Chapter 209 He Always Takes Everything on His Own

As the sun sets, night falls.

For the vast majority of lower-class people living in the northern part of downtown, it is time to end this hard and tiring day.

Although he did not live a rich life, as soon as he returned home, his wife and children would be waiting for him in the shabby little house, offering him warm milk and freshly baked soft bread. At last, there was some hope in life.

However, for the people in the black street market, their life of making a living has just begun with the arrival of night.

It is a paradise for criminals, filled with violence, blood, chaos, countless assassinations and human trafficking.

Here, you can even see women being raped in the streets, or gang members killing people with body parts and corpses scattered all over the ground.

Even the officials of the empire's civil affairs department were unwilling to pay too much attention to this place that looked like stinky dog ​​shit.

Or maybe, behind this, there were some nobles secretly supporting it.

In short, in such a gray area full of blood and chaos, no matter what happens, it is already commonplace, and it is difficult to attract the attention of those smugglers and slave traders wandering in the black street markets.

That's how it should be.

However, at this moment, gazing at the second bright moon hanging high in the sky, they all felt a chill and trembling from their souls.

No.

That is not the moon at all, but the special ability of some high-level extraordinary being!

"boom!!!"

With the roar of a meteorite landing, shock waves and dust spread to the streets in all directions.

What on earth happened? At this moment, everyone in the Black Street Market, including those wild supernatural beings who came to trade, felt such a terrifying supernatural power directly and up close for the first time.

Everyone was so frightened that they stood still and couldn't move.

Until everything came to a halt, they screamed and caused chaos, and scattered in all directions.

“.”

On the ruins, Tia's whole body was blooming with dazzling and eye-catching moonlight, as cold and noble as a goddess.

The body of the gangster girl Julie lay quietly at her feet, as if she was unable to close her eyes in death. However, the killers who were also lying on the ground in all directions, with unknown deaths or injuries, seemed to be mourning for her.

I'm sorry I couldn't save you.

At this moment, the battle was over. Tia lowered her eyelids and stared at Julie's already cold body.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already overwhelmed by sadness and pain.

It’s not that he has any deep friendship with the girl.

In fact, if it wasn't for helping Lynn, she wouldn't even have thought of using this line.

But the ending was tragic.

It was so tragic that Tia began to doubt herself.

Did I do something wrong? Or, once I got too deeply involved with it, I would inexplicably fall into this tragic cycle?

Not only the street girl Julie, but that guy is also like this.

For some reason, Tia had a vague feeling that ever since she left the Church of Silence and the Goddess, as well as the predetermined fate that was supposed to remain unchanged, everything was like a wild horse running madly towards a tragic ending.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

She clenched the Moonlight Scepter in her hand and slowly walked down from the ruins, ignoring the street killers around her who were all wiped out by her, and walked straight towards the "Hound" Frank who seemed to be frightened.

Just one strike and he destroyed three surrounding blocks?!

In order to give an early warning, this woman even gave those innocent people enough time to escape, as if she had it all under control! I've always heard that those extraordinary people who come from official backgrounds are often well-trained and can easily deal with wild extraordinary people.

At that time, Frank still didn't believe it. He always felt that these black street killers trained by him with wolf-like methods were the ones who truly possessed combat effectiveness.

If we rely on numbers to accumulate, even high-level transcendents can be successfully surrounded and killed!

However, he overlooked one thing.

A small and obvious thing.

In his own world, he is the protagonist, so it is very normal for him to judge certain things based on his subjective assumptions.

But in this complex world composed of countless individuals, he, "Hound" Frank, is just an insignificant extra.

Even if he looked at the Saint Laurent Empire and Grostin, he was just a dog in the hands of the big guys, responsible for handling dirty things.

When used well, it is called a "hound".

Once encountering a being that is worthy of being called the "protagonist" in this world or even in an era, the so-called hound will naturally become a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

At this moment, feeling the girl's indifferent yet murderous gaze, and the cold scepter gently against his throat, Frank fell to his knees in panic with a "thump".

"Don't, don't kill me!" He grew up in the underworld and was naturally flexible. "Miss Saint, no, Your Excellency Saint! Spare my life! I was also instructed by someone and had no choice..."

"You should know why I came to see you today."

Tia seemed to ignore his pleas for mercy and spoke calmly.

But the more she did this, the more fear appeared in Frank's eyes. He had no choice but to answer: "You, you want to know how to get Mr. Lin out of the city, right?"

“.”

Tia did not answer, but pressed the scepter against the other's neck with even more force.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you right now!!!" Frank seemed to have completely given up resistance and took off the space magic device on his wrist. "In fact, when Glostin was first established, many ancient families foresaw the brutality of the power struggle in the future and built escape passages in the manor in advance to prepare for emergencies."

