Chapter 68
Samuel was enjoying the fun, so he looked away and continued reading without saying a word, showing no intention of reminding the young believer.
After the silver-haired young man yawned sleepily, he asked Samuel, blew out the candle and prepared to go to bed.
When the night is quiet.
A small pool of red liquid silently flowed in from the crack of the door. It twisted on the ground like it had life, and turned into a bloody little man the size of a palm, with his facial features faintly visible. The little man looked up, found the bed, and then floated over.
If the two of them opened their eyes at this moment, they would be able to meet the gaze of the strange bloody man who was an arm's length away.
He was sleeping so soundly... For a swordsman with a little strength and alertness, the smell of blood was obvious enough. That was why he had alerted the guards before and had to kill them to silence them. But even if these two people didn't notice anything, they had to die, otherwise he wouldn't be able to come in and search for the entrance to the treasure room.
The bloody man turned into trickles of water and rushed into the guards' nostrils and lips, trying to suffocate them to death.
Samuel never covers himself with a blanket. He originally crosses his fingers on his abdomen with one leg bent. His strong body and alert sleeping posture make attackers most defensive, so they focus more attention on him.
The hand under the quilt moved. Without opening his eyes, Elphis lifted the quilt to cover the attacker before the attacker could react. A large area of the quilt was immediately soaked with blood!
There was blood-colored vapor rising, and seeing that the little man was about to condense again, Al was too lazy to care about this puppet. He turned over and went out the door.
During this time, Samuel just lazily raised his eyelids and looked at him without moving his body, silently looking at the blood splashing on his face - the little bastard really doesn't know how to do things, how could he leave the bastards in the place where he rests?
After leaving the room, the young man threw a stone at a house dozens of meters away, and then chose a direction without stopping for a moment. The others who were awakened by the stone saw from afar that Al's house was open and there was no movement, so they quickly dispersed and began to look for people.
Elphis went straight to the well, but there was no one there. He was not in a hurry to change places, as he believed his companions would disperse and search, and there was no need for him to wander around blindly.
From a rational analysis, the blood puppet is more like a means of a water mage, and every mage would like to fight in the most favorable environment for himself. For the water system, only the well is the most suitable place, which can quickly draw a large amount of water elements for attack.
He looked around, but there was nothing unusual in the covered areas. However, Elphis did not believe that the other party was hiding somewhere farther away, so he wanted to slip away when the sneak attack failed.
Once he runs away, someone will spread the news of his ability, and then the accusation of the dark race will be self-defeating, so the other party will not retreat easily, and will at least use the skills they used against the previous victims to decide the outcome.
Little did they know that Bauman, the attacker, really wanted to escape from here immediately this time!
The wealthy merchants he chose each time were not particularly wealthy, which meant that their homes were not well guarded, and there were no powerful traps, let alone guards who could defeat him! Unexpectedly, this time he met a guy whose depth was completely unpredictable!
What he feared now was not the extremely exquisite-looking guard who had chased out quickly, but the man who remained on the bed without moving. The moment his puppet disappeared without any resistance, Bauman felt deeply frightened, as if it was he himself who disappeared... and the other party's indifferent eyes clearly expressed the emotion of complete indifference, which made the attacker more aware of this man's strength.
Bauman clenched his staff tightly. He wanted to escape from here as soon as possible. No, he wanted to escape from this city! How could a small businessman hire such a powerful guard? This must be a trap for him!
The man regretted it deeply. If he had known earlier, he would not have imitated the black magician's method to clear his suspicion! He actually attracted such a strong pursuer. He didn't know how they knew that I would choose this place...
Bauman didn't dare to go out now. He was afraid that he would run into the guards. If they couldn't find him, they would think he had already escaped and would search further away. It would be better to go out during the day...
This was a cautious idea, but thinking of the man who destroyed his puppet, Bowman was always uneasy...
Unexpectedly, the space where he was hiding began to fluctuate violently, and several white lights rushed towards him!
Al was standing by the well. After noticing that the light arrow technique was broken, his scattered eyes suddenly focused and stared at the well water that seemed dark in the night - he had just tried it out, but he didn't expect it to be really hidden here.
"If you don't come out, I'll throw a lightning scroll into the well."
Bowman already knew that the person above was a light mage. Among the light mages he had heard of, even those young men under fifty were stronger than him! He gritted his teeth and thought, since they were from the Church, they would not delve into the existence of beings other than dark species, and they were the most benevolent force...
The well water gurgled up, sending out a person whose robe was not wet. Bauman showed his weakness before he even showed his head. "Sir, please wait a moment! I can explain..."
Before he could finish, a gust of wind whistled by, and he had just emerged halfway from the well, and before he could see the person coming, he was hit on the back by a hard object and fell forward. Bauman quickly grabbed the edge of the well, not even caring about his staff. He only remembered his weapon after hearing the "thump" sound of falling into the water!
