Night Crow Master

call--

The phantom bird's kiss turned into a puddle of liquid in his hand, and then spread across his body along his arm, wrapping him up.

The crow servants beside them blinked suspiciously. Although they could feel the master standing there, their eyes could not catch the appearance of Yate.

As for the reaction of the crow servants, Yate was able to confirm that they really couldn't observe themselves.

"Really..." Yate sighed. Although he is a crow mage and night wizard by profession, he always feels like an assassin, a stalker, and the like.

And now, this hat is really buckled.

Looking around, Yate quickly followed the memorized map route and began to move forward quickly.

And this section of the road, he did not encounter the enemy-the guard who should have appeared here is now dead, and the corpse is placed next to him, and the murderer who killed them was killed by himself not long ago.

When he reached the corner, Yate stopped and squatted down.

The next moment, he felt the pain from his arms, which made him hiss involuntarily.

Looking across the experience slot that had been filled a lot, Yate silently began to adjust his breath.

And the five crow servants stayed in Yate's arms obediently, without making any sound, his master's command was still very effective.

They are in good condition, but with the exception of one that has not used spells, the others have used spells once or twice, and one is injured.

The overall condition is considered good, neither good nor bad.

As for myself, the number of melee combats like the one just now can only be carried out two to three times. No matter how many times it is impossible, the psionic power and mental power are relatively sufficient, although the amount of psychic power is not marked on the system, But he can feel how much his psychic energy is left.

The meditation of dark night poetry that keeps running makes him

His gaze swept out of the window, and the other two crow servants who were watching had also been replaced, and his current combat effectiveness was still acceptable.

Without this Phantom Bird Kiss, he needs to be more careful.

Now with this, he can relax a little bit.

While slowly regaining his strength, Yate carefully fumbled forward.

The effect of Phantom Bird Kiss was also beyond his expectation.

When he carefully rounded a corner, it happened that a guard appeared not far in front of him.

In other words, a pretender dressed as a guard.

Because he didn't use the Crow Servant to explore the way, he could not see the opponent before going around the corner-the opponent was in the blind spot of the corner.

Tap, tap, tap——

The guard, holding the spear in a not very skilled posture, walked not far in front of the nervous Yate, and did not notice Yate who was standing in an empty seat two meters away without any obstacles. Reaction.

With a real understanding of the utility of this magic item, after slightly relieved, Yate scanned the surroundings.

Apart from this camouflage guard, there is no one else.

Although Yate wanted to go up and slash his neck with a dagger, it's better not to consume any more energy now.

His gaze swept across the opponent's neck, and Yate quietly left with a bit of reluctance.

"???"

The camouflage guard scanned the surroundings with some vigilance. For some reason, he felt a chill in his neck.

illusion?

He blinked his eyes, his body was still tight, and he absolutely couldn't do anything with him, otherwise he wouldn't even think of the consequences.

Mrs. Qiangwei, that vicious and powerful lord, left them with endless pain and inextricable fear during the past few years.

Don't want to bear it anymore.

He clenched the spear and continued to inspect.

...

Yate didn't know what the guards in front thought. After walking through the corridor and up the stairs leading to the third floor, he walked cautiously around the guards' vision.

Even with props like Phantom Bird's Kiss, it should not be too slack. While maintaining the speed, he bypassed the guards as much as possible and walked away from them as far as possible.

After passing through a circular corridor, he finally came to the door leading to the destination.

This is an ordinary room, no, it can't even be said to be a room, this is a through hall without doors.

There are no guards inside.

The guard that can be seen is in the corridor behind him, and the other guard, if there is no accident, should be on another circular passage on the other side of the hall.

Compared with the banquet hall on the first floor, this hall is undoubtedly much smaller, less than one-third the size.

Compared with an ordinary room, it is only a circle larger.

From the outside, it's okay for this hall to be full of 60 or 70 people standing there.

However, Yate narrowed his eyes slightly, the size was a bit wrong.

Two circular passages surround the periphery of the central rotunda like two and a half months, with one side leading to the second floor and the other leading to the fourth floor.

