Chapter 226
The room was dark. Verlo Bellini, who woke up from a coma, found himself tied to a strange iron chair, recalling what happened before. matter.
He vaguely remembered that he left the west city gate with the apprentice named Peter Fasa, trying to stop the Lothar hillbilly before arriving at Freswalk Manor, and there was a strong shaking. , And then...
and then I am here.
Where is this place? Did you get tied up with a ticket? Which bastard is so courageous that even the Bellini family dare to start? !
By the way, where is the apprentice named Peter Fasa? Where did he go?
His eyes barely adjusted to the darkness, Verlo looked around, his eyes fixed on the ceiling in the middle of the room, where something seemed to be hanging.
And the "thing" seems to be wearing a wizard robe, with its limbs drooping, turning to itself with the swinging rope, revealing a dead man's face.
"Ahhhh——!!!"
Verlo, trapped in the chair, screamed in his unprecedented voice. The expression on his face was nothing but fear. Fear, turning his eyes white just fainted.
And in the next second, he suddenly stopped the screaming octave-in the line of sight, a emotionless face suddenly appeared in front of Verlo, as if looking Looking at him like a dead man:
"Wake up?"
The voice in Verlo's ears was the devil's whisper, immediately the soul flew away and scattered: "You, you don't come close to me! Hear you, don't come close to me! No, otherwise I will..."
"Otherwise, what about you?" The night watchman named Edward said in an almost ironic tone." Inquiry":
"Seek help?"
The frightened Verlo was temporarily speechless, dumbfounded. Obviously it's midsummer, but it makes him feel like falling in a ice hole!
One minute, or a year, Edward's expression became more and more indifferent in the long silence, and his eyes looked like he was looking at a dead person.
"I, you...how much you want, as long as you can let me go, you can do whatever you want! I am from Bellini's family, as long as you can let me go, I will give You are a lot of money! How about gold as my weight? Or a gem as big as my head! I, I will never tell anyone your identity, I swear, as long as you can let me go, today I am Just assume that nothing happened..."
"You seem to have some misunderstanding. We didn't catch you for money, but wanted to ask you a question."
Indifferent Edward frowned, slowly lowered his head, and stared at the frightened Verlo: "See my face clearly, you must have an impression."
"I, I don't know, I don't know ..." Verlo was so scared that he couldn't speak, and he didn't even know what to say.
Of course he was impossible to forget that the person in front of him was the assassin who wanted to take away the Holy Blood Medicine on the day of the Midsummer Feast, who almost killed him and Aalto.
But because of this, I can’t say I know it!
No matter how stupid and arrogant he Verlo is, he is not a real fool. In the Bellini family, how could he not know the routines of these killer assassins-money can still be alive There is room for it, once the opponent is recognized and found, it is dead end!
"Don't worry, we don't intend to kill you." Seeing the other person's "stubbornness", Edward had to explain it again: "I just want to ask you some questions."
Ask me a question... Verlow's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly became smarter when he fell into fear and his feet were off the ground, and he immediately guessed what the other person was thinking.
Whatever it is, it must be related to Aalto’s Holy Blood Potion, right? !
"I, I don’t know anything! Aalto, Aalto, he never tells me about research, and even his laboratory will not let me in easily. It won’t help you catch me. , It's useless! I, I'm just a gangster waiting to die, even if you kill me, it is impossible to get any information, please let me go!"
"Let you go?"
"Yes! Let me have a way out!" Verlow stared wide-eyed, innocent like a little white rabbit: "Tell me how much money you want, or something else Anything is easy to discuss, even if you want a boat, or who I can get you, as long as you don’t kill me, I promise what you want!"
Edward hesitated.
Judging from Verlow’s performance, it really doesn’t look like knowing any important information, but this is already what they can grasp, the highest level other member of the Bellini family. And he was Aalto's mentor.
Glanced at the "corpse" of Peter Fashar behind him, the indifferent Edward opened the mouth and said almost without emotion:
"You can rest assured, we will never want Your life."
"So..."
"But before that." In one sentence, Verlo fell into hell again: "You must know you All of the spit out!"
…………………………………… In the gully alley, the two people drawing their swords almost did it at the same time, without the slightest hesitation, they almost gave up their lives. Pounced toward each other!
The mercenary leader who has lowered his body is holding swords in both hands, and the blood-stained Knight long sword draws a fire star on the ground, raising upwards from the bottom to the top, and Loren, who has stopped, can stand in time. When the sword was blocked, the friction of the two steel swords made a long and piercing sound, and both sides were bounced off by the other side almost at the same time.
The mercenary leader who retreated did not attack again, instead he lifted the long sword flat, with the tip of the sword pointed at Loren's face door-the height plus the length of the sword in his hand made Loren not dare to approach easily. .
This seems to be returning to a certain battle once again. It is also one-on-one, and the enemy has taken advantage of the distance. It reminds Loren of something that caused him to have to make a deal with Asriel. , The robber Martin who almost killed him.
Yes, his attack radius is shorter than that of the opponent, but on the other hand, as long as he can detour behind him, it is absolutely too late to fight back with the length of the sword. Before he touches himself, he can Cut off the head of this mercenary leader!
So what are you waiting for?
The black hair wizard took the initiative, a sharp long sword pierced his face, and Loren, who lowered his body in an instant, almost watched the sword edge slip across his cheek, stepping forward, turning around, and swinging the sword. !
The black hair wizard stopped the long sword in the air at the moment it was about to be hacked. Standing in place, looking slightly behind him-a full twenty crossbowmen have raised their crossbows and aimed them at him.
Obviously, if you dare to make this sword, it will become a sieve in the next second.
The mercenary leader with his back to Loren showed a smile on his face, and he turned around calmly, as if the long sword on his neck was just a fancy toy, looked towards Loren "I’m sorry, but before being a Knight, I was a mercenary. The first duty of a mercenary is to fulfill the orders of my employer—and my employer’s order is Killed you.
Sorry, your head is so valuable!"
"It is so valuable that you can discard principles and promises, by fair means or foul?" black hair wizard Asked with a sneer: "You really are a genuine Knight!"
"Is it, but I am not a rule-abiding person, so it doesn't matter." The mercenary leader smiled brightly. : "In these days, those who obey the rules are only worthy of hell!"
"That's right, sticking to the rules will never end well."
Unexpectedly, he Yes, the black hair wizard nodded very much in agreement, raised his left hand slightly: "So I must express my heartfelt thanks to you here, thank you for gathering everyone here, otherwise it would be true if you go to catch them one by one. It’s too much trouble."
Gather everyone here?
A trace of confusion flashed across the face of the mercenary leader, but then he saw a small flame suddenly appeared in the palm of Loren's left hand, floating quietly in midair.
I don’t know why, he suddenly remembered several explosions that had occurred before...
"You, do you plan to...?!"
"Blow you to the sky together? Yes, but it is too difficult to execute. After all, you won't be so stupid to shrink into a ball-but it's different now, right?"
Loren shook his head sadly: "That's why you are mistaken, I am the unruly person."
"Stop, stop! Everyone, run away, run away, never run away It’s too late!"
lose one's head out of fear, with heart-piercing screams, the mercenary leader can only watch the flames turn into Fireballs, flying into and out of fear like meteors. Among the crowd.
"No————!!!!!!"