Chapter 115

Moonlight is like water.

It's getting dark very early today. At this moment, a bright moon hanging in the sky, soft and delicate moonlight scattered, evenly distributed on the land, white moonlight shining, for the earth cast a bright and clean.

On the road leading to the imperial capital, Dewey and his carriage were driving slowly.

This trip back to the imperial capital, Du Wei specially explained that he didn't have to rush, but he just moved forward leisurely every day, as long as he pinched the day and arrived at the imperial capital.

So this is a journey of leisure. Dewey was especially friendly to the master Clark. Both of them rode together and talked from time to time. When he was tired, Dewey invited master Clark to ride in his carriage.

The carriage of the Rowling family is naturally a top-level product with high cost, superior wood, excellent horses, and a series of modifications made by Dewey. Under the laying of the thick Swan carpet, but also makes the carriage driving, the slightest sense of turbulence.

The carriage is also prepared with good wine and food, which makes Clark enjoy a lot along the way.

Clark is also very on the road, to repay, on the road is to spend a lot of effort, in Dewey's carriage chassis made a few small wind magic array. Anyway, a few carriages in Duwei's motorcade carried a lot of magic materials, such as crystals and gems, in the gifts given by the Magic Union.

The magic array on the chassis of the carriage consumed several first-class magic crystals. But with the magic of the wind system, the carriage can run faster and more steadily with the help of the wind. Even with the wind, the weight is much lighter. It's even more stable.

Du Wei could not help but ask: "since this magic array can reduce the weight of the carriage, is there a high-level practice of magic array that can make the carriage fly completely?"

After listening, Clark pondered for a moment and replied, "theoretically, it's OK. But the wind magic, in general, is still with the help of the wind. The magic array below automatically gathers the wind, but it takes a lot of magic to completely let the weight of the carriage bear by the wind and let it fly. The magic crystal and some magic gems cost a lot. The cost is too expensive, and the level of magic array is higher. It took so much cost and effort. But it's useless to get a flying carriage. It's too wasteful

Du Wei nodded, not saying it, but he thought in his heart: if the carriage could fly only by magic array. Of course, it's the best. Unfortunately, Clark said, simply let a carriage fly, you need to spend almost astronomical costs. It can't be popularized, if it can be popularized. So even if you can't build a plane, you can build an "air force" in this way.

Of course, from a realistic point of view, this can only be utopian.

Clark also smiles, but thinks in his heart: children are children after all, so whimsical. How much magic material does it take to make the carriage fly? That is to say, the child came from a rich family and recently received a large number of gifts from the Magic Union. There are so many magic crystals to do this boring game. Where do ordinary people have such financial resources? If the magic crystal consumed by the magic array, which makes the carriage lighter, is at the market price, it will cost nearly ten thousand gold coins. If you really want it to fly, I'm afraid you can't do it without 100000 gold coins. There must be a master with profound magic to set up the magic array, and inject magic all the time to supplement the consumption. It really takes so much effort to get an enclave carriage. That's gorgeous.

In the small talk, Dewey's most important attention is on how to get Clark's words. After all, the magic trade union has spent so much money to woo itself. There must be their heart. Dewey is about to enter the imperial capital. I'm sure you have to make a careful inquiry first.

Among other things, the title of "Bachelor of magic". The more Du Wei thought about it, the more extraordinary he felt. The more benefits you get, I'm afraid that in the future people will be unable to shirk what they want from themselves.

But Clark, after all, has been living in the imperial capital for many years, and he is also very cunning. Although he talks and laughs in his words, he doesn't show any words. Du Wei put a lot of thought into it, but he couldn't say anything.

That night, under the moonlight, the motorcade was driving slowly. Dewey and Clark were asking for some knowledge of magic. In front of him, madder rode over, tapped on the window and said in a low voice, "young master, we're going to Jumu town."

There was a movement in Dewey's heart.

Jumu town? It's a place of great commemoration.

When he was kicked out from the imperial capital and sent to Rowling plain, when he passed Jumu Town, he met Ruolin, Solskjaer and others in the town, and then recovered these guys by force. Now I return to the imperial capital and revisit my hometown.

Dewey looked at the sky and said with a smile, "well, let's live in Jumu tonight."

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After the motorcade entered Jumu Town, Ma De certainly remembered this place and led the motorcade directly to the Jumu hotel where he and his party had stayed.

But when I came to the front, I found that the original giant wooden hotel had changed its appearance. The original rotten signboard, which was almost rusty, had taken on a new look. The blue stone wall was painted with white lime. The signboard swayed gently in the wind at night, and the words on it were no longer giant wooden hotel. Instead, it became a home for adventurers.