At first glance, it seems that there is no problem.

However, Yate recalled that the length and angle of the stairs between the third and second floors were not the correct height.

The memory of that map once again appeared in front of his eyes—the eye-catching red dot.

The specific location of the treasure room is not clearly written on the map, but a red dot is marked on a location on the castle plan.

Yate compared it, and the corresponding positions on the first and second floors were all empty spaces.

In other words, it should be in the third layer and the fourth and fifth layers above.

The treasure room is not located on a certain floor, but in the middle between the second and third floors, below the three floors.

The location of the red dot...

Yate squinted his eyes and walked carefully and cautiously towards the other circular corridor.

Halfway through, he found a dead body.

A male corpse was wearing only a thin and messy undershirt, and his neck was twisted--

This person is...

Yate narrowed his eyes, then who did he see at the party? Is it also a pretender?

A question surfaced, but was immediately pushed down, this matter is not the highest priority.

He quickened his pace and came to the corner between the hall and the second circular corridor.

He looked left and right. From this angle, anyone walking here would not be seen by people in the rotunda or circular corridor. It can be said that as long as they came here, they would temporarily "disappear".

Then...

Yate reached out and took out the parchment from the inventory. In addition to the text and the simple map, there was a bright red mark.

A beautiful red rose.

Glancing left and right, Yate put the parchment in his hand on the wall.

At the next moment, the pale gray stone wall with exquisite patterns engraved like other walls trembled slightly.

Although it was shaking, there was no sound. Yate didn't feel any vibration on the ground, it was just the wall in front of him that was shaking.

After half a second, the vibration was over.

However, there is no change in the wall in front of you.

"Huh?" Yate was slightly confused, and then, he seemed to think of something, and reached out to the wall.

The palm did not touch the wall, but directly passed through.

After a slight pause in his arm, Yate took a deep breath, took a step forward, and then disappeared into the wall.

Not long after he entered, a guard with a long gun walked here along the circular corridor. He scanned the surroundings, then turned around, and continued to return to patrol along the established route.

.......

Time back to the present.

"Baixi! I am stronger than you!!!" Mrs. Qiangwei's white palm was firmly clenched, and between her slender fingers, the faint blue psychic energy condensed into a beautiful blue rose.

The blue rose quietly floated in the palm of the lady's palm, and it seemed that it was just a beautiful flower.

However, no one dares to underestimate it.

Whether it is Viscount Rosa or the people below.

For example, when Mrs. Rose defeated all the defenses of Viscount Rosa, the hands under his robe had already secretly clenched his fists.

And the mercenary president, although he let go of the handles of the double swords because of Mrs. Qiangwei's words, the slightly raised palm with grasping movements also proved his nervousness.

When this faint blue rose appeared, their bodies were tight at the same time.

Balan even couldn't help but put his palms on the swords.

And his actions like this made the lady Rose noticed, she turned her head slightly, and the faint rose emblem was obvious on her white neck.

The pair of crystal eyes looked at Balan: "Are you provoking me?"

"No, I..." Balan was about to answer when he saw the faint blue rose flying towards him in horror.

Can't hide!

When he saw the trace, Balan understood that at his own speed, he could not dodge an attack.

Without any hesitation, those gibbons-like arms pressed down, squeezed the swords around his waist, and pulled out forcefully.

Cross!

With offense instead of defense, a thin white air current gushed out of him, covering both swords.

call--

When the blue rose came in front of him, the double swords cut out in a crossed posture, and a faint white cross emerged.

However, the sharp cross swordsmanship has not been able to resist the blue rose.

When the two touched, the faint blue rose instantly expanded, and countless faint blue flower branches exploded from below. The dense thorns made it look like the center of countless thorns.

The field of vision in front of Balan was instantly shrouded in countless dark blue thorns. The double swords that had been with him for nearly ten years smashed into pieces, and the cracked fragments directly cut his face.

then--

A corpse flew out backwards and hit the wall hard.

At the center of the impact, on the ground, a blue flower bud slowly unfolded the corolla.