Noble Emblem

Although the Bernard family tried to conceal as much as possible, they also asked the royal family to try not to disclose the news. However, such a large action cannot fail to attract the attention of other families in the city. Soon, other well-informed families knew it.

The Bernard family was stolen and more than three hundred gold coins were lost.

But that's not the point. The point is that Bernard's heir and an elf slave were missing at the same time.

This matter is a bit intriguing at the first thought.

Wouldn't it have eloped with the elven slave. After all, the Bernard family did not lose anything other than missing two people and losing some money.

That is, there is no sign of being attacked, and no one is injured or killed. From common sense, it is speculated that it does not look like a malicious attack.

So there is a market for this speculation. If that's the case, the other families would really have fun watching it.

But unlike the speculations of other families, the Bernard family agreed that Mantkin's disappearance was definitely taken away, and he was taken away with the elven slaves.

At the 'discovery site', a young man with a white scarf slowly said to a member of the Naald family: "As far as I know, the average gold handcuffs of this specification are constantly ripped, elf It's even more impossible. If Master Mantekin really wants to run away with the elven slave, he can't do it, and he can't tear off the handcuffs. What's more, he has the key. "

One of Bernard's people asked, "Greg, do you mean, was he attacked in Mantekin?"

"It can only be so. And the attacker has a different obsession with money." Greg is a "hunter", he is very good at tracking and reconnaissance: "He not only took away the gold coins, but also did not let go of gold and silver products. Master Mantekin wanted to elope, so he couldn't bring so many cumbersome things. "

Several of them nodded, and they had to admit that Greg's analysis made sense.

"Then you can find something from these clues?" Someone asked again.

Greg said solemnly: "The attacker was very powerful. He did not leave any information about him on the scene, whether it was hair or footprints. In addition, there were servants coming and going in the castle last night, but he could take the whole house. Almost all of the mansion's gold products were stolen, which shows that his hiding ability is very strong. Only master-class assassin classes or powerful spellcasters who know secondary stealth can be done. But the problem is that It is impossible for the caster to break the golden handcuffs with brute force. They do not have that power. "

In this way, it can only be a master assassin class.

Greg went on to say, "I suggest inviting the assassin masters in King City to ask questions. If possible, pay more attention to foreign assassin professionals."

"I think there are good things that may be done by professions like the magic swordsman? They not only have magic, they are not weak."

A young clan made a faint sound.

Greg is a hunter, and his profession has been questioned. It stands to reason that he should be angry, but he dare not. Even if he is young, the other person is a member of Naald, not an object that his profession can discriminate. Of course, if he is promoted to the master level, it is another matter.

"Sir, it is reasonable to say that the magic swordsman class can indeed achieve this level, but it must be based on the premise that the opponent must be a master-level strongman. As far as I know, the magic swordsman class can There are not many in the world who have been promoted to the master level, and none of the magic swordsmen who are proficient in secondary stealth. "

The magic of secondary stealth is not high or low. Even pure casters can only be mastered after being at the elite level, and the magic swordsman and the demon have to practice not only sword skills but also magic. Human time is limited. No magic swordsman is willing to learn such auxiliary magic that does not help the battle. Only those who study the essence of magic can learn it.

The young man chuckled aside and stepped aside.

"Then invite the assassin masters to inquire." One of the middle-aged Bernards said calmly: "If they don't want to come, then forget it, even our Bernard family, It is impossible to offend so many masters at the same time. Of course, our friends who are willing to come are all our friends who do not want to come. We will see each other slowly in the future. "

This is a gentle statement, but full of domineering.

No matter what, the Bernard family's affairs caused a big uproar here in Djibouti. The Bernard family also offered a reward. Anyone who can provide effective clues directly rewarded five hundred gold coins.

Five hundred gold coins is not much for the big nobles, but for the little nobles, it is almost five years of income.

For civilians, this is simply astronomical.

All of a sudden, the bull, ghost, and snake gods in the city acted, and the whole Djibouti city became even more chaotic.

In this chaos, Beta still had a magic scroll in the hotel, and occasionally went out to buy some magical materials, and some of the people watching him slowly withdrew.

