Night Crow Master

Approaching dusk.

In the alleys, the silting snow was not cleaned up, and the footprints were clearly carved in the snow like black handwriting on white paper.

Pedestrians passed by, passing by corners and various places that could obscure the view, unknowingly, put on the robe of a traveler, and then entered the same room.

In a room next to him, a man poked his head out, observed the street, and began to let out the wind.

In the room, four people gathered together.

They are all wearing black robes and masks on their faces, and they cannot see their faces.

"What should I do? The laboratory under the tavern was discovered. When I went to the handover today, I found that the basement was opened by non-spells. There were other traces in it, but no one else was seen." One of them said.

"Where is the person in charge of the tavern these days?" another person asked, saying with a deliberately changed voice.

"I don't know, no one was found when I went in." He shook his head.

"What's in that bucket?" the third person asked aloud.

"It's still there, but there is a trace of being opened and closed, and there is a new sealing spell. It should have been processed." The first person replied.

"Where is that person! What about the handover! Shouldn't they make the mistake of not closing the basement?" The last person said in a sharp voice. Even if the voice was disguised, it could still be heard that it was a female.

"I don't know either." The person who had been answering was a little anxious. "Those **** guys didn't see any trace at all, only blood."

"Killed?" The second person said solemnly.

"I didn't see the corpse, nor did I see the trace of dragging the corpse on the road." The first person shook his head.

"Space props?" the woman screamed, "Who can afford space props, Baron Susha has no space props!"

The price of space props is so high that even a mid-level wizard apprentice may not be able to afford it. Basically, those who can own space props are all those with high power.

"I don't know either!" the first person said a little annoyed.

For them, this kind of thing happened completely unexpected.

"Who has entered the town recently?" the third person asked aloud.

"No abnormal people were found. From the beginning of Winter, only two travelers entered the town of Susha." The second person replied aloud.

At this time, the third person seemed to think of something: "Last night, a wizard came to the baron and made a deal."

"Witch? This time!?" The first person said in surprise, "Could it be that wizard who did it?"

"It's possible." The third person nodded, "But I don't know what the wizard looks like. When the other party came to find the baron, he controlled the shadow servant and came to find Baron Susha through the shadow servant."

"By the way, that wizard claims to be'Sir Clauriedo.' Does anyone know where Clauriedo is?" He continued to ask.

"do not know."

"I don't know either." The second and fourth persons both shook their heads.

"Clauriedo?" The first person wrinkled his face under the mask, and said, "It should be a small town in Colola County, I should remember correctly."

"County of Colola?" Everyone wondered, "Is there a fake? Is this surname fake?"

"I don't know." The third person shook his head. "The other party didn't reveal any more information. After the deal with Baron Susha, the other party disappeared, right..."

He remembered one thing: "The Sir Crowred is carrying a blood crow."

Blood crow?

The other three looked at each other, contract creature?

Several people recorded this feature in their hearts, and then they nodded and continued to ask:

"Is there only this feature? Are there other features?"

They don't know the identities of the other concealers, but the four of them, although they wear masks, have been familiar with each other's general identities because of long conversations.

The third person can learn the news because the other person is from the Baron’s castle, but he doesn’t know who it is.

"I don't know." He shook his head.

"You all pay attention to whether there are suspicious crows. In the current weather, most of the monsters and animals should be hiding. Most crows will migrate south when it is cold, although this is futile in the Kingdom of Alan. Action, but crows will definitely be rare."

"Anyway, don't get too close to the tavern. Just monitor it nearby." The first person shook his head and said, "We were discovered by the Holy See 20 years ago and had to abandon the castle on the Plain of Di Lud. This time we must be cautious. Some, it's about our strength to enter the country, there will be no next 20 years."

The fourth person said with a sharp female voice: "Remember that we induced a demon warlock to occupy the castle? I thought he was bound to die, but... Recently, the town of Di Lud was completely destroyed. The Demon Warlock is back."

She muttered: "He became very strong and directly destroyed Di Lud Town..."

"What are you afraid of? We don't have to worry about this anymore." The third person said, "It has nothing to do with us whether he is dead or not. He can't find us anyway. What we need to pay attention to is the movement of the Holy See and other things. The movement of the lord."

