I will be crowned king

The moment he pulled the trigger, Norton Crosell regretted it.

The task given to him by Anson Bach was to "monitor and track" the whereabouts of Carl Bain, and he was repeatedly warned that his actions must not be exposed - unless the chief of staff suddenly became deaf, he must not be unable to hear him who was only two floors away from him. gunshots.

But across the street, Norton really couldn't stand by and watch the attacker who was obviously ready to take action indifferently. For an officer, he obviously trusted his marksmanship more than throwing knives.

Screaming lead bullets traversed the night, but the flames of the gunfire gave the attackers a warning first; so the tiles on the eaves of the church were ground to powder. The attackers, wearing dark coats and covering their faces with stand-up collars and peaked caps, took their time. He jumped off the roof and merged into the dark narrow alley.

Without any hesitation, the lieutenant colonel jumped up decisively. His gray coat spread like wings in the cold wind, revealing his red and black straight military uniform, and hit the ground like a cannonball.

"Boom——!"

Thick military boots exploded into the calm cesspool, and Norton, who was wrapped in gray petals, opened his body with all his strength and sprinted towards the dark alley.

Although he didn't know the other party's identity or purpose, facing the only result he had tracked for two days, Norton had no intention of giving up at all.

After running wildly and hitting the corner, the afterimage of the attacker finally came into view. The opponent was moving very fast, but there was only the sound of one person's footsteps in the dead narrow alley, and the opponent's footprints could not be found in the cesspools everywhere.

But at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much. He gritted his teeth and chased after him, following the flashing afterimage in a straight line from point to point.

The two ran desperately in the long and narrow alley, and the distance between them began to shorten at a speed visible to the naked eye; the Army Lieutenant Colonel gradually became able to completely see each other's back.

He was a very thin boy, with half of his ponytail exposed from behind his peaked cap. At first glance, he might not even be twenty years old. He was very fast and his reactions were quite nimble, but his stumbling appearance clearly didn't understand his surroundings, and he just wanted to take advantage of the terrain. Get rid of yourself with the night.

Although the Third Infantry Regiment was only responsible for the patrol and security of Beluga Port for a short period of time, as a mid-level officer, it is a basic skill to have an in-depth understanding of the area in charge - especially after the experience of previous square riots.

The boy did not dare to rush out of the narrow alley, because there was an extremely open street outside. It was impossible to have pedestrians on the streets of Beluga Harbor late at night in winter. The previous gunshots were the best warning. The consequences of leaving the narrow alley would be to become someone who could be raped. A moving target that fires at will.

Making sharp turns, wall jumping, accelerating run-ups, high-altitude back flips... Like a juggling figure, the young man barely maintained his speed advantage, but the silent Norton always maintained a distance that could not be thrown away; his military boots were in puddles and walls. A deliberate rhythm is beating every now and then, following the heartbeat as if stuck.

With his familiarity with the terrain, the Army Lieutenant Colonel slowly shortened the distance between the two sides.

And finally cracked the secret of why the attacker has no sound - at the moment when the footsteps and body are about to touch the ground or an obstacle, a faint gray light will light up or...smoke that reflects the surrounding light.

The opponent can turn part of the body into smoke while suppressing the magical aura to an undetectable level without affecting normal actions.

The opponent is an inexperienced but extremely talented conjurer!

The moment the thought flashed through his mind, the young man running across the road suddenly changed direction and rushed into the alley next door, leaving a faint shadow of smoke in place; the next second, the smoke with the outline of a human figure "turned around". ", rushing towards the Army Lieutenant Colonel.

"boom!"

This time Norton pulled the trigger without hesitation. The roaring lead bullet tore through the smoke and exploded into a fleeting flame around a cylinder stuck to the center of the wall.

Wait, stick to the wall, cylinder, fire...

not good!

With eyes wide open, Norton decisively kicked off the wall and jumped - there was no point in lying down at this distance. He had to hide outside the alley and rely on the wall as a cover to escape.

The idea was correct, if he had made the decision the first time he saw the smoke...

"boom--!"

A golden-red fire lit up in the narrow alley. The Army Lieutenant Colonel, who was covered in smoke, was like a burning rag doll. He was knocked out by the blast and rolled and landed in the next alley.

