Moller's canned grease is usually stored as a spare ingredient, while the metal ball is an unexcited metal puppet that will turn into a metal spider after being urged, and has intermediate strength. At this time, it was a different use to take these out, but he greased the three oval metal balls the size of goose eggs, and tried to keep his watch serious, breaking open the pouting butt of Mr. Thief in his dream, and stuffing them little by little into a tight spot......

No matter how powerful this dream thief is, he must not have much defense against his chrysanthemum, and Moller stuffed the metal puppet into it as a means of control, if this guy dares to play any tricks after waking up, he will let a few metal puppets directly deform in it!

"Hmph, don't blame me for being too ruthless, you brought it on yourself!" Thinking of the despair and fear of being trapped in his dreams, Moller said that he had every reason to do so.

Because the man was too tight somewhere, Moeller forced himself out of a sweat in order to stuff three metal balls the size of goose eggs into it in a safe situation, and the man who was lying on the ground with his ass pouting, although he did not wake up, was also snorting and chirping in a fine sweat.

After doing a qiē, Moller washed his hands a few times, and then put on the man's pants with some conscience, and then he drew a levitation array on the ground with magic ink, and lifted the man who was bound and stuffed with chrysanthemums into the air, and surrounded him with metal wires to limit his movement space.

For two days in a row, there was no further theft incident, and people speculated whether the dream thief had left, although this did not conform to his previous habit of committing crimes, but this speculation still made the atmosphere in the city much lighter, and then came to a juggling group of Furod, which filled the air with joy.

There were two dozen jugglers, some throwing several burning sticks at the same time, some playing funny clowns doing somersaults, and small and deformed eccentrics domesticated animals, sitting in all sorts of flattering movements.

Moller didn't know how the juggling troupe had been allowed to enter the city by the lord at such an extraordinary time, but their parade in the streets had soothed the nerves of the people of the city, and many believed that the crisis of the dream thieves had indeed passed.

After the juggling troupe advertised the parade show, they began to set up a stage in the small square in the center of the city of Forrod in preparation for the evening performance.

The townspeople were looking forward to it, and at least Moller kept hearing Mrs. Marcy and Miss Meryl talking about the puppy that drilled the ring of fire, the funny clown who turned his heels, and for those who were less recreationally well-off, watching the juggling troupe perform was as important as a festival.

Moller didn't join in the excitement, even if Rex was very yearning for it, he stopped him, after all, there was a big thief and a little king in his bedroom two troublesome people who were asleep, and it would not be good if he left hastily.

However, on the night when the vaudeville troupe started the show, Moller still couldn't stand Rex's kraft candy**, and took a step back and agreed to feast Rex's eyes with the magic eye controlled from a distance.

The fluctuations of the MONOCULUS are very subtle, and they are not easily visible in the night sky, and even though there are still many mages patrolling Forrod, Moller is not very worried.

Moeller, who had watched countless variety shows in his previous life, felt that the performance of the juggling troupe was novel, but he was not very fascinated, because his attention was not on the performance, but he showed some unusual features of this juggling troupe. A few members of the group who performed antics and threw throwing knives blindfolded were too agile, and the animals that were obedient to the little man's commands were not tame pets from the eyes of Moller's long-term wandering in the forest, and they still looked at people with a very wild gaze, like looking at a pile of food!

Perhaps because of the use of the magic eye to watch from a distance, it is easy for onlookers to clear without the fiery atmosphere of the scene, and the more Moeller looks, the more wrong it becomes, and he also has a third of the members of the juggling troupe who only appeared at the beginning of the performance, and then disappeared, and there is a faint premonition in his heart.

At this moment, there were suddenly several terrible eagle cries in the sky, as if they were hovering not far above the crowd, and their cries were so so poignant and sharp that even the noisy instruments of the juggling troupe could not hide them, and people looked up in panic, and then they saw hundreds of palm-sized pieces of parchment falling from the sky like snowflakes, and what was written on them.

Many people thought it was a trick made up by the juggling troupe, so they scrambled for the parchment, but immediately after the parchment, it was a drop of blood that fell on the faces of the people who grabbed the paper, causing a scream, and then a humanoid weight fell, with a muffled "bang" sound, and the scattered blood made the crowd scream and disperse, revealing the body that fell from the sky onto the stone slab in the square.

The corpse was tall and emaciated, dressed in a dusty leather coat, with leather cushions around his shoulders and arms, and his peculiar appearance was so impressive that Moeller and many of the people at the scene recognized him at a glance, and this man was none other than one of the only two magicians in Forrod - Monsieur Pirion the Falconer!