Mad looked at it strangely and thought, how long has it been? Why has the hotel changed its owner?

The door had been pushed open for a long time. Inside, a squat guy, who was probably the boss, rushed out. Seeing a big business coming, he nodded and sent several people from the hotel to help him.

Dewey and Clark went into the hotel and saw that the place was much cleaner than when they came last time. It's just that business is not very good and there are not many people. The spacious hall was empty.

The desks, chairs and counters are all new. It seems that some of the paint has not been completely dried. It seems that few people use them at ordinary times.

The stout boss has come up. His clothes were clean, and his big eyes were full of shrewdness. Mad asked him to send someone to feed the horse, and then he cleaned out some clean rooms.

Du Wei looked at the several men and waiters in the hotel. They were all strong and strong. He couldn't help but frown. I took a look at mad. Let him call the stout boss over.

"I remember it used to be called the giant Wood Hotel. I lived here once last time. How come I have changed my host now? "

The stout boss nodded and explained, "this gentleman, the old boss didn't like the business here, so he just sold the hotel."

Dewey looked at him. "Your accent doesn't seem to be local?"

The stout boss laughed: "this gentleman, I'm from Jumu Town, but I used to go to the north to do business. Just a few months ago. "

Du Wei nodded. He just looked at the waiters and frowned. "You are a small hotel. You have so many employees. They are all strong. Are they all soldiers? "

The boss nodded, his face showing a trace of helplessness: "I used to stay in the local garrison when I was in the north, just because I was in the other days. When they rounded up some mercenary regiments smuggling Warcraft, they were injured and couldn't continue to work for the army any more. Then they got the resettlement fee and went back to their hometown. My men are all friends in the army. They were all the same as me. They were injured, physically disabled and expelled from the army, but the resettlement fee was quite a lot. But one day, when I finished eating, I started a business. I gathered so many veterans to come back, and everyone could have a meal. "

Dewey laughed and nodded. Looking at the boss walking, he was a little lame, as if his legs were inflexible.

And the waiters, though strong and strong. have great physical strength and courage. But if you look at it carefully, you can see that some of them have lost their right hand, but their thumb and index finger can no longer hold the sword. In some places, one hand was even severed, and the other arm was very long. I thought I was originally an archer, but I had an eye. I had an arm, but I had no eyesight, so I was expelled by the army.

Du Wei sighed, let madedo hurt a few gold coins, and then went into the room to rest.

In the middle of the night, Du Wei was lying in bed, but he didn't know what was going on. He was a little restless tonight, but he couldn't sleep. He thought for a long time, but he didn't know why. He just lay on the bed, eyes wide open, looking at the ceiling, thinking about his own things.

Around a quiet, dark room, only to hear their own heartbeat and breathing.

In the middle of the night, Du Wei gradually developed a faint sense of tiredness. He turned over and was about to go to sleep. Suddenly

He is a magician with excellent talent. His ear power and sense are ten times better than ordinary people. Suddenly, he heard a strange voice

Crack!

It's like the sound of some old rotten wood breaking slightly.

Du Wei was startled by the voice, and suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness and alertness in his heart, but the thought flashed in his heart, and he couldn't catch it for a moment.

Dewey listened for a while, but there was no sound. He thought it was something like a mouse. But in his heart just a loose, abrupt, sudden change!

Top of the head of the ceiling beam, suddenly boom, the whole beam are broken, in an instant, a bright sword gas broke through the layers of broken wood, rushed to the sky, toward the bed lying Duwei mercilessly down!

This sword is fast and fierce. It's obvious that people with strong martial arts skills are ready to start! Du Wei yelled. Fortunately, although he was born weak, he practiced the basic action of fighting against the stars every day after touring in the frozen forest. He was very strong. He turned over and avoided in his busy schedule.

It's just that the other side's sword has been ready for a long time, and it's also issued by an expert. Where can Duwei hide? As soon as he turned over, he felt a sharp pain in his back. A cold blade had cut his back and skin, and blood was flowing.

Dewey broke out in a cold sweat and tumbled to the floor under the bed. I heard a roar behind me, and the bed board was torn apart under this sword!

A shadow on his head had already jumped down. The shadow was dark all over. Only a long and thin sword in his hand flashed cold light. Duwei was lying on the ground with a sharp pain in his back, which nearly made him faint. Only when his life was at stake, Duwei was excited by the sharp pain. On the contrary, he inspired his potential and lay on the ground without looking back. A firelight in his hand shot at the people standing on the ruins of the bed board.