It happened to be the direction in which the panicked young man ran away.

Norton raised his head in embarrassment, and met the eyes of the attacker who suddenly stopped.

The wide-eyed boy was suddenly startled, then turned around and ran wildly. At the same time, he threw more cylindrical homemade bombs behind him, which were wrapped in gray smoke and hit Norton.

"stop!"

The Army lieutenant colonel who shouted loudly threw away his coat that was riddled with holes, stood up and rushed towards the bomb that was already close at hand.

Snapped--

Raising his hand to grab the first bomb, Norton pursed his lips and slammed it to the ground. He dragged the smoking sparks of "Jila" forward and shoveled forward. At the same time, he used his inertia to grab the second bomb with his left hand. .

Just when he tried to catch the third one, the smoke surrounding the bomb seemed to sense something and deviated from its direction and flew behind the Army Lieutenant Colonel.

"Boom-boom-boom-!!!"

Three explosions sounded, but only a flash of fire lit up in the long dark alley.

The panting young man stopped at the entrance of the alley, turned his back to the street and looked back; the billowing smoke filled the entire long alley, and in the dead silence there was only the sound of burning, and the military boots beating on the heart could no longer be heard. .

"Huh...huh..." The boy breathed calmly and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

But the moment he turned to leave, he was stunned again by the Army Lieutenant Colonel walking out of the smoke.

Norton, who was unscathed, skillfully rotated his revolver and stepped forward deliberately with a gentle pace; a faint translucent barrier separated him from the surrounding thick smoke.

He, he is a gifted person, a wind knight!

The shocked boy shouted in his heart.

Generates a repulsive force field within a radius of five meters around the body that can be controlled at will. It can not only serve as a barrier for protection, but also instantly crush the enemy into powder.

Norton Crosell calls the power of his bloodline the "dustless ground"... because if he exerts it with all his strength, there will be no dust left within ten meters around him.

It's a pity that I wasn't prepared enough just now, otherwise none of the bombs just exploded; at least two walls were blown down this time, and I'm afraid the regiment will have to use public funds to compensate.

Click——

With the magazine loaded and the hammer ready, the emotionless Army lieutenant colonel pointed the gun at the attacker's right leg.

He had already seen through the boy's flaw. There was a delay between each "partial smoke transformation", and if he dared to turn his whole body into smoke... the flying dust would not be able to outrun the bullets.

The shocked attacker froze for a few seconds, looking at the muzzle of the gun that had been raised, and rushed towards the empty street without much hesitation.

Of course he knows how dangerous this is, but he is not ready to give up his last chance of survival even if he becomes a target!

The Army Lieutenant Colonel quickened his pace, placed his right index finger on the trigger, and raised his gun to aim.

at this time……

"Norton?"

"boom!"

The sudden shout disrupted the Army Lieutenant Colonel's rhythm. The lead bullets splashed on the muddy street, passing by the fleeing teenager.

Norton raised his head in astonishment and looked at the figure who appeared in the alley in the blink of an eye: "Alexei, why are you here?"

"What do you mean I am... I should ask you this!"

The suspected leader of the 2nd Infantry Regiment put his hands in his pockets and hurried forward angrily: "If you are not patrolling the port, what are you doing here alone in Beicheng District? Do you know how hard it is for me to find you?!"

"It's so cold, it's still night! I've eaten enough and have nothing to do but go shopping around the city. It's fun to deal with drunkards and pickpockets, isn't it?"

The corner of Norton's mouth twitched when he was asked. He glanced at the attacker who had almost disappeared at the end of the street. He turned and grabbed Alexei's shoulder:

"I'll explain this later. Let's focus on the child in front of us first..."

"He can't run away!"

Alexei snorted coldly, grabbed Norton's revolver with his right hand, and pulled the trigger without looking.

"boom!"

The roar of the revolver echoed over the empty streets, gradually spreading into the distance.

Then, nothing happened.

Norton blinked and turned to look at Alexey, who was playing tricks:

"Missed?"

"You wait a moment."

The impatient Alexey looked at the direction in which the attacker was escaping without looking back, and deliberately counted down loudly: "Five, four, three, two..."

call--

"Ahhhhhhhhh...!!!!!"

Accompanied by childish screams, a golden-red fire light lit up in the middle of the empty street, lighting up the dark night.

