P.S. Here's today's update. I'm also trying to get more votes for Qidian's 515 Fan Festival. Everyone has eight votes, and you'll even get some coins for voting.
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"That guy is an Executioner from the Black Vatican. He's extremely strong, and most of them are extremely arrogant. There's basically no assassination that they can't do. These people are quite scary," Oleena said to Mofan.
It was Mofan's first time hearing about an Executioner. However, on second thought, it did make sense. The Blue Deacons that he had met so far were rarely that strong. Most of the Blue Deacons were only hiding in the dark, trying to catch people off guard with their dirty tricks!
"They've sent an Executioner after you. It seems like you're very important to the Black Vatican," the Purple Wind Mage said.
"Either way, you shouldn't leave the Sacred Hall of Liberty for the time being. The Executioner's whereabouts are unpredictable, and they're very good at disguising themselves. There was once an Executioner from the Black Vatican who managed to escape from a National Magic Association. If you don't want to die at such a young age, wait until we find out the truth," Oleena said to Mofan sternly.
The higher-ups of the Sacred Hall of Liberty were infuriated by the incident. The Black Vatican was bold enough to commit crimes in a busy city. Many Sacred Hall Mages were dispatched to search for the Executioner in the city.
However, for some reason, Mofan had a feeling that it was not going to make any difference. The Executioner must be fearless if he dared to make a move in a place like that …
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As he thought, the Sacred Hall Mages did not find anything for the next three days. They could not find the Executioner at all.
Mofan could not possibly stay in the Sacred Hall of Liberty in New York for the rest of his life. When he thought about the girl who was seriously injured and hospitalized because of him, Mofan picked up his phone and called the number on the name card.
"Hello, is that you, Mage?" the girl's sweet voice soon came through the phone.
"How did you know it's me?" Mofan was surprised.
"I came here alone. You're probably the only person who would call me," the girl said. She spoke softly. She did not sound like someone who was seriously ill. It seemed like she was recovering well, and was quite optimistic too.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this," Mofan said apologetically.
How is it your fault? You're the one who saved me. How is it? Did you catch him? "the girl said.
"Not yet, he should be good at disguising himself," Mofan said.
"Is that so? But I think I've seen him before," the girl said..
"You've seen it before?" Mo Fan asked curiously.
"I've met someone before. No matter how they dress up or what makeup they put on, I'll remember them. I even know their surname," the girl said.
"How do you know that?"
"He came to buy drinks from me ten minutes before you came. There were a lot of customers at the time, so I asked for his surname so I could register every drink. He told me his surname, the kind that was very straightforward. I don't think he was trying to hide it. Perhaps he was an evil and powerful Mage, so he didn't expect me to remember him," the girl told Mo Fan.
Mofan was overjoyed. He did not expect the girl he was trying to protect to be such a meticulous person!
"Alright, tell me what you remember in detail. I'll ask someone to find out more about him," Mofan said.
Mofan immediately contacted the almighty Ling Ling. Ling Ling was a Hunter, so she was familiar with human faces. She listened to the girl's description and memorized the man's face.
"Do you think his surname is real?" Mofan asked Ling Ling.
"According to the girl, it's either his real surname, or a disguise he often uses. We can still find him that way. Wait a minute, I'll contact the police in New York. They should have a better database," Ling Ling said.
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Duke Park, a man in a sanitation uniform was sweeping the fallen leaves in the rain. He was wearing a rain hat, and his back was slightly hunched. He looked extremely weak.
"HAHA, the Sacred Hall Mages in the city are looking for you, yet you're still leisurely sweeping the leaves. How bold of you!" A young man who looked to be only 15 or 16 years old walked out. His pair of bright purple eyes gave people a feeling of special charm, and coupled with a perfect mixed-blood face, there was? He had the handsomeness of an Easterner, yet his facial features were as distinct as a Westerner's.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place," the sanitation worker lifted his head and pointed his chin at the purple-eyed young man.
"You've done well," the purple-eyed young man grinned.
"It's been a while since it was this exciting. I remember the last time I met the Sacred Hall Mages was twelve years ago … it feels like they haven't improved at all, just like ten years ago," the sanitation worker said.
"Don't worry, we've paid our respects to them on your behalf. However, I'm a Virgo, I hope everything is done perfectly, "the purple-eyed young man said.
"You're saying you didn't kill him on the street?" the sanitation worker asked.
"Yeah, the kid is Salan's favorite. It's best if you can kill him, but if you can capture him alive, I believe Salan will give you a great gift," the purple-eyed young man said.
"I like killing people. Don't worry, he won't be alive for long once everything is over," the sanitation worker said.
"I'll leave this place to you then, Executioner. We'll be leaving tonight. "
"Please thank Salan for what happened twelve years ago," the sanitation worker said.
