Chapter 46: Last smile

Chapter 46: Last smile

——Recommendation tickets on Monday ～

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Aristocracy, in Viscount Klein's study. Ice @ 火! Chinese

Viscount Klein was tied to a back chair, his neat black hair was scattered, and his dark green eyes stared at the man wearing a funny clown mask in front of him.

The clown who knew the sage the magician well, with the fifth-level strength, under the surprise attack, he easily controlled Viscount Klein.

"You're the clown that the princess said? Sure enough, she dared to attack me!" Viscount Klein, the governor of Aalto City Hall, scolded angrily and with terror.

The clown laughed: "Master Viscount, don't tell me that the magic you just used was inspired by objects. What's wrong with arresting an evil magician in accordance with the provisions of the Holy Scriptures, or do you think I call you 'sage 'Mr?"

The anger that Viscount Klein disguised disintegrated, and said in amazement: "How do you ..."

At the halfway point, he stopped in haste again, seemingly worried that the clown came to cheat himself.

"Master Viscount, we have mastered your situation long ago, but have not arrested you. This is mainly to see if you will regret it. After all, you are a noble with a high status. Unfortunately, you did not. But you have one last time. Chances are, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of the professor, you can continue to retain the identity of the nobility and the status of the consul, you just need to secretly join the night watchman team.

Viscount Klein was stunned, and then sneered: "It was originally to arrest the professor. It is really dangerous to communicate with the characters in this purification sequence, but I don't believe you. You have been removed from the vigil team and you are a dangerous fugitive. I'll wait until the real night watchman comes. "

His performance is as expected by the clowns, without the bottom line and perseverance of keeping secrets, as proud and smooth as most aristocrats. If the interests are sufficient, he can even cooperate with the devil! So he knew that when his identity had been revealed and arrested, he would judge the situation more than other magicians.

And his current taunt is obviously for better conditions!

The clown's exaggerated smile came in front of Viscount Klein and snorted: "The idea is good, but you met me, and I was very anxious. I was afraid that the delay would cause the professor's alertness, so I aggrieved you, Lord Viscount Klein."

Just as Klein's face changed drastically, the clown's ten fingers began to bounce, causing Klein's muscles to twitch. Eyes, mouths, etc. opened and closed under the direction of the clown.

Gradually, "Sage" Klein's eyes began to look cloudy. It seemed that not only the body was being manipulated, but also the brain and soul were being controlled.

Compared with other knightly night watchers, the clown can ask for real information even without using magical means.

"What's your code name? Is it a formal magician? What is it?" The clown first adjusted the effect with simple questions.

Klein's eyes recovered from turbidity, looking no different from before. But he smiled abnormally: "Master Uighur Clown, I am a formal magician, code-named sage, and is good at astrology. Because I cannot activate blood power. There is no potion formula, and the status at that time cannot be given by the Grand Duke, so I found out After the ancestors killed the magician, they secretly collected some books and began to learn, trying to restore the formula of the blood that stimulated the bloodline power. As a result, they found that they have the characteristics of astrology, so they got deeper and deeper. "

After confirming the effect. The clown didn't ask Klein much of his own question, and said straightforwardly, "How did you meet the professor this time? How should you contact him?"

"Master Clown, I was approached by a professor after returning from the night of the concert. He used the four-ring magic" developing in the mirror "to talk to me at a distance and asked to attend the latest magic circle party in order to bring the magic council headquarters. The news told them. "Klein replied without concealment." After I agreed, we met once in private. It was an unmanned garden villa at 116 Jisu District. The contact number was ... but I don't know if he really "His hiding place, where he meets in advance."

"Sure enough, he is a cautious, insidious professor. Do you want to use traps to design traps, but it can be easily seen by guys like him who use conspiracy." The clown murmured first, not thinking that his IQ was comparable to the professor.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind, "No. 116 Jisu District? Isn't this where Lucien Evans used to live? It's a remote environment, and it hasn't been rented out yet. Only an old servant looks at it, which is very suitable. Hiding! With the secret relationship between Professor and Lucian, he is likely to hide there! "

The clown just felt his blood boil and shivered with excitement, because he might have found the place where the professor was hiding. If he hadn't thoroughly investigated Lucian Evans, he wouldn't have thought of any details.

But the professor was terrified. He forced himself to calm down and analyzed whether there were traps and conspiracy: "Lucien? Evans is recovering from a villa in the aristocratic district. Natasha is said to be dealing with the principality affairs today and has not left Lataxia. Palace, if they suddenly appeared in No. 116 Jisu District, anyone with eyes could see that it was a plot against me and the night watchman. After all, I did not sneak into Lucian Evans's house, nor did they appear there at midnight. Reasons. "

"Design me and other strong fires? Impossible, this is the city of Aalto, not the Melzer Black Forest. As long as a fight at my level occurs, the high-level strong will soon be alarmed, and the follow-up Julianna them They will also bring the vigil team and the head of the referee. "

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The clown knows that the best way is to wait for Juliana to do it, but the flame in his heart is burning, the grief of being wronged and being asked to be executed, and the anger of his companion's death makes him want to grab the professor himself And, he also has a certain confidence in his own strength. After all, he has had contact with the professor, has first-hand intelligence, and is not a person who judges his strength by purifying the sequence.