The young man wrapped in flames tried to continue running away, but he soon staggered to the ground and struggled desperately to put out the fire on his body, but to no avail, he fell in the middle of the deserted street in an extremely eye-catching manner.

"I touched him before he ran away."

The proud Alexei pressed the revolver on Norton's chest, raised his chin deliberately without showing off at all, and said: "When the gunshot rings out, he will get nervous. When he gets nervous, his heartbeat will speed up. The rest is just a matter of calculation." Threshold, just let him... ignite before he realizes that he has been attacked."

"No matter how hard you resist, you won't be able to escape even if you're half burned to death."

Burned half to death... Norton rolled his eyes silently:

"I think I reminded you, that's still a child, right?"

"Really?" Alexey shrugged:

"I thought you meant that he was a child. He had a small target, so he had to aim a little before shooting. Besides, who wanted to break the child's legs just now?"

"..."

Norton suddenly didn't want to talk to this guy anymore and silently put away his gun.

But Alexey was not ready to stop complaining: "I just finished my patrol, and I was looking for you to take a break so I could have a rest and have a drink. But your adjutant told me that he hadn't seen you for almost a day!"

"I thought you might be in the parliament and had been temporarily assigned a new task, so I rushed towards the city center. Then I bumped into the chief of staff who was almost losing his mind halfway. He said that something was wrong over there in the church, and he asked me to come over temporarily to search; Guess why, I have been doing useless work for a while!"

"I thought the blockade could be lifted, but I happened to bump into you on the way... Oh, to be precise, it was the explosion, otherwise I might have just asked them to call it a day."

"them?"

Norton interrupted his endless complaints directly: "You sent troops to block the streets?"

"Yes, a company!" Alexei twitched his lips:

"By the way, who are you chasing after, and why are you the only one, and why are you so mysterious?"

"I……"

Norton hesitated to speak. Following Carl Bain was a direct order from Anson Bach, but if he didn't answer like this, he couldn't explain why he was here, chasing a suspicious boy again.

Alexey looked at Norton with twinkling eyes, his curious expression gradually turning into suspicion.

While the two were talking, the fire in the distance had quietly extinguished.

The boy, who was covered in burns, gritted his teeth, supported his body with trembling limbs, and stood up straight bit by bit.

During this process, he kept his head high and locked eyes with the two figures in the distance with his scarlet pupils. He endured the pain to prevent himself from making any sound, and moved cautiously towards the streets and alleys; in order not to be noticed. The magic aura didn't even turn his feet into "smoke", and he tried his best to move his scarred body.

Quick...be careful...just a little bit...just a little bit...right away...

"Boom!"

The sudden sound made the two silent people look back at the same time, looking in the direction where the fire went out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The young man watched in horror as the soil under his feet continued to explode. Black spears stretched out of the ground and stabbed his body from different angles, but each time they missed just a little bit.

In the blink of an eye, several spears had formed a "steel cage". The elbow joints, knee joints, ankles, wrists, neck, waist... the whole body was forced to open completely, like a weird execution rack, trapping the young man in place. .

The black spear pierced the soil... The young man suddenly thought of something and raised his head angrily.

"Boom!"

But he was still a step too late... The spear without the tip stretched out from his back, knocking the boy unconscious with just enough force, and suppressed the roar that was about to break out again.

This... Norton looked up in astonishment. A tall figure wearing a half-top hat and a dark windbreaker appeared on the rooftop of the street. His long golden hair spread behind him with the shadow of a waving gun.

Noticing the glances coming from here, the figure slowly turned around, held the brim of his hat and silently greeted the two of them, then turned and left.

"Who is that?"

Alexei couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know him, but I always feel very familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere - probably a gifted person who stays anonymous and doesn't want to be disturbed?" Norton made a random guess, and then rolled his eyes at Alexey:

"Also, didn't you say he definitely couldn't escape?"

"How do I know this guy can endure it so much? Burns all over his body are no joke. You don't know how painful it is!"

Alexei snorted coldly, and did not forget to wave to the figure leaping from the roof in the distance:

"Thank you for your help, the Storm Legion will never forget it, ma'am!"

Plop!

The moment he finished speaking, the sound of someone spraining their feet came from the alley.