Goering was ready to accept the loss, but when his heart was completely consumed by anger, a face suddenly appeared in his mind.

This was a face he was very familiar with. It was his teacher. Although he had passed away, his appearance still appeared in his mind.

When I think of my teacher, I remember what he taught me. I have abandoned many of his teachings and have not obeyed his orders to rescue the weak and help those in distress.

Goering only rescued the civilians occasionally, and of course he charged for it. Although this went against the magician's doctrine, from the perspective of the human world, it was reasonable. You have to be paid for your work, right?

Although Goering did this, he definitely did not rob the caravan like a bandit. According to him, he was just working for others.

"No, I shouldn't do this. He is just an innocent businessman. He is not my target. Why should I kill him? This is not working, but robbery. I am a magician, not a robber."

Goering's final struggle in his heart made him know what he should do.

He turned around silently and disappeared into the street.

"I'm so short of money lately, why would I take on an assassination? I'd better do something else." Goering said silently in his heart.

He was no longer staring at Walls, but another pair of eyes was staring at him.

Although Goering did not notice the guy who was targeting him.

"Huh? Strange! The magician is gone." Wo Zhijinzhi's tone was full of doubt.

"Gone?" Walls was still feeling strange. Why did this magician just leave like that? And why did he stare at him just now?

Wals was kept in the dark about all of this, and Wozhi's Golden Finger was also not aware of the details.

But when the magician left, Walls naturally asked the question that Wo's Golden Finger had asked before.

"Do you know the magic of controlling wild beasts?" asked Walls.

"Of course I can, but it depends on which animal you want to learn to control?" Wozhi's Golden Finger asked Walls instead.

"Can one kind of magic only control one kind?"

"There are some magics that can be used to control all kinds of animals, but either the effect is not satisfactory or it has special requirements on the body and mind."

"Any special requests?"

"Don't ask. You don't have that special physique anyway." Wo Zhijin Finger's answer made Wals' heart chill.

"I learned how to control flying birds, so I can quickly avoid those robbers." Wals continued. However, what Wozhi's golden finger said next made Wals' heart hang in the air again.

"Another magician."

Who? Why are there so many magicians in this city? Wals was curious.

"Perhaps, a great war is about to take place, and these magicians have been hired with huge sums of money to serve these lords."

Wo Zhijinzhi expressed his conjecture, which was also what Wo Zhijinzhi least wanted to see. If the magician joined the war, the war would become very harsh.

At this time, Fleischer stared at Goering's back. He knew that this guy was a magician.

His master Judas was Goering's employer, and his master called him to assassinate Mamounboye's two sons. At the same time, Judas was also Rodelaboye's son, and he was Rodelaboye's second son.

According to the inheritance law, after Rodela's death, his property should be inherited by his eldest son, Mamunboye. If Mamunboye dies before Rodela, then Mamunboye's eldest son will inherit it.

If Mamunboye's eldest son dies, his second son will inherit. In short, Judas can only inherit after all of Mamunboye's descendants have died.

Therefore, in order to get his father's property, Judas turned his butcher knife towards his nephew. He wanted to kill his nephew and then kill his brother. For these territories, Judas did not hesitate to kill his relatives.

But he did not have any psychological burden. He felt that his talents were much better than his brother's. In order to make his family grow and develop, it was reasonable for him to inherit the family business.

Fleischer didn't care what his master thought. He only cared about his own future and a life of wealth and glory. He didn't care who lived and who died.

But what he wants now is one thing, and that is Goering's magic.

Fleischer's magic is only used for reconnaissance, it is completely useless for combat.

But Gorin's magic is used to control the snow wolf, which is very effective for self-protection. Who knows if his master will turn the butcher knife on himself?

For example, now, his master wants to kill the killer who has not completed the task. Of course, he instigated this.

But the decision-making power lies in the hands of his master, and from this we can see that his master is a cold-blooded and ruthless guy.

So in order to be on guard against his master, Fleischer had to do something to save his life.

He proposed to his master to capture Goering alive and then extract from him the magic of controlling the snow wolf.

Every magician has a different teacher, and his expertise and the magic he knows are also different. For example, Fleischer's teacher is a half-baked magician who taught him very little magic, so Fleischer wanted to get more magic from other places.

Fleischer knew that he had no chance of killing the magician, but this was only relying on Fleischer's own strength. His attack magic included a fireball, but any magician knew this spell.

But behind Fleischer is Judas, the lord of the city of Kulau and the second son of Rodelaboye. Although the number of troops he has is not large, as long as he arranges them well, he will definitely be able to kill the magician.

The magician's specialty is controlling snow wolves, but as far as we can see now, this magician definitely did not bring the snow wolf with him when he entered the city. After all, who would bring a snow wolf with them in public?

By hiding himself, Goering was also putting himself in danger.

"It seems that his target is the magician mentioned earlier." Wo Zhijinzhi said at this time.

"Who? It's the magician who was staring at me before." Walls reacted at this time.

"Yes, it seems that this magician may try to steal other people's magic." Wozhi's golden finger made an accurate judgment.

Who wouldn't want to possess powerful magic? "Is that so?"

"No matter what, it's better for you not to get in touch with these guys now." Wo Zhijinzhi gave his advice.

"Okay, I'll go find some help." Wals no longer paid attention to the magicians on the street.

However, although Wals ignored the magicians, he discussed the assassin's installation techniques with Wozhi's Golden Finger.

Although these skills cannot be used on the front battlefield, I believe they will still be useful when Wals becomes the leader of a regular army.

And Wo's Golden Finger naturally also instilled some knowledge into Walls.

In the evening, there are fewer pedestrians in Kulau, and most of them are on their way home. It is better to stay at home at night, otherwise something terrible might happen.

For example, Costa, whom Walls met in Sagos, was a night robber.

By the way, this guy also left a dagger for Walls, even though Walls didn't know how to use a dagger.

Wals naturally had a good discussion with the merchants in Kulau at this time. He wanted to sell this batch of goods at a reasonable price. The price must have been agreed, and the goods could be moved over for trading tomorrow.

After a fierce competition, Walls stretched himself. The wounds on his body had long been healed by his magic. Indeed, Walls was very talented.

Wals was walking alone on the street. The setting sun stretched Wals's shadow very long. The street was very quiet, but at this moment our Wals suddenly heard a slight movement.

What happened? Wals remembered the robber he met in Sagos.

Is this another robber at work?

Wals gradually walked towards the place where the movement was. Before he got there, he heard the sound of swords colliding slightly!

This was an empty alley. At the corner, Wales showed his eyes and saw two people. They were two men, both of whom looked very thin.

One of them was called John Morrison. He was a robber who had just arrived in the city. He was preparing to commit a crime. He saw a thin man on the road and felt that this guy was not a good swordsman, so he planned to knock him out and then rob him of all the valuables on him.

But now it seems that John Morrison had obviously misjudged this guy. This guy is not someone to be trifled with. His fighting ability is not inferior to his own at all, and it seems as if he has surpassed himself.

The man that John Morrison took a fancy to was called Wells. He was a traveler who had recently come here with a caravan. Although he looked weak, it did not mean that his strength was the same as his appearance.

But the fighting ability of John Morrison, the night robber, is not low. At least ordinary mercenaries cannot beat him.

Of course, this is nothing to Walls and Wozhi's Golden Finger.