Seeing that there was nothing unusual on the street, the strong young man who got off the carriage first took out a key from his pocket and opened the big iron gate of the Cassano Manor. He then patted the carriage lightly. The next second, another strong young man got off the carriage with a big wooden box. The two young men carried the big wooden box and walked into the Cassano Manor. After they entered the manor, the gate of the manor was tightly closed again.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Connor, who was hiding in a hidden corner of the street, sneered. These two strong young men were obviously wizards. Although they used magic to hide their cultivation level, in front of Connor's powerful spiritual force, their true cultivation level could not be hidden from Connor's eyes. Both of them were beginner wizard apprentices, the same strength as the two arbiters in charge of the execution in the information Margaret had divulged to him.
If that was the case, then Conner was right. The big wooden box that the two men carried into the Cassano Manor was filled with pitiful wretches who were about to be executed.
A playful smile appeared on the corner of Connor's mouth. To be honest, he really didn't expect that one day he would rob an execution ground, even though the execution ground was too small.
Connor pressed down on his top hat and put on a pair of black leather gloves. When no one on the street was paying attention to him, Connor shook his black robe and climbed over the wall of the Cassano Manor, entering the manor.
Although the Cassano Manor was called a manor, it wasn't very large in terms of surface area. Instead of calling it a manor, it would be better to call it a slightly larger courtyard. The entire courtyard had been set up by the Church with a soundproof formation that concealed energy fluctuations. However, this formation posed no difficulty to Connor, who was well-versed in formations. After entering the manor, Connor didn't trigger any of the restrictions in the formation, nor did he attract the attention of the two arbitrators in the manor.
"Maguire, hurry up and open this damned wooden box and kill this guy. The aura of resentment here is too strong. God knows how many people the Church has killed here." The golden-haired Arbitrator, who was taller among the two Arbitrators, complained to the shorter brown-haired Arbitrator. He then threw a brass key at the shorter Arbitrator.
The shorter, brown-haired arbiter looked more like an honest person, unlike the taller arbiter who complained a lot. After catching the brass key thrown by the taller arbiter, he shrugged with a smile. Then, he took out a brass key similar to the taller arbiter's from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole of the wooden box.
Connor, who was hiding in the dark, sensed the energy fluctuations released by the wooden chest after the brass key was inserted into the keyhole. A hint of surprise involuntarily surfaced in his eyes. This large wooden chest that did not seem much different from an ordinary wooden chest was actually a magic artifact that seemed to be pretty good. This was greatly out of his expectations.
The brown-haired arbitrator opened the wooden box, and Connor finally saw the prisoner inside.
This prisoner looked like a male, wearing a white prison uniform that was stained with blood. His hair and beard were in a mess, and his face could not be seen clearly. His body was covered in wounds, and perhaps because he had not cleaned himself for a long time, there was a faint sour smell in the air when he appeared. Although he could not see his face clearly, Connor felt that this person was not very old.
At this moment, this prisoner of the Church of the Storm was curled up in the wooden box. He looked very weak, as if he could die at any time.
After glancing at the prisoner, Connor focused his power of the will on the man's ankles, wrists, and neck. Although these three places were covered by clothes, as an alchemist, he could still feel the faint energy waves emitted by the Demon Restraining Bracelet. The Demon Restraining Bracelet was an enchanted item unique to the Church of the Storm. It was said that anyone below the rank of an official Wizard would have their magic power and power of the will locked after wearing it. They would become a cripple, and they would be at the mercy of others.
The brown-haired arbitrator threw the prisoner on the ground. The brown-haired arbitrator and the tall arbitrator looked at each other. The tall arbitrator focused his attention on the prisoner, and the brown-haired arbitrator walked in front of the prisoner. He rolled up the sleeves of his prison uniform and cast a spell to remove the Demon Restraining Bracelet from the prisoner's wrist.
Seeing this, Connor took out three red steel balls. They were specially prepared for today. As long as the brown-haired arbitrator removed all five Demon Restraining Bracelets from the prisoner, Connor would make his move.
"Ding!"
The Magic Restraining Bracelet on the prisoner's neck made a crisp sound and fell into the hands of the brown-haired arbitrator. The five Magic Restraining Bracelets were removed from the prisoner's body. The tall arbitrator did not hesitate and took out a large barrel of oil from his space ring, about to pour it over the prisoner who was still curled up on the ground. At the same time, Connor narrowed his eyes and was about to flick the red steel ball in his hand. However, something that Connor and the two arbitrators did not expect happened.
The weak prisoner, who was about to be burned to death by the fireball, suddenly had a sharp blade in his hand. Then, he struggled to stab the tall arbitrator in the heart with the sharp blade. Although the tall arbitrator who was holding the kerosene barrel did not expect the prisoner's sudden attack, his reaction was still very fast. He used the kerosene barrel in his hand to block the prisoner's sudden attack.
The prisoner used the sharp blade in his hand to push the barrel of kerosene away. He didn't bother to waste any more time as he immediately pushed open the door and bolted out. At this moment, the two arbitrators, one tall and one short, finally realized what had happened and hurriedly chased after the prisoner.
Connor rubbed his nose in astonishment and revealed a playful smile. His figure flashed and when he reappeared, he was already behind the prisoner who was running for his life on a remote street. When the prisoner sensed Connor appearing behind him, his eyes revealed a trace of fear. However, the strange sharp blade appeared in his hand again and he subconsciously stabbed it towards Connor.
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