On the eve of dawn, the sky had just surfaced with white fish belly, and the dark blue night was gradually fading, and the stars began to slowly disappear. The mountain scenery of Mount Mazaro in the distance was immersed in the dark night as thick as ink. In the night sky, there was a magical hand, wiping the night into day little by little, and the street lights on both sides of the street were extinguished one by one.

At this time, people were still immersed in their dreams and fell deeply into deep sleep. With the rising sun, the city that could not see at a glance woke up little by little. I suddenly woke up from the sofa, and felt like a pair of cold eyes were looking at me from a distance. The figure of that person was hidden on the roof somewhere behind the mist. The immersive danger was like a shackle bound to my body, which made me unable to breathe.

I felt a strong murderous intent locking me from a distance. The feeling made me a little strange and familiar. The feeling was like someone immersing me in cold water. I tried to open my mouth and shout and struggle, but I couldn't make any sound.

A string of crisp horseshoe bells on the street outside woke me up from my sleep. I felt like I had a nightmare, and my body was covered in sticky cold sweat.

My abnormality made Kalancho, who was lying on my thigh, suddenly woke up. She seemed to feel the faint murderous intent. She tensed her muscles all over her body, jumped up from the sofa like a big enemy, jumped to the window like a female leopard, staring out the window like a big enemy...

...

A black light and shadow rushed out of the courtyard very quickly, and he was wrapped in a black robe, as light as the wind.

If it weren't for the neighing of the scaled horse outside the yard, I'm afraid I'd have been killed by him in his sleep. There is such a way to trap people in a dream and unable to wake up when they fall into deep sleep, and then use methods to kill people. This is the most ancient assassin's assassin's assassination skill. I didn't expect that one day, I would actually meet them.

If it weren't for the gentle horse-hoof ringing that awakened me, Kalancho and I might have died at the hands of this nightmare assassin.

Thinking of this, a cool breeze burst out from my back spine.

The silver-toned shotgun was pulled out from the magical waist bag, stood up from the sofa, rushed out with a quick step, and my thighs were slightly numb, but I ignored all of this and pushed open the door and chased out.

At this time, the black figure had already rushed to the street.

'charge'

A ball of white light rushed straight towards the escaping black shadow. A knight in silver armor was wrapped in the white light. He was holding a "knight's shield" in front of him and a long crusade sword in his other hand. The knight's charge speed seemed to have reached its extreme, making a sound like thunder breaking through the air.

It was like a wall, blocking the way of the black shadow.

I have even felt the collision between two people in the next second. Of course, the knight wearing metal armor and holding a shield has a great advantage. If it is charged by the knight in silver armor, the black shadow may be knocked away directly.

Kalancho stood at the door and pulled out the hunting bow. The feather arrow had locked on the man in black.

I stopped and picked up the silver hunting rifle in my hand. The ballistic appeared clearly in my eyes. I just waited for the silver armored knight wrapped in white light to stop the black-clothed assassin. I fired...

However, just as the white light transformed by the knight touched the corner of the black-clothed assassin's clothes, the black-clothed assassin turned into a ray of black mist floating in the air. The silver-clad knight suddenly rushed into the air, stood there in amazement, waved the long sword of the crusad in his hand in resentment, and looked around, trying to find the man in black who was hiding in the dark.

I was eager to catch the assassin who was escaping in the dark. I knew that this kind of hidden art was the most taboo to "range spell damage".

I was stunned by hatred for a moment, and didn't care about it. I took out a "Frost New Star" scroll from my backpack, read a spell quickly from my mouth, and then unfolded the scroll in my hand and smashed the scroll directly under the feet of the silver-armored knight. The light blue ** pattern magic array continued to expand as the scroll flew down, and the magic runes emitted brilliant colors in the air.

I didn't even look at the knight in front of me, and directly condensed an ice shield in front of him, blocking his whole body.

