Vol 4 Chapter 78: The crappy spy is also a illusion

>This is a very obvious confrontation, because the preciousness of the dragon tooth is beyond imagination for Prince Ozra-it may only be used to make swords or magic props in the eyes of ordinary people, but as a royal prince, he understands that some No one knows the role of things... For example, some advanced machinery hidden deep inside the palace and never displayed in front of the world. A strong and huge natural material may be enough for royal craftsmen to break through some design bottlenecks. (AihonGwenxuom, Rainbow Literature Network)
There are risks, but Ozra has to take risks, because if this dragon tooth can really help the emperor go further, he is willing to offend the ten black widows. .
His sudden participation turned the black widow’s eyes suddenly here—although the prince did not want to provoke the woman in front of him, it does not mean that he really couldn’t afford it. No one in the August Empire dared to touch the mold easily Moreover, it is just an "insignificant" dragon tooth.
"unnecessary."
After the Black Widow threw the highest price of 88,000 gold coins without showing any weakness, Murphy raised his hand to prevent Prince Ozra from continuing to bid, "One dragon tooth, if you really need it, Hyde It’s not just that one tooth is loose.

His friendship was obvious, and the prince was stunned. Was it because Murphys was so generous because he just helped him "credit"?
However, since there was dissuasion, His Royal Highness did not touch the dragon knight's face. He nodded and whispered: "That dragon tooth is very important to me and even the August Empire, if it can be—"
Before he finished speaking, Murphy nodded, and the prince immediately withdrew from the competition without worrying about the black widow in the distance.
The mallet finally settled, and a huge dragon tooth brought the wealth of 88,000 Augustus gold coins to Murphys, but Murphys did not immediately deal with the amazing wealth that was about to come, but directly Said to the maid next to him: "All the gold coupons are handed over to the prince next to me."
"this is...?"
Prince Ozra was completely sullen. He didn't find that Murphy had such a generous side. The nerves were so strong. The huge sum of 80,000 gold coins was also a bit stunned-although compared to the entire empire. Taxes and various other gray and white incomes are not a large number of these coins, but obviously from a population, it is definitely not as simple as imagined.
"Thank you His Royal Highness for solving my urgent needs," Murphy smiled, and then whispered slightly: "I can't spend these gold coins when I hold them, and it's a little hot in my hands..."
He glanced left and right. Scarlett, the "black widow" in the distance, was looking at Hydera's huge dragon teeth at close range without paying attention.
"So, I'll give it to you and I'll take another chance."
"opportunity?"
Prince Ozra said that this guy had other ideas, but asked quietly, "What do you mean?"
"If Prince Prince has time tomorrow, I would also like to visit the empire's armory." Murphy looked at the next item on the platform and whispered: "You know, the continent where I live is about to experience A crisis, and after seeing August’s crossbow, I think some cooperation can gradually come to light."
Prince Ozra was not stupid, and Murphy's words could not be more obvious. He pointed at the empire's weapon of arrogance, the crossbow, and he naturally understood that the inferior crossbow he had previously delivered to the Byzantine messenger had successfully caught Fish, now is the time to close the line.
"There is no problem, but the problem involving the dragon tooth, my brother will consider it carefully."
The prince nodded and patted Murphy's shoulders heartily, agreeing-and at this point Murphy also understood that his harvest at the auction house had exceeded expectations, and the Longya auction dwarfed several items that appeared in the back In the end, there was no more fierce bidding, and the group left the building after the auction. Prince Ozra personally arranged the carriage to see off Murphy-he thanked him and turned to help Ash Candi got into the carriage, and the dark queen who didn't like this set hesitated slightly, and finally stretched out the slender palm gently, put it on Murphy's hand, and stepped up.
Prince Ozra is a bit strange. Of course he doesn’t know much about Byzantine customs. Of course he doesn’t know what
knight etiquette
is. In the Augustus, women are
second-class citizens.
The existence of Scarlett like a black widow is entirely Rare and rare.
woman? It's just a tool for succession, and it's not allowed to be on the table.
Looking at the carriage that Murphy was going away, the prince sighed, and naturally began to contact the next thing to take Murphy to visit the "Arsenal". Obviously after the initial contact, he has already furthered his relationship with Murphy. It is no longer possible to hide some things in the August Empire—Ozra, who turned to board his carriage, was suddenly stunned.
In the distance, Scarlett's distinctive red and black color carriage was slowly passing in front of her. The tall camels with four heads running side by side are the most expensive breeds of the August Empire, and the rest of the Empire will not use it. The deep red came into the eyes, the curtain gently lifted at the instant window, and the eyes projected by the eyes of the sea blue eyes.