Having just used his staff to hit someone and defeat the enemy quickly, Elphis was in a good mood. He had long felt that hitting someone with this staff was very handy, but unfortunately he had never had the opportunity to practice. This time, his expectations were finally met. He originally wanted to hit the head, but he was also practicing swordplay and had a lot of strength. He was worried that the person would die after a single hit, so he changed his position in time.
Not to mention, this move is very suitable for use on fragile mages. As long as the opponent's defense and dodge are not fast enough, it is difficult to avoid his attack speed.
The attacker was a middle-aged man with three white eyes, high cheekbones, and a hooked nose. He was not an easy person to get along with. The wizard was physically weak, and he had just bled a lot and became a puppet. He was already in a mess after climbing for a few seconds. He could naturally use magic to escape temporarily, but in order to appear weak and harmless, he just stood there and begged for mercy, "Your Excellency the Priest, I will never steal again! Since this is my first time making a mistake, please give me a chance to start a new life and don't judge me, okay?"
The extremely handsome young man looked down at him, his deep blue eyes like the eternally calm night sky, high above, not caring at all how pitifully the creatures on the ground were begging.
The young man didn't move at all, but a long white chain appeared in the air. As if it had consciousness, it quickly tied up the attacker like a worm and dragged him out. The head of the chain fell into the slender and white hands of its owner.
Bauman was dragged away effortlessly by the priest. While begging for mercy, he moved his fingers slightly and summoned the staff in the well back into the space ring.
Elphis didn't care whether his companions were present or not. He brought them over mainly to show Samuel. However, the attacker kept shouting all the way, and the swordsman's hearing was very sharp, so the others soon heard the sound and rushed over.
When he returned to his residence, he saw Samuel leaning against the door frame with his arms folded, looking lazily in his direction. A few meters away, Dean Klevich was staring at Samuel without concealing his gaze.
Al's heart skipped a beat and he walked over quickly. "We caught him. He's a water mage. Would you like to interrogate him, Dean?"
Interrogation?! Bauman's face twisted for a moment. He had been making up stories, but the pretty boy didn't believe a word of them!
Klevich's attention was diverted. He shook his head slowly, "There's nothing to judge. A life for a life. Al killed him directly, or handed him over to the city guards to be hanged." He didn't consider whether he had arrested the wrong person. For the strong, they focus more on the overall situation rather than individuals. Even if the murderer is not this man, but just a thief, let him die...
The man on the ground had a terrified look on his face and hurriedly shouted, "No, no, no, I didn't kill anyone! I just wanted to steal some property! Please believe me!"
At this time, Raymond was eager to try and said, "Your Highness, I will interrogate him!"
Among the people present, Raymond hated this person who ruined the reputation of the dark faction the most. He didn't care if there was any evidence or not. Since his "master" said it was this guy, then it must be him. Raymond stepped heavily on the ugly human and asked viciously, "You dare to say that you didn't kill anyone during the previous thefts? If you don't want to suffer, tell the truth. What magic spell did you use to kill the five guards?"
Bauman didn't even have time to be shocked by what the word "Your Highness" meant. He hurriedly cried out with a bitter face: "What do you mean by previous times? Today is my first time stealing. You are all from the Holy See, and you must be fair people who value evidence. If you don't believe me, you can search the valuables in my space ring to see if there is anything stolen!"
Al chuckled. The blood puppet's previous actions clearly showed that it wanted to kill them.
Austin also started to join in the fun, and the three of them were talking as noisy as five hundred ducks. Samuel went back to the house in disgust.
Seeing that the boss didn't want to waste time with the attacker, Al ordered the two knights to take the man away for interrogation, then went into the house, closed the door, and went to sleep - he didn't want to stay up all night and disrupt his sleep and rest schedule.
The dean, who had lost interest after knowing that the murderer was a water mage, also returned to his room. He felt that he could stay with Elphis for a while, get to know the little guy better, and observe the child named Winster.
Although Winster showed no respect for him as he did a few days ago, strangely, he felt the temperament of a superior from that kid tonight, and he was completely different from before...
On the other side, Al was asking worriedly, "Did the dean say anything to you?"
Samuel stared at the quilt with a frown, even though there wasn't a trace of blood on it, he still felt that it was stained with a disgusting smell and could not be used.
The god looked unhappy, and walked to another empty bed and instructed the little believer to do something, "Bring out new bedding and sleep over here."
So delicate...
Al pursed his lips, swallowing the comment, and continued to ask questions about the dean while making his bed.
Samuel stood by like an overseer. “He asked me why I didn’t go help you?”
"How did you answer?" Al was nervous. He was worried that this willful god would say something arrogant and attract the attention of the dean.
Samuel snorted and laughed, his tone casual, "Why should I talk to him."
“……” I can’t imagine how embarrassed the dean was at that time.
You should pretend to be a human being sometimes!
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