The Brave Girl and the Great Demon King

Chapter 53 066: The Familiar Intruder and the Big Golden Pie
Reluctant Marcus was finally kicked out by Leander, acting as the tragic bait. After the poor monster left, Leander waited quietly for a while, then quietly jumped out of the window and left them The cabin where he hid.

When walking on the street, you can know that Marcus' actions should have played a role. The footsteps of the soldiers in charge of the patrol beat the ground of the town in a hurry, forming a chaotic and tense atmosphere. From time to time, some people panicked. Ask: "What's the matter, what's the matter, the demon attacked?"

Leander didn't deliberately hide his figure. He pulled up the hood of the cloak to cover the conspicuous hair color. The boy seemed to be taking a walk to digest food. He walked slowly and leisurely. When someone was discussing, he would still He stopped from time to time and listened for a while, but it was so strange that no one noticed such a bold and undisguised attitude.

This young man was like a thin cloud that appeared in the night sky by chance, like a light wind blowing silently through the branches and leaves, he blended into the surrounding environment naturally and harmoniously, without making people feel any strangeness.

Alicia has also used this technique of restraining her breath before, and it seems that she is using the same technique, but for these two people, it presents two completely different forms. What people feel about West Asia is weird and unpredictable. On Leander, it is naturally silent. It seems that the whole person has been subtly transformed into a part of the surroundings. Grass and stones on the ground are more noticeable.

With such a faint breath, Leander quickly walked to the gate of the Bright Branch, stood in the dark and stared at the badge hanging outside the door for a while, this time Leander seemed more careful, and waited quietly for a while. Yes, and then waited until a group of patrolling soldiers came back to change shifts. This young man with pale blond hair followed quietly at the end of the group. He was upright, but he did not let the guards suspect him. He walked into the large gate, and then quietly left the group. During the whole process, no one noticed the one who was more and less.

For the rich and powerful Bright Union, even a small branch is very spacious and grand, and there are those complicated and complicated side roads that are easy to get lost. Liandel couldn't help but quietly reached out and touched the wall, thinking to himself Writer: Sure enough, he is rich, even the magic circle is carved on the wall.

Because of the image left by the first wooden psychic, Leander can basically remember the basic structure in the division of labor. After walking in the corridor for a while, as expected, he found the way to the courtyard, and carefully Dodge all possible people and look around.

This short road took Leander a long twenty-ten minutes. When he arrived at the study room that he saw from the wood psychic, the curtains that were originally open had been tightly drawn, and only the warm light was vaguely coming from behind the curtains. revealed, revealing the day-like light within.

Leander didn't hear any sound, and felt that no one should be inside. The boy boldly stretched out his fingers and pressed lightly on the window. He didn't realize that he had used any force at all, and the hard glass suddenly became like It was as soft as jelly, easily allowing him to reach in, pull the latch, and open the closed window.

Opening the curtains and jumping into the study room, just as Leander expected, the lights were on, but no one was there. The wooden box that made him curious was still placed on the coffee table, and beside it was a cup of black tea that was still slightly steaming. It's as if the master went out temporarily and will come back at any time.

"It's this one." Leander looked at the wooden box that made him very curious. From the outside, the wooden box was actually nothing special, except that it was made more delicately and the materials were a little more expensive, but it seemed strange. Incredible attractiveness, from the time when you peeked through the fruit, a seductive smell emanated from the cracks in the wood, gradually attracting Leander's attention, the closer you get, the more you can smell the sweet and intoxicating fragrance .

Seeing this attractive wooden box in front of him, Leander calmed down unexpectedly, and instead of stepping forward immediately, he stepped back a few steps, looking for possible possibilities in the drawers of the bookshelf. The useful documents left on the shelf, quickly flipped through the pages, and put them back to the original place at a faster speed. If possible, Leander still hoped not to cause too much commotion as much as possible.

But the boy's wish for peace seems to be doomed to fail.

When opening the bottom drawer of the desk, Leander suddenly felt a tyrannical murderous aura, and before he had time to raise his head, he dodged his body and moved two steps out of thin air.

