One o'clock in the morning.

Rosen used a light spell to illuminate the way ahead, and rode alone on his horse, walking slowly along the country road on the outskirts of Lyon.

The night was extremely dark, with thick "ink" all around, looking like an endless abyss.

"Quack~~Cuckoo~~"

The strange cries of night owls came one after another.

Some sound like strange laughs, some sound like babies crying, and some sound like dying screams, which are extremely creepy.

After walking for a while, we encountered a group of wolves foraging in the fields.

There were at least twenty or thirty of them, each one as strong as a calf and not afraid of people.

After seeing Rosen, he attacked without hesitation.

Naturally, they were wiped out instantly.

But this is because Rosen possesses a divine body of infinite power, and also possesses powerful ordinary spells and powerful artifacts.

If any one of these three is missing, it will be difficult to fight against the wolves head-on.

Not long after repelling the wolves, they walked less than two kilometers and when they were crossing a forest, they encountered three giant black tigers lying in ambush.

They were extremely large, weighing at least 500 kilograms, and were hiding behind the bushes, preparing to attack him.

Such a big guy can actually work as a team and knows how to ambush and attack. Except for the strong ones in the abyss who master the magic weapon, ordinary masters would find it difficult to escape unscathed.

He killed three black tigers one by one with one sword, and shook off the blood on the sword, sighing secretly.

"This demiplane is still in the era when humans and beasts coexist."

The daytime belongs to humans, and the nighttime belongs to beasts.

Fortunately, the target manor was not far from the Tulip Manor. About forty or fifty minutes later, Rosen arrived near the target.

During the entire process, Rosen maintained a time spell called "Undercurrent", the purpose of which was to reduce the noise of his own actions in the river of time to avoid being detected by the opponent.

This is a sophisticated time spell that requires extremely high skills and long endurance. Ordinary time masters can never use it, and it is also a huge challenge for those masters who can use it.

Any slight mistake or lack of strength will lead to failure.

Since Lawson has Lai Fu's help, he naturally doesn't have this worry.

But although the Undercurrent spell is extremely effective, it is not omnipotent.

This spell can only conceal the perception of time masters, but has little effect on ordinary detection sentries.

For example, dogs that guard the house are basically ineffective.

To deal with the guard dogs, you have to resort to the help of ordinary spells.

Therefore, Rosen blessed himself with "Silent Barrier" and "Lightless Barrier".

Although the light spell was on, once the distance exceeded 3 meters, no one could see or hear anything.

He floated towards the manor wall like a ghost.

He soon arrived outside the manor wall, dismounted, tied the horse to the tie post outside the manor gate, cast a calming spell on the horse, and then came to the manor wall, and with a little effort, climbed in.

Not to mention the people, even the dogs in the manor were not alarmed.

Rosen had already figured out the layout of the manor through the tracing spell, and now he was familiar with the bedroom window of the manor owner, Sir Orlant.

The bedroom was on the second floor and the windows were closed, but this naturally did not pose a problem for Rosen, who could cast spells.

First, cast various auxiliary spells on yourself to improve your physical condition to the limit.

He used the magic of levitation to go upstairs, opened the window with the wizard's hand, floated in silently, and then carefully closed the doors and windows.

There was a person sleeping on the big bed. He was the middle-aged man seen in the tracing spell.

He walked over, stood beside the bed, and gently patted the other person's cheek with the cold sword blade.

"Hey~ Stop sleeping, wake up~"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes in a daze. The moment he saw the figure beside the bed, he raised his hand to grab the sword at his side with lightning speed.

This is definitely not a speed that any mortal can achieve.

This means that this guy possesses a divine body, and judging from the speed, the strength of his divine body is very high, much higher than Rosen's 12 rings, but there is still a big gap from the 20-ring witch Patnaros.

I estimate it to be around thirteen or fourteen rings in strength.

Rosen was prepared.

The sword body rotated and swept away the opponent's palm, and the tip of the sword was sent forward to press against his forehead, and penetrated a full half centimeter.

"Behave yourself, or you'll die!"

The middle-aged man on the bed froze immediately, slowly lay down, staring at Rosen without blinking: "Merchant Rosen?"

"That's right."

"How did you find me?"

The other party came too quickly and without any warning, he couldn't understand it.

Rosen didn't answer. With a flash of sword light, he slapped his opponent in the face: "I ask, you answer, don't talk nonsense."

The man looked at Rosen hatefully, but didn't dare to make any unnecessary moves.

"Sir Orante, why did you send someone to kill me?"

"Kill me and I won't tell you."

Rosen smiled coldly, put the sword against the opponent's mouth, and pushed it in little by little.

"If you were not afraid of death, you would have resisted desperately before, instead of being threatened by me."

"You'd better tell me right away. It will be too late after I pierce your head."

Sir Orlant held on for two seconds, and just as the sword was about to pierce his throat, he suddenly spoke in a vague voice: "I say!"

Rosen immediately drew his sword and looked at the other party.

"I serve Talos, the Sage of Order, and he told me to kill you."

This news is consistent with what Patnaros said.

"So, where is Talos hiding?"

"I don't know. The Sage never shows his face in public and has no fixed residence. I don't even know what the Sage looks like."

"How do you get in touch?"

"We usually use Black Crow to communicate."

"Where are you from then?"

"Projected from the plane of glory and splendor."

Rosen continued to ask: "How many people are there like you?"

"There are quite a few. I don't know the exact number, but there should be at least four or five hundred, distributed throughout the demiplane."

Rosen was secretly shocked. This number was really too much.

"What is your purpose?"

