As Felix said, the first batch of "secret agents" who joined the "Sword of Dawn" are all members who have passed layers of scrutiny, are committed to maintaining the internal stability of the Dawn Society, and are willing to give their lives for it.

Although their familiarity with the Black and Japanese Society is limited, and they are still immature in the struggle against the Black and Japanese Society, this does not mean that they lack the qualities they deserve.

At the behest of Darthville, Felix, and others, the "Sword of Dawn" agents are being trained by a group of veterans, who are required to break into the towns of the Duchy of Boult in a variety of different capacities, start living as real townspeople, and completely blend in with their surroundings.

They are like young spiders who have just begun to learn to weave webs, waiting eagerly for ignorant flying insects to fall into their webs.

And when the strangers, who clearly bore the traces of the Black Sun Association, came to the vicinity of the old fisherman Glenn's residence, the long-awaited and energetic members of the "Sword of Dawn" immediately became active.

As a result, the "vendors", "fishermen" or "police officers" who had been clearly notified immediately stopped their original work, quietly removed their weapons from their hiding places, and then began to move towards the predetermined location from different directions.

However, there are people who move a little faster than they do.

Although he was still in port when he received the news of the "target", his actions were far more efficient than ordinary people think.

After giving orders to General Bernhardt, who was in charge of surveillance, to protect the old fisherman as much as possible, the Running Rat, who had been resting in the metal disc for a long time and had been lazy for a long time, was re-summoned by Xiug.

Snick, who had been instructed to do so, flicked his long tail nimbly, quickly wrapped around Felix, and secured him to his back.

It then sped away in the direction of the town with two adults, a few speeds faster than the cars.

The size of the town was very limited after all, but in five or six minutes, the Running Rat had already led the two of them to the edge of the town, and under the cover of magical rituals, Snicky used his agility to quickly move through the shadows of the trees and the remote houses.

By the time it stopped, Old Glenn's dwelling was already in Shoge's sight.

Through General Bernhardt's surveillance, Hugg learns that the strange members of the Black Sun Society have now entered the old Glenn's house and are "testing" the special goods they are going to buy in the basement, and that the old fisherman, who had planned to make a fortune from these "collectors", is now firmly bound to the living room by magic.

Although his life was not in danger for the time being, the old fisherman was already so frightened that he was about to pee his pants.

At this moment, he finally completely believed what Xiuge had said before.

These people are indeed interested in the strange fish, but they are absolutely impossible to honestly pay the balance and take these "goods" with them like normal buyers - they obviously have some more secret and sinister purposes, so anyone who knows is doomed to be killed by them.

However, Old Glenn's luck was not bad, although there were two mages among the members of the Black Sun Society, they obviously did not have a lot of knowledge and experience in fish.

They were momentarily overwhelmed by the closed tank and the restless deformed fish in the tank, so they had to ask the old fisherman to move them to the tank he carried with him without injuring them.

Just as the trembling old Glenn was being taken to the basement, the second-floor window of a nearby building was pushed open, and the members of the Black Sun Society, who were in charge of standing guard at the door of the old Glenn's residence, looked up slightly, only to see a long wooden stick being slowly pushed out of the window.

Then, an ordinary-looking young girl yawned and hung some freshly washed laundry from the stick.

This kind of situation is always seen on weekdays, and there is nothing to worry about.

The member of the Society, who had already prepared to cast the spell, lowered his head again, leaned against the wall, and continued to scan his surroundings.

Felix also stared at the window, and when he saw the girl hanging out two yellowish dresses, he whispered to Shug, "There are ten of our men, all of them nearby, and they all have weapons. ”

"It's not slow."

Xiuge nodded slightly, acknowledging the speed of these Dawn Society agents.

After all, Felix had personally experienced the disaster in the city of Selen, and he was very calm at this time, and he was very calm in his praise of Xiuge, he pulled out the revolver he was carrying, checked the ammunition inside, and then asked, "Next...... What are you going to do? ”

Shuge gently rubbed the Black Sun Scepter in his hand with his palm, and the obscure magic fluctuations immediately spread out in all directions, gathering all the faintest information.

After confirming the surrounding situation, Shuge smiled and reached out and took a portable secret device from Felix to contact the rest of the Dawn Society's secret agents.

After injecting magic power into the ritual to work, Xiuge said to the ritual, "There are six of them, four guild believers with a military background, and two stream-level mages. ”

"Currently, three of the six are in the basement, supervising Old Glenn, and one of them is a mage...... Another mage stood guard outside, the last of whom was the driver, and he was at the end of the street, where a disguised Fisheries Association freight truck was parked. ”

Shuge methodically repeated these extremely important messages, and then he grinned at Felix beside him, "Guys, you can start now, let me see what you do...... Don't be inhibited, just as I don't exist. ”

After saying that, Xiuge interrupted the call, he stuffed the secret instrument disguised as a pocket watch back into the worried Felix's hand, and before he could speak, he patted him heavily on the shoulder: "You too, Felix, you are also involved in this mission...... To lead a special group of agents, words and plans are certainly not enough, you need to show more abilities in front of them. ”

Seeing Felix's sad face, Xiuge raised his hand with a smile, pointed two fingers at his eyes, and then pointed to the house not far away: "Let it go, I'll keep an eye on it." ”

……

Old Glenn finally didn't hold back.