This fire magic rushed past, and the man on the bed didn't dare to carry it, so he turned over on the spot. With a bang, the fire was everywhere. When the dark room was illuminated, Dewey could see clearly who was coming. He was dressed in black, his face was covered, but his eyes were flashing. The long sword in his hand pointed to him clearly, quietly, and rushed towards him again!

Duwei was lying on the ground, rolling down beside the closet in the room. The other side's sword had already arrived in front of him. Duwei's hands touched the bed. The coat I took off before I went to bed last night was next to the soft collapse. Duwei was too busy to care so much. He just touched a corner of his coat and threw it out.

Just last time when the Liszt family gave gifts, Duwei brought a top-notch dagger with him. He was wearing the robe of the mage sent by the Magic Union on weekdays. Inside, there was a belt. The dagger was always on the belt. Now he threw it out with all his strength. There was a slight sound of metal cracking.

Then the killer in black snorted, but he fell down on Duwei, and then he fell on Duwei.

Du Wei in this instant almost even the cold sweat of the whole body are solidified, the other side's body heavily pressed on his body, as if there is a cold blade stabbed down against his body.

People in this situation. All of a sudden, my soul was out of my mind. Dewey's mind was full of thoughts

I'm going to die today?!

That is so Leng for a while, but found that the body of this person does not move. On the contrary, a hot and wet thing flowed to his neck, along the collar of his clothes on his body, and he smelled a pungent smell of blood in his nose.

Du Wei was excited by the smell of blood, and then slowed down. He pushed the man on his body hard, but found that he was dead, with a dagger in his chest. It was he who just threw it out in a hurry. The dagger is right in the other side's heart!

At this time, there was a loud noise outside, but the sound of fighting was heard, and some people screamed and groaned. In the dark, he didn't know what was going on outside. Dewey gritted his teeth and pushed away the corpse, pulled out his dagger from the corpse with his backhand, but saw a magic light on the dagger.

At this time, the door of the room was banged open, and then Clark rushed in from the outside. Clark was also disheveled and disheveled. When he came in, he saw that Dewey was covered with blood. Fortunately, he was relieved to see Dewey standing with a dagger in his hand, and quickly cried: "there's a killer, I'll protect you to leave!"

Then he came up and grabbed Dewey and was going out. Dewey had calmed down at the moment, but he threw Clark away and whispered, "I can't go out! The other side must be ready! "

Just as he said that, he heard the screams of the guards and cavalry of the Luolin family coming from the outside, and some people were dying and yelled: "back in! They have crossbows

Then I heard the sound of wheezing. In the dark, I didn't know how many killers fired crossbows. I heard the sound of snatching from the walls and boards outside.

Clark's face was very angry, his face muscles were beating, and his mouth was singing a spell quickly. Then his arms were open, and a magic oscillation came from him. Then Clark raised his fingers and made a volley in the air, as if the space had been cut by him, and then a mass of black air came out of the crack, and quickly condensed into a human shape.

But it is a whole body dark, shrouded in the black spirit of the dead warrior!

Dewey's heart leaped. It turns out that Clark practiced dark magic! This intermediate dark summoning conjures up a necromancer.

Clark snorted and waved, and the necromancer rushed out of the door.

In the corridor, seven or eight killers had gathered around in the dark. Most of the Rowling cavalry lived downstairs, although there were two cavalry guarding the corridor. But he was killed by a killer long ago. At this moment, the killer guards the stairs, but rushes towards Dewey's room. They have crossbows in their hands. This kind of thing is a sharp weapon to kill people at night. They guard the stairs. The rest of the people have rushed to the door of Dewey's room, but suddenly they see a dark shadow coming out.

These killers are also highly trained, though surprised. But he didn't stay in his hand. With a brush and a few empty sounds, someone had already fired a bow and crossbow towards the necromancer. It's just that the body of the dead warrior is not an entity. The crossbow shoots on his body, but it passes through his body. It can't hurt him at all. In such a short time, the necromancer had already raised a dark sword and rushed into the killers. A sword stabbed a killer. The killer screamed at once. A mass of black gas came out of the place where he was stabbed. The mass of black gas quickly spread to his whole body, just like a mass of black flame. A man was burned clean in a moment, and there was no residue left.

The other killers recognized it and yelled, "this is a dead creature. Use fighting spirit!"

Finish. In the dark, several killers' weapons burst out strong or weak fighting light at the same time! If you can show your fighting spirit, it's at least the level of level 3 warrior or above!

The samurai didn't realize it. He just relied on his fighting instinct and didn't fear the fighting spirit. He rushed up and hurt two killers with his black sword. The killers' long swords with fighting spirit pierced his body, and the dead warrior gave a roar, and the black flame on his body suddenly became a bit gloomy.

