overlord the summoner of miracles

In the dark alleys of the city, several men sneak around with suitcases on their backs.

"Hurry up! Don't let those dogs smell it!"

"Oops, worry about something. The Queen's watchdog is long gone, and there is only one child left, what can he do? As for the guards, those wastes, there is still a need to be afraid of them. The

leader of the team naturally knew about this information, but he was obviously not very relieved and still remained cautious and vigilant.

Today, the eight fingers of the kingdom sent special people to trade, bringing with them a large number of addictive drugs.

And in these boxes they carried, except for the gold coins, they were priceless magic props, which were the belongings of the Dolit family at the bottom of the box, and now they are desperate to use all of them as funds for this transaction.

That's why he had to be careful.

The group was neither fast nor slow, and finally arrived at the trading place at the specified time.

"Winds of the Ridiculous" hotel.

On the surface, it is a hotel with poor business, but in fact it is a huge black market.

A large number of shady businesses are gathered here, and they are carried out under the protection of the innkeeper, and the safety factor is extremely high.

Even the Van Domher, the former queen watchdog, didn't seem to smell the filth of the place, at least never heard of anyone coming here to trade and be caught.

The trading team felt relieved the moment they entered the hotel, but the leader was still vigilant.

He was the most trusted bodyguard of the last Lord's Lord, the last Viscount of Dolit before he was stripped of his title, and he was a master of swordsmanship comparable to that of a platinum-level adventurer.

At the same time, it is also the current Dolit family, the most capable master, and sending him to do this transaction is enough to show the importance of the Dolit family.

After communicating with the front desk, I came to the agreed room, and saw that the eight-fingered person had been waiting here for a long time.

There were not many people on the other side, except for four or five people dressed as miscellaneous soldiers, there was only one eye-catching red-haired man.

Unlike the standard black and astringent appearance of the miscellaneous soldier next to him, this young man had neatly combed red hair, wore a blouse embroidered with gold thread, and even exuded the fragrance of roses, he was a swinger at all.

But the chief will not be careless.

Glancing at the man's waist, the sword with its rose-shaped gauntlet reminded him of a famous figure in Eight Fingers.

"A Thousand Kills" Mamvestre, one of the six-armed swordsman.

Mamvester was also observing the leader, and seemed to have noticed that the other party's strength was far inferior to his own, and a cynical smile appeared on his face.

"The goods are here, do you have enough money?" the

leader took a box from his men, which seemed to be fluttering, but when it was opened, it was full of dazzling gold coins.

With the density of gold coins, if this chest was filled, it would not be possible for him to pick it up so easily with his arm strength alone.

This means that the chest has a lightweight spell and is a magic item.

And the next few boxes are the same.

This is to show his heritage?

Mumvest smiled disdainfully, before leaving the kingdom, Sylma had already told him that the Dolit family had already been strong outside, but he didn't expect these guys to still fight to save face.

"Then I'll show you the goods and bring them over. "

Their boxes were carried over by several people, after all, the Black Society is not a good-looking nobleman, and even the box containing black money and stolen goods has to be made into a magic prop.

When the box was opened, there was a package of special medicines.

These medicines are extracted from a special plant juice and are the main ingredient for addictive drugs that are popular in the kingdom's underground.

Not a finished product, this is a request of the Dolit family.

They plan to change the ratio of the extract with the new formula they have researched.

To put it simply, it is to mix water into medicine.

When Mumwest heard this request, everyone was stupid, these people in the Dragon Kingdom are really good at playing, and even this thing is mixed with water?

But the customer is God, people have a lot of money, and the seller naturally doesn't talk nonsense.

"Good, deal set, happy cooperation. "

It's a pleasure to work with. The

two groups of people completed the transaction, but suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing.

Then another voice came from the room.

"What a pleasant deal, I wonder if there is such an honor to take these away?"

a black-clad deacon suddenly appeared in the room, with a charming and eerie smile on his face.

"Hey, what do you mean!"

the leader naturally thought of the deacon as the eight-fingered man who came to the room first, but looking at Mamvestre's expression, it didn't seem to be?"

"I'm just a deacon, I don't need to care.

Mumvest put his hand on his sword, and the cynical smile was gone, replaced by a grave one.

Don't look at him like this, as an assassin, he is careful in everything. Before and after entering this room, they searched no less than ten times with manpower and magic props to confirm that there was no one before preparing to trade.

And I didn't see anyone entering through the doors or windows just now.

Could it be the gust of wind? Impossible, no one could do it that fast, even if he couldn't keep up with the speed of the Boss of Tsulo, at least he could see it with his eyes.

"You'd better be honest, or else... The flow of water accelerated!The battle qi was concentrated!The white thorn!"

Mamvester let go of the hilt of his sword to relax the enemy's vigilance, but suddenly drew his sword and used three martial arts in a row.

His sword and rose thorn is a special weapon strengthened by the spike, and with the two magic spells of [Grinding Meat] and [Assassination Expert] attached to it, it is simply a godsend super spike weapon.

And he himself, although he is weaker than the regular swordsmen of the same level in terms of comprehensive swordsmanship, but in terms of stabbing alone, he is definitely the strongest!

He is confident, even if the kingdom warrior is here, he can only be stabbed helplessly in the face of this sword, and then die painfully under the effect of [Crushing Meat] and [Assassination Expert].

Like an inconspicuous flash of light in the night, this meteor-like stab was extremely fast, hitting the black-clothed deacon's front door.

That handsome face is really better than mine, but that's the end of it.

With a wicked smile, Mumvestre was determined to end the man's life, only to find that the tip of the sword had stopped at a palm's throw from the handsome face.

A pair of fingers, a pair of defenseless... No, if you wear a pair of white gloves, you can't be considered defenseless fingers, but they actually caught his stabbing blow!"

"Is that all there is to it?

Sebastian held up a knife, a silver dinner knife that was too small to be called a weapon.

"Come and don't be rude, I'll fight back a little. "

The silver cold light flashed, and this room, no, it should have been the strongest person in this hotel, fell to the ground and died.

The eight-fingered people who knew the strength of Mamvest were already frightened, and although the people of the Dolit family did not know the situation, they also knew that things were not good and planned to retreat.

Just then, the door was opened, and the innkeeper walked in and saluted respectfully.

"Mr. Deacon, it has been confirmed, and the people associated with them are in this room. Everyone

suddenly realized, and at the same time shocked.

The "ridiculous wind" inn, which has long been regarded as the underworld exchange, is actually the dark line of the Van Dom Hail family

! It is good to eat all black and white, and to raise oneself!

In order to prevent this group of dying people from screaming loudly and disturbing the sleep of other guests, the black-clothed deacon very thoughtfully inserted a table knife in each person's head to teach them to be quiet.

Or that serenity is more appropriate.

"Your strength is truly strong, and the Lord will surely regain its glory with your assistance.

The deacon smiled slightly, and his smile was like a warm sun, which made people feel like a spring breeze...... If you hadn't seen the bloody scene behind him.

"As a deacon of the Van Domher, how can you not even do this. "