Chapter 675 Edward’s discovery!
The main entrance of Leng Feicui Manor was not very close to the luxurious building where the banquet was held.
It would take nearly five or six minutes to get there by taking the open carriage provided by the manor.
If you walk, it will take at least ten minutes.
Not to mention the speed at which the people from the New Temple advanced, dragging and shoving hundreds of young people hostage.
By the time they were about to reach the gate where their mounts and carriages were parked, it had taken them nearly a quarter of an hour.
During this time, Gervis kept squeezing in the crowd without stopping.
With his hard work, the rewards are naturally not small.
After successfully dealing with the second White Flag Knight, Gervis continued to carry out sneak attacks and assassinations at the rate of almost one White Flag Knight every two minutes.
In fifteen minutes, he had killed seven White Flag Knights, and Gervis's hand was covering the mouth of the eighth White Flag Knight, who was also dead.
"There's only one left!"
He handed the New Temple member who was lying limp on him to a young man beside him, and while helping the young man untie the ropes on his wrists, Gervis silently prayed in his heart.
In fact, in the process of rescuing these young people, Gervis had been looking for an opportunity to rescue Adela.
But Marshall, who held Adela hostage, was worthy of being the leader of the hall. He was very cautious and kept his eyes and ears open.
It was a good thing that Gervis hid in the crowd because there were so many people and the footsteps were so noisy that Marshall couldn't detect them.
But as long as Gervis got a little closer to Marshall, or looked directly at Marshall, Marshall would immediately notice something was wrong and glance over at him.
Gervis had tried it twice in the previous ten minutes, and it ended the same way each time.
Fortunately, Gervis was also very alert. He just glanced at Marshall and immediately looked away, pretending to be a hostage and walked forward with his head down, so Marshall did not notice his presence.
However, Marshall's extreme alertness made it impossible for Gervis to rescue Adela. He had carefully walked around in the crowd for most of the time, but still hadn't found an opportunity.
As they got closer and closer to the place where the mounts and carriages were stored, Gervis fixed his eyes on the last member of the New Temple who was holding more than a dozen young men hostage.
Because his position was right behind Marshall, Gervis estimated that it was the only position close to Marshall without being easily noticed.
With a plan in mind, Gervis whispered something to the young men who had just been rescued, and then, as before, bent over and reached out to the last person hiding among the hostages.
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"Are we just going to watch them escape? They are about to reach the place where the carriages are stored!"
As they got closer to the gate of Leng Feicui Manor, many lords of the Holy City became anxious.
In addition to the mounts, the gate of Leng Feicui also stored a number of carriages for them to ride in. These carriages were not only spacious but also had adequate protective measures.
As long as they let the people of the New Temple take their offspring hostage and put them on the carriage, it will be very difficult to chase them once they leave the City of Hope.
If the people of the New Temple fled out of the city separately and then broke their agreement, their descendants would surely be in great danger.
These city lords are usually decisive in killing people. After all, it is impossible to sit safely on the position of city lord without some ability.
But now the person being held hostage by the people of the New Temple is their heir, which makes it difficult for these city lords to take action and they are somewhat hesitant.
This was true even for a figure like Duke Edward, let alone them.
"If not this, what else can we do?"
"Now our heirs are in their hands. If they start to attack, they will have enough time to kill our heirs first! Even if we kill them all at that time, it will be useless!"
"Yes, the only way now is to follow them out of the city. I believe they won't dare to do anything tricky in order to escape."
The lords of the holy city were discussing in a low voice while staring closely at the new temple members in front of them.
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"Johnson, Bruno!"
At this moment, Duke Edward, who had been keeping his head down and silent for a long time, suddenly spoke in a low voice.
The two people Edward called were the two allied city lords of Sky City.
"Duke Edward, what's wrong?"
Johnson and Bruno kept their heads up and stared at the people in the New Temple, trying to find an opportunity to see if they could rescue them directly.
Suddenly they heard Edward's shout, and they both turned their heads to look at Edward and asked in a low voice.
"Look at your feet!"
Edward spoke to the two of them in an almost inaudible voice.
"Underfoot?"
After hearing Edward's words, the two were a little confused and immediately looked down at the ground in confusion.
The weather tonight is just like the depressing atmosphere in the manor at this moment. It is a cloudy night without moonlight and starlight. The only thing everyone can rely on is their super five senses.
When the two city lords, Johnson and Bruno, looked down at the ground, they detected something strange on the ground with their super five senses.
Those were a few barely detectable black lines, or to be more precise, they were lines formed by some kind of continuously dripping liquid. The black lines just happened to extend from under their feet to the New Temple personnel and the hostage-taking youth in front of them.
This black line is almost impossible to detect in the dark night unless you look carefully.
The two of them continued to scan left and right on the bluestone road with concentration, and found a total of eight such black lines.
After seeing so many black lines, the two were a little confused at first, but after a moment they suddenly came to their senses, widened their eyes in disbelief, and then became anxious.
"Duke Edward, this is blood..."
"Yes, I just noticed it accidentally, it shouldn't be wrong!"
Edward nodded and confirmed their opinions without waiting for them to finish speaking.
"Could it be that the people from the New Temple did not keep their promise? Duke Edward, should we take action immediately?"
In the opinion of Johnson and Bruno, such many blood lines could not have come from the cultists of the New Temple, but were most likely from their descendants.
"Don't worry, this blood is most likely not from your descendants, but from those evil followers of the New Temple!"