Almost at the same time as Leander was moving, there was a sharp piercing sound of rapidly swaying weapons in midair, and was quickly replaced by another burst of rumbling and cracking sounds. After chopping it down, it shattered into two in an instant, and expensive wood fragments splashed all over the ground.

"Boy, you are very courageous." Barton suddenly appeared in the study, holding a big ax and standing in front of the desk that was split in half. The man nicknamed the beast was licking like a ferocious beast. With bright red lips, there was a cruel smile, "No matter who you are, as long as you come to my territory, you will die!"

"That's too bad. I'm not of fighting nature. This situation makes me very embarrassed." Leander raised his hands as if surrendering, and a greenish light flashed from his fingertips, as if sending some kind of signal , The green feast came suddenly.

The bookshelves on the ground, the ceiling, and even the carved patterns on the windows, all the places made of wood seemed to suddenly have vigorous vitality, with new shoots and leaves growing crazily, entwining Barton's hands and feet like vines to restrict the beast's movements.

For Barton, this situation is not a predicament. It only takes a moment for his murderous aura to completely crush these obstructing plants, but it also takes a moment for Leander to escape from the sight of the beast.

By the time Barton swung his ax to split the window through the lush foliage, the intruder could no longer be seen, only the footsteps approaching from far and near. It was the guards who rushed over upon hearing the noise.

"grown ups!"

"Search the city, shoot or kill." Barton ordered coldly, looking at the figure of his subordinate leaving in a hurry, the beast stroked its beard and thought, "It's strange, that kid, why does he look familiar, he seems to have seen him somewhere Had the same."

When the suspicious man sat on the sofa he liked, his sharp eyes inadvertently glanced at the coffee table with a cup of black tea that was so cold that there was no heat in it. As if about to burn, the vigorous momentum directly lifted the roof of the study, and in the messy room, the hoarse voice was as cold as ice.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill you..."

When Leander returned to the camp in a detour, it was already dawn. Although this young man who had been running around all night was a little tired, he was in an unexpectedly happy mood, and he was not stingy with every person and demon he met. Showing his warm and friendly smile.

"Where's Alicia?" Leander first asked about the black girl.

"Practice, magic art." Sterling said not so kindly, squinting his eyes to observe the young man's expression, but he seemed to be careful to look disappointed, because Liandel simply replied, "I'll go later Look at her." Then there was no other strangeness, it was not like hearing the shocking news of human beings practicing magic arts, but such natural words as eating and sleeping, calm and without any waves.

"What's the gain? Marcus came back very early." Sterling, who was a little inexplicably disappointed because he didn't see the expected Leander's change of face, asked not so much interest.

"It should be counted." Leander put the wooden box he stole from Barton's study on the table with a smile, opened the lid, and said slowly, "Flowing gold, is it a harvest?"

In the well-made wooden box, there is a strange viscous liquid, which is shining golden yellow and crystal clear, refracting gorgeous light in the twilight of the morning sun, sparkling golden light, so beautiful that everyone who sees it can't help He took a deep breath and almost didn't dare to breathe out, for fear of blowing away the puddle of liquid.

Flowing gold is actually a kind of liquid metal. Since ancient times, it has been known as the highest masterpiece of nature. It is a very rare and rare material that can be used to make the best magical weapons. Just a drop is priceless and precious, let alone The weight of this box can probably buy a small country, which is a dazzling amount of wealth that is even more dazzling than mountains of gold and silver.

"...Did you rob the dragon?" Even the former magic general, seeing such precious materials, Sterling still felt a little breathless, and finally found his voice, and asked with difficulty, in his impression Among them, in this world, probably only the giant dragon who is best at making money can have such a large amount of money.

"It's not a dragon, it's a beast, it's not a box, it's a vein of mine." Leander smiled wickedly, and said slowly, "There is a gold mine hidden under the spar mine in Wushan Town. However, it has been developed by the Bright Union for a while, and only about half of it is left..."

There was another sound of gasping, and Sterling felt that his young brain was not enough due to the lack of magic power. This magic general felt dizzy like being hit by a pie falling from the sky, and he A pie made of real gold, with an immeasurably high value, is accompanied by a burst of pain in addition to happiness. Can such a big pie be eaten? How can one bear to give up eating it?
(End of this chapter)