There was a faint sound of broken glass upstairs, and Xinghan realized something was wrong.
There were no windows in the study corridor.
If a few extra pieces of glass appeared out of thin air, it was probably to prevent Lan from moving quickly with a steel wire. top novel, "Ah" a guard screamed, and then a severed arm flew down from the stairs.
Xinghan glanced at his arm that fell to the ground.
He was holding a long sword tightly in his hand.
It seemed that Lan's assassination had failed.
Now he had to rush upstairs to support her.
The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer.
Xinghan leaned down and touched the corner of the stairs, and slowly poked his head out from behind the wall.
There were about seven or eight guards in the spacious corridor, each with a weapon in their hand.
Lan was forced at the end of the corridor, and had no choice but to cut one guard and hold it in front of her as a shield.
Her eyes seemed to have noticed.
From his position, he kept winking at Xinghan and telling him not to come over.
"Luifiz, the guy who sneaked into the Wind Rider Manor is indeed you.
We caught him now.
If we hand you over to the king, our brothers will probably get a few more titles.
It's best to stay there and stay there."
"Move, do you think you can still run away in this situation?"
The guard standing at the front slowly approached Lan.
Even though her physical skills were superb, she faced so many enemies in such a narrow corridor.
Also outnumbered.
"Damn it!"
"Use glass to block my steel wire?
It's a good plan.
Who taught you this?"
Lan looked at the thin steel wire held by two of the guards in their right hands.
Not only did they break the glass, but they also caught the steel wire.
Being like this must be aimed at yourself.
Could others see through it so quickly?
The leading guard laughed and said: "Hahaha, this is what Miss Mystelle K.
Lawlock ordered us to do.
She said that the murderer was probably Louis Fitzran.
Huh, it turns out that Miss Mystelle's guess was right."
"It turned out to be that woman."
Lan frowned.
Mystelle seemed to have surpassed him in every aspect.
Whether it was physical skills, magic, fighting or reasoning, she was so much better than him. .
Only then did Xinghan notice that one of Lan's hands was holding a sword and pressed it against the neck of the guard in front of him, while the other hand was always covering his abdomen.
The blood on the ground could no longer be distinguished from who it belonged to.
Under the light, The carpet was bright red, and there were broken glass everywhere on the carpet, mixed with blood and blurred.
"呲" Suddenly a black shadow passed behind him.
Xinghan turned around cautiously, but what he saw was just a shadow.
Following the shadow, there was an earthy yellow ball that flew out.
It seemed to be a smoke device and landed on the ground.
Then a large amount of white smoke was quickly sprayed out.
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"Do you have any accomplices?"
White smoke suddenly filled the entire corridor.
Lan took the opportunity to stab the guard in front of him with the back of his dagger.
His strong figure immediately disappeared into the white smoke.
After a few sword shadows, the wall was covered with the guards. blood "It seems that woman is not here."
"Chi" the dagger slashed across the neck of the last guard.
Now that things have been done like this, he probably doesn't mind a little more blood.
"Are you okay?"
The white smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a girl in a Gothic dress.
She turned back and glanced at Xinghan's position, and said with a chuckle: "Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise that idiot wouldn't know What will happen?”
"Mei Luohu, it's lucky that it's you."
Xinghan glanced at the corpse swaying on the ground.
There was probably no need to cover up anymore.
Mystelle seemed to be too confident in her own strategy.
She thought that the guards she had arranged It was enough to catch Lan, but this was also her negligence.
Lan slowly slid to the ground against the wall, her forehead was covered with sweat, her black combat uniform was dirty, and there was a hole in her abdomen, and blood was constantly pouring out of the wound.
"Well, I was careless for a moment.
I didn't expect that I would fall into Mystelle's trap."
Lan took a look at his injuries.
He was stabbed by the guards ambushing in the room during the battle.
Those magicians were also injured.
You have to get rid of it, no matter what it is in your hand, just say hello to her.
"Lan, please go to the study and take a rest.
Mei Luo, is there any way to treat the wound?"
Xinghan opened the door of the study and helped Lan to the desk.
Mei Luo then closed the door of the study room and locked it.
There was nothing to support the source of magic power here, and she had no choice but to slowly walk to Lan and said: "The only way to stop the bleeding is to stop the bleeding first.
Fortunately The wound is not deep, otherwise the only way to treat it is outside the King's City."
