Chapter 213

In the south of the city of eboden, five members of the night watchman were running desperately in a dark alley with overflowing sewage.

Just outside this alley, even within a few steps of them, groups of patrol guards have broken the "tacit understanding" with gangsters in the past and began house by house search. The streets were full of armed guards with torches.

They dare not stop, or even look back. Once caught, the consequences are unimaginable - whether it is the Bellini family or eboden's free parliament, it is impossible to let them go.

Peter FASA, who was almost collapsed, walked carefully out of the deep lane and came to a dry well. After confirming that there was no ambush around, he took a long sigh of relief and waved his hands behind him. The remaining four night watchmen came one after another and collapsed to the ground as if they had been drained of their strength, breathing like a dying fish.

The two most miserable simply lay down on the dry well, their collapsed bodies twitched involuntarily, and viscous white foam constantly seeped from the corners of their mouths. They didn't pass out directly until they were pressed by the brothers next to them.

Not every wizard has a constitution that is almost immune to the void like a guy with black hair - for them, using the high-order magic spell that directly acts on the body like "beyond perception" is no different from taking drugs. People with strong physique may persist for a longer time, but most of them can't last for an hour.

A quarter of an hour is the limit for people who prefer wizards and poor physique, such as Peter FASA. This is the main reason why the other four people are responsible for attracting attention, and he is responsible for taking the opportunity to steal the medicine.

But what's the use of saying this now? It's all over! Peter curled up, his cheeks trembling - this was their last chance, and the Bellini family would never have another time.

Ayn Rand... Now just thinking of the name, he felt unparalleled pain and entanglement, and the original anger became extremely complicated.

Yes, if it weren't for him, he would have succeeded now; But similarly, without the cooperation of the dark haired wizard, he and his companions could not successfully retreat.

Although the operation failed again, it was very embarrassing. But if you were lucky enough to be luckier than the last time - Lord Ruth infinite personally led the team, but in the end, not only the night watchman of eboden was almost killed, but even Lord Ruth himself was injured, and the whole left hand turned into a mass of rotten meat mud.

And now... At least they're still alive. Peter wanted to smile bitterly, but he was too tired to laugh.

"Peter, what shall we do next?"

One is a little neutral, but can still hear the girl's voice. He turned his head wearily, and a red haired girl lying by the dry well, collapsed so that she could only lie on it, was looking at him in confusion.

He knew that the remaining brothers were watching him, and everyone was counting on him to come up with a plan, but... Now even the last hope is gone, what else can he do?

I'm not Lord Ruth infinite, nor are I those experienced and scheming predecessors - they all died in the last raid. The whole night watchman of eboden is only myself and the four guys behind me who can barely be regarded as "trainee night watchmen".

They all know that even this "raid" is only the last time they want to prove their unauthorized action. Lord Ruth infinite did not give them any orders.

Perhaps in the eyes of adults, eboden's night watchman can be regarded as "all out"?

"I, I don't know!"

Peter roared with some self pity: "what else can we do now?! the last action also failed. Lord LUT infinite never contacted us again. We were just abandoned - what do you think we should do next? Who can tell me?!"

"If you don't mind, can you listen to my advice first?"

In the quiet deep lane, the sound of understatement was also clear, like a falling silver needle. Several alert people immediately raised their heads, and Peter stood up directly:

"Who?!"

"An old friend." with steady footsteps, a figure hiding in the shadow came out. Not a pretty face, a beautiful red and black dress, of course, the most important and impressive... That messy black hair.

"Is that you?!"

The red haired night watchman roared angrily and struggled to get up from the dry well. He just wanted to pull out the dagger, but Peter stopped him.

"Vera, go to the back." Peter FASA, with a complicated expression, looked calm and obviously waited for his dark haired wizard here: "Ayn Rand, what are you going to do?"

"Your ring is missing. I'm here to return things." shrugging his shoulders, Lauren threw the fluorite ring to Peter. "By the way, tell your friends to put down their weapons. I'm not here to fight with you, but I don't mind letting you lie down first."

"You?!"

"Vera!" Peter stopped the night watchman next to him again and stared at Loren with vigilance - he had seen Loren's skill in the banquet hall and could put himself down in one move after using "beyond perception", which is no longer the level of an ordinary wizard or wandering knight.

"Before that, tell us one thing." Peter stared at him vigilantly. "How did you find us?"

Loren was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to ask this question. He looked back and shook his head helplessly: "although I want to explain to you, I don't have time now."

"What do you mean?" although they almost collapsed, Peter and the remaining four night watchmen still clung to the dagger. It was obvious that they still didn't trust the guy who suddenly appeared and just hurt them.

"That means you don't realize what a terrible thing you've done." the black haired wizard's expression is very helpless: "or do you think the Bellini family will let you go as long as you don't succeed?

Don't be kidding. You just completely annoyed a family with strong strength and financial resources. Even if you dig three feet, they will try their best to dig you out!

You may think that you can be relieved to escape the patrol guard; but in fact, these people are only used to block the route and narrow your range of activities; when they fully control the streets and alleys south of eboden, the next person to close the net will come.

Not to mention that you also chose a very wrong time to start at the beginning of the Midsummer Festival banquet - originally, in order to maintain the order of the festival activities, eboden's freedom parliament has arranged a large number of guards to patrol the streets, so that the Bellini family can directly launch the siege without temporarily mobilizing troops.

In other words, it would have taken them a whole day to blockade the south of the city, but now it only takes a few quarters of an hour. Considering that a lot of time has been wasted since you fled, those who collected the net may already be on the way.

You might as well guess how long they will find here? "

The dark haired wizard's calm tone seemed to be chatting about home, but Peter and the night watchman opposite stared one by one, opened their mouths, but could not speak, and were completely speechless for a time.

Like falling into an ice cave!

Even if they want to refute, they can't find anything to refute. The dejected Peter FASA didn't even know what to say.

His impulsive move turned into a butcher's knife that killed everyone!

"You, who are you?"

"Who am I? Is it important now?" the dark haired wizard frowned, and seemed not to understand Peter's idea: "you still don't seem to understand the situation. Time is running out, and the net catcher will come back soon, and your current situation is no different from killing them.

So... Now the only thing you can count on is me, okay? "