After a moment of excitement, taking advantage of the twilight outside, Arka began to clean up the villa and erase the traces of his life.

Tonight in the middle of the night I will leave the city and join Andre and the others.

After packing the scarce items and coins you have obtained into the suitcase you just bought.

I opened the wardrobe with the lenses.

I took out the mirror inside, looked at it, thought about it, and put it on the head of the bed.

Look outside at the sun that hasn't quite set.

"Let's sleep for a while, it's only six or seven o'clock now, and I can wake up at the estimated time."

Thinking about tonight's actions, Arka decided to take a nap and rest.

lest you be too tired when you act tonight.

After all, he'd been out running around all day today.

Thinking of this, Arka closed the curtains again, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

……

At this time, in the basement of a shop.

Still dressed as a clown, but without oil paint, Nevik leaned back in his chair and played with a dagger.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A gangster walked in a little nervously.

After taking a deep breath, he said, "First mate, we have found out where the magician lives, and it is a villa rented by one person. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Nevik raised his eyebrows.

Then I didn't know where to move out of a pile of oil paints, took the tools and began to paint on my face.

It's still the clown's makeup.

Exactly the same as during the day.

The gang members who reported next to him could only keep their mouths shut and maintain a nervous mood to stand by the side.

Looking at Nevik, who was wearing clown makeup at this time, his heart was even more panicked.

Not only did Nevik not slow to put on his own makeup, but it didn't take long for him to completely transform into a clown's makeup.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he showed an exaggerated smile.

Keeping a smile, he turned his head to stare at the gangster next to him.

The member suddenly looked up and saw this scene, and his heart jumped straight to his throat.

Nevik was heard saying, "Take me there." ”

The gangster immediately nodded.

……

The city has long since fallen silent.

Only the main gate and some of the surrounding commercial streets are still open.

There are many dignitaries and nobles who like to do some night tours here in the evening.

In his sleep, Arka was once again plunged into darkness.

Feeling the touch of the ghost press bed again made Arka a little helpless.

Why did you pull yourself in again?

Once again, a subtle hazy sound rang in his ears.

"Escape...... Run...... Dangerous...... Dangerous ......"

Hearing this, Alka, who was originally a little helpless, instantly felt a trace of nervousness in his heart, and asked vigilantly.

"What's going on, do you notice something?"

After all, tonight was when he was going to sneak out of the city to meet Andre.

There must be no accidents at this time.

"Dangerous...... Run......

"Then let me out! If you don't let me out, how can I run! ”

Arka screamed silently in his head.

“……”

Then Arka opened his eyes on the bed.

Immediately a catapult got up.

Dressed at an incomprehensible pace, he pulled back a curtain and looked out.

The view from the second floor of the bedroom is just above the street.

I saw the end of the street.

Several people dressed in black were walking slowly.

The leader is a man dressed as a clown.

Walking down the street with a somewhat pompous pace.

It's the clown of the day.

Danger won't talk about him, right?

Just because of the daytime? Is it going to kill him?

Alka was somewhat incomprehensible.

But the action is still fast.

After the room was quickly arranged, he picked up the magic mirror on the bedside table and withdrew.

Before leaving, he opened the curtains of the window next to the bed, and the cold night light sprinkled on the quilt from the window.

"That's it."

A member of the gang said, pointing to the villa in front of him.

Nevik, dressed as a clown, glanced up.

"You're waiting outside."

As he spoke, he took an exaggerated step, jumped lightly, and directly crossed the iron gate several meters high.

"I don't know who was so unlucky to provoke this madman." One of the members of the gang looked at the departing Nevik and rubbed his hands.

A gangster next to him slapped him: "Shut up, I don't want to die." ”

The member immediately shut his mouth.

For fear that Nevik would hear what he had just said.

Nevik walked straight from the courtyard to the door.

Looking at the locked door in front of him, he twisted the door as if he was entering his own home.

The door to the villa was opened as if it were not closed.

He walked in briskly.

The footsteps brought up by the originally exaggerated footsteps suddenly disappeared.

Entering the living room, I looked around slightly.

I walked straight to the 2nd floor.

Observe for a while.

After being stunned for a moment, he went to the door of the master bedroom.

The door opened.

Moonlight poured into the room through the window.

Illuminating the sleeping man on the bed.

At this time, the quilt is arched, and short black hair is exposed from the place of the pillow.

Look at this scene.

Nevik held himself in his arms, as if he were trembling with excitement.

As if self-absorbed.

Just like that, open the door.

Step by step, he walked towards the end of the bed.

This time he didn't slow down like he had just come in, but deliberately let his footsteps widen.

Trample! Trample!

Come to the end of the bed.

Looking at Alka, who was still asleep and did not move under the moonlight.

He reached out and waved it up.

A dagger appeared above his palm in the air, floating.

Right across from the master bedroom.

Near the window, there is a balcony.

A pair of dark green and almost black eyes watched this scene like this.

In his hand was a short-barreled shotgun, and the paddles behind it were already moving upwards.

Just as he looked at Nevik's hand, a floating dagger suddenly appeared.

Slightly stunned.

Without hesitation, he took out the pocket watch from his arms.

Crush the blue crystal flakes on top.

And at this time.

The dagger floating in Nevik's hand also flew straight out, plunging straight down through the quilt.

At that moment, Nevik sensed that something was wrong.

There was nothing in it.

He immediately lifted the futon.

What I saw was the pillows stacked inside, and the wig on top.

He suddenly turned around.

"Bang!"

The slightly scarlet eyes were directly connected to the dark green eyes.

The locker's trigger has been pulled.

A large number of steel marbles flew together and came.

And Alka, who had fired this shot, did not hesitate to fall down from the balcony.

The figure rolls in the air and then crouches and lands steadily.

It's like a gymnast.

The moment it landed.

Like a rabbit, he rushed out directly.