Throne of Magical Arcana

Seeing Lucien's mouth, chin, and chest stained with red blood, the security guard didn't listen to his "all right" words, and was anxious to be honest: "Mr. Evans, hold on! Are you on your body? Healing potion? If not, I have a bottle here. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the Golden Cathedral and ask the bishop to treat you! "

This security guard's "loyalty" frightened Lucian. If he invited a bishop-level person to treat himself, it would be easy to find an abnormality in the soul, so he had a hard time pulling out a bottle that he could buy in the church. Ordinary healing potion, drank it slowly, and then waved his hand: "I'm just a minor injury. After drinking the potion, it's okay. And don't forget, I am also a knight and have a strong ability to heal. Although the assassin is powerful , But before the killer was killed, you were stunned. "

I heard Lucian speak smoothly, but was short of gas and mixed with a cough. The security guard finally relieved his heart, then pulled out his sword, and stood beside Lucian in step, fearing that there were other assassins.

However, he reminded him again: "Mr. Evans, a lot of dark blood powers are weird. Even if the wounds are not serious on the surface, they are likely to corrode and damage your internal organs slowly and imperceptibly until they erupt completely. , Even the high-level treatment of Cardinals has no effect, so after dawn, you should go to the Golden Cathedral to find a bishop to double check. "

"Thank you for your reminder. After dawn, I will depend on my own situation. As a knight, I think I can judge my physical condition." Lucian pretended to be stubborn and authentic.

"Okay." The security guard said nothing more. Many people are like this. They are very afraid of death, but they also taboo that others have problems. Before the injury or illness broke out, they always held a strong sense of fortunateness. They were both afraid and troublesome of seeing the doctor or the church pastor and bishop.

Not long after, she noticed that Elisa and Joel rushed into Lucian's room under the protection of private soldiers, and saw that his face was "pale" and his steps "floating". There was no scary condition like blood. Only then left a hanging heart behind.

"Poor little Evans, which **** **** is going to assassinate you ?! You are just a musician, not a knight, not a priest ..." Alisha said in tears, angrily, "Is it you? A competitor in music? "

"Alisa, don't think about it, which musician can afford a knight-level assassin?" Joel inquired some information from the security guard. "Little Evans, did you find anything?"

At this moment, Natasha flew in with Camille through the window, her nose twitched slightly, and she seemed to smell the **** smell that had not completely dissipated, so her expression became a little strange, and soon she was "extraordinarily severe", "imposing" "It's pressing" and asked, "Lucien, what are the characteristics of the assassin?"

"It's just a black shadow, but it gives me a familiar feeling, it seems to be a cultist with silver and white horns ..." In front of everyone, Lucian would not say that he saw a clown and a pair of black gloves, so Pushed to the silver horns that resent the musician Lucian Evans.

"Is they ?!" Alisa faded, and stepped back a little unsteadily. The experience of being abducted by the silver horn and chopping off her fingers was a nightmare she was unwilling to remember.

Joel clasped his hands tightly, and his deep voice was extremely angry: "They even want to avenge you, Evans!"

Apparently, the silver horn was perfectly carried on the black pot.

Sending Joel and Alisa back to the room, sending the security guard away, Natasha said with a smile: "Lucien, do you want to pretend to be assassinated, or are there really assassins? Coming, are you taking advantage of it? "

"Really assassin, probably a fifth-level knight, wearing black gloves and a clown mask." Lucian answered without concealment.

Natasha raised her head slightly. "It seems a little familiar ..."

"It's the night watchman captain clown." Camille kept his solemn face and simply answered, "I've seen him in several operations with the night watchman."

After serving as a night watchman, the information is strictly confidential. Only the tribunal giant, the cardinal or cardinal who presides over the parish can know and will not disclose it to anyone. He usually calls by code or fake name.

They have been living in the dark for a long time, and some have been wearing masks, hoods, cloaks, etc. to hide their looks, so Natasha did not know the specifics of the night watchman in the Vaurit parish, which caused Lucian to listen first. There was no association when it came to the clowns. When Melzer Black Forest designed the night watchman and the silver and white horns to merge, Lucien did not approach, and naturally he did not know which night watchmen and which ones survived.

"Really a night watchman ..." After confirming that he was black gloves, Lucian was half dignified and relaxed. The solemn watchman of the church still focused on himself. They are like crazy dogs. They will never bite if they bite It was easy to relax and relax. He tried in this way, indicating that their suspicions had not been recognized by the upper levels. Otherwise, the Cardinal could quietly use a banquet and concert to perform a magical technique of discernment and investigation. Very easy to draw conclusions.

Camille said with a stern face: "He is a vigil who survived the battle of the Silver Horn in the Black Forest of Melzer."

Camille has no good opinion of "Professor".

"It was him, no wonder I feel familiar." Natasha, who participated in that battle, patted her palm.

How much has Professor Qiong done to them? Lucien finally understood why the night watchman would pursue himself relentlessly.