All the runes on the magic scroll appeared, and countless water-based magic elements condensed rapidly in the air, and then suddenly the air became cold, just like all the air was suddenly sucked into the sub-dimensional space by the scroll. All the air around quickly condensed towards the magic scroll. The next second, it seemed as if everything was about to stop.

The huge ice ring emerged from the magic pattern array released by the scroll and spread around with an irresistible momentum. This ice ring freezes all the obstacles you can encounter into ice.

The man in black actually hung in the air like a big bird, frozen firmly by the "Frost Nova".

Kalancho's hunting bow was actually one step ahead of me. With a "collapse" sound, a feather arrow was shot out. Only a flash of shadow could be seen in the air. It was difficult for the eyes to chase the arrows that were galloping.

Immediately afterwards, the hunting rifle in my hand also sounded "bang", and a flame tongue spurted out. The projectile with the "flame tongue weapon" rotated rapidly and shot towards the man in black who turned into an ice sculpture in the air. The arrow shot the man in black in the ice falling down from the air without any obstacles. The feathered arrow was deeply nailed into the ice cube, and the ice cubes were covered with cracks.

I have a bad premonition in my heart.

The lead ball was then shot into the ice, and the explosive flame power of the "flame weapon" exploded directly on the surface of the ice, and the ice chunks shattered all over the ground.

A human-shaped puppet appeared from the ice cube, and fell to the ground with a "splash" and fell into pieces. The puppet was engraved with countless fine magic runes.

There was a feather arrow on the chest of the puppet, and there was a black hole made of lead balls in the center of the head. The magic power on the entire puppet actually passed away rapidly, and the magic runes gradually dimmed.

‘Stand-in-Oriana’s magic puppet store, the most famous magic prop besides magic prosthetics: it can resist magic damage at the same level or below the same level for the user. However, this kind of magic prop is also famous for its high price and is definitely not affordable to ordinary people. Its value is absolutely no less than a level one magic pattern construction.

You should know that if an ordinary small noble family has a magic pattern structure, it can be passed down from generation to generation, and that magic pattern structure is also a rich asset.

I don’t know what kind of rich man can use this extremely expensive "stand-in puppet" without any scruples. I knew this extremely luxurious magical item a long time ago, and I stopped and watched from afar in the store. Of course, I couldn’t see anything at all. Now there is such a damaged "stand-in puppet" that I have never been wasted. I quickly picked them up from the ground and put them in my magical bag.

Louis, wearing silver armor, then shattered the ice shield that was blocking him with a sword, and then stepped forward.

When I saw that the person who came to help was Louis, I realized that he must have come from Emerald Bay with several carriages loaded with supplies. Unexpectedly, he came unexpectedly and saved Kalancho and me by chance. I thought to myself: Fortunately, he could come in person, it seems that the assassin was very afraid of him.

Louis snorted coldly, "Chase!"

At this time, his face was as gloomy as if he was going to kill someone. He threw the "Knight's Shield" in his hand aside, turned around and ran towards the convoy regardless of everything.

I really don’t know how much hatred the man in black has with him. Speaking of which, I should hate the man in black even more!

I stood behind him, watching him stride towards the convoy with some confusion, thinking: He really has a jealous character.

...

"Add the roof, he's there!" Kalancho said softly to me, her eyes staring at the house diagonally across the street.

I also seemed to feel the faint murderous intent, and without any hesitation, I ran directly to my house.

Kalancho held tightly behind me, and we rushed out of the door tacitly. Kalancho ran forward for two or three steps, then raised his foot and stepped on the windowsill, touched the eaves with his other hand, and flipped on the roof like a spirit cat.

I didn't have as good jumping power as Kalancho, and I could only climb up from the windowsill of the house. Fortunately, when I was a child, I often climbed the tall Thunder Rhinoceros, and I didn't completely forget those skills.

Although the movements are a bit indecent, they can be regarded as climbing up the roof with flexibly skills.