The three people, such as Shirley, still attend dinners from time to time. Now their fame is growing in the city, and even to say a few words with them, they feel very honored.

Over the next few days, Shirley and others also had a lot of news about the elven slaves. After all, most men like to brag in front of women, and a lot of news was exposed.

Seven days after Mantkin's disappearance, his body was finally found.

A hurricane blew the yellow sand that buried him.

The body was transported back to the Bernard family, and Greg was again invited to investigate the cause of death.

Mantkin's body had completely lost its water and became a dry body.

Greg watched it for less than a minute and concluded: "He was killed by violent twisting his neck from behind. This is in line with my previous judgment that the intruder must be a master assassin strong."

The old patriarch waved his hand to let Greg leave, and then he stayed alone, sitting on the ground with the dead body, speaking softly. Talking about the funny things when the corpse was young, the old man's eyes were red shortly after.

The loss of the Bernards' heirs immediately caught everyone's attention, including the royal family. After all, the royal family had an in-law relationship with the Bernard family, and even came to mourn for a while.

And then there was the whole king city, everyone was in danger. The murderer dare to kill Bernard's heirs silently, for unknown reasons, so it is naturally possible to kill them.

No one dared to relax his defense until he knew who exactly killed Mantekin for whatever reason.

The bigger the person, the more afraid of death.

In this way, the banquets in Djibouti City were also less frequent. After attending the banquet for several nights, Shirley and others began to disclose the news of their departure.

Many people feel very sorry that they have not been able to kiss Fangze, and they will naturally stay and ask why.

The reason for Shirley and others is simple: they have been here for a long time and want to look elsewhere.

In fact, the discerning people can see that these three women want to stay away from the political storm in Djibouti.

On the fourth day after the news was revealed, the three left Djibouti. Because they have no suspicions, they naturally have not stopped them.

Although there were a large number of aristocratic youths retaining them, the three still walked resolutely without any trace of nostalgia.

More shy people want to stop them, but no one dares to do it. Two master casters, plus a semi-master semi-elf, even if the king has to fist his fists, it is not worth considering Not to mention the general aristocratic family.

Three days after the three women left, the noise and disturbance caused by them gradually subsided.

Beta remained in Djibouti. He received the information from the 'rat' three days ago, plus the information collected by Shirley and others. He estimated that most of the elves in Djibouti were in the information, or one or two would be missed. But Beta didn't have time to investigate again.

Because he has other things to do, help Alice, just by the way ...

He took a drawing from the mansion space, and suddenly it was a top view of Djibouti. Maps like this can't be mastered by outsiders, but Beta has the flying magic pet of Jeanne. These days, Jeanne has been hovering over the city. With her basic drawing knowledge, Beta has been painting Djibouti City On paper.

Although not too precise, it is enough for Beta.

Then he started to draw a black line on the map based on the information given by the mouse and the information probed by the three women. Starting from the hotel where he was, he zigzags through many large buildings to the palace. At the end, he drew a circle on the palace, then drew it out with a dashed line, and finally made a cross at the end.

Beta stared at the map for a long time ~ www.readwn.com ~ Then he entered the mansion space, and at a glance he saw the two elves sitting at the table drinking fruit wine.

Both Julie and Marianna look better than they did a few days ago.

"How is it done?" Beta also sat at the table, picked up the cactus fruit on the table and ate it.

"It's all done." Julie took out four long black cloaks, and at the same time held out a red cloak: "Also, this magic cloak, I have to return it to you."

Beta took the cape and wore it. This magic cloak is not a superb piece of equipment, but its attributes are very suitable for Beta's "God nobleman", because he can't recover the mana through meditation like an ordinary magician, and can only speed up the spirit and mana through equipment. Response speed.

With this cloak in his body, whether he is fighting or making magic scrolls, his efficiency will increase a lot.

"Are you really going to save other people?" Julie's tone was helpless: "Perceptually, I wish you could save all your companions, but from a rational perspective, I don't think you should do it. It's too dangerous. If you don't, you will toss yourself in. "