Whoosh — —
With a gust of wind, Elvin landed on the side of the road. If it wasn't for the girl's weak body, he would have run even faster.
"Master Elvin, what are you doing?" Hoyle The Coachman, who had been waiting by the side of the road, saw Elvin and immediately jumped down from the carriage to greet him. However, he was a little confused as to why he brought a dirty child back.
"This child was kidnapped here by human traffickers. Her home is at Mogg Farm. I'll have to trouble you to send her home." Elvin said to the coachman as he put the girl down and told her not to be nervous.
"Mogg Farm, is it? I know this place. In fact, if you want to leave the city and go to Mogg Farm, you have to pass by our Kauper Manor.
Master Elvin, I suggest that we let this, uh … young lady stay at Kauper Manor tonight. Mogg Farm is in the real countryside and it's not easy to get there at night. "
Hoyle immediately agreed and made his own suggestion.
"Alright, you're more experienced in this kind of thing. Tell Aunt Daphne to take care of this child for me." Elvin realized that he didn't think it through and accepted the coachman's suggestion.
"Child, you can stay with this uncle at my aunt's house for the night. I'll visit you when I have time." Elvin said gently as he squatted down to the same level as the petite girl.
"Mhmm, okay, big brother!" Although she was reluctant, the girl knew that she shouldn't cause more trouble for her savior. She obediently followed his arrangements.
Da da da …
Elvin took his luggage from the carriage and watched the carriage leave.
Then, without any delay, he returned to the tavern where the man in the windbreaker was hiding.
Opening the wooden box, Elvin took out two crystal bottles filled with potions and put them in his arms. He then found a place to hide the box.
He closed his eyes for a few minutes and was already connected to the seabirds' surveillance network.
Soon, he got the general layout of the tavern from the eyes of the two pin-tailed swallows that were monitoring the area. He opened his eyes and walked towards the alley beside the building.
"Gulp … gulp …"
Elvin finished a bottle of colorless potion in one gulp. Then, he came to the vents on the other side of the main building of the bar and smashed another grey bottle of potion into pieces.
Pa-
Because there were already small swallows that went in to investigate the interior of the tavern, Elvin was sure that the few reserved vents could bring fresh air from the outside into every room.
Of course, there were some things that weren't "fresh" in the air.
After absorbing a lot of valuable theoretical knowledge from the Shadow Library, Iven combined Leon's notes and Tru's memories and made some small achievements. The two bottles of potion were one of his practice works.
As for the effect …
The liquid medicine on the ground quickly vaporized and gradually floated one to three meters above the ground, forming a faint layer of light gray mist that slowly flowed into the interior of the building with the circulation of the air.
In order to be more efficient, Elvin summoned four or five albatrosses with a wingspan of nearly five meters. They flapped their wings to help the mist enter the vents faster.
At this time, the drinkers in the tavern, the Blood Hand thugs, and even the man in the trench coat who was hiding were unaware of this.
"Lord Sean, your potion is here."
In a hidden underground room behind the bar, a man in a trench coat, whose wide-brimmed hat had been taken off, was slumped in a chair. His face was pale and bloodless, but it was covered with strange blood-red lines. He was the so-called Lord Sean.
Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down from his forehead, forming a small puddle on the floor beneath him.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Sean opened his eyes that were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed. He stared at the minion who carefully walked in with a bottle of blue potion in his hand. The minion looked like he was going to swallow him and the potion together.
The minion, who was actually very burly, walked into the room with trembling legs. He came before Sean and tried his best to bend his back as if he could reduce his presence.
He did not know if it was an illusion, but he smelled a sulfuric, pungent smell in the room. It was very uncomfortable.
Even though the burly minion who was sent by his boss to deliver the potion did not know the inside story, he felt a little uneasy after entering the room. It was as if he had walked into the lair of a carnivorous beast. It made his hair stand on end and he shuddered.
"Huff —"
The sound of heavy and hot breathing came from above his head. The minion did not dare to raise his head. He raised the bottle of potion in his hand and placed it in front of Sean.
"Drip!"
"Gurgle gurgle … Phew —"
Hearing the sound of Sean drinking the potion, the minion secretly sighed in relief. Since this Lord who looked like he was going to go crazy could drink the potion normally, he should be fine, right?
Unfortunately …
"Puchi … Thump, thump, thump!"
'What is the Lord holding in his hand? It's still jumping?'
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, a chill rose from his chest and drowned him. At the last moment before he fell to the ground, he saw the thing clearly. It was a heart, his own heart …
"How can I let you live after letting you see such a pathetic side of me? Old Hyena is indeed a smart man! "
After drinking the potion, the trench coat man Sean's condition improved significantly. He slowly recovered from the dangerous edge of losing control.
He took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his hands. His already gloomy face was filled with malice and viciousness. A hateful voice squeezed out from between his teeth like a cold wind from hell.
"You dare to provoke the Blood Hand. No matter who you are, we will find you! Your friends and family will suffer the most tragic revenge!!! "
He almost lost control and went crazy because of overusing his ability. He even lost the "goods" of this transaction. His heart was filled with hatred for Elvin, who caused all this. He swore that he would definitely take revenge.
"Hmm? Why is it so quiet? "
Suddenly, Sean's expression changed. He realized that something was not right.
Although this basement was very well hidden and had good soundproofing, it was impossible that no sound could be heard from outside in a bar that was famous for its noise.
He supported himself on the chair with both hands and was about to stand up to check, but he felt a little dizzy. He shook his head and found that it was not a big problem. He thought that it was because he had not recovered yet, so he did not care.
Just as he reached the door.
Boom — —
The thick wooden door was smashed into pieces. A black figure followed closely behind and pounced through the door.
While Xiao En quickly retreated to dodge, the two throwing knives in his hands had already shot out.
"Puchi!" "Puchi!"
The sound of defeat entered his ears, making his heart sink. He quickly retreated to the corner of the wall.
Sean could not help but feel regret. When his mind was not clear, he actually chose a basement with only one entrance and no windows. Now that the door was blocked, he was in big trouble!
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