Sir Orlant shrugged slightly. "Of course, we serve the lords. This is our destiny that we cannot escape."

"Is it destiny?"

Rosen looked at Sir Orlante lying on the bed and felt the situation was a bit tricky.

He wanted to remove the other party's "destiny" just like he transformed Adela, so that she would lose the reason to fight against him.

But he soon discovered that he did not have this ability.

Because the opponent's soul strength was several levels higher than his, and he had no auxiliary magic weapon at hand, relying solely on the ability of divine body simulation was not enough to turn him against him.

It seems the only option is to silence him.

Sir Orlant vaguely guessed what Rosen meant and said hastily, "You said you wouldn't kill me."

"Many times, a quick death is a reward."

As he spoke, he stared at the other person intently and slowly raised the Sword of Annihilation.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a very condensed time illusion. Two women appeared in the illusion. They were both old acquaintances of his. One was Adela and the other was Patnaros. They were standing on both sides of Sir Orlante's body.

Sir Oranthe still lived.

Rosen was slightly startled: "Why are these two women here?"

The unusual situation caused the murderous intent in his heart to slightly disperse. He changed the stabbing movement of the sword of annihilation in his hand to a slap, and discouraged Sir Orlant's desperate fight. Then he raised his foot and kicked him back onto the bed.

"Don't move!"

He was about to die, but Sir Orlante refused to listen and struggled desperately.

The sword of annihilation pointed forward again and pressed against the opponent's forehead: "I said, don't move!"

This time it worked.

Rosen did not continue to stab forward, but stood there and waited patiently, because such a condensed illusion of time meant that the event happened very recently, probably less than ten minutes.

Sure enough, about two minutes later, there was a gentle tapping sound outside the bedroom window, and a whispered voice: "Rosen~Open the window."

Outside the window is Patnaros.

Rosen had an idea and opened the window with the magician's hand.

Patnaros, dressed in leather armor, jumped in quietly, then untied the rope around her waist and threw her out of the window.

After a while, Adela, with black hair, black eyes, delicate features and wearing a sky blue dress, climbed up the rope and turned around to close the window.

Rosen kept his eyes on Sir Orlante on the bed, and only glanced at the two sisters out of the corner of his eye: "Good evening, ladies."

Patnaros looked at Rosen with curiosity, while Adela behind her had a frosty face, but there was an indescribable light in her black eyes.

"Your Majesty, I feel that you have gained a very powerful time talent, even stronger than me. This is really beyond my expectations."

Patnaros was surprised.

Rosen chuckled: "It's just luck."

After that, he immediately said, "I want to borrow this good thing for a while, is that okay?"

The fun thing is naturally the Orb of Time.

Patnaros smiled and said, "Since Your Majesty has achieved such an amazing success, you can use it as long as you like."

Then she got to the point: "The situation is this, my sister and I are in the same situation as you, and we are also wanted criminals in Antoine."

"In fact, our situation may be even worse than yours, because Antoine knows us much better than Your Majesty does."

"Now, Antowanji's elemental projection, Gaomiel, has created an organization in this demiplane called the Dark Brotherhood. One of their missions is to hunt us down."

"For this reason, my sister and I also formed a wizard association to fight against the Dark Brotherhood's pursuit."

As she spoke, Partnaros walked up to Sir Orlante and kicked the prisoner.

"This knight is a core member of the Dark Brotherhood. My sister and I think that we can develop him into a spy for our wizard association to infiltrate the Dark Brotherhood."

Sir Orlant felt the hope of survival and immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, spy! I am willing to be a spy!"

Rosen understood and believed that the sisters had the ability to persuade members of the Brotherhood to defect, but he was a little curious: "How did you know I was here?"

Patnaros smiled softly: "To be precise, we have not gone far. We have been secretly observing your Majesty's actions and following your Majesty from a distance."

Rosen was a little surprised: "Then you hid it really well."

He was totally unaware.

"After all, we have been entangled with the Dark Brotherhood for countless years, so we still have some experience in hiding. Of course, it is mainly because our souls are much stronger than your Majesty's, and we are far away from your Majesty."

Patnaros explained, then asked with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you agree to let your captive become a spy for the Wizarding Society?"

Rosen took a step back and sheathed his sword. "I have received great help from you. This Sir Orlant should be considered a small reward."

Hearing this, Adela, who had been silent all the time, walked up to Sir Orlante and touched his forehead with her hand.

Patnaros took out a dagger and pointed it at his chin: "Don't move, or I'll pierce your head."

Sir Orlante lay down on his bed without a word.

After a few seconds, he suddenly groaned and his body shook violently, but in order to avoid being killed, he held the mattress tightly with both hands and remained silent.

About ten minutes later, Adela withdrew her hand, a trace of fatigue showing on her face.

"Okay, Sir Orlant, you are now a member of our wizard association. If the Dark Brotherhood has any movements, report to us immediately."

Sir Orlant was soaking wet, but he still quickly got up from the bed and said humbly, "Yes, ladies."

Adela didn't respond, but turned and walked towards the window.

When she passed by Rosen, she looked up and glanced at him, a complex light flashing in her dark eyes. She then retracted her gaze and continued walking forward. When she reached the window, Patnaros finally couldn't help it.

"Sister, didn't you say you wanted to have a good talk with Rosen?"

Adela paused and said, "Yes, we need to have a good talk."

"Rosen, let's go to your Tulip Manor and talk."

Rosen's heart moved slightly: "As you wish, ma'am."

Lao Mo's family affairs have been resolved for the time being, and he will continue to update as normal.

(End of this chapter)