"This bracelet contains a map that records a mansion of the Cortes family near Berna Street in the upper city. There is a similar secret passage hidden in the basement, which leads directly to the small town of Xilin in the suburbs. In terms of efficiency and safety, it is the best choice at the moment."

Before he could finish his words, Tia snatched the storage magic device from his hand, checked it for a while, and after confirming that there were no traps, she used her extraordinary power to activate it.

With the help of her mental power, she quickly found the map that Frank mentioned, and also saw clearly what was in the bracelet.

There were a lot of jewels and wealth piled up inside. In addition, there were several low-level sealed objects emitting faint fluctuations, as well as various elixirs and medicines used to save lives.

Then her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had sensed some unexpected surprise.

It was a bottle of moonlight essence with a faint silver hue, which was in short supply even in the black street market.

Especially in recent years, the Church of Silence has strictly controlled the traceability, resulting in the inability of these moonlight essences to flow out of the market.

Let’s take the simplest example to illustrate this.

Congressman Black, who was paralyzed on one side by Lynn, has not been able to get a bottle of moonlight essence to heal his body until now.

Of course, outsiders have no idea how much family infighting is involved, but it also indirectly proves how precious the moonlight essence is.

If he has this bottle of moonlight essence, his injuries should be able to be healed, right?

Unconsciously, Tia subconsciously thought of the guy who was still lying on the hospital bed.

There was a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

However, this fleeting flaw was clearly captured by Frank who was kneeling on the ground.

A strong sense of viciousness and malice flashed across his eyes.

As a dog in the eyes of the big shots, how could he not know his situation? If he failed, I'm afraid someone else would come to take over soon.

What's more, since he is already a stray dog ​​on the roadside, having grown up in the underworld, he naturally has the courage to fight to the death.

"kill!!!"

In an instant, faint fluctuations of supernatural power burst out from his whole body, and he attacked the girl in front of him.

However, how could Tia, who had been wary of him from the beginning to the end, let this dirty and disgusting guy get close to her? Die.

Just consider it as a memorial to Julie.

Although she rarely killed people before, Tia did not feel any psychological burden when she took action at this moment.

The next second, as the power of moonlight flashed, Frank's body, which had just moved, instantly froze in place.

A bloodstain slowly appeared on his throat.

Then it gradually expanded, with blood splattering outwards.

“Hehe.”

Although his trachea had been cut, at the last moment of his life, there was no panic or fear on Frank's face, as if everything just now was just a disguise.

Not only that, there was also a hint of a strange smile that seemed to indicate that his plan had succeeded.

wrong!

A warning suddenly arose in Tia's heart.

However, she had just used her extraordinary power in the last second, and now she was like riding a roller coaster and diving. There was a very short but ineliminable window period before the next climb.

That is to say, in this short 0.5 seconds, she cannot activate her second ability for defense so frequently.

Frank saw through this and used his own life as bait to allow the killer hiding in the dark to launch the final kill!

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"call out--"

The sharp lavender dagger instantly stabbed at Tia.

“Puff——”

Blood splattered.

"Mr. Priest, the Black Street Market in the North District detected a supernatural being suspected to be from the church using his abilities to fight. It is estimated that his rank is no less than level three!"

In Samuel's Cathedral in the northern part of downtown, hurried reports came from the clergy.

As one of the earliest branch churches of the Church of Silence established in the lower town, Father Andrew, the priest in charge of this area, suddenly looked solemn.

Considering the major events that took place in the church today, it was hard for him not to think of the Saint who had been missing for a long time.

"Immediately organize people to go to the Black Street Market and find out the cause of the incident. No, I will lead the team myself and set off immediately!!!"

As he spoke, he took off the goddess statue from around his neck, straightened his white robe, and walked quickly out of the church.

But at this moment, a young woman with a somewhat nervous look walked into the church.

"I'm sorry, it's not prayer time right now, and the confessional is temporarily closed to the public. Please come back next time when you are free."

The clergy stopped the young woman who seemed to be a believer.

In the past, the appearance of a new believer whom they had never seen before in the northern part of the downtown area, where the overall environment was chaotic and the economy was sluggish, would have been a cause for joy for them.

However, there are more important things to do right now.

Father Andrew glanced at her and prepared to walk out without stopping.

After all, this matter would determine whether he could go one step further in the next three years and be promoted to a high-level clergyman at the church headquarters.

But before he stepped out of the door, the nervous young woman behind him suddenly spoke: "I, I'm here to report a crime!"

