The five night watchers stood in front of the dead body of Fire Wolf like statues. The silence after the great battle was affected by the depressing atmosphere.
As time went by, when the silence in the darkness was about to explode, Clown, who was standing in the front, did not look back. Instead, he squeezed a word out of his teeth, "Professor!"
His tone was gloomy, cold, and filled with resentment. He was gnashing his teeth in anger and deep hatred.
The other captain of the night watchers, Salvatore, seemed to have been awakened by Clown. He took off his black gloves and drew a cross in front of his chest with his right hand. His voice was low and sorrowful, "Harvest when you sacrifice, eternal life when you die. The gate of heaven will open for you."
After mourning, Salvatore took out his white handkerchief and tied it around his wrist. It was a stark and frightening contrast to the black glove that he wore again. "I'll 'guard' your grave until the professor is caught and burned at the stake."
Lend, the Grand Knight, also drew a cross in front of his chest and tied a white handkerchief around his wrist like Salvador did. "Before we purge this cunning and vicious sorcerer, I'll also guard your grave until I die."
The Second Night Watcher squad of the Orvarit Inquisition had been completely annihilated, with the exception of the two Level 5 powerhouses, Salvatore, the captain, and Lend, the vice-captain, the witcher-knight. Therefore, the two of them hated the professor who had planned this incident to the core.
Juliana's heart was still filled with fear when she thought of the previous battle. Her companions either died silently in the darkness or were destroyed by powerful sorcery. If it were not for the two red robes, Ms. Camille, and Princess Natasha, who were investigating something else nearby, she would have been shrouded in a shroud. Therefore, besides hatred, she was also subconsciously afraid of the mysterious and cunning Professor.
However, at this moment, under the stimulation of the bloody words, Juliana was infected by the atmosphere, and her hatred overwhelmed all other emotions. She then tied a white handkerchief on her wrist. "The professor will be the first person I'll track."
"Bastard!" Seeing this scene and hearing the other people's words, the clown first lowered his voice, then suddenly roared, "I will never let you go, I will let your soul be bitten by demons, I will let you fall into hell and suffer for eternity. Damned professor, no matter where you run to, I will catch you with my own hands, tear off your mask, and turn you into my puppet! I will capture you with my own hands! "
Ever since Clown was summoned to join the night watchers, this was the most painful defeat that he had ever experienced. Although he was not that devoted to the Church, and although he had always hated the dead vice-captain and some of the team members, there were still some teammates that Clown could trust, and there was also a "shield" that once guarded his back. Also, Clown's confidence as a level five Knight was completely destroyed by this failure. Clown could no longer control his emotions and cursed "Professor" like crazy.
His uncontrollable behavior, set off by the ever-smiling clown mask on his face, was very strange and terrifying.
The other night watchers understood Clown's feelings very well, so they did not interrupt him. Minsk also tied a white handkerchief around his neck, "I was the closest to Professor, but he escaped. If we meet again in the future, he won't be so lucky!" Although Minsk was as strong as a level two Knight with his red dragon scales, Aura of Dragon, breath, and black gloves, he was not confident that he could catch Professor, who was at least a level three Knight, by himself. However, this was not a good time to show fear and cowardice.
After venting his anger, Clown calmed down and looked at the other night watchers with a funny smile, "I propose that Professor be added to the 'Cleansing List' and be hunted all over the continent. I suspect that he will soon leave Aalto after such a big conspiracy."
The 'Cleansing List' was a list of enemies that needed to be cleaned up by the Church's inquisition. Every parish's clergy and night watchers would get a copy of the list. Anyone on the list would be hunted down and cleaned up by the Church even if they left their original location.
Hearing Clown's proposal, Lend hesitated and said, "The evil people on the Cleansing List are all powerful enough to influence a country. Many of them are even legends who can change the situation of the continent and the world. Professor is only a level three or four middle-rank sorcerer. What makes him qualified to be on the list?"
The Church's resources were limited, so of course, they had to choose the enemies carefully. However, the top 30 on the Cleansing List had not changed for many years, because it was extremely difficult to clean them up.
"I agree with Clown. Although Professor is not even a senior-rank, he's much more cunning and cruel than most of his enemies. The damage he's caused can definitely be added to the Cleansing List. Let's go to the Bishop of Amelton together." Salvatore, the 'Keeper', nodded seriously.
Minsk and Juliana also agreed, "I agree. Damage is not equal to power."
Twenty-five night watchers represented one-third of the total power of the inquisition in Aalto, which equaled one-twentieth of the total number of Knights in the Duchy of Orvarit. It was a great loss.
Gathering the bodies of their companions, the five night watchers mourned again and swore in their hearts:
"We'll catch Professor with our own hands!"
