"Which bastard is so arrogant? He didn't even care about bumping into someone! " One of the gatekeeping swordsmen scolded in dissatisfaction as his face was scratched by the hurricane created by the Dragon Scale Horse.
Segu City in the East Haven would never close its gates unless it was under special circumstances.
His companion signaled him to stop cursing with his eyes. He then leaned over and whispered, "Can't you see that the leader is Lord Jacob? Be careful not to let others speak ill of you in front of him! "
The guard swordsman, who had been the first to speak, immediately shut his mouth and looked around cautiously. He was worried that someone might remember his complaint and beat him up, or even throw him into the forest.
After a few seconds, he asked in confusion, "What's going on in Segru? Why is Lord Jacob in such a hurry? "
"I heard that Lord Jacob's son, young master Warren, was killed in his own house. None of his knights, sorcerers, and swordsmen survived!" said the man who stopped him from scolding Jacob in a low voice, "I heard that Lord Jacob's son, young master Warren, was killed in his own house.
"What?! Warren … Young Master was killed? Who was so bold? Isn't he afraid of Lord Jacob's revenge? " Warren was notorious in the East Haven. The swordsman at the gate was so happy that he almost cheered. However, since he had made a slip of the tongue just now, he noticed it in time and restrained himself. Then, he was shocked. It had been many years since something like this had happened in the East Haven. Someone dared to challenge a lord's authority and kill his only son! This was a hatred that could not be resolved!
His companion was well-informed, and he also liked to show off his strength in this aspect. Seeing that the other swordsmen who were guarding the gate quietly surrounded them out of curiosity, he excitedly said, "Young Master Warren, the slaves who were locked up in the villa are all missing! It seemed like Young Master Warren had offended someone he shouldn't have when he was kidnapping people. As a result, a powerful expert came knocking on his door and killed all of them. Tsk tsk, without such hatred, who would be so ruthless? "
The swordsman who spoke first turned around and looked at the end of the street where Jacob and his men had disappeared. He sighed softly and said, "Lord Jacob only has one son, Young Master Warren. He definitely won't let go of his hatred so easily. Be careful during this period of time, lest you become the target of Lord Jacob's anger. "
"That's right. It was said that it happened in the afternoon. Because the magic array isolated the sound, it wasn't discovered until the evening. With so much time, that expert must have fled far away, and Lord Jacob would have a hard time catching the culprit. He is a werewolf. I'm afraid he won't be able to stay sane under such a heavy blow. Sigh, many more people in the East Haven will die in vain! "The well-informed gatekeeper shook his head in fear. Fortunately, they were the guards of Segru City. As long as they didn't seek death, Jacob wouldn't vent his anger on them. That would be disrespectful to the nine city lords.
Jacob was a level 4 knight with the werewolf bloodline. His speed, strength, agility, claw attack, defense, and recovery speed were all outstanding among his peers. At the same time, he also had abilities such as Berserk, Evil Shadow Strike, Shocking Roar, and Dark Weakening Aura. It was a very outstanding bloodline. However, his weakness was that he did not have any long-range supernatural attacks, and he would not be able to maintain his sanity under the moonlight.
… …
In the living room of the garden villa.
Jacob stared at the pieces of flesh and blood on the ground with his eyes wide open. His eyes were bloodshot, and they were dyed red. His son, the son that he had raised for almost thirty years, had turned into a pile of flesh and blood? His internal organs and fingers were all over the place!
He clenched his fists tightly, and long gray hair crawled out of the gaps of his black gloves.
Jacob's sensitive nose twitched, and he said in a low voice, "The smell of blood is not only Warren's, but also someone else's. Damn that bastard! He mixed their flesh and blood together, and we can't separate them! "
"It seems that young master Warren has to bury some body parts that are still intact." The Knight who followed Jacob thought to himself. They walked around the living room with the excuse of checking for traces. No one dared to face Jacob's anger directly.
"Mr. Spencer, please check this place with your magic and see if you can find any clues." Jacob's face was bristling with grey hair, and he seemed to be unable to suppress his emotions. However, in order to obtain information about his enemy, he forcefully suppressed the desire to kill in his heart. It was the desire to tear every humanoid creature he saw into pieces. "When I find out who you are, no matter what price I have to pay, I will make you kneel in front of Warren's coffin and kneel there forever! Even if your body has turned into a pile of bones! "
A middle-rank sorcerer could become the lord of the East Haven or the consultant of the nine city lords. Therefore, Jacob, a level four grand Knight, was not qualified to hire a middle-rank sorcerer. Only Spencer, a second-circle sorcerer, and his student were his consultants. Because of the unpredictable nature of magic, even a grand Knight would be at a great disadvantage if he did not have a magic consultant in the dangerous East Haven.