The clergyman said helplessly: "Madam, this is a church, not a police station. If you want to report a crime, you should go to..."

“But, that lady who claims to be Tia Euhstie specifically asked me to go to the nearest Church of Silence to report the case!”

The lady raised her voice slightly.

In an instant, Father Andrew's steps suddenly stopped and he turned back in surprise: "What did you say?!"

As if he felt that this was not enough to show how important he was to the news, he quickly turned around and walked to the lady, took a deep breath, and said in the softest tone possible: "Please tell me everything you know."

"Don't worry, this is a church. No one will do anything to you. Your safety will be guaranteed as never before."

Hearing this, the lady was stunned for a few seconds, and then she was obviously relieved. "Well, that's good. I'm a waiter at the Lanting Hotel located at 19 Gusiluo Street, three blocks away from here. I'm responsible for helping guests clean their rooms on weekdays."

"But just now, when a guest who had just checked in took the meal tray at the door of the room, I accidentally found a note hidden under the plate with the words 'Save me' written on it."

"Out of curiosity, I sneaked in when the guest left the room, and then I saw a young lady who looked like she was kidnapped, with her hands and feet tied up and imprisoned in the room. After seeing me, she..."

The waitress spoke very quickly, and many parts of her words were unclear and full of doubts.

However, for Father Andrew and all the clergy present, these doubts could be explained away with various reasons and excuses.

Or perhaps, compared to the story that the saint took Lin En away, this version told by the waitress is more true.

It turned out that the nuns who survived in the old factory were all deceived by the evil magic of the demon named Lynn Bartleron, so they said something that was not true? It turned out that the saint was the one who was kidnapped. She tried her best to resist, but still failed and was seriously injured? It turned out that she never gave up the struggle and never bowed to the evil forces?

It turns out that everything was a misunderstanding between the church and the world?

Father Andrew was almost furious when he thought about the fact that Her Excellency the Saint was still being insulted by the villain who murdered the prince.

Lynn Bartleron, the Church of Silence is irreconcilable with you!!! Thinking of this, he smiled gratefully at the waitress and then changed his previous instructions.

"Everyone, go out now and go to the Lanting Hotel with this priest. We must rescue Her Excellency the Saint safely!!!"

"yes!!!"

For a moment, clergymen came and went throughout Samuel Cathedral, preparing for the fierce battle that might take place later.

Looking at the scene in front of her, the waitress suddenly shuddered all over, as if she had just woken up from some false lie.

Recalling the look of the sickly young man lying on the bed with red eyes in the afternoon, she still felt a chill in her heart.

I always feel like I'm involved in some trouble.

Although she knew very well that the actual situation in the room was not what she had just said, and everything at the moment was merely the manipulation and arrangement of the young man.

But now that things have come to this, she doesn't want to reveal the truth to avoid any further complications.

I had to leave in a hurry after saying goodbye to the clergy.

When Tia, dressed up again, returned to the hotel and came to the door of the room, she did not rush to open the door.

She pulled out a small dressing mirror from her pocket and saw her current appearance clearly in the dim light in the corridor.

His face was still a little pale, as if he had lost too much blood, but other than that, there was nothing unusual about him.

However, the wound on her shoulder was still causing her excruciating pain, causing her brows to slightly frown from time to time, making her look even more pitiful.

Tia managed to dodge the knife attack at the black street market after all.

Even so, he paid the price of having a scar on his shoulder.

Unfortunately, the situation was critical at the time and she had no time to catch the killer and interrogate him. She could only hurriedly ask someone to bury Julie before the official supernatural personnel arrived, and then left the black street market.

In addition, the dagger seemed to be some kind of sealed object with strange effects.

No matter how she treated it afterwards, the wound seemed unable to heal, and there was even a faint smell of corruption.

If the curse cannot be removed for a long time, it may endanger one's life.

I can only use my extraordinary powers to resist temporarily.

However, it is not difficult to heal this injury. You just need to take the bottle of moonlight liquid in Frank's storage magic device.

However, as soon as this thought arose in her mind, it was instantly dispelled by Tia.

He squeezed the bottle of moonlight essence in his pocket, and for some reason, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was as if he had foreseen the surprise and joy on that guy's face when he handed the potion to him calmly.

However, the next second, Tia came back to her senses and looked at her own gentle expression in the dressing mirror, and was stunned.

She took a deep breath, gently raised her uninjured hand, and rubbed the corners of her eyes, trying to dispel the gentle expression on her face and make herself look as cold as usual.

After confirming again and again that there was nothing wrong with herself in the mirror, Tia finally felt relieved, grasped the cold brass handle, and slowly opened the door.

(End of this chapter)