Xinghan took off his coat and the shirt underneath and handed it to Mei Luo: "Let's use this for a while first, and then treat it properly when we get back.
Since the wound is not deep, I can only let you rest here for a while."
"Mr.
Xinghan, the time of that monitor is from 11 o'clock to 4 o'clock in the morning, right?"
"Um."
"Then we have to go back an hour early, otherwise it will be impossible to treat her wounds before four o'clock."
Mero used the knife on the desk to cut the shirt into strips of cloth and tied it around Lan's waist, and then sneaked outside.
I took a glass of water from the restaurant and took it back to the study, locking the door again.
After placing Lan, Xinghan took out the King's Seat and pointed it at the keyhole of the drawer and continued to think.
He had thought about the King's Seat for a long time during the day, but as expected, he could only get serious when he came here and faced the drawer.
"Mr.
Xinghan, is there any problem?"
Mei Luo did not continue to take care of Lan, but ran to Xinghan and squatted down to look at the drawer of the desk, "Hey, there is no magic in the inscription of hardening magic."
"I don't know.
This is the last clue left by Duke Fengqi.
I suspect it has something to do with this necklace."
Xinghan handed the throne of king to Mero, hoping that she could find something useful from it.
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Mero looked at the king's throne and the keyhole with hardening magic.
After a long time, she slowly said: "This necklace is a very pure magic body.
It is not suitable to exist in this magic-forbidden barrier.
It's like My Silver Light Pillar is also a pure magic body, but it can be fully displayed here.
I also tried to summon the Silver Light Pillar when I came here, but it failed. " "Do you mean there is something affecting it?"
Xinghan asked.
"That's probably it.
There is something in this enchantment that can allow it to exist for a long time.
It may be a person or an object.
In short, it is the same as the existence of this magic inscription.
If I remember correctly, before I have seen in books that everything that maintains a pure magic body has its true appearance, and the key to whether this true appearance appears lies in the object connected to it.
In other words, this necklace called the King's Seat was originally.
That's not what it looks like."
Mero put the necklace on the table, stood up and walked towards the bookshelf.
"Me Luo, what are you doing?"
Xing Han asked curiously as Mei Luo started to browse around on the bookshelf.
Mero turned back and said, "Although I don't know the truth between Duke Wind Rider and the rebel revolution, if Duke Wind Rider deliberately left the contents of that drawer, some useful information should be kept around."
"It's impossible.
This place has been searched from top to bottom by Wang's troops.
Except for this desk, other valuable things must have been taken away."
Xing Han came to the bookshelf next to Mei Luo and looked at her The bookshelves were rummaged through.
"Stupid Lan, do you still remember the book that Duke Fengqi usually reads?"
Five minutes later, Mero finally gave up the idea and turned around to ask.
Lan frowned with some dissatisfaction and said: "It seems to be Despair written by Basanlinik.
When I was a child, my father had been studying this book and seemed to admire its author very much."
"Really?
Where should I put this book?"
"How do I remember this?"
After Lan retorted loudly, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and shrank her body away from Mei Luo.
“Mr.
Slap your butt and walk towards the door.
Xinghan reacted and grabbed Mei Luo's shoulders: "Why am I the only one?"
"There's a lot of broken glass outside.
If this is a trap set by someone, I want to restore it to its original state.
This way I can remove the suspicion of Stupid Lan."
Mero glanced at Lan by the wall and looked at her.
He opened the door expressionlessly and walked out.
"Click" The door of the study room was closed by Mero from the outside.
After seeing that Mero had left, Lan asked softly: "Xinghan, that girl is the fourth young lady of Judli Lan's noble family, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Xinghan dealt with Lan's question while looking for a book called Despair.
"It's nothing, that kid is very smart."
"I do admit that her handling and analysis of problems have always been excellent.
She should be the smartest among the four successors of Judliland."
Xing Han replied with a smile.
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"Your relationship looks good."
"Looking at her always reminds me of Fei'er.
Anyway, this feeling is pretty good.
I haven't been back for nearly two months.
I don't know how Fei'er and the others are doing in this world, but if Caesar is there, they shouldn't be there.
If anything happens, Julio should be able to take care of them."
Xinghan stopped suddenly.
Lan probably didn't know what she was talking about.
She didn't know who Julio was at all, and Caesar rarely met him.
This always felt like she was being excluded.
After a long time, Lan, who was leaning against the wall, sighed and said, "Xinghan, you have experienced a lot during my absence
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