A Duke Rose suddenly appeared from the Red Rose collar, which was already a shock to them. At that time, they dared not do anything.

They were completely safe, and now they saw that Winter was coming, and the news had become a little blocked, they dared to start activities again.

Now their actions have just started for less than ten days, and they cannot hide again because of a small mistake.

"You all pay attention."

"understand!"

"I know."

"Ok."

After the announcement of dissolution, the four black-robed men left the hut in time-sharing directions.

In the shadow in the corner, a blood crow that had been hidden for a long time watched all this proceed.

...

On the other side, the edge of Susha town.

The tombs were not around the castle, which was unexpected by Yate, but after carefully turning over the memories of his predecessors, this seemed to be normal again.

There are necromancers that can desecrate the dead in this world, but the wizards who are the masters have not placed the tombs near the castle for protection...

This is a bit strange.

But that's right, who would want to put the tomb near where he lives.

Not to mention whether it can be accepted physically, but whether it can be accepted psychologically is a question.

There seemed to be no guards here. The Atlantic Crows looked around, and no one was seen nearby.

He came to the cemetery.

This cemetery is not too big, but it has a range of about 100x100.

But this cemetery is not a public cemetery in the town, but a family cemetery.

A tall stone fence encloses an area, and a steel-cast fence gate blocks the passage entrance.

Standing in front of the door, Yate paused in his footsteps. He looked at the door. Although it was covered by snow, there were still some traces around to prove that there should be guards stationed here for a long time.

Because of the heavy snow?

Yate was a little confused, but just then, a warning message from the crow came.

Someone is approaching here.

"Halloran is just one..."

The Phantom Bird's kiss took effect, and Yate's figure disappeared from the snow.

A man in civilian clothes came from a distance.

The other party looked calm, but the look of constantly looking around proved that he should not be a good person.

Close to the cemetery sneakily, no matter how you look at it, it is suspicious.

The man paused halfway through.

Yate noticed that the reason for the other party's pause was-his footprints left on the ground.

It would leave footprints on the snow, which he had also noticed, but he hadn't thought that anyone would approach the cemetery at this time.

The person's footsteps became slower and slower, and the time his eyes stayed on the footprints on the ground became longer and longer. Finally, his eyes stayed on the wall.

At this moment, Yate was standing by the wall.

The footprints looked like they stopped abruptly by the wall.

The man frowned: "Did you turn in?"

It seems that someone should have come to the wall of the cemetery, and then... over the wall and into the cemetery, the footprints did not go back, only forward.

However, his gaze paused again on the snow on the top of the stone wall. The snow was there and it did not fall...

"It's weird... Could it be that it failed to fly in?"

How can you not touch the snow when you go in over the wall?

His gaze turned to the iron gate on the side. Could it be that he climbed in through the iron gate?

"Just deal with it." The man muttered to himself, then walked to the iron gate, turned and looked back, but found no one.

Then he took out a key, opened the lock with ice **** hanging on the edge, and walked in.

Yate just watched the other person walk in without any movement.

"Take it away? What to do? How to do it?" Yate completely observed the other party's self-talk and actions just now.

Shared vision.

On the other wall in the cemetery, a crow's eyes flashed with a humane light.

Through the crow's perspective, Yate could see that after entering the cemetery and closing the door, the man walked behind the wall, tilted his head slightly, and looked out from the iron gate.

Be vigilant.

Such actions by the other party are even more suspicious.

Reminiscent of the situation in the basement of the tavern, he couldn't help wondering whether this person was related to the organization of the Demon Warlock.

After giving orders to hide and gather to the crow, Yate continued to watch the opponent's movements.

After being vigilant for a while, the other party seemed to find no one was following, so he didn't continue to be vigilant, and cast his sight on the wall and the ground.

Immediately he showed a puzzled expression.

Are you wondering if anyone got in over the wall?

Yate didn't take any action, he wanted to see what was going on in the cemetery.

This man doesn't look like a tomb thief, then there is a problem with this place.

The next action of the other party also confirmed this.