The cold air rushed down the plateau.

When the dark tones of all the buildings in the royal city of Boldon were replaced by pure white, snowflakes also fell over the distant city of Selen.

They swirled and fell in billowing smoke, many of which melted into snow in the rising light of the fire before they could touch the building or the ground.

A white curtain of snowflakes silenced all sounds from the city of Seren, and silenced the city, which was weeping in pain and panic.

Early in the morning.

The Legislature casters, who were responsible for maintaining the ceremonial blockade of the city of Salem, approached the south gate of the city once again with a convoy carrying important supplies.

This was the last gate that had been left vacant after much coordination, and the rest of the exits to the city of Salem had been controlled by the armies of Wattle and Deresa, and the Legislature mages who remained near those gates had only the power to maintain the integrity of the blockade ritual and determine if there was anything unexpected.

The convoy that followed the Legislature was mostly carrying important military supplies - alchemy bombs as consumables, magic flamethrowers that ordinary people could use at will, and of course, crystallized guns and special crystalline bullets that could cause small-scale fire explosions.

According to the judgment of the Judicial Committee, without these things, it would be difficult for the mages and soldiers in the city to control the situation.

Now, they not only need to deal with the "pitch-black sludge" flowing through the city of Selen, but also need to deal with waves of *** and shocks from the residents of the city.

As a special city that needs to hold peace celebrations every year in the past, the emergency reserves of the city of Salem are naturally extremely abundant, in fact, both the kingdom of Wattle and the kingdom of Deland will deliberately tilt in this aspect, with their support, the city has not been affected by famine, epidemics and other problems in the past two hundred years, and because of the peace celebrations, the merchants and wealthy families in the city will also properly store daily necessities and some food that is easy to preserve.

Now, however, the problems facing the city of Salem are far beyond the limits of the city and its inhabitants.

The food will run out.

Clean water will run out.

The weapons used to protect yourself and your family will also be depleted. Chinese Net

And when the things that sustain people's lives are gone, all the hope of the past will be transformed into despair.

Not to mention, there is still such a strange and terrifying existence in the city.

Over the past few years, many residents have found that their neighbours, whether they are elderly, children or able-bodied young people, disappear overnight...... No body was found, and no trace was found.

Everyone knew that the sludge was launching new attacks every day, and its appetite was growing, so more and more people were missing, and the soldiers and mages in the city were helpless against it - since the previous defeat in the square, the monster was completely hidden in the sewers of the city, and in this case, let alone actively pursued, even some of the weaker defenses would be completely consumed by the slightest negligence.

In this case, it is almost impossible to completely clear the hidden dangers in the city.

One of the young mages in the team shook the magic path pendulum in his hand, and his gaze continued to sweep over the walls of Seren City not far away, and the translucent ritual arena that shrouded the surface of the walls.

After confirming that the ceremonial arena was intact, he put away the magic equipment in his hand, looked at the various emergency items that had been transported, and asked in a muffled voice, "So, can we do something else besides sending these things every day?"

"Anything else?"

The other mage in the group turned around and looked at his companion twice, "We can't do anything other than orders, Valery, don't have too many impulsive thoughts."

"I just think it's not just these weapons that we need to send in, they're actually ...... It probably won't solve anything."

Valery was very embarrassed to say that this young mage from the kingdom of St. Steele had short hair and a resolute countenance, dark brown eyes and hair, and a strong build, not at all like an ordinary magician, but more like a soldier, a warrior and even a farmer.

He had served for two years in the Judicial Commission branch of the city of Seren, so he had a deep affection for the city.

What was happening in front of him made him feel extremely sad.

The procession stopped at the gate of the city gate on the south side.

Through the translucent ceremonial arena, one could see inside the city gates, and in the past few days, at this time, the soldiers in charge of monitoring and defending the gates would appear on the opposite side of the ceremonial ground, and the members of the convoy would transfer the supplies to the inanimate carts, and send the carts full of supplies directly into the city of Salem in turn.

Naturally, people will not go in.

Because once you enter, you will inevitably be restricted by the ritual field, and there will be no way to get out.

But today, the soldiers who were responsible for receiving the supplies did not show up for a long time.

Even through the thick ceremonial field, everyone could feel the dead silence and depression that came to their faces.

In the midst of uneasy waiting, someone finally appeared in their field of vision.

It was a soldier.

He wore the uniform of the army attached to the independent government of the city of Salem, his hat was gone, and the scabbard of the standard dagger hung crookedly in front of him, but the dagger was nowhere to be found.

The soldier's face was covered with black ash and blood, perhaps because he had cried, and the tears washed away several shallow marks in the dirt on his face, and he dragged his short-tube crystallization gun step by step to the place near the city gate ceremonial field, and looked at the mages "across the wall" in a daze.

"Unloading, loading."

A mage gave a low order, but before the workers who were following the convoy could begin their work, Valery gently bumped into him: "Hey......"

The mage turned his head in confusion, and then he saw that the soldier standing in the middle of the gate was shaking his head at himself and the others.

He's refusing them.

So far, no one has appeared at the gates of the city except this soldier.

Valery saw something, and he stepped forward to communicate, but the soldier slowly walked to the city gate and sat down against the bricks that had been blackened by the fire at some point.

