Throne of Magical Arcana

Harrison Brown calmed down and looked around with a funny look. Since the "Soger" Wax Museum opened today, there were a lot of pedestrians on the stone bridge, and there was a carriage dragging heavy steel slowly moving forward, so he laughed at himself. : "It turns out that there are so many people today, and there is a load of steel, that the stone bridge built for nearly a hundred years is shaken. Hey, I am really too sensitive, like a bird that has been shot by bows and arrows many times, As long as you hear the sound of the bowstring, even if you don't shoot yourself, you will react violently."

After understanding the reason, his emotions completely recovered. At this time, the adventurer on his right moved closer, pretending to walk alongside him by chance, and whispered: "It was just an accident. You continue to go to the Sog Wax Museum."

"Okay. Hehe, the city hall has to send someone to strengthen the stone bridge." Brown did not refuse, and walked to the small island opposite the stone bridge. There is an art district, with oil painting museums, wax museums, and opera houses. , concert hall and other buildings, as well as several high-end restaurants.

The night watchman disguised as an adventurer looked to the right, and casually said to Brown on the left: "But don't be careless, I have already sent people from the church to check through magical means, to see if the stone bridge is really old. It was in disrepair and the weight exceeded the limit, and someone still used concealed magic to destroy it."

Although no magic fluctuations were found just now, the night watchman was still cautious, worried about some hidden magic with minimal fluctuations.

But in fact, the "professor's hand of resonance" only caused resonance, and the damage to the internal structure of the stone bridge was all due to its own violent vibration, and no trace of magic could be found after the inspection. Unless the city hall or the church conducts a safety assessment of the stone bridge every one or two years, and then compares the records before and after and finds that the damage came so suddenly and quickly, then the weirdness can be discovered. However, in this world of magic and divine arts, similar safety assessments have not yet appeared, and reinforcements are basically based on the appearance of damage and feedback from citizens.

"Your vigilance really amazes me." Brown was satisfied with the night watchman's vigilance and caution, because it meant he would be safer.

After crossing the stone bridge and walking for seven or eight minutes, Brown and his entourage arrived in front of the Sog Wax Museum. The whole building is divided into two floors and is made of black smooth rock, retro style and grand.

"Hello, Viscount Wright, hello, Baron Cap..." In the lobby of the wax museum, Viscount Wright and others had arrived, and Brown hurried forward to greet him respectfully. Even if I want to move to the holy city of Lance in the future, I still dream of establishing a good relationship with these big nobles and rich people. They control the trade rights of the east and west coasts, and the north and south continents. beautiful life.

Viscount Wright was a middle-aged man with rare seaweed-like green hair. He nodded reservedly in response to Brown: "Welcome our hero knight."

"You are the great knight that people respect." Brown said humbly. The knight who relied on potions to stimulate his blood was quite different from the real knight in terms of will and spirit, and Viscount Wright was a genuine fourth-level great knight.

Viscount Wright didn't say much, and turned his head to discuss business with his partner Granuf. Brown found several nobles and businessmen he was familiar with to communicate with.

Soon, it was ten o'clock, and Sog, whose mouth was as hard as a stone, stood at the door with the nobles, announcing the opening of the Wax Museum to other guests outside.

There is no ribbon cutting in this world, only band accompaniment.

But at this moment, the crowd became commotion, and something strange seemed to have happened in the distance. The night watchmen among the guests glanced at each other, their expressions became very serious, and then separated their hands to rush there.

Lucien, who had a tall black top hat and a monocle in his left eye, was standing in the crowd after changing his attire. He saw the pair of night watchmen pretending to be lovers leave, and saw the night watchman with the appearance of a gorgeous businessman sneaking past. , leaving only the night watchman dressed as an adventurer and the boatman swimming back and forth on the canal.

Since the "Ferryman" promised to help him distract the night watchmen, Lucien would not be so stupid as to take risks by himself. When the level of strength is low, doing things alone is far inferior to organized actions, so why bother? Do your best and take great risks to lure away?

"It seems that they also have a certain understanding of the night watchmen..." Although Lucien didn't know what method Sturk's contacts used to successfully lure the three night watchmen away without showing up, but only The word "smooth" shows that they have a deep study of the action mode and style of the night watchmen of Sturk. This is the habit of magicians in doing things!

The distraction request was made after the stone arch bridge was shaken loose last night, because Lucien knew that his temptation could only have a temporary effect. Know roughly which ones are the Night's Watch. And continuous probing, even if there is no magic fluctuation, will still make people very suspicious, so we must seize the opportunity to act during the period after the probing and before Brown returns home.

At this time, Lucien's appearance was only slightly changed by the hat, glasses and cosmetics. After all, at this time, it was easy to be seen through by those big knights by using concealment techniques, as long as he was not recognized by Brown at a glance.

Standing on the steps, Brown was a little wary of the commotion in the distance, and asked in a low voice the night watchman who had turned into an adventurer with his entourage: "Is there any problem?"