"I will!"
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In the meeting room of the Sacred Hall of Liberty, ten Sacred Hall Mages of the Sacred Hall of Liberty were sitting around a table. They were staring at the projector, staring at the magnified face of a man.
"Nonsense!" The leading Magician of the Black Gold Divine Hall stood up abruptly. His face was filled with anger.
"This is the result of my investigation, it's up to you whether you believe it or not," Mo Fan said.
Oleena was sitting in the center. She could not believe the result, either.
The person that Mo Fan had found out was quite shocking. The person was a Sacred Hall Mage, a Sacred Hall Mage who had been stripped of his position more than ten years ago!
The man's name was Philip. He had joined the Sacred Hall of Liberty around twenty years ago as an Ice Mage. He was kicked out of the Sacred Hall of Liberty due to some mistake. He had been missing since then.
Be it his appearance or his surname, everything matched what Lingling had found out. Most importantly, this person had mastered the Ice Domain a long time ago. The effect of his Domain was to cause hailstorms within a radius of five hundred meters!
If it weren't for that, Mo Fan would not have dared to expose the man. After all, the Executioner of the Black Vatican used to be a Sacred Hall Mage of the Sacred Hall of Liberty. It was the greatest humiliation to the Sacred Hall of Liberty. Their sacred doctrine, their oath to never betray the Sacred Hall of Liberty would be nothing but empty words.
"Captain, I've been meaning to tell you about it a few days ago, but I didn't dare to say anything because I didn't see the man's face clearly. The executioner did look very similar to Philip, and he seemed to recognize me too. He chose to leave before fighting me, "the Purple Wind Sacred Hall Mage said in a deep voice.
There were four old Sacred Hall Mages in the room. They had all been in the Sacred Hall of Liberty for more than twelve years. Their faces darkened when Philip was mentioned, as if they did not want to talk about him for the rest of their lives.
"Humph, if it's him, we can't afford to let him go. How dare he betray the Black Vatican? He's really a disgrace to the Sacred Hall of Liberty!" Captain Lude said angrily.
"The problem is, it's going to be difficult for us to find him. Philip is good at carrying out missions in plain clothes. He can use his Psychic Element to interfere with people's vision, and he's good at manipulating people's minds. His disguise is unmatched," the Purple Wind Mage said.
"It's just a common trick. Don't just sit here and wait. Let's move out together. As long as he's still in New York City, there's no way he's going to run away. We'll send him to the Torch-Shaped Cross and burn his filthy body and soul with the sacred fire of the Statue of Liberty!" Captain Lude said.
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At the New York airport, a young girl with two long ponytails was dragging a bag of luggage alone as she slowly walked up the stairs.
The escalator was broken, so her luggage was quite heavy. It was quite difficult for her to move it.
Not far away, a young man heading toward the entrance glanced in her direction and said something to the man in a red shirt beside him. He then walked toward the young girl with a polite smile.
"Do you need any help?" the young man asked politely.
Lingling raised her head and glanced at the mixed-blood youth. She felt that his pair of purple eyes were a little strange.
Before Ling Ling could respond, the young man had already lifted Ling Ling's heavy luggage with one hand …
"It's quite heavy, what do you have in there?" the young man with purple eyes asked with a gentle smile.
"Just some electronic equipment. Put it down if you can't handle it. I'll call an adult," Ling Ling said.
"I'm an adult." The young man with purple eyes used both hands to slowly move Ling Ling's luggage up the stairs. Most people at his age had yet to Awaken their Magic. Even with the physique of a Magician, their strength was not that great. The young man tried his best and finally moved the huge luggage up the stairs.
Once they were upstairs, the wheels were ready to be used. Ling Ling pulled out the handle and pushed the luggage along the smooth ground.
"Hey, aren't you going to say thank you?" the young man with purple eyes yelled at Ling Ling.
"Thanks," Ling Ling turned around and said.
"Do you have a phone?"
"Yes."
"How much do you have?"
"I'm not going to tell you," Ling Ling continued on her way without turning around.
The young man with purple eyes rubbed his nose awkwardly as he stared at her back.
The man in a red shirt came up to him with a grin, "You must be feeling bad, aren't you?"
"A little."
"I'll tie it up for you."
"Do I look like the kind of person who would use such methods on a little girl?" the young man with purple eyes asked.
The man in a red shirt thought for a moment and nodded confidently, "Yes!"
The young man rolled his eyes and turned around to walk forward.
"Are you sure it's okay to leave the executioner alone in New York?"
"He can handle it."
[It's going to be the 515 Red Envelope Ranking soon. Let's hope the Red Envelope Rain continues to reward the readers and promote our work on the 15th of May. It's love too. I'll do my best!]
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