Spencer took out a crystal ball from his pocket and mounted it on the tip of his black magic staff. Then, he started to cast Astrology.
The crystal ball turned dark, and the stars in it drew their own trajectories in the night sky.
"Astrology doesn't give any hint. It seems that the sorcerer is good at Astrology, and the spell he used to kill young master Warren is Fireball. So, I think he's a third-circle sorcerer." Spencer did not get any information from Astrology, but he made a judgment based on his experience.
With his eyes red, Jacob pointed at the broken bar counter and the pool of flesh on the floor, "How could such a powerful explosive spell only belong to a third-circle sorcerer?!" Obviously, he did not believe Spencer's judgment.
The bottles of fine wine on the wine rack behind the bar were shattered by the explosion. The wine spilled out and soaked the remaining half of the chair and the floor. The rich aroma of wine mixed with the smell of blood made Jacob's nose go haywire.
Spencer pointed at the glass pieces on the floor, "Mr. Jacob, look at these. It means that many alchemical explosives were detonated. It seems that young master Warren or Reyal were tied with explosives after they were controlled. Then, one of them hugged another person and was blown up by Fireball. That's why the explosion was so powerful. "
"I, no, I don't want to know how Warren died. I just want to know who the bastard that should have been torn into pieces was!" Jacob spat out the words one by one through gritted teeth before he started to roar.
Spencer took a deep breath and activated the crystal ball on his black magic staff again. This time, the crystal ball became extremely dark, without any stars.
An old, evil voice came from the crystal ball, "Carrying the unknown of fate, the river of time, the sorcerer who summoned me, you can use five gems to exchange for the answer to one question, limited to one."
This was the third-circle Astrology spell, Question of the Astrology. The sorcerer could ask an unknown, evil existence a question, and the answer would only be yes or no. If the question was not too much beyond the sorcerer's level, the accuracy rate was about 75%.
It seemed that Spencer's magic staff was a level-three magic item.
The five beautiful Fire Rubies disappeared as soon as they touched the crystal ball. Then Spencer asked, "I want to know if the sorcerer who killed Warren had a grudge with him recently."
Shortening the time frame would make the investigation easier.
The old, evil voice answered without any hesitation, "Yes."
Hearing the answer, Jacob couldn't wait any longer and said, "You, you, and you, go out and ask around. Find out which sorcerer Warren has had a conflict with in the past few days! We have to hurry up and catch the sorcerer before he runs too far away. Then we'll let him know what regret is! "
The Knights all left the villa, and Spencer put away the crystal ball. With the help of the other two Knights, he checked the traces left by the explosion and the direction where the fireball came from. Unfortunately, he found nothing.
"Lord Jacob, let's check the other places where the sorcerer died and the secret room where the slaves were kept. There might be some clues left by the sorcerer. However, the villa is too big, and we need to ask my students and your servants to come here, "Spencer suggested.
Jacob rubbed his forehead, "Mr. Spencer, I'll leave it to you. I can't control my emotions right now. I just want to kill that sorcerer! I just want to see him kneeling in front of Warren! "
With Jacob's permission, Spencer asked the green bird to inform his students first, and then he and the other two Knights started to search the villa separately.
The living room suddenly quieted down. The sad, desolate, and extremely depressing atmosphere seemed to grow stronger as Jacob paced back and forth.
"Bastard! Bastard! Clown! I'm gonna kill you!" Jacob kept murmuring.
Suddenly, a thick and sturdy grayish-white spider web emerged from his feet and entangled him tightly!
In the place where the smell of wine was strong, an invisible figure quickly appeared. The figure was wearing a tight brown coat, white breeches, and black boots. Wearing a monocle, there was a faint smile on his handsome face.
Lucien did not take the chance to run away. Instead, against everyone's intuition, he stayed at the scene of the murder boldly! Hiding in a corner where there were no traces, Lucien used the smell of wine and blood to hide Jacob's keen sense of smell.
Lucien had been waiting here patiently for four or five hours, waiting for a chance to kill Jacob! Otherwise, if Jacob found out the whole story, what was the point of killing Warren? As long as Jacob was dead, his status and wealth would be affected, and the other lords would not have time to care about Lucien.
It was Lucien's job to deal with the aftermath! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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