"A few of our night watchmen have already rushed over, but you don't have to worry about your own safety. There are three or four big knights and more than a dozen knights here. How dare the members of the magic council do anything?" the adventurer night watchman replied calmly. . Bloodline nobles gather inside and outside the Sog Wax Museum. Even if they are tainted with the stink of money, they can't conceal their own strength, so they let those night watchmen leave with confidence.

Brown looked at Viscount Wright and the others, his expression relaxed.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed on the clock tower in the distance, and a long arrow with a faint blue tip shot at Brown rapidly.

Whether it is the speed, momentum, or danger of the long arrow, it shows that there is at least one knight-level archer on the bell tower!

The long arrow crossed the canal and passed through the crowd like an afterimage, as if it was shot in front of Brown in the blink of an eye, without giving him a chance to react.

Viscount Wright waved his left hand, and countless gusts of wind stood out, restraining the long arrow and slowing it down a bit, but it couldn't stop it from moving forward.

It turned out to be an archer of the Grand Knight level! Or hold a level 3 enchanted longbow!

However, Viscount Wright's obstruction gave Brown time, and sheets of snow-white angel feathers emerged again, wrapping him inside, while the night watchman beside him snatched the shield and erected it in front of him.

The long blue arrow hit the "Demon Hunter's Shield", pierced a hole without a sound, penetrated through, and shot on the "Angel's Feather".

Pieces of angel feathers turned into water splashes and fell off, and pieces of snow white regenerated. Soon the long arrow fell to the ground. Brown resisted this "well-planned" long-range raid!

There was no movement on the clock tower anymore. The boatman on the canal rushed towards the clock tower under the signal of the adventurer night watchman. Although he is not strong, he is good at concealment and tracking. As long as the archer is locked, other night watchmen can be summoned under siege.

Viscount Wright snorted coldly, someone dared to assassinate in front of him, so he ordered the following knights to cooperate with the night watchman to arrest the assassin.

Lucien in the crowd pushed the monocle naturally and habitually: "Another night watchman and many knights are missing."

"After this raid, Brown's vigilance should be reduced a lot."

"When I was at the stone bridge just now, I was too far away to see it clearly. This time, I can clearly see that the light of the magical amulet on Brown's chest has dimmed a lot. There should be only one 'Angel Feather' or other magical spells left."

"It's nice to have organized resources and staffing."

This is Lucien's request for "leading away". No matter what method the liaison personnel of the Sturk Magic Council use to complete it, it must be divided into two waves, and the second wave must have a long-range attack that is enough to threaten Brown. Of course , is only a threat, and must leave immediately after the attack.

Brown was still in shock and said to the night watchman next to him: "The demon hunter's shield needs to be repaired, and there is only one 'Angel Feather' left. Let's go back now?"

"Mr. Brown, don't be nervous. You have already escaped the most dangerous attack. With the night watchman hunting down and the surrounding area on high alert, no magician or assassin would dare to come again, unless he attacks suicidally." The night watchman looked Pointing to Viscount Wright and others, "It's too dangerous for me alone to protect you going back. Maybe those evil and smart magicians are waiting for you to go home, so that they can surprise you on the way, or even at the door. Here are such If there are many strong knights, if there are assassins, you will also have helpers."

Brown glanced at Viscount Wright. If it wasn't for him just now, he might have been assassinated. After weighing whether it was safe for the great knight or himself and the night watchman to go home with their entourage, he nodded slightly relaxed: "Then let's visit the wax museum."

The long-range attack just now scared many weak nobles out of their courage, but the presence of the strong around them quickly restored their calm, and then most of them chose to stay under the expectant gaze of the ashen-faced Sog, followed He entered the wax museum to visit.

After the opening, many wax lovers outside also flocked to the door, wanting to go in and visit, but the fee of 20 silver nars blocked 90% of them.

Lucien pushed his monocle, and walked gracefully to the door with a black leather suitcase.

The two waiters saw that Lucien was handsome, extraordinary, and dressed like a high-class person, so they respectfully said: "Sir, since there are many nobles in there, we can't let too many people in to disturb them, Only those who pay twenty silver nars are entitled to visit."

"Also, we need to look at your suitcase." Another waiter said cautiously.

Lucien replied with the accent of the Principality of Djibouti: "I just arrived in Sturk, and rushed over when I heard that Mr. Sorge's wax museum opened. This is my salute."

While talking, Lucien opened the black suitcase and looked through it himself. There were only some clothes and seventy or eighty gold talers that were dazzling and short of breath.

Maybe it was the money that proved Lucien's identity, maybe it was seeing that there was no weapon in Lucien's suitcase, or maybe it was the generous tip that made people feel soft. After collecting fifty silvers, the two waiters bowed with a smile Welcome Lucien to enter.

Lucien closed the black suitcase and carefully carried it into the wax museum.

This suitcase has been specially treated with a hard-to-find compartment at the bottom!

I recommend a book "The Fierce Monk", a very relaxed and refreshing urban text.

ISBN: 2720265