After careful analysis, I saw that Juliana was not here yet, worried that her actions against Klein would cause the professor's vigilance, and the clown soon made a decision: "I will go there and investigate carefully, step by step." Look Whether there is a hidden, ambush magic array, if the professor can be found, entangle him. Arouse the induction of the Alto Divine Array, and let the high-ranking powerhouses pay attention. If they fail to find it, or the villa is too weird, they hide and give it to the night watchman army.

After sealing the mental power of Viscount Klein with his own power, the clown picked up a pen and paper on the desk and wrote the message he had probed. This was to prevent the night watchman who came later from asking Klein to delay time. Just need to confirm from Klein's mouth according to what he wrote.

Do it all. The clown left the aristocratic area and rushed to No. 116 Jisu District.

The whole garden villa is shrouded in darkness, like a lurking monster, which makes people tremble.

The clown inspected the garden villa carefully and carefully, and found no trace of the magic circle arrangement. So he became daring, and dragged out the afterimage to sneak in, but along the way, he didn't forget to check the surroundings, preferring to be slow rather than step into the professor's trap.

The villa was empty, and the old servant who was guarding it fell asleep, and the clown hid in the darkness. Carefully inspecting one house at a time, trying to find clues.

Soon after the basement and the first floor were checked, the clown went up to the second floor more cautiously.

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At the home of Viscount Klein.

Valdo, the "representative" of the Wollit referee, led a team of night watchers to the second floor silently. Trying to find and control Viscount Klein.

They did not come home to arrest in the right way, fearing that they would be noticed by the nobles in the surrounding villa, so they leaked the news and let the professor escape.

Just stepped on the second floor. The brown bearded man quickly twitched Waldo's nose, covering his entire face, and then said solemnly, "I smell the blood. I feel the breath of death."

"What? Lord Waldo, is there something wrong with Viscount Klein, or did he kill the insider and run away?" Juliana was worried that the clown was not able to control the crazy factor in her dark blood.

Waldo was tall and walked to the door of the study in two or three steps, saying solemnly: "There is only one dead man, and it is the blood of the Millstone family."

The Millstone family is the family of Viscount Klein.

As he said, he pushed the door open, and a strong **** smell blew across his face.

Juliana and others looked into the room vigilantly, and frowned suddenly. Even the night watchmen who were accustomed to killings and deaths had subconscious resistance to the site of the slaughterhouse.

In the entire room, flesh and blood flew across, small pieces of flesh and dripping blood were everywhere, and a complete bone could not be found, giving people a **** cruel and wicked and disgusting feeling.

"This killing scene is very familiar ..." I did not know which night watchman said.

Most of the night watchmen immediately remembered that basically the guys torn by the "clown" cricket line.

"No way, Captain. He can't kill Viscount Klein." Juliana said to herself pale.

Waldo ignored the filth and blood in the room, stepped over to the desk in one step, picked up the paper held by the ink bottle, looked carefully, and then the voice became louder, and said solemnly: "It's the clown staying He confirmed that Viscount Klein was a sage, and speculated that the professor was hiding in No. 116 Jisu District. This was his handwriting and the internal code of the night watchman, and no one could imitate it. "

Even Juliana, who believed most in the clown, couldn't help but take a sigh of relief, and began to believe that after the clown asked the professor where he was, the excited magician was executed by the boiling blood.

If the sage is not Viscount Klein, this is not a strange and serious matter for the night watchman.

"Viscount Klein is a magician, and there is clear evidence inside the tribunal that he should have been killed by resisting the arrest. We still rush to No. 116 Jisu District, and the professor may have any conspiracy." Waldo is the tribunal. Of the three in charge, who were sympathetic to the clown, gently pressed the matter down.

"Yes, Lord Valdo!" The rest of the night watchmen uttered in unison. An evil magician is killed!

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While guarding against the appearance of traps and professors, the clown carefully checked the traces on the second-floor room, but it was really a long time when no one came and was neglected to clean.

One room after another, when the clown was about to be disappointed, he suddenly felt someone in the study in front of him!

The knight's consciousness made him clearly perceive that a man was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window and seemed to be enjoying the cool wind of the night.

"Professor ?!" The clown was taken aback, unexpectedly easy and easy to find the professor!

And he didn't find himself before?

Although there are many doubts , when faced with an evil and powerful mid-level magician, the clown did not dare to carelessly, and immediately popped out of the line, and at the same time avoided it, speeding up and avoiding being locked.

With the strength of the fifth-level knight fully opened, the door of the room smashed, and the clown who disappeared into the shadow suddenly saw that the man by the window turned out to be Lucian Evans!

He was standing twisted and bound all over his body, a stiff and weird smile appeared on his handsome face, and then under the influence of inexplicable power, he fell straight to the side and fell downstairs like a swan shot by an arrow.

The black dress that was wrinkled by a rope, the stiff and weird smile, and the scene that seemed to be leaning backwards, made up a fascinating oil painting forever imprinted in the clown's mind.

The professor would kill Lucian Evans in order to frame himself?

This is something the clown could not guess.

In mid-air, Lucian Evans bloomed like a flower, with blood and flesh splashing around.