"But that ’s okay. He directly tried to show that there was no decisive evidence, and the top of the church did not doubt you." Natasha smiled. "I would like to make you an excuse to be seriously ill and someone else to conduct the concert for you. Then, at the end of the concert, a generation of great musicians were called by the Lord, lest he be tempted by the doubtful Cardinal in the Hall of Singing, but now it may not be necessary. "

"That's great. Although in the anti-magic circle of the Holy Hall, I can suppress the abnormality of the soul by blood power, and I don't worry about being seen by cardinals, but Cardinal Salder is the Rev. Holy Spirit. . "Lucien deliberately did not adjust the injured internal organs, and spoke a little breathily." In the apprenticeship of magic, the abnormality of the soul is very small, and it is no different from ordinary people. It does not matter that I appear in front of him, but now I am The four-ring magician has been exposed for a few glances by him. "

Natasha's expression was a little dignified: "After the collapse of the last lock, Cardinal Salder completely retired. He never participated in a concert or hosted a large prayer ceremony. Only the holy city of Reims convened the Cardinal Mission. He only appeared once during the discussion. Lucian, you don't have to worry that he will come to the Singing Hall. Even if you come, you have enough time to pretend that the old disease will recur and replace the command. "

She seems a little worried about Cardinal Sarde's condition.

Then, Natasha's eyes became surprised, and her right hand subconsciously rubbed her chin: "Wait, Lucian, are you already in the ring?"

Because it involves the secrets of the Necropolis, and the Rhine, Lucien did not mention that his magical power has been raised to the fourth ring.

"Sometimes, danger inspires the potential of the soul, as I did when I was in the sewer." Lucien explained for a good reason, a little clear about Cardinal Sarde's situation for the past three years.

"Very good! Lucian, you have two months to reach the age of twenty-one, but you are already a four-ring magician. Even in the last hundred years of the genius of the magic council, you are one of the few outstanding. "Natasha has no doubts about the achievements of her friends, and she has no doubts. After all, this is a real strength." This shows that your arcane talent is very outstanding, and the road will be stronger than others. "

Balussian smiled and shook his head: "I'm still a lot worse than Your Royal Highness You. I remember that when you were an adult, you were already a knight, and when you were twenty-one, you were promoted to level five."

"I'm glad to hear your compliments, but for the Cavaliers, strong will and choice of chivalry are part of it, and the mix of top blood is also part of it. I was able to promote the Grand Cavalier as an adult, although it was inseparable. Hard training and honour, but the main reason is that I am superior in blood, but the advanced knight is more reflective of my own will and chivalry. "Natasha has no pride and inferiority to rely on the nobility of blood to advance quickly. Admit frankly.

Kushiro laughed: "But many top bloodline people haven't stimulated bloodline power by themselves."

"Hey, my knight talent is also very good." Natasha was not modest.

Next, the two talked for a while, and decided the follow-up reaction.

Uh ...

内 Inside a house.

The clown, wearing a funny mask, walked gloomily back to the back room.

"Captain, what did the referee say?" Juliana asked with interest, and Lund and Minsk looked at him anxiously.

Not expecting that Lucien would have unusually valuable fifth-level knight-like items and a sword of at least level four, the clown not only failed, but was seen by Lucien with a mask and black gloves. Omissions, so the court soon received Natasha's protest.

The clown shook his head: "The magistrate used the Horn of White to fake the night watchman to fool the past. After all, to the referee, this is not a glorious thing, and we must try our best to hide it.

But at the same time the magistrate did not listen to my explanation and gave me the most severe warning. If there is another time, I will be tried by the internal court. "

"Let's just give up?" Juliana and Minsk and others asked reluctantly ~ www.readwn.com ~ The clown looked out the window and whispered: "I wake up from the darkness and am called by the Lord to become a vigil People. No matter how cruel and crazy I was in the past, but after taking the oath of the vigil, I have been focusing on fighting evil. So even if I fall into darkness and be wronged by the church, I will not let the evil professor be proud. The earth lives. My glory and my creed will not allow me to give up. "

If it is said that his initial emphasis on professors came from hatred and impaired faces-otherwise why he only targeted him and not other magicians, but by now, he is close to the bottom line, the bottom line of a knight and a night watchman.

"Me too." The other three whispered equally.

The clown looked at them and said his decision: "Okay, let's pretend to give up temporarily, and then wait for an opportunity."

Uh ...

Kekeke, Lucien's severe cough surprised Franz, who helped him write long poems and turn them into songs: "Mr. Evans, are you okay? Take a break and wait until you are well ? "

Lucian paled his face and shook his head firmly: "As the final movement of this symphony is nearing completion, I feel more and more the passion and inspiration of my creation, which is a compliment from my life, I don't want to stop , Can't stop, Franz, do you understand? "(To be continued" This article is provided by Breaking Update Group @ 画 长空 ". If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the first post and vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Support is my greatest motivation.)