Edward was worried that the two would do something extreme, so he immediately stopped the anxious couple and expressed his own guess.
"What? It belongs to those cultists of the New Temple? How is this possible?!"
"Duke Edward, the weakest of those New Temple cultists are White Flag Knights, and the strongest of our descendants are only Peak Gold Knights. Not to mention that their hands are tied, even if they can move and launch a sneak attack, with their attack speed, the New Temple cultists can immediately detect it. There is no such opportunity at all."
"Besides, there is no unusual movement among the crowd ahead..."
Johnson and Bruno couldn't believe Edward's guess and immediately raised their own questions.
"You can see eight black lines of blood dripping on the ground now, but when I first looked, there were only five!"
"At first I thought it was the cultists of the New Temple who broke their promise and killed the hostages indiscriminately, but then I realized something was wrong. Every time before a new blood line appeared, a cultist of the New Temple in the crowd would freeze for a moment!"
"So, I think this is most likely the blood of those New Temple cultists. Someone attacked them in the crowd!"
There was a glimmer in Edward's eyes as he looked at the crowd in front of him, and he was wondering in his heart who could have blended into the crowd and killed eight white flag knights silently.
"This... Duke Edward, who can kill a White Flag Knight so quietly? Those people in the crowd are all our descendants!"
"We don't know yet... But no matter who it is, if someone really kills eight New Temple cultists, we must be ready to take action at any time. So, go and notify the city lords behind you and tell them to be ready to take action at any time!"
"By the way, we must keep the noise low so that the cultists in the New Temple won't notice anything!"
In fact, Edward had a guess in his mind. If it was the young man, there was only one person who could kill the White Flag Knight silently, and that was the young killer god!
Edward also very much hoped that the person in the crowd who quietly killed the eight New Temple cultists was the Killer God.
Because of the relationship between the God of Death and his granddaughter, I think he will definitely take action to save his granddaughter.
By then, even if the young killer is no match for Marshall, as long as he delays Marshall for a moment and gives himself some time, he can ensure Adela's absolute safety.
Of course, all of this is speculation, and Edward cannot guarantee that it is really the killer, so she did not tell it to Johnson and Bruno.
However, now is not the time to delve into these issues. Regardless of whether it was the God of Death who did it or not, rescuing his granddaughter and other heirs of the Holy City is the top priority.
And no matter what, Edward will try his best and will not pin his hopes on anyone!
Johnson and Bruno did not hesitate after hearing Edward's final instructions.
The two immediately agreed to Edward: "Okay, Duke Edward!"
If it was really as Edward guessed, then tonight's matter might be easily resolved.
If not, the situation won't be any worse. Everything will be clear once we reach the place where the mounts and carriages are stored.
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Just as the two men responded to Edward and were about to turn around, they suddenly saw a more obvious blood line appear on the ground at the feet of the crowd in front of them.
"This... is actually the ninth black line of blood drops!"
The two of them were stunned for a moment.
Needless to say, this ninth blood line, which was obviously thicker than the others, represented that another new temple member had been eliminated silently.
Afterwards, the two people who were quite excited did not dare to delay and immediately began to whisper instructions to the city lords in the crowd.
Gervis didn't expect that his actions would be discovered by the careful Duke Edward.
Because after these new temple members were completely silent, he would use their own clothes to stuff them into the wounds to stop the bleeding.
In addition, it was pitch black tonight. Although you couldn't see your hand in front of you, you would definitely not be able to see the bloodstains on the bluestone slab if you didn't look carefully.
Otherwise, if Gervis did not do these things, the bloodstains would definitely be noticed by other New Temple members before Edward discovered them.
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At this moment, Gervis was handing the body of the last New Temple member to the young man beside him, and then began to quietly help the dozen young men untie the ropes.
When the rope was untied, Gervis slowly moved his body and approached Marshall carefully.
But after a moment, Gervis realized that he had underestimated the vigilance of the strong man Marshall. Just when Gervis moved about one meter closer, he set his eyes on the back of Marshall's neck.
Marshall seemed to sense something and immediately turned his head slightly and looked behind him.
When Gervis saw Marshall's actions, he was startled and lowered his head as quickly as possible, narrowly avoiding Marshall's detection.
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Marshall glanced back at his subordinates who were on guard and found that everything was normal. He frowned slightly and turned his head to continue scanning left and right.
At this moment, Marshall actually had a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from, because it was too dark, even he could not detect all the situations around him.
So, Marshall couldn't help but tighten his grip on Adela's shoulders, and at the same time, the sword in his hand moved closer to Adela's snow-white neck.
Seeing that the place where mounts and carriages were stored was just a few dozen meters ahead, Marshall didn't want any accidents to happen here.
Because as long as they got on the carriage and stayed in the carriage with the hostages, they would be safe.
As long as they can safely get out of the gate of the City of Hope in the carriage, tonight's plan will basically be a success.
Not only had the New Temple arranged for people outside the city to pick up the remaining soldiers, they had also made plans to escape separately.
Because the main target tonight is Adela in his hand. As long as he brings Adela back, the other young people are insignificant.
At that time, let his subordinates decide for themselves how to deal with them.
If I can escape with the help of these hostages, it doesn't matter if I let them go.
If there is no chance of escape in the end, then kill all the heirs of the holy city before dying. This will surely be the most glorious deed done by the New Temple in recent decades.
Sorry for the late update today! I'll continue writing now!
(End of this chapter)
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