A scream came, and another killer was killed, but the dead warrior was pierced by the fighting spirit of the killers several times. Finally, his body was shaken, and the black flame dispersed, and then disappeared.

It's just this one. Almost half of the killers in the corridor were killed and wounded. It can't stop the guard cavalry of diluolin's family from rushing up the stairs. One of the leading killers sees that things are not going well. "Back!" he said

The crowd immediately retreated towards the end of the corridor, where there was a flash of window. They broke the window with a fist and jumped down.

Clark rushed out behind him and said with a grim smile, "can you run?"

Before he said that, he pointed a little, and a crack appeared in the air again. This time, two dead warriors flashed out of the crack, raised the long sword burning with the black flame of death, and rushed to the killers.

The last two killers didn't have time to run, and they burned up in the black flame.

But the leader jumped out of the window.

Although the magic of Clark was strange, he summoned three necromancers in one breath. The magic was almost exhausted. He shook his body and stepped back quickly. He is a magician. When his magic power is exhausted, he has almost no ability to protect himself.

Several of the guards and cavalry of the Rowling family had rushed up, and immediately someone rushed towards the window at the end of the corridor. But as soon as they got to the door, they heard a scream, and one of the cavalry who rushed to the window fell on his back, with a crossbow in his face. It's obvious that there's someone out there.

The rest of the cavalry did not dare to chase, but rushed into Duwei's room and protected Duwei firmly.

Du Wei was seriously injured. Although the sword in his back didn't hit the key directly, the opponent's fighting spirit was not weak. The fighting spirit damaged the surrounding body, and half of his body could hardly move.

His subordinates quickly find the wound medicine and apply it to Du Wei. Clark tries his best and displays a healing magic. Seeing that Du Wei's wound is slowly healing under the magic light, Clark is pale. Then he sits down on the ground and gasps.

The cavalry searched the whole hotel carefully. Where was the figure of the stout boss and his waiter?

Dewey sat on the chair, pale, looking back on the scene just now, it is really life and death in the hair, can not help but heart secretly frightened.

Hum! What a cruel way!

The stout boss and the waiters are really the place where the killers disguise themselves! In order not to make themselves suspicious, these people are willing to injure themselves, cut off their hands or fingers, and pretend to be disabled veterans to deceive themselves! So ruthless heart, and resolute means, people can not help changing the color!!

When the panic had settled, the guards of the Luolin family searched the whole hotel, but found several bodies in a cellar. They were the original owners and waiters of the hotel.

Dewey sighed, his face gloomy.

It seems that the other party is already ready. After passing here, he deliberately set up this ambush, killed the original people in the hotel, pretended to be the boss and waiter, and then set up this bureau to assassinate himself!! Even those skilled killers are willing to kill themselves to disguise their identities for this task

Who is it?

I'm just a little noble child. Even if I have a Gandalf's Apprentice now and I'm attracted by the magic trade union, I won't be assassinated before I get to the imperial capital?

temple?

I don't think so. Although he traded with the devil and took in Hussein, the most wanted criminal in the mainland, these things were not exposed. The temple should not target himself. Moreover, if the temple wants to deal with itself, it will not use this kind of assassination. As long as you expose your secret, you can be wanted to kill yourself.

So, who did you offend?

At this moment, his cavalry carried the body of the killer who had died in Dewey's room. After careful examination, they found that it was a hotel waiter who had broken his hand. I took off my clothes and had no clue.

However, some experienced veterans of the Rowling family raised a little doubt

The other side used a crossbow. The hand-held crossbow is easy to carry and has great lethality. But the cost of equipment is very high. Even in those big mercenary regiments, it's hard to get a few. Only the leader can take one to defend himself. And even in the private army of the rich and noble families, there are very few equipment.

"Only..." when the veteran cavalry said this, he didn't dare to say anything.

Dewey snorted, "what is it? Say it

The cavalry mustered up his courage and gritted his teeth and said, "on the continent of Roland, only the main force in the regular legion of the military has the ability to unify this kind of weapon."

After a pause, the cavalry looked very ugly, and said in a low voice: "young master, there were several killers who were killed by us just now. I have checked the bow and crossbow. There is a steel seal on it, which is the mark of the weapon! No matter where these killers come from, there is no doubt that these crossbows are absolutely weapons handed down from the army! " Dewey's face was expressionless: "are those steel seals fake? You can't be wrong? " The cavalry nodded: "no! I used to serve in the army with the count, and then I went back to the plain of Lorraine and went to the private army of my family. I've seen those crossbows. I can't be wrong. " This veteran cavalry a word, let Du Wei fell into meditation... Army... Army?!