"He hid it well, and he must have an alchemy device on him. Luckily, you didn't use your spiritual force to test him, or else you would have been exposed. In this world, if you want to strengthen yourself, becoming a Magus is one way, and becoming a Knight is also a good choice!"
"Becoming a Knight is the same as becoming a Magus. You need to train day and night. Unlike Magi, who train their spiritual force and magic power, Knights train their physical bodies, so some traces of the physical body can be seen with the naked eye. The owner's hands are full of calluses, which are obviously left behind from playing with guns and knives. From the way he walks, you can also see that he has been training as a Knight for many years! If I'm not wrong, this seemingly chubby manager's actual combat strength is at least at the level of an official Knight! "
"An official Knight has a very high status in the world of ordinary people. Then why did this Lord Knight give up a good life and choose to hide here and become a manager of a small hotel?"
"As for why I guessed that they would tamper with the food, it's very simple. Because if I were them, I would do the same!" Connor narrowed his eyes and smiled as he spoke frankly with assurance.
Hearing Connor's explanation, Marguerite pouted slightly and didn't say anything else.
Walking to the dining cart, Connor used his knife and fork to dig into the food and silently ordered in his mind, "A.I. Chip, scan the food for the effects and content of the drug!"
[Beep! Following Host's will, mission established. A.I. Chip begins analysis. Estimated time: 15 seconds … Analysis complete. According to the A.I. Chip's analysis of the information in the database, the drug in the food is determined to be Llorente's knockout drug. Based on the dosage of Llorente's knockout drug in the food, if Host eats this food, Host will fall into a deep sleep after an hour and a half!]
Hearing the A.I. Chip's conclusion, Connor touched his nose and didn't doubt it. Llorente's knockout drug was a relatively rare knockout drug on the market, named after its creator, Potion Master Llorente. Its effects were much stronger than most knockout drugs on the market. It was rumored that a Grand Knight had fallen to Llorente's knockout drug. Its effects were much stronger than other knockout drugs. The price of Llorente's knockout drug was also much higher than normal knockout drugs. The fat manager was really generous to use this thing, and thought highly of them!
After thinking for a while, Connor turned to Marguerite and said, "How's your recovery? If everything goes according to plan, they are not only knights, but they also have guns and anti-magic bullets. that's very likely! "
"It's just dealing with a few ordinary people. Don't worry, I won't be a burden!" Although her words were very firm, Marguerite was still sitting on the bed and meditating seriously. She didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
Hearing this, Connor nodded and said, "They will attack in about one and a half to two hours. Get ready!"
After saying that, Connor didn't pay any more attention to Marguerite. He sat back on his sofa and began meditating to recover. His current situation was slightly better than Marguerite, who was suffering from the aftereffects of being possessed by the magic blood, but it wasn't by much. What they were going to face next was a group of ferocious bandits armed with weapons!
About an hour and fifty minutes later, the sound of someone's footsteps came from outside the door. Hearing the footsteps, Connor and Marguerite opened their eyes at the same time. They looked at each other, full of mockery towards the person outside the door.
"Sir! I'm here to get the dining cart! " The person knocked on the door politely and asked. After knocking a few times, no one answered him, so he boldly opened the door with the key.
After opening the door, the waiter who had pushed the dining cart just now walked in. He walked into the room and glanced at Connor who was lying on the sofa in a disdainful manner. His attention instantly focused on Marguerite who was lying on the bed as if she was asleep. His eyes were fixed on her in an instant. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was about to touch Marguerite's body with his dirty hands.
"Bang!"
Just as the waiter was about to move, Marguerite widened her eyes and shot out a wind blade, which pierced through the waiter's heart!
"Alas …" Connor sighed in his heart. He couldn't help but feel that some people were extremely bold. He instantly woke up. He knew that with Marguerite's wind blade, their original plan of sneak attack was ruined. They could only face them head-on! ,
Connor took the lead to run out of the room. The moment he ran out, he saw the middle-aged manager who was surrounded by four or five fierce-looking strong men. Without wasting any time, Connor released his two shadow daggers and attacked them!
This group of people obviously didn't realize that the little white rabbit that was supposed to be their prey had suddenly become a big tiger that wanted to eat people. The two strong men standing at the front had their throats pierced by the shadow daggers released by Connor, and they collapsed on the ground.
However, to his surprise, the death of their companion didn't scare them at all. Instead, it aroused their ferocious nature. They cursed and shouted angrily as they reached for the back of their waists and pulled out their revolvers to fight back!
Of course, Connor wouldn't give them the chance to open fire. In an instant, he released three to four mental attacks. He then took the lead and charged into the crowd with a sneer on his face. He was like a tiger in a flock of sheep. In just a few breaths, he knocked out all the strong men except for the middle-aged manager.
At this moment, the middle-aged manager no longer panicked. He calmly took out an exquisite handgun and pointed it at Connor. He then said, "Sir, don't act rashly. My handgun is loaded with anti-magic bullets! I didn't expect you to be a wizard. We admit defeat this time. If you want money, I can give you all of it! "
After that, the manager took out a bulging wallet from his pocket and carefully threw it on the ground.
Connor glanced at the middle-aged manager who pointed a gun at him and the wallet he threw on the ground. He rolled his eyes and pretended to pick up the wallet. He then said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "You really know how to adapt to circumstances!"
However, just as Connor bent down, he instantly dodged to the side. At the same time, a gunshot rang out. A silver-white anti-magic bullet was embedded in Connor's position.
Seeing that he didn't manage to kill Connor, the middle-aged manager had a bad feeling. A ruthless expression appeared on his chubby face as he gritted his teeth.
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