The eagle in the sky cried more and more fiercely, and then I saw several huge horned eagles flying down, fiercely attacking the members of the juggling group, the members of the juggling group showed their ferocious side at this time, the clown who threw the knife threw two flies, and shot the horned eagle that pounced on the front, and the little man who tamed the beast commanded several animals, jumped up and killed the rest. The funny and amusing actors showed their hidden weapons, and the people fled in terror, and the horned eagles of Mr. Pirion were familiar to them, and never hurt anyone, but now Mr. Pirion died suddenly and inexplicably and tragically, and these horned eagles were desperate with the foreign juggling troupe, and they could not be doubted.

The horned eagle fell to the ground and was just an ordinary animal, and the jugglers were very unusual, and most of them were quickly killed, and the remaining two circled and flew away with a wail.

The jugglers jumped into the carriage after killing the horned eagle, and rushed out of the city, but the city's defenses for the dream thieves were not withdrawn, and they were quickly intercepted.

The first to entangle was a team of ten guards, and the people of the juggling group killed two people at first, but these guards were not bad, and they quickly entangled them, and then the reinforcements from nearby continued to increase and surrounded the entire juggling group.

Immediately after that, three more magicians rushed to the scene with light body techniques, but the scene became chaotic, and the magic eye of Moleton Guò condescended to see clearly, the guards wanted to directly kill everyone in the juggling group, and the attack was fierce and deadly, while the magician wanted to capture them alive, although their strength far exceeded those guards, but the number was too small, and under the competition between the two sides, the scene became a three-way scuffle.

In the end, the juggling troupe was strangled by the guards as the prey of the two sides, and the magicians also captured a somersault clown, and the tamer took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Seeing that the man had fallen into the hands of the magician, the guards did not dare to really fight the three magicians directly, and after a dispute between the two sides, it ended with the magicians leaving with the captives.

"Brother Moeller, is this a vaudeville show, it's so good, it's fun!" Rex said cheerfully to Moeller, looking excited, for him, the second half of the show was much more exciting than the first.

"It's getting late, it's time for you to go to bed!"

Moller squinted at the heartless little guy, and the excited little fart dragon said that he didn't want to sleep, but he was unsurprisingly knocked on his head, and he was immediately honest, and ran to wash up and go to bed obediently.

Rex snorted, but Moller was ready to stay up late, the night's big show seemed to have just begun, and he had to keep an eye on the situation, not only to gossip, but also to pay attention to the shape to avoid the danger of harming the pond fish.

Sure enough, in the second half of the night, the mansion of the city lord Usaith caught fire, and the little man who tamed the beast was a ruthless character, and after escaping, he did not hide, but held the posture of dying with the city lord, and used some inconspicuous animals to set the entire city lord's mansion on fire.

However, the fire was soon extinguished by the power of the water elemental magic array set up inside the building, and the little man was killed by the guards.

However, the troubles of the city lord of Ursaith were not over, and soon his shambled mansion welcomed several distinguished magician guests, but these guests were obviously very bad.

Since Moller didn't dare to let the MONOCULUS get too close, he didn't know exactly what was going on, but he saw a few magicians who were angry when they left, while Euseth was pale and looked like he was about to die.

Very well, now everyone's attention will no longer be on the head of the dream thief, it is very beneficial to his side, Moller thought with satisfaction.

The next morning, Moller knew what had been written on the parchment that had been scattered over the circus last night, because thousands of copies had been scattered last night, and many of them had been looted by the people who had gathered together, and the lord of the city, Euseth, had been anxious all night, so he had no time to go from house to house to clean and confiscate these little things.

The parchment note that Moeller saw came from Mrs. Marcy, and such a big gossip was naturally indispensable to the well-informed Mrs. Marcy, who was frightened and inexplicably excited about the fall in the sky last night, and the sight of Mr. Pirion's home burned down this morning.

There was only one sentence on the parchment: "Lady Catherine died at the hands of Euseth, and so did those who killed me!"

This Lady Catherine is the wife of Euseth, and it is said that she went to visit a relative's house a month ago, but she was killed by her husband, and she was known by Pirion, but she attracted the destruction of the city lord.

Moller recalls that when he met Pirion at Old April's place, he had bought the contract scroll from April, and that it was because he had revealed the secret, otherwise there would have been no need for a man like Pirion, who was not wealthy by hunting for a hawk, to buy such an expensive thing.

In addition, the lord of the city would allow the juggling troupe to enter the Furod show during this period, and I am afraid that the juggling troupe was invited by him to extinguish the mouth, but unexpectedly, something went wrong, and Pirion was not killed immediately, but shook out his secret.

The turmoil in Forrod City was certainly vigorous, but Moller soon had no time to take care of it, because Chris and Mr. Thief, who had been asleep for more than two days, woke up one after another.