The Wizard World: 565 Robbery 2

Then there was a noise wearing armor. Soon, these kingdom heavy cavalry took away all the valuable things in the house and sparsely exited the villa.

Bundling the baggage on the side of the horse, then turning over the horse, stepping out of the fence quickly, disappearing at the corner of the street.

After waiting for a while, Freila carefully slipped off a rope on the edge of the roof. She quietly entered the villa, and soon ran out with tears in her face and clothes stained with blood.

Holding a saw-like cross sword in her arms, and several old books of varying thickness. This is all her treasures from the years.

A white line was drawn around the villa. The white line formed a circle, and a white flag was inserted in the grass. It was slowly moving in the wind.

Freila closed her mouth tightly so that she could not cry. She looked around blankly, not knowing what to do in the future.

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After Angele and Wei Wei played two games, Wei Wei was unilaterally abused to push chess. He was constantly regretted and lost two games before he got up and left.

Walk down the street to your own shop. Most of the residents passing by in twos and threes on both sides of the street were confused and chattering as they walked.

Angel vaguely heard words like ‘church’ ‘white flag’ ‘knight’.

"Hey Green!"

A bearded brawny man with a **** and greetings by category. "What happened to Mayor Loria's house, do you know?"

"Uncle Misu? What's the matter?" Angle froze slightly.

"I heard that the party that colludes with wizards has been flagged in circles." The strong man said in a low voice. "I heard that everyone who is flagged is a church and kingdom recognized wizarding party, must To be cleaned! "

"Uncle, you heard that too." A young girl passing by interjected, "I heard that the white flag was erected at noon. It is estimated that the people inside will be tried long ago ..."

"Unfortunately, I used to think that the mayor of Loria was a good person. I didn't expect it to be a wizarding party. Maybe the ghost building on the mountain is the base they made." Voice.

"There may be those who were missing in the town a few years ago, maybe they were caught by wizards and turned into toads and bugs." An aunt also came over and described them vividly.

A few people talk as they walk. For a while, the mayor, who had a fairly good reputation, was immediately described as a superficial, but insidious, cunning wizard party.

I listened to a few people's chats silently according to various types, and remembered Freira who hadn't left her store long before, and sighed slightly.

The culture of kingdom knights and churches, he has long known from letters from Brigitte and the wizards. Many times these people in power simply satisfy their selfish desires in the name of a wizard, and the mayor of Loria has no relationship at all with the wizard.

"It is said that the little Tom of Loria's house has not been caught yet, and the reward has been posted. Twenty Kingdoms gold coins, almost two thousand silver coins. Alas ... such a high reward caught a child ... Uncle Misu shook his head without saying anything.

"If Loria's family is a wizarding party, even a child is probably not a good product. Does n’t the wizard know anything about coming in and going out? Who believes it?" Aunt interrupted with a pout. "I'm tempted anyway. If I can catch that kid, twenty gold coins will be enough for my family to live for decades!"

Angele didn't listen anymore. While a few people were chatting vigorously, he quietly turned into an alley on the left and walked closer to his shop.

There are only two black trash cans in the alley in the alley. Some fruit skins that cannot be piled are scattered on the side. Slightly sour.

As soon as I entered the alley, there was a sound of neat footsteps behind me.

Papapa ...

Angel glanced back. A small team of white leather armored town guards trotting past, these lazy drunks, who are usually delicious and lazy, are actually full of momentum at this time, barely looking like a soldier.

"The bounty ten gold coins was found when Tom was found and reported immediately!" The town guard yelled as he ran. "Found ..."

The shouts were repeated over and over again, and the trot's footsteps gradually drifted away, before Angele returned his sight. Ascending steps between two bins. He stopped suddenly and reached up and gently lifted the lid of the trash can on his right.

A small head arched inside, bright and beautiful blue eyes on the dirty little face. He looked at him clear and terrified. An oval black birthmark on the forehead is clearly visible.

Angel looked at those eyes calmly, slightly red and swollen, full of panic and confusion, and begging and suffering.

"Tom?" he whispered suddenly, "No ... no, you are Freila, we met this morning."

Freila listened to the familiar gentle voice and couldn't help it anymore. Tears settled the **** down again, and dashed her gray face out of the two long gray lines.

