Vol 3 Chapter 692: Mantis catching cicadas, carduelis behind

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Shadow Sniper
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In the evening, the dusk faded.
"Ha ha, little brother, thank you so much today. I finally did not come out in vain this time, and toured the temple all over, I got my wish, and finally I got my wish!"
"Master Klee, you're so kind. I just walked with you and did nothing."
"Haha, it's enough to walk, it's an eye-opener ..."
In the laughter, Tang En patted the shoulder of the young knight who accompanied him for an afternoon, and was very satisfied.
This look is not a pretense. After the guidance of the young knight, Tang En is now very familiar with this northern temple. The one thousand gold ticket did not have white flowers, probably because of the eagerness to repay the grace. Even if it was some forbidden places in the temple, after a little hesitation, the young knight also said all the relevant things he knew ...
Knowing these intelligence materials, Tang En has locked several locations, all of which are forbidden areas. If there are no accidents, the transaction record evidence should be here.
Everything went well, and Tang En was naturally in a good mood. Just to make a few more exaggerations, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at what was suddenly a stun, hurriedly pulling the young knight into the wall behind him.
"Uh, Master Klee, how hard you are, what's wrong?" The young knight asked with a doubt on his face when he came to the wall involuntarily.
"Oh, nothing, huh ..." Tang En smiled slightly and looked up. "Oh, it's getting late, no wonder I always feel a little hungry." Touched his belly, "So, my little brother, I It ’s convenient now. Would you please help me make some meals and deliver them to the room?

"Of course no problem, Master Klee. I just don't know what your taste is ..."
Tang En waved his hand indifferently: "Anyway, I don't picky eaters. Oh, by the way, I don't like pasta very much. I only like the steamed rice. There is no way, people are old and their teeth are dead. ……May I?"
The young knight shook his head: "Rice cooked rice ... it may take some time, others are fine."
"Haha, that's good, please ..." Tang said with a frown. Turned around and waved and left quickly, "Uh, no, I'll go and make it easier."
"Okay ..." As he was about to wave, he found that Tang En's figure had disappeared into the corner. The young knight shrugged, lowered his arm and touched somewhere in his arms. Feeling the special texture of the gold ticket paper, his face was overjoyed and he murmured, "Master Klee is such a good man ..."
Hurrying to prepare the time-consuming, overcooked rice, the young knight didn't find it. Just shortly after he left, the figure of "Da Shan Ren" came back sneakily. Looked carefully at the corner of the wall, his body flickered, and he disappeared like a phantom ...
A few hundred meters away, in the most remote corner of the southeast of the northern shrine, in front of several weird tree houses.
"Grand Hebburn left?"
"Yes, Lord Knight. Just this afternoon, Mr. Hibern received the order. He should have left the City of Light."
"Oh ... I see, thank you." Turning away, Xia Wei'an looked a little sorry. However, I didn't think much about it. After all, the Temple of Light is now in an eventful season, and it is normal for a master such as Hibern to go out to sit on the side.
After leaving the tree house area, Xia Wei'an frowned slightly: "When are you going to follow?"
"Let's follow you until you sleep ... uh. Don't think about it, I'm very decent." In the twilight, Owens looked tired and came out, spreading his hands.
Xia Wei'an naturally knew why Owens followed. He looked a little dull and took a soft breath: "I'm not in a good mood now ..."
"and so?"
Stroking the spear, "I'm going to relax, and if you follow along, I don't mind taking you away first."
"Uh, don't be so hard." Owens raised his forehead, speechless, and then spread his hands. "I know what you want to do, but now Zakri lives behind the temple, very far from the residence of the Archbishop. Recently, you have no chance. "
"Really?" He said without a word, then Xia Wei'an stepped northward.
That was the way to the front of the temple, apparently not to find Zakri's obscurity. Owens couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing ...?"
"I said, distracted." Xia Wei'an didn't return his head, and raised his rifle in his right hand. "Don't follow again, this is the last warning!"
Owens heard the footsteps, thought for a while, stood still, and waited for Xia Wei'an's figure to completely disappear into sight, and then waited for about ten seconds before catching his nose and catching up.
"Don't follow me? What a joke ... Well, it's really not easy to be a friend to do what I do! Think about how much I admire myself. It's so great ..."
The muttering to himself was gradually weakening, and then he probably praised his words and the like.
"My aunt! This is narcissistic, or shameless ... but these words are like boasting to me. Well, thinking about this, this guy is quite pleasing except the annoying little white face. "A dark shadow touched his chin in the dark, so said. Then his body flickered and disappeared.
Owens dared to follow Xia Wei'an, naturally relying on it.
Xia Wei'an is very strong and good, but after all, she is not an assassin. For some unscrupulous followers, she can see through the keen sense of danger. But Owens is different. Although he is not a professional assassin, he is unlikely to have any intention of killing Xia Wei'an, so as long as he is careful, he can be sure not to be noticed.
Compared with Owens, the shadow behind him is based on real tracking skills! As long as you are skilled enough and don't risk approaching the sensory range of Xia Wei'an and Owens, even if you have no intentions, you can still follow it successfully.
Xia Wei'an, who walked in the forefront, seemed to just come out and relax, and soon left the temple area and entered the city. However, her whereabouts were a little erratic, she walked around until she walked into a dense residential area with complicated roadways, speeded up swiftly, and disappeared instantly.
As mentioned earlier, the buildings and houses in the City of Light are extremely dense. In such a complex environment, it is undoubtedly difficult to track. At least Owens couldn't ...
Out of the hiding place, looking at the densely populated residential area in front of him, Owens sighed: "I knew it would be ... well, let me guess where you are going, um, luck ..."
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Half an hour later, in front of a small cottage in the city delivering letters and articles, a person with a gray robe covering his face could not enter.
After looking up and down, the owner of the cabin couldn't tell whether the man in the gray robe was male or female, so he said, "Good evening, may I send a letter or something?"
"Send a letter!" The hoarse voice, the gray robe man took out a thick letter and placed it on the counter. Then three waves of gold coins popped out, swallowing the words the owner wanted to ask where to send them.
Three gold coins! There really is no need to ask where to send it. As long as it is not the North Famine, Bran can be delivered anywhere. Of course, it is limited to towns.
"The shrine will always ... OK, no problem." Looking at the words on the outsourcing of the letter, the shop owner nodded without hesitation, accepted three gold coins, and took over the business.
The gray robe man nodded, and said nothing, turned and left the hut.
About five minutes later, the wooden door of the hut was pushed open again, and the owner subconsciously looked up, looking at the handsome young man in holy armor in front of him. Can I help you? "
After all, he lives in the city of Holy Light. Even if the owner is not a believer, he can see that this armor is not ordinary.
"Of course I need your help, but you wo n’t answer when I ask, professional ethics, understand ..." Scratching his head, Owens remembered what looked distressed, "Let me think, the magic spell of the mind Why do you think that it ’s unprofessional ...