As an experienced fisherman who has seen strong winds and waves on the ocean, he originally had a big heart.

But the naval battles in the surrounding area, the terrifying array of armored ships, the strange rumors about the city of Salem, and the strange things he had seen with his own eyes had finally made him timid.

In the face of the two young mages before, old Glenn was still able to control himself, after all, although Xiuge and Wei Lin were quite oppressive, they could also bring people a sense of security with their official mage certificates.

Today's "collectors", however, are markedly different.

The eerie, oppressive feeling that emanated from them completely overwhelmed Old Glenn's psychological defenses, and finally broke his bladder, which had become somewhat fragile with age.

When the gloomy middle-aged mage untied the magic ropes that bound him and dragged him to the basement, Glenn's crotch was soaking wet, which apparently upset the mage, and as a result, Glenn Sr. was kicked the back, causing him to roll straight to the ice in the basement.

And when old Glenn finally got up from the ice, he was terrified by the scene in the cramped basement.

The other two who had entered his house were now on their knees beside the great sink, their hands clenched, their eyes slightly closed, their heads raised, and low, indistinguishable words pouring out of their mouths.

They looked exactly like the believers who prayed to the idols.

Old Glenn noticed that both men had a strange pattern on the side of their faces, which looked like several dark tentacles twisted together, and when the deformed fish in the tank swam, the tentacles writhed in the dim light and shadow.

"May the Lord of the Boundless Seas be as eternal as the Black Sun...... Grace be upon us...... May the world return to the embrace of Charon. ”

They recited strange prayers, repeated several times in a row.

At the end of this prayer, they slowly got up and gave up the space to the frightened old fisherman, and one of them dragged over a huge tank made of alchemical vessels placed next to him, and motioned to old Glenn to move all the deformed fish in the tank inside.

And just as the old fisherman was tremblingly mixing seawater, ice, and those special alchemical solutions, the mage of the association, who had been waiting outside the door, suddenly looked up, and he saw a young man dressed as a fisherman walking not far away with a cigarette in his mouth.

The young fisherman stood only a few steps away from the mage, he frowned, and looked up and down at the mage standing in front of the old Glenn's door, and just when the latter felt that something was wrong and was about to cast a spell to solve the problem, the young fisherman suddenly held his cigarette and asked, "Sir, you are also here to collect debts?" ”

The young man's accent was very strong, the standard coastal accent of the Duchy of Boult, and his complexion was dark, his hair was linen, his skin was rough, and his palms were rather thick, which was by all indications that he was a local fisherman.

The Formation Mage was equally swift in his response.

He knew very well that this town was already the territory of the Dawn Society, and that several of the dangerous people that the Society focused on were nearby, so he didn't plan to make a move at will.

Faced with the young man's questioning, he nodded calmly and replied, "Debt collection? Ha, yes...... But if you're late and want to collect your debts, line up here or come back tomorrow! ”

"Tomorrow? That's not going to work, I'm waiting for a drink......"

Like all alcohol-addicted locals, the young fisherman shook his head vigorously: "Old Glenn hired me to go to sea some time ago, and the promised share has not been paid until now, which is not true!" ”

The Gatekeeper frowned, and by all indications, he judged that the visit of the young man in front of him was indeed just an accident, but now, he didn't want to waste any more time here, so he waved his hand impatiently: "Or if you come later, half an hour late...... The man in front was busy teaching the old man a lesson! The batch of fish he sold before had a big problem and almost killed him! ”

"Hiss......"

The young fisherman shrunk his neck: "He won't be beaten to death, will he?" ”

"Maybe, but by then, won't you just take the things in this room?"

"Hah...... That's right. ”

The young man seemed to be convinced, he licked his lips, laughed twice and was about to turn away, but after only two steps he turned back and said to the mage guarding the door with dissatisfaction: "No, if you take all the valuable things, it will be bad!" ”

This greedy appearance was very annoying to the Black Sun Society Master, and he raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept around, and saw that the young girl who had been drying the laundry had left, and the window was empty, only the clothes were swaying in the wind.

Seeing that there was no one else nearby, the mage raised an eyebrow at the young fisherman: "That's right, if you don't feel at ease, just wait here with me!" ”

As he spoke, he leaned slightly and let go of the wall he was leaning on, as his hidden palm slowly pulled out and began to construct the lethal magic engraved in his body and memory.

The young fisherman stepped forward with a smile, when a shadow suddenly shook by the window of another house.

The mage glanced in that direction alertly, but before he could see clearly, a violent vibration suddenly came, and the mage was horrified to find that the protective ritual he had set up beside him had suffered a terrible impact, and a metal bullet had successfully broken through his protective barrier under the impetus of magic and came directly to his chest.

At the same time, the approaching young man stepped forward, quickly pulling out a silver dagger hidden at his waist and stabbing the mage in the shoulder with precision.

His movements were extremely fast, and he had a very distinct Wattle spy skill, so before the mage could successfully cast the spell, his shoulder was already stabbed by the silver dagger of the Demon Strangulation, and the lines of magic that had already been formed were seriously disturbed, and then the young fisherman who had revealed his true face gritted his teeth forward, and his palm, which still had a strong fishy smell, pressed heavily on the mouth of the mage of the association, and smothered the warning and pain directly back into his mouth.

(End of chapter)