With Ryan's teleportation and the departure of the major clan leaders, the farce in the central square finally came to an end.
The nobles and commoners who came to watch the fun also left the scene one after another.
Sophia got into the carriage with her maid, but she still couldn't calm down for a long time.
She wanted to deny that the underwear was not hers, but it seemed to be the case.
Because the style of the underwear is exactly what she wears.
Moreover, her clothes are usually custom-made by her family’s tailor, so they are rarely the same as others.
And the note said that it was indeed correct, she was indeed wearing pink underwear today.
Sophia opened the car window and watched Ryan leave, gritting her teeth.
"lecher!"
"Scoundrel!"
"rogue!"
The maid looked at her mistress's condition and understood it clearly. The underwear seemed to be really the mistress's.
…
Ryan used teleportation to dodge in the air, followed closely by several major families and masters, and soon they arrived at the wall of the royal city.
There is no airspace in the royal city.
The guards in the royal city looked at the people moving quickly in the sky and were about to order them to come down.
"Hello……"
Before he could say anything, his captain covered his mouth.
"You're fucking going to die! Take a good look at who those people are! They're the patriarchs of several major families, and even the Imperial Guards don't dare to stop you? Are you looking for death?"
The man was obviously a newcomer. He quickly covered his mouth and watched them leave the city with a look of surprise.
Teleportation consumes a lot of magic power, and the spatial magic power in the air is relatively scarce.
If it weren't for the Tianyuan Meditation Technique that was constantly passively replenishing Ryan's magic power.
Ryan's magic power has long been exhausted due to frequent use of teleportation.
Soon, Ryan brought several people from various families to a forest outside the royal city.
The fluctuation of spatial magic power also disappeared.
Ryan found a damaged scroll at the source where the spatial magic fluctuations disappeared.
There is also a note.
Looking at the note, Ryan quickly and secretly hid it in his magic box.
But he couldn't let Fabian behind him find out, otherwise Ryan would have no way to defend himself.
Now we can only put the blame on Harlem.
Who told him to insist on having the box? He just asked for it and opened it in public.
"Father, Harlem should be nearby, not too far away."
Ryan picked up the broken scroll from the ground and showed it to the others.
Brant from Mick's family looked at the scroll in Ryan's hand with his pupils shrinking slightly.
Can this guy really be tracked?
Just relying on the vague magical fluctuations recorded in the book?
For a moment, his evaluation of Ryan was even higher.
Fabian looked even more anxious than Ford. "In that case, let's split up and look for it."
He swore that he would not give up until he killed Harlem.
Brent also nodded thoughtfully, if only he could find Harlem first.
I can ask Ford for some good things, such as the molten fire stone veins and the fractions.
Then, several people chose a direction and began to search for Harlem.
Ryan watched as several families began to take action, and narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the scroll in his hand.
Even though this scroll was damaged and unusable, there was still a lot of energy in Ryan's eyes.
This scroll is truly extraordinary, and Harlem is truly lucky.
Ryan smiled slightly, but you can't escape today.
One of the many magic circles in his eyes suddenly lit up.
A faint dark golden magic appeared from Ryan's hand and wrapped around the scroll.
[Breath Tracking Technique]
There must still be Harlem's scent on this scroll, and using the breath tracking technique at this time will definitely find Harlem.
Suddenly, after the dark golden magic power wrapped around the scroll, the scroll slowly floated up and moved in one direction.
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