Prince Ozra and the black widow stared at each other for a moment, but no one said anything, and the other person put down the curtain gently without saying a word, and left slowly.
"What does she want to do?"
The prince frowned deeply.
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In the carriage, Murphys and Ashcandi didn't comment too much on what just happened at the auction, but focused on the "black widow" who hadn't said two words from beginning to end.
"You mean, she is not from the Augustus?"
Murphy did not understand how Ashcandy came to this conclusion, and the other party would not be Byzantine. Although the posture and attitude from the beginning to the end are very different from ordinary people, there is nothing extraordinary about it. Murphy Si can feel that the opponent's strength is not strong, which means that all the dynamic details of her body can't escape Murphy's eyes.
"Blood, obviously, but she does not have the typical characteristics of blood, such as... body temperature."
Ashcandi raised his palm, the blood temperature of the blood was always lower than that of humans, and Murphy felt every time he touched Ashcandi’s palm, of course...including the soft Lips...
This sentence surprised Murphy, but he neglected the opponent's race. If Ashcandi said that he was a blood race, it would naturally be.
"She only showed her eyes. When you went backstage with the prince, she always sat beside me and didn't speak from beginning to end, just stared at me for a long time."
Ashcandy thought it was funny when he recalled it. Before that, no matter who was staring at him, it was estimated that he had already lifted his hands impatiently and bombarded the other party into scum-and now he can be because of Murphys. And sitting there indifferently for a few minutes without frowning.
Is it possible to say "the power of love is great"?
"The eyes of the blood tribe are slightly different from those of human beings. You may never have noticed this point, but obviously, I can see this kind of detail of the same kind." She always wears a veil and seems to be used to this kind of attire. She didn't take it off, so when she talked to Murphy at the moment, her already charming eyes made Murphy more enchanted-"Why? What are you looking at?"
"Huh? Nothing."
Murphy blinked, then shrugged: "When something is too fascinating, it's easy for people to...go carelessly—"
Say something casually to adjust the atmosphere, so that the queen not only did not have much shame, but instead smiled lightly, leaned gently on the soft seat, and then shifted the topic: "Someone is in front."
Murphy also felt that the carriage stopped because of a signal from someone to stop it. After hearing the voice of the driver and the other party, not long afterwards, a letter was handed over by the driver to Murphy in the carriage from the front.
Unlike the Byzantine parchment, the material of this letter is silk, which is smooth and embroidered with exquisite lines. Murphy lightly touched this expensive "letter paper" and immediately noticed the black and red character logo on it. .
"Letter from the Black Widow."
Regardless of what the driver said, Murphy made an accurate judgment, because he noticed the carriage Scarlett was riding before leaving. The emblem and color style on it were exactly the same as this logo.
"It seems that she has some unclear contact with us," Murphy reached out and gently opened the small seal on the scroll-this "lock" was not a magic circle familiar to Murphys, but a thorough A completely different system of spells, when you put your finger on it, it will automatically open, obviously a high-level magic circle that can be recognized and judged by itself, "This intention has been very much from the beginning to the end of the auction Obvious."
"Why, interested in an exotic blood family?"
Ashcandy's faint words made Murphy suddenly feel inexplicable. He raised his head. He saw the queen's smiling face, and suddenly made a grimace, "I don't think so." Dare to have any other ideas, just think that she intentionally expressed her position in front of Prince Ozra, there must be some stumbling in it."
The queen narrowed her eyes and turned to the letter in Murphy's hand. She said: "We can't understand Auguste, do we need to go back and find someone to translate?"
"and many more--"
Murphy gently pulled open the scroll-like letter in his hand, and his voice fell deep, "I can now confirm your previous judgment."
Ashcandi raised his eyebrows.
"It's Byzantine."
Murphy gently placed the letter in his hand in front of Ashcandi, which is a Byzantine text that he is no longer familiar with. The powerful font of Juanxiu is obviously written by the "black widow" himself, and the signature is written out. : "Scarlett? Gottivan."
"Goddess..."
Ashcandy suddenly started searching in his memory following this familiar word. Obviously this surname had appeared in her mind, but she was frowning tightly but found that she couldn't remember it for a while. Where it belongs.
"It's not uncommon for blood races to cross this ocean and come to this continent, but I think it must have been very early," Murphy rolled up the letter gently, looked out the car window, and then said: "She wants to meet us, but in a private state without guards."
