"Coo coo coo …"
In the afterglow of the setting sun, a snow-white owl flapped its wings, silently landing on top of a building in the Naval academy.
Seeing its master waiting here, Besmir happily jumped onto Elvin's shoulder, affectionately combing his hair with its beak. But not only did it not straighten it out, it instead made it even messier.
"Pfft — —" a young girl giggled from the side.
"Ahem, alright Besmir, we'll play later. Today's mission is very difficult, show me what you're capable of, if you find the target, I'll reward you with a month of fresh meat "
"Coo coo coo …" (Large portion)
"Sure, no problem!"
After such a long period of training, the owl Besmir, as the base station, has grown a lot, even though it's still trash at combat.
But its data processing ability has improved exponentially, even if its intelligence is comparable to a 5-6 year old child, even if it can't speak, it's still much more reliable than a brat.
And since it can connect with Elvin's mind at any time, language isn't a problem for them.
Looking around at his companions who are either sitting or standing: "Please, everyone!"
"Don't worry, leave it to us" After an entire day of recuperation and potions, they've all returned to their peak condition, and now they're all answering at the same time.
Today is already the evening of the 6th day.
As the 7 day deadline is approaching, the remaining 2 Man Killer Fiends haven't been killed yet, the situation is very urgent, even with the amazing result of killing 2 Man Killer Fiends in one night, they still don't have a chance to rest.
The Crowmen, the Iron Wall Knight, the crippled City Guard, the First Fleet, the Sea Hunter Guild, the Explorer Guild, the Royal Naval Academy, the nobles' private army, as long as they can still breathe, they've all been sent out to search the city for the remaining 2 Man Killer Fiends.
Even if they've just gone through a huge battle, they can't just sit around and do nothing.
Especially Elvin, right now is the time for his Seabird Scouting Network to shine, as the main fighting force, he can't just be absent.
Of course, other than those high-sounding reasons, the Merit rewards, resources as well as the rapid growth after fighting enemies of the same level are the main reasons why they're so active!
Not to mention, if they don't clean up the "Man Killer Fiends", their families will be in danger. Although the probability was only one in ten thousand, no one wanted this "lucky guy" to appear in their home!
"The principal of Princeton is always on campus, so don't worry, Man Killer Fiend wouldn't dare to come here" Crail was very confident in the safety of the school, so he added.
After that night, Crail's attitude towards Elvin did not change much. Instead, it was as if he had put down a burden, and his original frivolous attitude had taken on a new look.
He even put away the pile of "broken toys" in his bedroom. It was as if a stubborn master of the capital had returned to his family business and turned over a new leaf.
Hmm, I can't see anything else, but at least he looks much more reliable than before.
As Elvin's official teammate, he was naturally part of today's operation.
Elvin sat on the ground and slowly entered a deep meditative state. In this state, using Beth as a medium, he projected all of his consciousness into the surveillance network formed by the seabirds to search for traces of the Man Killer Fiend.
The remaining three people were on high alert.
.....
As night fell, a man wearing a tattered military uniform that looked like a veteran from the last century, carrying a "long stick" wrapped in linen on his back, strolled on the already deserted but still crowded street.
Even if a lot of people were aware of the danger in the city, but what could they do for a living? If they don't work for a day, they won't have any income. If they work, they might not die, but if they stay at home, they will starve to death sooner or later.
But the strange appearance of the "veteran" didn't attract any attention from the people on the street, as if he was just an invisible person passing by.
Even more miraculously, a couple walked past him, but when they reached him, they unconsciously let go of each other's hands, and when they passed by him, they held each other's hands again.
Obviously, his strange ability wasn't as simple as invisibility.
The veteran walked to the entrance of the "Ancalia Grand Theater" located in the center of the city, and like a giant lizard, he nimbly climbed up the white marble wall of the theater.
The complicated sculptures and stone pillars on the walls provided him with enough leverage. Using both his hands and feet, he easily climbed to the top of the theater, which was at least five stories tall.
He chose a spot with a wide field of vision and natural cover. He took off the 'long stick' from his back and tore off the linen strip to reveal a completely black flintlock. It had a black barrel and a black wooden stock. It was simple and unadorned, with almost no decorations.
But there were two metal inscriptions of "Night Owl" engraved on the butt of the gun, indicating that this was an "alchemy gun."
The gun was placed horizontally on a raised guardrail.
"Heh, the hunt begins!"
The veteran showed a smile that was as cold as his temperament as he moved his eyes closer to the scope.
Bang!
The muzzle flashed, and the gunshot was almost inaudible.
At the same time, a snow-white seagull coincidentally flew above him, and a pair of sharp eyes scanned the city below, but it ignored the "veteran" who was just inches away.
The slums.
In a small courtyard.
"Mommy, I'm hungry."
"Little Amy, be good, mommy will buy you some white bread after I finish washing clothes for someone else, okay?" the young mother looked up and smiled at her son.
"Okay, mommy." Although he was still hungry, the little boy bit his finger and obediently sat on the stool, waiting for his mommy who was still working.
Bang!
.....
Under the same night sky.
"Strange!"
Elvin's seagulls had already spread over half of New Ewen Harbor, including the entire main city area, the harbor area, and a portion of the manors in the suburbs.
Especially the high-rise buildings with a wide view, they were the main targets of inspection, but they didn't find anything.
"Did you find anything, Elvin?"
Although they were only acting as guards for the time being, protecting Elvin's safety while he was completely immersed in the investigation network, they were more anxious than Elvin himself at this moment.
The feeling of watching without being able to do anything was terrible!
Shaking his head, Elvin muttered:
"Most of the 7 'Man Killer Fiends' have distinct characteristics and patterns of action. Even those who were once 'humans' had their own experiences and patterns to follow.
Hammer Stalker Mad Demon's targets were mainly workers and middle-aged men; Clown's targets were mainly young boys; Killer Prince's targets were beautiful girls; and so on and so forth.
'Blue Bell Flower' targets middle class and above men; 'White Mask Dancer' likes large scale balls and targets both men and women; the 'Random Host' whose identity is still unknown doesn't count.
Only the 'Devil's Disciple' was rumored to be an elite sniper. After leaving the army, he suffered from a mental illness (Today, it's called Stress Disorder). Regardless of gender, age, or gender, he used a sniper rifle to kill people. Even after becoming a 'Man Killer Fiend', he was still the same! "
That's why the other 'Man Killer Fiends' can be targeted, such as limiting their range of activity or dangerous groups of people. But against this' Devil's Disciple ', there aren't any good methods, as his hunting range is too large.
Not to mention, according to the intel, he has the miraculous ability to reduce his own presence, for a sniper who needs to be hidden, it's like a bug in the system!
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