A little helplessness flashed in Angele's eyes, rubbed Freila's hair, and tore off a rag above. "If there is no place to go, follow me."

Freila carefully turned out of the trash can, lowered her head and stood in front of the presses. The body was smelly, and black flies swarmed around her.

"Let's go. From today on, you're the young man in my shop, Freila. Except for your parents, this name should only be known to me, right?" Angle whispered. Watching Freila nodded slowly, he ignored the garbage smell on the little guy, pulled her over, and tore off the black coat on her body.

"I just came from Wumu Town, and I'm not used to the environment here, right? The temperature difference here is very big, be careful of getting sick." Anger covered her completely with a coat and took her hand to the alley. Go for a walk.

Anyway, those knights and church members came at them, but they affected the little Tom family. It was impossible for Anglia to leave little Tom alone.

Not to mention that for so many years, Angell also has a good impression of Tom, who is one of the main sources of income for his small shop.

Take Freila back to the shop secretly all the way.

Angele sent her to the backyard to take a shower and rinse her body. It was gradually getting dark.

The volatility of the town center is getting stronger and stronger. After seeing a black robe church horse team entering the town in the afternoon, the volatility is getting stronger and stronger.

Angele is not worried that he and Weiwei will be found. After hundreds of years of living, the most basic fluctuations in convergence power are no more basic tricks.

What he has to do now is to completely resolve the two teams that are disturbing their lives after the night comes.

His ...

Silver and white blades slowly brushed across the sharpening stone, and spattered fine golden sparks.

Angel was sitting in the backyard, holding a silver-white cross sword in his hand, slowly rubbing down and down on the rectangular whetstone.

After grinding for a while, he lifted his cross sword and dipped it gently into a basin of clear water at hand.

After scrubbing, Angele carefully inserted the cross sword back into the scabbard and wore it around his waist.

Stand up and glance at Freila sleeping in the bed through the door slit of the inner room. Angle gently pops a dark red light and penetrates into Freila's nostril like a filament.

The little girl tilted her head and slept better.

"It seems that it's time to teach these arrogant guys ..." Angliat gently pressed the hilt of his sword, closed his eyes and recalled the various sword techniques he had used and had seen. "It's been a long time since pure swordsmanship was used against enemies."

Oh!

His figure disappeared instantly.

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On the mountainside, Green House

The white-painted white-walled building murmurs in the night breeze.

The sky was dark, the small building was dark and torn, and the surrounding fence was covered with green vines and thorns.

In the woods in front of the fence, slowly came out of two groups, a group of black robes and black cloaks. The other groups were like cans of iron, glowing with silver.

The leader of the black robe looked at the small wooden building in the evening, and there was a gleam in his eyes. "Is this the rumored ghost building in town?"

"It should be right," a black robe behind him whispered.

The leader of the black robe turned to look at the tin cans on one side. "Alice, you bring people around you. You are both the knight of the kingdom and the knight of the church, and you are temporarily transferred by both sides."

"Follow the instructions." The tall man in front of the tin can nodded. "Are you ready to go in? The subordinates don't think it's necessary. We just need to ignite here on the periphery. If there is anything inside, we can definitely force it out."

"It's a good idea. Do it together."

The men in black robes and the cavalry suddenly dispersed and surrounded the whole building.

The head of the black robe takes a torch handed over by his men, and swipes on it.

The torch ignited a bright yellow light.

"The eye of God is watching us ..." The leader prayed in a low voice, and threw the torch gently forward.

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In the dense forest on the mountainside, Angele hurried to his small building with a black skinny leather armor.

No one was found in the town for a while, and he realized that these people should have all gone up the mountain quietly, so he hurried up to the mountain.

Suddenly he stopped and looked away from the building. There was a glimmer of ignition there.

"Has it arrived?"

He slowly pulled out the cross sword, and pulled a sword flower at will.

Suddenly like a flash of lightning, the cross sword slammed into the ground.

Boom! !! !!

The ground shook violently, with a strong rumble, as if the whole mountain began to shake.

At the foot of Angele, a huge black crack, meandering toward everyone in front of the building. Like a giant snake in the night.

Click! !!

The spider web cracked suddenly under Angele's feet, and the whole person bounced off instantly, turning into a black line, and flung straight towards the leader of the black robe holding the torch.

The leader turned around and the torch clearly reflected his stern old face.