"Things are starting to get interesting, aren't they?"
Ashkandi replied in a disappointed way, then stopped talking, and seemed to be thinking about something.
When the carriage stopped, Murphy still walked off the carriage first. At the moment, the sky was full of stars. When looking up, it felt as if it had fallen into the boundless starry sky. When Murphy stopped in front of the hotel, he suddenly said: "There are some trails behind Guys, I will go straight after I clean up."
"Don't care."
The Queen of the Red Eyes did not stop Murphy, and walked into the hotel where the mission was standing without looking back.
But Murphy looked back at the dark streets and alleys, and disappeared in place.
"despair."
A crunchy sound in the dark appeared unusually abrupt, and when Murphy disappeared, a very clear and clear sound was brought up, and a guy in black was about thirty meters away from where Murphy had just stood. Narrowed his eyes.
This scout is dressed in a black robe. Lurking in the shadows, he doesn’t have any hidden skills that Murphy expected. He looks more like a wizard than a spy. , Because this guy does not have any sharp weapons in the waist but only a simple cane, and the robe on his body is cloth, which can be said to have no protection.
When Murphy's figure appeared behind him, this guy was stunned for a moment. He had not seen anyone behind him and looked around. He couldn't find the figure who had just stood in front of the hotel, but when he was uncovered behind him When the sound of footsteps sounded, he immediately took out his cane and pointed at Murphy!
He didn't know what was said in his mouth, and a faint fluctuation suddenly struck. Murphy frowned-the other party's movement was like slow motion in his eyes. If he wanted to, he could let the other party immediately He was in a different place in the head or lost his fighting power, but when he saw the opponent release the spell in one go, he found that this guy was not a magician in front of him.
What he waved away was not an elemental spell, nor any set of spells he knew. It was invisible and silent, but it enveloped his body instantly.
The scene in front of him was slightly blurred, and Murphy found that he had not lost control of the body. After allowing the opponent to release this spell, Murphy stepped forward, but suddenly found that the scene in front of him had changed.
The man in black with a short stick suddenly disappeared, and the guy who appeared in front of him immediately made Murphy sweat out!
"Karl"! That horrible guy who almost killed Murphy directly!
The other party laughed and threw a slow-moving magic bomb, just like the one that was blocked by the other party when he was tortured in the field...
and many more.
Suddenly, Murphy realized that something was wrong, and he found that it was like revisiting his memory. Everything in front of him was exactly the same as before, and there was no change at all.
Just thinking, the prospects changed again, this time the scene of Murphy will be unforgettable...it is the temple in the middle of the extremely high mountain in the "Shelter"!
Andalil, who was covered with spider legs, was fighting fiercely with Kotrien and Urie. Rams of the Chastu clan also rushed towards himself with a long sword, and then he leaned back into the scene of time and space transmission. .
Ashcandi flashed in front of him, and the fingers extended by the two separated completely before they could touch..
Damn memories!
Murphy found that these things are the things he least wants to remember, but why do they appear at this moment?
Shaking his head, Murphy, who is extremely confident in his own strength, certainly understands his tricks. His willpower is so tough that ordinary people can't imagine. After recognizing this reality, Murphys realized that the scene in front of him was clear- In the dark environment, the guy standing in front of him was holding a wooden stick and chanting to himself, obviously still continuing to cast spells.
It was only after being seen through by Murphys that the huge gap between levels made Murphys immune to the opponent's spell almost immediately.
He took a step forward~EbookFREE.me~ When the other party had not yet responded that his spell had failed, he reached out and pinched the wooden stick in the other party's hand-"click" directly smashed the thing pointing at himself , And then the rapid three-strike combo directly let the fragile guy in front of him directly fell to the ground.
Morpheus stayed abreast of course, and of course understood that even if he was followed by others, he could not kill at will-what if the spy was Prince Ozra? What if he was the Emperor of Augustus behind him?
Reaching up to pick up this already stunned guy, Murphy looked around—or near or far, those guys who had the same purpose in a daze collectively stunned, then took the initiative to step back, and soon disappear In the dark.
And the unlucky ghost carried by Murphy was so stretched out to hold his neck, and walked towards the hotel.
Who would be the crappy spy? Isn't it a bit too underestimate his strength? Murphy was a little depressed. The other party seemed to deliberately expose this flaw to let him find out-because just now he could hear the slight movement of this guy even if he was not keenly aware.
Thinking of the black widow who was going to see him next, Murphy suddenly felt as if he had guessed the answer.