Soul magic, as the name suggests, is naturally the magic that controls the mind. Although this is only a low-level magic, it is very easy to use, and knights such as Owens can also successfully cast. Of course, the target can only be civilians.
After the vague words were spelled out, the shop owner's eyes were suddenly empty and confused, and the first question Owens asked was to get the answer he wanted to know.
"A tightly wrapped gray robe man? Oh, that must be her. Well. Where is the thing she sent?"
With the owner ’s guidance, Owens easily got the thick letter, looking at the place above, his mouth twitched, his expression was helpless:
Do n’t do this, even if you expose this shady Will it ever be thoroughly investigated? On the contrary, you will become very dangerous, oh ... "
Shaking his head and sighing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Owens put away the parcel and left the cabin.
What, forgot to know the soul magic of the shop owner?
Come on, it is not easy for a knight to think of casting spells, and he can't expect too much. Just wait a dozen minutes and let the magic go away ... but,
Before the psychic aging had passed, the gray robe man once again opened the wooden door of the hut, looked at the shopkeeper with a stunned expression, and shook his head: "You are smart, but I am not stupid."
Reached out and took out a thick letter again, inserted in the letter to be sent at the back, and turned to leave. When I reached the wooden door, I thought about it, turned around and uttered a vague spell, and immediately before the shop owner's eyes returned to clarity, he went out quietly.
"Sir ..." After regaining consciousness, the owner screamed unconsciously, and then turned to look at the empty hut, a little stunned.
Then, three minutes later, Tang En touched his nose and appeared at the door of the hut, whispered, "What kind of mantis to catch cicadas, just don't put me in the eyes ..."
………… (To be continued ...)