Witch Brigade

Baron Gary had a very good reason for holding this ball. His newly adopted daughter's 12th birthday, so this ball is actually a birthday ball.

The number twelve is a very special number for the people in the Eastern Continent, whether it is ordinary people or extraordinary people.

For example, in New Ottoman, the twelve-year-old has been able to make some decisions, signing his name on some legal documents will be recognized by the law, before that, even if the name is signed, the people of the Imperial Department of Political and Legal Affairs will only sentence the signing The other party to the contract committed fraud.

But in the mysterious world, it has a more special meaning. For ordinary people, that is, on the birthday, some ordinary people will awaken their blood on the birthday and completely change their own destiny.

Of course, this is not known to ordinary people, but the twelve-year-old is a major birthday node, no matter who it is, and where it is, the custom is inherited.

The reason for saying so much is because Quinnes encountered such a case today.

When Phoebe, Baron Gary's adopted daughter, walked into the hall dressed in fancy dress, the blood veins surging in that tiny and thin body seemed to gush out at any time, and could not escape Quinnes's eyes. Quinnes knew that a warlock would be born at twelve o'clock tonight.

Quinns didn't say anything, and watched the ball quietly. A little girl who was about to step into the mystery world didn't know if she was fortunate or unfortunate.

The ball was held in a friendly atmosphere, and when a large twelve-layer cake was pushed up, the ball was pushed to its climax.

This cake-cutting ceremony is no different from Quinns's previous life. Quinns felt his chin and thought.

Just as Morris was cutting the cake, Quinnes had a look, exiting the hall in a different manner, and came to the shadow of the corridor.

"Come out," Quinns said softly.

"Baron Dodd, long time no see." A person came out from the shadows, and it was Taut Hill who Quinns had seen in the border city of Stanburg.

"Why are you here?" Quinns frowned, but after knowing that it was Taut Hill from the intelligence agency, Quinnes's inner vigilance dropped.

Taut explained: "The intelligence agency detected a **** awakening response here, so I came over to take a look."

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as looking at it."

"Indeed, every warlock who has just awakened his bloodline is an unstable factor in New Ottoman. We will guide them to slowly control their awakened bloodline power." Taut said: "Don't worry, Miss Phoebe Gary is Baron Gary. 'S adopted daughter will be well guided."

Quinnes's eyes narrowed slightly. He could hear it. This meant that if the people who awakened the blood were civilians, they would not be let go so easily. More likely, they would be brought back to the mysterious defensive organs. The person is trained to be his own.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with the empire in this regard. If he is the leader of the empire, he will make the same choice. Quinns will not criticize anything. Besides, is it really good to let it go? The difference between organized and unorganized, Quinnes is very clear that there are two different concepts. Those who have never joined the organization, how much can be accomplished.

Quinnes nodded indifferently, he just asked out of the duty of a "friend". Since he was an official, he would naturally not stop anything, and there was no reason to stop it.

"Does this kind of thing happen too often?" Quinnes was curious.

Taut shook his head: "Now, like Miss Gary, there are signs of awakening on her birthday. There are fewer and more of them. Arousal is induced by secret medicine, or there is a major external stimulus, which is also an incentive for awakening. ."

Quinnes nodded thoughtfully. It seems that the intelligence agency sent someone over to check it out. It's not unreasonable.

When he was waiting to ask in detail, Quinnes was inspired and murmured: "Someone is here again. What happened today?"

In the spiritual vision, a thin shadow was attached to the shadow in the corner of the hall, slowly creeping in the direction of Phoebe Gary.

"Presumptuous." Quinns snorted and moved under his eyelids. No matter how clear the relationship was, he couldn't be indifferent.

Grasp the virtual with the right hand, the scepter of element ~www.ltnovel.com~ is already in hand, the 3 ring witchcraft water curtain cage!

This is a variant of the water element witchcraft water curtain, which uses water curtain to imprison the enemy. At Quinns' current height, witchcraft below the 3rd ring is no longer limited to a fixed witchcraft model, but can slightly modify the witchcraft template to change the role of witchcraft. That is to say, Quines has such a deep and terrifying knowledge, and if a wizard comes over, he must be at least Tier 6, or even Tier 7, in order to achieve Quines' level.

A thin layer of water mist silently covered the shadow that was different from the others, like two layers of interference. Just when Quinnes wanted to tighten the water curtain cage, suddenly a sharp scream came from behind him.

call out!

The air flow emptied, pointing right at Quinns' heart.

Suddenly, Quinns fanned out a fishtail behind him, just in front of the screaming path.

Ding!

The fish's tail swayed slightly, and the evacuated air flow was slapped away again. Then, the whole body of the mermaid sacrificially emerged from the void little by little, blocking Quince's back, and then a curtain of water shone, and he Quinn Si guard is inside.

Quinns slowly turned around and looked at Taut, who was expressionless behind him: "Who are you...?"

Tao Te chuckled: "When did you discover the flaw? You were guarding me at any time."

"Flaws?!" Quinnes sneered: "Just because you have only one person here, it is a fatal flaw."

"Oh? You noticed it." Taut frowned. "I thought you had just arrived in San Dres Fez and were unfamiliar with the intelligence agencies."

"Of course, I can't be completely sure, after all, everything will happen in this world, but I am not used to exposing my back to other people, so whether you are really Taut or not, I will guard you." This habit is It was raised when Quinns was a shadow assassin~www.ltnovel.com~ So, can you tell me now, who are you? Who sent you to kill me? "Obviously, Taut's trip was not for Phoebe, Baron Gary's adopted daughter, but Quinnes himself, and even the person who was approaching Phoebe, may have set up a game to attract Quinns.

"Hey, I want to know, it's not too late to tell you when you are dead." Taut suddenly smiled strangely, and then the whole person suddenly melted from head to toe, like a candle, the other side wriggled forward. The same is true for shadows.

Quinns frowned and slowly stepped forward to see where Taut was only a puddle of wax oil.

"Wax figure!" Quinns said with surprise.

Speaking of which, wax figures can be regarded as a kind of puppet, but this kind of puppet is not included in the three major mainstream puppets, biological puppets, elemental puppets and mechanical puppets. It is a very remote type of alchemy puppet.

If it hadn't been for Quinns' good accomplishments in alchemy puppets, it would really be impossible to see where this thing came from.

Constance flew out of the psionic crystal and stood on Quinns' shoulders and said: "It seems that you have been targeted, and you missed a hit, and then you retreat, either as an assassin or a lone wolf among mercenaries.

"It's not an assassin. I didn't smell the unique taste of an assassin." Quinnes shook his head and denied the assassin's conjecture.

"That's a mercenary, it seems someone is offering you a reward." Constance guessed.

"The Church of the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes." When Quinns had offended someone, the first thing he thought of was the Church of the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes.

"It is 80% possible. Ten thousand snakes are about to enter the Sleeping Moon, and it is impossible to kill you personally. Offering a reward is undoubtedly a good way." Constance said.