…
After cleaning up all the traces, Lucien turned his body into moonlight and went to the edge of the black forest on the other side of the manor. Turning into a faint shadow, he quietly climbed over the fence.
Lucien landed on the ground quietly. Under the cover of the plants in the manor, he soon hid in the shadow of the main house on the third floor.
When Lucien was about to climb up, he suddenly sensed something unusual. Without any hesitation, he turned around and looked at the shadow next to him.
"Hi, good evening, Lucien." A handsome man with silver hair and silver eyes walked out of the shadow without any sign. He was not wearing a coat, only a loose dark red shirt. The collar of the shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his fair skin. It seemed that he was about to go to bed.
Lucien was slightly relieved when he saw that it was Rhein. At least Rhein was full of secrets. If it were someone else, he would have to sneak into the black forest and run away immediately.
However, Lucien was still vigilant and smiled politely, "Hi, good evening, Mr. Rhein. Why are you still awake?"
"You're awake too, Lucien." Rhein looked at Lucien with a smile.
"Would you believe me, Mr. Rhine?" Lucien smiled awkwardly, "What if I told you that I woke up and saw the beautiful silver moon tonight, so I got up for a walk?"
As he spoke, Lucien could not help but look at his clothes and where he was.
He was standing in the shadow of the back of the manor, blocking the Silver Moon. The ground was covered with moss and weeds, and there were a few spots of sewage.
It was a 'good' excuse to dress like this to admire the moon in such a place. Lucien felt that it was an insult to other people's intelligence.
"Of course I believe you, because …" Rhein spread his hands and smiled meaningfully.
"Me too."
Lucien was embarrassed, "Mr. Rhein, are you also out for a walk to admire the moon?"
"Of course. The Silver Moon tonight is so beautiful and the moonlight is so bright." Rhein looked up at the stone wall behind the main house and sighed, "Isn't that why you came out for a walk, Lucien?"
"Mr. Rhine, can you tell me who you really are?" Lucien's face turned serious. "Mr. Rhine, can you tell me your real identity?"
Since he had already met Rhein, he might as well seize the opportunity to ask directly.
Rhein shook his head, "I'm really a bard. I have nothing to do with the place you're looking for. And even if I tell you where it is, you can't break through the blockade of the Church. You'd better improve your strength and try to contact it after you open the door."
"Mr. Rhein, can you tell me where it is? Only then will I have a goal to strive for, "Lucien asked sincerely.
Rhein did not say anything. He turned and left the shadow, walking towards the front of the manor, "When you become a real musician, you can use the excuse of touring or collecting folk songs to travel around the continent. I'll tell you then."
Lucien wanted to catch up with Rhein and ask him, but it would be troublesome if he met someone in the front. So he had to hold back his emotions, climb to the third floor of the main house, and climb into his room.
After returning to his room, Lucien immediately crushed the "Sphere of Scene" and waited for the scene inside to disappear. Then he lay back on the bed and put the two "Camille Blood Drops" into his pocket.
After recalling the whole process and making sure that there were no major omissions, Lucien hypnotized himself to relax completely and fell asleep.
After sleeping for a long time, Lucien was suddenly woken up by a soft knock on the door.
Lucien hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Yvette. The Silver Moon tonight is dreamy and beautiful. Are you interested in taking a walk and admiring the moon together, Lucien?" Yvette's voice was low and sexy.
"Admiring the moon? Walking? " Lucien didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Yvette, my sprained ankle is not completely healed yet, and I'm very sleepy. Let's do it together next time."
Yvette tried to persuade him again, but Lucien still refused without hesitation. She was so angry that she gently stomped her feet, "Bastard, you idiot who doesn't know how to be romantic. I curse you to have no woman for the rest of your life. No, I want you to beg me and please me yourself!"
… …
Lucien heard Yvette's footsteps leaving. He shook his head and was about to go back to sleep. Suddenly, another mature voice teased him, "Lucien, you really don't know how to be romantic. No wonder you can't get a girl. You should learn from me. Every time I sneak to Sylvia's room in the middle of the night and knock on her door."
Turning around, Lucien saw Natasha standing on the windowsill in full armor, holding a long sword and a helmet. Her purple hair fluttered in the wind. Behind her, Camille was floating in the air.
Natasha's armor was shining with a milky white light, but there was a big dark red blood spot on the chest area. It was like a ferocious monster, emitting a strong and powerful aura that stood at the top of the food chain.
Noticing the look in Lucien's eyes, Natasha smiled and said, "This is the 'Blood Dragon Armor' made with dragon blood and dragon scales. We just returned from the battle with the 'Silver Horn'. By the way, Lucien, don't you want to take a walk and admire the moon together? Hehe … "(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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