I! The Salted Fish Law God Was Eavesdropped On By Master Loli

Lynn smiled slightly.

This wind is called the wind of silence.

This is a special ability that the King of Secret Source comes with.

The quiet wind can ignore all visible things and act directly on the soul of people, making people fall asleep.

That's why Nanako and the others will fall asleep quickly.

However, after learning that it was the king of the secret source, Lynn relaxed instead.

Because a thousand years ago, he and the King of Secret Source were true allies and the main force against the coming of the gods together.

Lynn naturally knows a lot about the King of Secret Sources.

As the supreme controller of the secret source, a creature that has survived from ancient times, his character is not violent, but surprisingly gentle and approachable.

For mortals who accidentally offend him.

His most severe punishment is to turn them into pigs, and then turn them back when he feels that it is almost the same.

Less like punishment, more like some kind of prank.

Compared to those ancient existences that would be wiped out at every turn, he was definitely a gentle existence.

So after seeing those girls who were turned into pigs in Winter Spring Valley.

Lynn thought of him immediately.

That's why he came here.

[According to the breath, it is undoubtedly him, but I always feel a little weird, and his state seems to be a little wrong. 】

Lynn thought.

He turned around, wanting to go out to investigate.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a rustling footstep coming from downstairs.

He suddenly moved in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

[Ha ha ha, isn't this someone from the Holy See? interesting. 】

[It seems that it was indeed the power of the Holy See that blocked the influence of the Wind of Tranquility just now. 】

[Does this want to take advantage of the fact that we are sleeping, planning to do something to Master Loli and the others? 】

[Yes, very thoughtful. 】

...

outside the door.

The two knights quickly rushed to the sides of the gate, holding the blades in their hands, and winked vigilantly behind them.

"Master Marshall, do you want to do it?"

Marshall narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Do it!"

boom--

The two knights kicked open the door instantly.

The dozen or so knights behind him rushed in directly, and the blade refracted the dim light in the room as they filed in.

Although Alex was hesitant, he still rushed in.

But the next moment they rushed in, they stopped immediately.

I saw it in the room.

A man in a black robe with a big hood on his head was sitting on a chair with the lights on, flipping through the books in his hand.

As if deaf to their sudden intrusion.

The surrounding atmosphere instantly quieted down.

Marshall frowned.

His eyes looked around the room, and then he landed on the bed that was blocked by the curtains.

Without further ado, he was about to walk over with his sword in hand.

"If I were you, I wouldn't act rashly."

Lynn tapped his temples and smiled lightly:

"Otherwise, you may die miserably."

As soon as these words came out, Marshall turned back suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at him and said:

"who are you?"

Lynn flipped the pages in his hand and said, "Shouldn't I be the one to ask this sentence? Do you know the consequences of breaking into someone's room without permission?"

The voice was extraordinarily gentle, and it seemed that there was no fluctuation at all because it was surrounded by dozens of well-armed knights.

Marshall stared at him, his hand slowly gripping the hilt.

"Master Marshall..." Alex said hesitantly, "Didn't you say that except in the church, all people will be affected by the wind of curse... Then this person..."

Marshall said in a low voice: "I don't know, maybe it's just better luck."

Do not.

It should be more than just luck not being affected.

Although I couldn't feel any breath from this man, I don't know why, but it gave him a very dangerous feeling.

It seems that he is not facing a person at all, but some kind of giant beast that has existed since ancient times...

"You are also a mage of Winterspring?" Marshall asked in a low voice.

Lynn looked at the hand in his hand intently, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Why, do you have a grudge against the mage of Winterspring?"

Marshall said indifferently: "Those mages provided us with false potions, and almost killed hundreds of our soldiers, what do you think?!"

This statement came out.

Lynn couldn't help but laugh.

He closed the book, crossed Erlang's legs, faced them, held his chin, and said with a smile:

"Provided? It should be said that you stole it?"

"I stole our half-finished potion, and now I still want to trouble us. This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard in this world, hahahaha!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around them suddenly became angry.

Lynn joked: "So, does the butt still hurt? If it still hurts, I have a special medicine here. Would you like to buy some and apply it externally? As for the effect, I can't guarantee it."

Look at that playful look.

Marshall instantly thought of the unforgettable scene he experienced at noon.

Hundreds of big men are doing some bad actions...

Marshall was blown away by this sentence almost immediately.

His face flushed with anger.

Fingers clenched tightly.

Even a certain part behind him has some faint signs of being unable to hold on to cracking.

Lynn was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No way, you're angry? Don't, if it's just sewed, you better not get angry, or it will crack again. If it cracks too much, then it's true. Can't sew."

Lynn spread out his hands and said with a smile: "Of course, if you are welding with iron wire, then treat it like I didn't say it."

This statement came out.

Marshall's face was flushed with anger, and his eyes were wide open.

Looking at his expression, Lynn was startled and hesitantly said, "Wait, you didn't really use iron wire to weld it, did you?"

Marshall's whole body shuddered.

Then he immediately felt the strange gazes from his subordinates around him.

His whole body trembled with anger.

But at this time.

click-

A sound of metal collapsing.

In an instant, the whole place was silent.

I saw a small iron wire fell from behind him with a clatter, which was particularly eye-catching.

"..."

"..."

"Hahahahaha!" Lynn finally couldn't help laughing, slapped the table and said:

"You are really the coolest person I've ever seen, but I didn't expect you to actually use iron wire! Wouldn't that make you panic?! Also, when you pull the baba, will you pull it directly? A nine-square grid?! Hahahaha!"

Lynn's harsh laughter echoed throughout the room.

In Marshall's mind, a pile of cakes like a nine-square grid immediately appeared.

"I...I'm so..."

His whole body trembled.

Especially the piercing laughter, which is simply a maddening frenzy against his face!

Deceiving too much!

It's so deceiving! !

"I killed you so much!!"

With a roar, he drew his blade in an instant, and slashed at Lynn's head.

He Marshall has never suffered this kind of mockery since he was a child.

For a moment.

His blade was less than five centimeters from Lynn's head.

He seemed to have seen the scene where everyone's heads fell to the ground.

But in the next moment.

sonorous—

A loud bang.

The two fingers gently blocked the blade he cut out, and the moment the blade hit the two fingers, it collapsed into countless fragments.

Immediately there was a look of shock on his face.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the knights around also changed greatly, and they almost subconsciously pulled out their swords.

click -

click -

click -

A loud bang.

The moment they drew the blade, Lynn snapped his fingers lightly.

The blade in their hands suddenly cracked countless cracks, and then exploded, turning into countless fragments.

Da da da--

Everyone backed away, and their faces instantly turned pale.

Lynn took a deep breath and said, "Don't give me a chance to pretend, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."