"Fire...fire..." "Help, someone help me!"

After more than a decade of peace, the residents of the harbor town who were suddenly attacked immediately fell into chaos. The streets were in chaos, and screams and shouts echoed in every corner of the town.

At this moment, Lin En was standing on the roof of a house, his eyes like an eagle's looking in the direction of the fire.

This is the first ring of magic——【Tik's Farsightedness】

It allows a wizard to have the precise farsightedness of a griffin for a short period of time.

During the few days he stayed in the harbor town, in addition to collecting intelligence and making black gunpowder, Lin En also did not fall behind in learning new magic. He had already read the book "Basic Magic Universal" to pieces.

"Is it Johnny and the white dove?" Lynn muttered to himself as he stared at the flocks of gray crows and the figures leaping in the firelight in the distance.

Did they escape first?

etc……

Lynn soon noticed something was wrong. The two witches did not look like they were being tortured.

Maybe... they didn't escape.

Instead, he was preparing to enter the Harbor Town Prison to rescue people!

Lin En immediately thought of this possibility and frowned.

Before taking action tonight, he had thought of dozens of possible emergencies, and even anticipated that the Holy See would set a trap in Harbor Town tonight and wait for him to fall into it.

But what no one expected was that Anluik would dare to publicize it so ostentatiously without catching anyone.

The archbishop was undoubtedly making a huge gamble, betting that these wizard apprentices had not been able to reunite with each other, otherwise tomorrow's public ceremony would become a complete joke.

You have to know that there are real gods in this world. If the other party dares to temporarily find a few prisoners to impersonate wizards in a witch-hunting ceremony held in public like this, it would be tantamount to blasphemy!

It was obvious that the archbishop made the right bet. Although he did not fall into the trap, Johnny and White Dove took the risk for him!

But since neither of the two witches was caught, who was the person who leaked the information about the [Ships Gang]?

Anruk's personal visit to the harbor town and the implementation of the port closure and various measures against the [ship gang] could not be faked, which was one of the reasons why he believed that the two men might have been arrested.

While he was lost in thought, the crows' cries over the harbor town became increasingly faint, which meant that Johnny and White Dove were about to give up.

Lynn was not in a hurry to act because there were only a few hundred guards surrounding the two witches, and Archbishop Anluk and the three thousand elite guards did not take the field.

This is also a bait, and he is the big fish that Anruk wants to catch...

"071, given the current situation, if we face off head-on, what chances do we have of winning?" Lin En asked silently in his heart.

His biggest trump card is the huge amount of black gunpowder placed on the dock. As long as he uses the information gap and the convenience brought by magic shaping to lure Anluk and others over, he can directly blow them up into the sky. But now it seems that this goal may be difficult to achieve.

[The estimated winning rate is lower than the safety threshold. According to the agreement target, aliens should not be included in the protection targets. According to the Federal Citizen Life Safety Law, you should make protecting yourself your first priority! ]

[Ninety-seven percent probability...they are here to save you, sir!]

"So you know what, 071?" Lynn looked at the fire burning in the distance and said to himself in his mind.

"Sometimes aliens are people too!"

…

At the same time, in the church of Harbor Town, Archbishop Anruk was staring at the chaos in Harbor Town in a trance.

The screams and wails that were faintly heard by their ears made the priests present change color, but Anluk seemed not to hear them. He turned his head to look at Adyan beside him and asked.

"How is it, have you obtained any useful clues from the torture in the past few days?"

"Reporting to the bishop, some powerful psychic magic has been set up in Hawke's brain. I have tried several methods, but I haven't been able to break through this limitation." Adrian explained with great shame.

A few days ago, while the Archbishop was personally leading the elite guards to hunt down those devil followers, he led his men to raid the town of Ur. Based on the information he had previously obtained from Will, he went to the Drunkard Tavern and captured Old Hawke, who had not yet escaped.

However, what disappointed Adrian was that there was some kind of psychic magic protecting the other party's brain. When he released divine magic to explore intelligence, he almost made the other party mentally retarded.

The only gain was some information about the Harbor Town found in a secret room in the Drunkard Tavern.

"It doesn't matter. We will have a new source of intelligence soon." Anluk said calmly, without any intention of blaming Adrian.

"My Lord Bishop, do we need to continue to increase our manpower? If this continues, these two wizard apprentices may escape from our control." Adrian glanced at the commotion to the west of the harbor town and asked cautiously.

Because someone controlled the gray crows to set fire to the granary in the harbor town, most of the stationed guards were dispatched to put out the fire, leaving only two priests and three hundred guards responsible for the pursuit.

If this continues, more and more civilians will be affected...

Adrian silently swallowed the second half of the sentence. He had always disagreed with the bishop's move to set up the battlefield in the harbor town, which would only put the defenseless townspeople in danger.

"Now is not the time to act, Adrian!" Anruk's haggard face was stern as he stared at the priest in front of him and spoke again. "A moment of mercy will only lead to a more terrible disaster."

"The hellfire burning outside the town of Ur has not been extinguished yet. If we fail to catch the wizard named Carl this time, this horrible scene will probably happen again in every corner of Nordland."

"The merciful Lord will forgive you and me for my faults..."

Anruk looked back at the flames burning in the sky above the harbor town and chanted in a very hoarse voice.

“May their souls return to the holy land and receive eternal protection. May their true spirits not fall into the abyss of the devil…”

The priests in the church also showed compassion on their faces, and soon they sang melodious hymns together, wishing that those townspeople who died in this conflict and endured endless suffering in their lifetime would be reborn in the holy land of the Lord...

(End of this chapter)