The Legend of Fatality

Tangul noticed almost as soon as he entered that the secret entrance of the von Hallstatt's house was destroyed. In the room below the ladder, a strange human smell filled the air. In fact, there are several strange smells, and another smells like a dwarf.

Stupid, stupid! He cursed in his heart, biting the tip of his tail. The spy leader was found. There is no need for a smart mind like Tangul to judge who did it. He still has two people and one dwarf to kill.

Well, these humanoids save him the trouble of tracking them. If they want to intervene in things that do not belong to them, it will be their end.

He nodded to the bone-breaker, his instructions in his mouth. The ladder groaned under the weight of this murloc monster. It climbed the steps quickly like an ape. ————

Bai En shook his head. In this document he was called a prodigal evil guy and disappeared under mysterious circumstances. There is a page in the book about his investigation of the release of blood puppets at the Battle of Bill Barry. Several citizens and soldiers tell stories about what happened at that time. There is also a memo written down with a pencil, the general idea is that further investigation should be carried out.

The rest of the content is nothing more than the blood giants at the port of Realmas that year, he should have been studying this spell. And the missing people in the port area of ​​Rehrmas, the slaves captured by the Fatalin Association, and the mysterious missing slaves on Fatalin Island, etc., and guessed that all these people became victims of their own research on this spell. In the end, the archives seem to borrow someone's comments, saying that the Tallinn Association is because it owns too many black sheep like itself, so this organization should be widely concerned.

Bai En laughed when he saw this comment, maybe there was something worse than the black sheep of Fatalin Association. Maybe he should let Grey Logan look. Maybe there is something about the dwarves in the file. Just when he put this document back and wanted to find it, he heard the door downstairs open.

Damn, he whispered in his heart, he closed the door quietly. He had to wait.

Von Hallstatt knew he was going to be late. He hoped that the ratman was too. He regrets leaving a bad impression on people, even beasts like this ratman. But Emmanuelle is coming back tomorrow, he hopes she can see every detail of the family is perfect.

He imagined that she would repay his diligence with a smile, and he knew that all his efforts were worth it. Even if he had to waste fifteen minutes to punish the young male servant, because he was clumsy in setting up paintings. The flogging servant exhausted the chief judge, sweating, and needing a bath. He picked up a household lantern and lit it. The darkness disappeared from him. Von Hallstatt was about to call a servant to fetch water, when he remembered that he had left them all night, because the ratman was coming. He will have to give up the pleasure of bathing and leave this matter to a later time. The Ratman's news is more important.

Before leaving last night, the ratman hinted that his agents would find a particularly important mutant. Von Hallstatt has to admit that he is more concerned about the assassination plan for the sewer workers. He knew that Khrov and Spade were dead. His agents reported on the fire on the poor street.

It was a very clever job, removing two traitors and fifty rogues at the same time. If you think about it, maybe this rat-man accidentally provided a solution to another problem. Maybe he could set people on fire throughout the new residential area. This will definitely reduce the number of scumbags who worship there.

The thought of burning the dross of society out of their rotten and sinful burrows made him feel warm. He climbed the stairs two steps at a time, and ran down the corridor to his archive room. But when he saw the door opened, his heart sank. Anger filled him. Someone blasphemed his holy place. After Emmanuel, his beloved file is the most important thing in his life. If someone dares to hurt one of them, he will definitely make that person pay the price.

He drew his sword and kicked the door with his feet. A lantern shone on his face.

"Good evening, von Hallstatt." A gentle voice said. "I think you and I have some business to do."

When the Chief Judge's eyes gradually became accustomed to the light in front of him, he recognized the man's face, the man he saw eating with Falheim that night.

"Damn beast, who are you ?!" he shouted.

"My name is Bai En. I am the one who wants to kill you."

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Rudy has never seen so much wine before. The wine cellar is full: the old bottles are covered with a thick layer of dust and spider webs, while the new bottles are only covered with a little dust. There is too much wine here, he doesn't know how one can finish it. He thought to himself if he had many guests.

What is that sound? Maybe nothing. It's better to pretend there is nothing.

Since they found the big mouse in the sewer, nothing has improved. Maybe he can hide. However, he did not find a place to squeeze his burly body into it.

He should go back to the top of the ladder and take a look. He confirmed that he heard the rattling sound of the metal ladder. Yes, he should do it.

He took a sip of water and tried to get himself back into the hidden alcove. His limbs responded slowly. It's as if all power has been exhausted. His heartbeat sounded loud. It ran like he had just ran a mile.

He realized that he had just held his breath and exhaled it with a long sigh. The sound seemed unnaturally loud in silence. He hoped that Gray Logan, and even the pretentious snobbish ghost Bai En, would come back. He didn't like to stay here alone, staying in the basement of a powerful nobleman. He could hardly imagine the wealth and influence of this nobleman.

This is ridiculous, he said to himself. It took him nearly 15 years to go from boy to man ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in the sewer, searching for distortions and monsters in the dark. He should not be afraid. Ah, but it's different now and then. He was still young at the time, with friends and colleagues, Gantt and his brothers, and others, and now they are dead or gone.

The past few days really frightened him. The solid foundation of his life has disappeared. He is alone: ​​no wife, no children. His last friend either disappeared or died. If Bai En was right, he vowed to protect the order of the city, he vowed to defend the rulers of the city, he promised to resist all enemies, and these are now his enemies. Life no longer makes sense.

Wait! There must be something moving in that small room, something heavy has climbed quietly across the edge of the ladder mouth. It's in the cellar.

"Who's there?" Rudy asked. His voice sounded weak and strange. That was the voice of a stranger. The soft footsteps are getting closer. When the lantern appeared in the wine cellar, it revealed its shape. It is very large, one head taller than him, and may weigh twice as much. Under its red fluttering fur was high, raised muscles; long claws slipped out of the sheath of its fingertips. Its face is like a mixture of mice and wolves. It has a chilling, vicious wisdom burning in its pink eyes.

Rudy raised his stick to protect himself, but it jumped up in a jump. For such a large creature, it was amazingly fast. The pain erupted from Rudy's arm holding the weapon, and huge claws bit into the flesh on his wrist. He opened his mouth and screamed. He looked up and saw the pink eyes of Death. He felt the breath of the monster spraying on his face. It smells **** and fresh meat.