I was slightly gasping, holding a silver shotgun in my hand, and my eyes passed through layers of fog, looking for the assassin who had just watched me on the roof over there.

I only saw a faint murderous intent retreating in the faint mist in the distance, a tall man in black, covered with gray bandages all over his body, and one of his eyes emitted a faint red light in the fog swamp. He saw me holding a silver-plated shotgun, and the sight of the muzzle had already pointed at him. Without any hesitation, he jumped down from the roof and disappeared between the courtyards.

Before I could put the shotgun down, the black shadow flashed out from behind the roof again, and after a few bounces, it instantly disappeared into the thick fog.

I remember when I came out of that elf tavern yesterday, I felt like I was being watched. Looking back now, maybe it was this assassin who escaped into the fog.

Kalancho wanted to chase after me, but I quickly grabbed it, and then said, "Forget it, don't chase it, you are not familiar with the environment in the imperial capital."

I asked Kalancho: "You saw him, right?"

Kalancho nodded and said strangely: "A very strange assassin, I didn't even notice him approaching. I am an orc from the wolf tribe, the tribe with the most sensitive ears in the orc tribe!"

"He used a special method to make us fall asleep. According to the ancient magic books in the Magic Academy, this is a very ancient assassination profession of "Dream Maker". "I explained to Kalancho the origin of this profession and the magic skills he is good at.

Finally, after a turn of words, I said to her, "But why do I feel that the man in black who appeared behind and the one in front are not the same person at all?"

"I smelled a familiar smell from the assassin behind. I could smell the orcs. Unfortunately, it was not a wolf orc, I could feel it." Kalancho said to me again: "Let's call Ruka back from the botanical garden in the water system ecological park. You need a warrior to protect you."

"Let me think about it again!" I said to Kalancho.

...

At this time, a neighing sound of a horse came from the street. A tall knight wearing exquisite silver scales rode on the elbow. The whip threw a very loud whistle in the air. The elbow carried the knight and turned into a meteor and chased the black shadow in the fog. It was just back to the convoy that Louis was riding a war horse, waving the whip, and chasing along the long street.

Louis belongs to the Royal Gripen Order and is an excellent guard knight, with his riding skills very exquisite.

The horse let go of four hooves and ran wildly, easily crossing the low bush wall, and disappeared at the intersection in a blink of an eye. Several Louis's entourages rode their horses and chased them like several whirlwinds, probably because they were worried about something Louis had made.

There were five magic caravans carrying cargo parked on the street, with bags of wheat flour placed neatly, and the other carriage was filled with cotton and twine. I didn't expect that they would come so early.

There was a lord sitting in each carriage. Bud stood in front of the convoy. Although his face was a little bad, he pretended to be calm and guarded the sides of the magic caravan with a group of knights, looking light and quiet.

The knights did not panic because of the emergencies. They stood on both sides of the convoy and stood up straight. No one dared to whisper. Each knight remained alert and silently watched the situation around them, as if facing a great enemy.

I slid down the ridge quickly along the tiles.

Kalancho stood under the eaves, and she took the opportunity to reach out and catch me who was flying down.

I pressed against her face and fell into her soft arms, hitting her soft snow peak. She snorted softly, her face turned slightly red, and she quickly pushed me away.

Fortunately, Bud had already walked in from the street with his belly outstretched, alleviating our ambiguity and embarrassment.

His leather boots were heavily on the lawn in the yard, and the grass clips kept rising back along his heels. When he saw Kalancho, a stunning look flashed in Bud's eyes. He walked up humbly and said very kindly: "Baron Gilliah, all the supplies you have listed on the demand list are ready. Do you need to transport them into the house for you?"

I gestured with my hands and said, "Yes, before this, please help me move out the primary magic herbs in the underground storage room. Those magic herbs I promised to Mr. Louis."

"I am very honored to be able to serve you!" Bud said with a smile when he spoke, and when he heard me telling them to carry and collect herbs first.
Chapter completed!