He untied his bullet pouch, picked out a crystallized bullet made by Merlinle and the Legislature's workshop, and trembled to fill it into his crystallized gun.

On this silent morning, under the watchful eyes of the mages, the lone soldier bathed in the snowflakes falling from the sky, turning the old short-barreled crystal gun upside down, so that the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his jaw.

The trigger is pulled.

In the isolation of the ceremonial grounds, there was not a single shot at all, just like the shells that had fallen in the city before.

Valery, who witnessed this moment, couldn't help but shudder, and he looked at his companion, who was also stunned, and tried to say something, but in the end he swallowed all the words back into his stomach.

Shuge put down the newspaper in his hand.

In today's edition of the Borden Daily, there is still no news related to the city of Seren.

The meeting of the nations of the Alliance, presided over by Queen Sophia, had ended perfectly at the Adlon Hotel, during which the emissaries and officials of the Kingdom of Teresa, who were also staying at the Adlon Hotel, had tried to have a dialogue with the leaders of the Kingdom of Waters on more than one occasion, but these demands were ignored.

During the meeting, the mountain elf mage Finn Asaleer, who was the steward of the Wattle royal family, made a brief appearance, and he directly used magic to warn the visitors of the Kingdom of Deland extremely severely, and stated that if the visitors of the Kingdom of Deland continued to offend the dignity of the Kingdom of Waters and the royal family, they would be deprived of all foreign guest courtesies and expelled from Bolden.

On the pages of the newspapers, the reporters even filmed the Butler Finn's reprimanding of the Derean officials, and in the magical images of the event, the arrogance of the elven royal butler was unmistakable, while on the other side of him, the Deran who had been subjected to such treatment could only swallow their anger, each with a twisted and hideous face......

"The people of Vortel must have loved the news......

Shuge put down the newspaper in his hand.

Standing at the window, he could see the servants of the manor being walking down the road with a small "snow cart", a special and ingenious alchemy paraphernalia that could quickly melt the snow in the vicinity and clear the road.

The drink in his hand is still a refreshing herbal tea.

Just when Schug thought that the classic "Blizzard Lodge" model was about to unfold in Ernst's manor, all the anomalies died down.

In the second half of the night, nothing strange happened.

However, Snug still maintained a high degree of vigilance, and in the second half of the night, Snicky the Running Rat was ruthlessly oppressed by Snick, and under his orders, Snigg almost ran up and down several floors, in order to be able to confirm as much as possible what the so-called "family will" in the Manor Hotel was, Snug even instructed Snich to drill into the sewer again, and successfully touched Room 410, where the accident had occurred before.

As Zeke Ernst had previously revealed, Ernst Manor did not interfere too much with what was happening in the Manor Hotel, and all they did after the accident was to take Miss Elena as a victim and seal the broken windows and doors to the rooms with magical rituals.

As for the messy room, they didn't clean it at all.

Therefore, in room 410, Xiuge relied on Snicky's eyes and relied on the traces left at the scene to roughly restore Elena's experience in the room.

"Miss Elena must have not been asleep at the time of the accident, and judging by the books that fell on the bed, she was reading before bed...... Elena is also a lover of literature, and her preference should be military themes, and there are several popular books on the market at the bedside, which are very much in line with Miss Waterl's style."

With a slight turn of the magic fountain pen, Schug recalled and sorted out the findings of the previous night in his mind: "Like most people, Miss Elena only used the bedside lamp when she read before bed, the one that was later thrown out of the window, which is why the whole room was plunged into darkness after the lamp flew out of the window."

He put down his fountain pen and looked at his soft bed with his teacup untouched, "There was no warning of the attack on Elena...... When the attack took place, the lamp hanging above first suffered some kind of impact and shattered, and then the attack officially began...... Elena was thrown off the bed by something she didn't know, and in the process, she might have accidentally knocked the lamp to the floor, or held it in her hand in the confusion."

"The things on the desk were a mess, and Miss Elena was obviously struggling violently, but then the window was broken, and the force tried to push Miss Elena out of the window, and then there was what I saw with my own eyes."

Xiuge looked up at the ceiling.

"The first metal bullet hit the 'thing' in the head, but eventually the bullet was embedded in the ceiling, and it was clear that the body of the 'thing' was most likely not an entity, and it was not the impact of the bullet that interfered with it, but the magic crystals that were embedded in the bullet."

"Then came the second and third shots...... Traces were left on the two walls of the room, with the second bullet leaving only a limited trace, presumably because most of the mana was depleted when it came into contact with the target."

After taking the last sip of tea, Xiuge put down the teacup in his hand and casually tied up his already long hair at the back of his head.

"This leads to a preliminary crude conclusion, that is, that strand

The unknown power that exists in the Manor Hotel may not be a particularly powerful existence, whether its previous actions were tentative or whatever, but judging from the results, the magic of the level of the Demon Bullet may be enough to hinder it."

"But there are still doubts here, what exactly is the purpose of its attack? If it was to kill Elena, then judging by the traces in the room, it would not have been necessary to make such a fanfare, and it would have looked more like a deliberate demonstration, like those murderers who deliberately provoke them."