The two of them carried the royal wizard into the basement of one of the houses in Riverdale.
The moment they entered the basement, the two of them threw the royal wizard on the ground. His clean robe was immediately stained with a layer of dust.
The two of them didn't mind searching the royal wizard's body.
Even commoners knew the items that a royal wizard carried on him were valuable.
Let alone a person with a special background.
Not only did they know how valuable the items were, but they also knew how to differentiate them.
A few minutes later, all the valuable spellcasting materials on the royal wizard, including a dagger in his boots, were taken away.
It could be said that other than being stripped of his clothes, the court wizards had nothing left.
The two of them then left the place.
Bang!
The basement door was slammed shut, stirring up a huge cloud of dust. The dust landed on the royal wizard's face, forcing him to open his eyes.
His gaze was clear and his expression was clear.
He didn't look like he had just woken up from a coma.
The royal wizard sized up his surroundings.
"So this is one of those bastards' hideouts?"
Rover guessed as he looked down at his wrist.
The spot where he was bitten by the venomous snake in the painting had been treated.
Not only had the venomous blood been discharged, but the wound had also been bandaged with ointment.
Of course, Rover could clearly smell that the ointment contained some sort of sleep-inducing substance.
It was an extremely potent one.
If he hadn't received the warning beforehand, he would have been like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"What a great foresight!"
Rover couldn't help but exclaim.
Then, he quickly got up and tiptoed towards the basement door.
He didn't take the risk of being brought here for a sightseeing trip.
The door to the basement wasn't on the ground, but was embedded in the ceiling. Louver had to climb up a ladder to reach it.
He pushed the door lightly.
"It's not locked!"
Rover was overjoyed.
It seemed like the other party thought he had fainted, so there was no need to take extra precautions.
To him, this was naturally good news.
Rover's hands were very steady. Even compared to a common warrior, they were not inferior at all.
After all, some spells required hand gestures to be used.
A pair of nimble and steady hands would not do.
Silently, the door to the basement was closed, leaving a small gap between it and the door.
Rock observed the outside world through the gap.
The basement was located below the stairwell. From Rock's angle, he could see the corridor, the hall, and the stairs leading to the second floor.
There was no one in the corridor.
Sitting in the hall on the first floor were the two people who had kidnapped him.
There were also people on the second floor.
Louver could clearly hear the creaking of the floor as the people walked on.
Then, he quietly closed the door of the basement.
Rock returned to the place where he had been lying.
Close combat?
If it was an ordinary person, Rock would not be worried. He had received a period of warrior training, so he could skillfully fight with his bare hands and use some simple weapons.
Dealing with ordinary people and ordinary soldiers was not a problem at all.
But those people just now?
Rock would not throw an egg against a rock.
These people were obviously well-trained Assassins who had mastered the ultimate killing techniques. More importantly, the scene of the snake in the painting earlier told Rock that there were Spell Casters among them.
Under such circumstances, Louver wouldn't act recklessly.
He untied his coat, which was full of small pockets. The spellcasting materials inside had long been taken away. Other than keeping this coat to cover his body, it was basically useless.
But the inner lining was different!
When Rock took off his undershirt, the seemingly ordinary undershirt was actually filled with mysterious words.
A magic circle!
Rock laid the inner lining on the floor and chanted a spell softly.
Wisps of smoke came out from the magic circle.
After a while, the smoke filled the whole basement and spread through the gaps in the house.
The two people in the living room were the first to fall to the ground and fell unconscious.
Then, the people in the room on the second floor.
Soon, everyone in the house, except for Louver, fell into a coma.
Every one of the unconscious people had the strength to kill Louver in a direct confrontation, but under certain special circumstances, they were captured by Louver in one fell swoop.
The reason why people were wary of wizards was because of this: their power was not limited to their physical strength.
Louver pushed the basement door open and strode to the living room. He picked up his own casting materials and cast another spell.
When the numbing mist got denser, Louver heaved a breath of relief.
He started to check on the people.
When he discovered the snake tattoo on one of the men's arms, Rock, who had just heaved a sigh of relief, sucked in a breath of cold air again.
"Snake school!
Not a spy! "
Louver broke out in a cold sweat after he made the wrong judgment.
This was because he knew very well that this kind of wrong judgment of his would very likely affect the overall arrangement.
"Let's hope that person noticed something was wrong!"
Louver placed his last hope on that person when he thought about how accurate his prediction was.
However, Louver didn't just wait.
With that thought in mind, he quickly moved out.
...
When Kieran and Mary returned to the camp, they were summoned by King James VIII.
The king was sitting on the only chair in the tent, and when he saw Kieran and Mary, he stood up right away.
The king wanted to rush over to the two of them.
However, his body was in a terrible condition, causing him to stagger.
Kieran quickly went up and held the king up.
"Thank you."
The king nodded gratefully.
A king who fell on the ground would lose all his face.
However, when he thought about that incident, the king knew how to prioritize things. He quickly said, "Louver is in trouble … Those spies attacked him, but someone else saved him. They wanted to exchange for Torstar!"
"Only Torstar?"
Kieran asked in surprise.
"Yes, only Torstar!"
The king said in an affirmative tone.
Although his body was in a terrible condition, his mind was clear, so he made sure he didn't hear it wrong.
The one who didn't show up before had requested for the same thing.
"What's wrong?"
The king noticed Kieran's surprise.
"Nothing … Where will the exchange take place?
Was there a specific person who must be present? "
Kieran suddenly had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
"There is no specific person at the middle point of the path connecting Thunder Fortress and Riverdale."
The king said.
"I understand!"
Kieran nodded and turned around to leave.
Things had changed a little.
However, Kieran didn't hate the change.
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