Now even the dullest people can see some clues, and some people even see how magicians kill people. As soon as someone spoke, the one would suddenly appear behind the person who spoke, and the head would be cut off with a sword, easily and unhindered. Then, before everyone could react, he disappeared again, returning to his position covered by the rain, as if he had never left.

For a moment, no one dared to speak, and they looked at each other. The man sitting on the rain shelter yawned profusely, slightly bored. Instead, the long sword in his hand spoke: "Why do you say that none of the people below dare to speak?" used to come to trouble with great momentum, why don't they speak one by one now? ”

"It's very simple." Holding the box in front of him, Lin said: "It is easy for people to be superstitious about the power brought by the large number of people, and ignore the difference in strength. The best thing in particular is that those who are of high standing will stay in a safe place and irresponsibly advocate for others to die. Because they believe that he himself will be safe before the former dies. And when the person in front is almost dead, he still has time and a chance to escape. But what if you stripped them of this level of awareness and made them understand that nowhere is safe, even if they encouraged others to die first? When there is no human flesh barrier that can be sacrificed at will, will these noble people who only dare to speak out and dare not send them to death really be as brave and fearless as they say they are? There is a saying in my hometown that the shooter shoots the horse first, and the thief captures the king first. If the commander who only knows blind command is cut down, then a few of the remaining people will be willing to choose to be an enemy of a man who does not want to harm neither his own family nor the land. The only thing that was damaged was the face of the nobles. And that kind of thing, is it valuable to a soldier? Maybe they get a salary from the nobles, and even if they die, they will have a pension, but the premise of all this is that the nobleman's family can still live. If they are doomed to die, then loyalty is just a waste of death, and in the end their relatives will lose one less family member and will not receive any compensation, so how many people are willing to pay with their lives to deal with a person they can't win? After all, it would have been a mistake to appear in a place where a magician could see with the naked eye. ”

A series of questions, although it was a conversation between Lin and Jiaoche, it also hit the morale of this group of soldiers. The leaders are dead, and it seems that the object of their allegiance is doomed, so what is the purpose of giving their lives in vain?

Among the soldiers, of course, there was no shortage of loyal people, and when they saw that the morale of their companions was so bad, they had the idea of retreating. In a hurry, he stepped forward and shouted: "Don't believe what this magician said. If he really wasn't afraid of our numerical superiority, he wouldn't have talked so much nonsense. Everyone, kill him, and do your ...... for the baron."

Before he could finish speaking, he was already beheaded.

This time, the magician covered by the rain changed his posture, and also carried a head, which was the benevolent brother who spoke. The murderous magician, on the other hand, raised the box in front of him with a slight dissatisfaction, and said, "The knife is too fast, and it doesn't seem to be a good thing." ”

"How?" When did your own advantages become disadvantages, she asked curiously.

"You see, the sword is as if it had not slashed a man. If I were to carry my head in one hand and a bloody sword in the other, wouldn't it seem more convincing? Or is it that not enough was killed, so not enough blood was stained? Maybe it's a good idea to collect a bucket of blood and drizzle it while you drip. ”

In the midst of someone's strange voice, the first soldier, who could not be frightened, threw away his weapon, turned and fled. There was no one to stop the soldiers from fleeing, for those who commanded and had the power to execute deserters were already at the feet of the magician. 52 Literature

However, someone didn't have time to appreciate the sight of the enemy fleeing in the desert, and was first complained about by the weapon in his hand. He said angrily, "You idiot, what a stupid idea! Just to be scary, you want to drench me in blood. Do you know that blood stain or something, it's super annoying, if you don't deal with it, the whole thing is super uncomfortable. ”

"You are a sword, how can you have so many strange hairs!"

"Ah, why don't you pour that bucket of blood on your head, it's guaranteed to be even more terrifying. You dead fat man, don't think that if you change into a vest, I won't recognize you! ”

"Hey, hey, I've been discovered. I thought I was pretending to be good. "Lin smiled narrowly.

"How did you get out?" Chiche asked.

Lin replied: "In a half-dream, when you are not in good spirits, or when you are drunk, it is normal for you to have a second personality." Otherwise, there are so many people who always wake up and say they don't remember anything. Without us, there would be no chance for them to make such excuses. ”

"With your foul mouth, sooner or later I'll kill your fool in a vest."

"Hey, how do you think he doesn't have me in his bones. My relationship with him is even higher than the realm of 'you have me in the mud, and I have you in the mud'. If he really didn't have me in his personality, then I shouldn't exist, you know. Oh, no, of course you don't understand. Isn't it too difficult for a person who is tough all day long to understand things that require brains, after all, blood is concentrated in the lower body. ”

“…… I don't have a lower body. ”

"No, you don't even have an upper body. Hey, hey, hey, he......y, hey,

With this fall, someone not only fell stunned, but also woke up. Rubbing his eyes again, he looked around wistfully. I fell out of bed...... Well, grabbing the loess beside him, someone also understands that this seems to be not only falling out of bed, but also falling out of the window and falling to the first floor.

But I'm so sleepy......

In another flash, Lin went back to sleep on the bed in his original room. Then a certain sword shouted alone: "Hey~, I've been forgotten." Who's going to pick me up. ”

In the early morning conflict, the corpses left behind will naturally be collected by the corpse collectors in the town. Of course, there will also be sheriffs in charge of maintaining law and order, in order to maintain the stability of the town, arrest and punish such vicious and important elements.

But if the difference in strength is too large, the whole town will appear quite calm. This is the current situation in the port of Colombo, everyone just wants to send the plague god away as soon as possible, not to provoke the other party.

As for the unlucky man who died, to be honest, Baron Raber was not as great as his men boasted. The Baron was just one of the nobles in the port of Colombo. Therefore, the death of his subordinates will not make the residents feel sad and angry, but even a little happy. The baron's useless fat son in the harbor, although not to the point of anger and resentment, is also quite unpopular.

And the people of the world are not ignorant and obedient people. Maybe they didn't dare to trouble the nobles directly, but which group of guards did too much, and sometimes people disappeared in the dark alleys, and it was not something that never happened. So they get into trouble with the magicians and then get killed, which can only be regarded as a different kind of daily life, and the inhabitants are not surprised.

However, in an alley, the person who is secretly watching all this cannot be called 'satisfied' with such a result. He pulled down the hood of his large cloak to hide his face more tightly. The dark-skinned hand quickly withdrew under the cloak.

Although the sun is not so strong in the late winter morning, it is still not very suitable for the inhabitants of the underground. At least the curse from the sun was a real burning sensation on the skin. Everything on the earth is an abomination.