As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

For thieves, ordinary magicians may have a headache.

—but he is a sage!

Therefore, he activated the wind magic without hesitation, chased over there, and arrived at the door in a blink of an eye.

"You want to lure me out of the studio?"

Immediately, Moses realized that this was probably a strategy to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

"Shh!"

But a few seconds later, a friction sound suddenly sounded in the grass in the distance.

And this sound will sound every once in a while, gradually moving towards the southwest.

"No, that's Rowling's place!"

Realizing the other party's intentions, Moses' body shook violently!

No longer caring about the possibility of the opponent's conspiracy, he fully stimulated his magic power and flew towards the southwest!

A moment later, the heads of the silver-haired girl and Bazel emerged from the workshop.

Looking left and right, the two breathed a sigh of relief and left the mansion as quickly as possible.

"Wow! This man is so fast."

Xianya, who was in charge of attracting attention, found that the person behind her was close at hand, so she hurriedly disappeared in fright, and did not reappear until 100 meters away, kicking a tree.

"Such a strong stealth?"

Finding that the target ran away all of a sudden, Moses' pupils shrank and his face darkened.

Sending such a master to your home, what exactly do you want to do?

By whom, the enemies of Farnes?

Or did the opponents of the Council of Sages do it?

Now that he guessed the other party's intentions, he simply stopped chasing and flew directly to Rowling's bedroom window.

"grandfather?"

Rowling was lying on the bed, using a spare puppet to help herself flip through the book, and was very surprised to see Moses coming in through the window:

"Did something happen?"

"Hehe, I just wanted to take a look."

Seeing his granddaughter, Moses' expression softened.

He came to the bed and was about to see what book his granddaughter was reading.

Suddenly, his eyes turned and he fixed on the puppet next to him.

"You got a new puppet?"

Moses frowned and asked:

"When did this happen?"

"It's today."

Rowling pouted and replied:

"The previous puppet seems to have some malfunctions and escaped by itself, so..."

Ai Wen taught her how to lie before, and women are born actors, she now looks like a little girl with a broken toy, and she can't see any problems at all.

"Escaped? What's going on."

Moses' face became serious:

"Tell me the story, don't hide anything."

"Oh, it's like this..."

Rowling recounted the deceitful story she had been taught by a bad mentor.

Not to mention, it sounds like there is no flaw.

"So it is."

Moses' expression softened at first.

Then it gets bleak and cold:

"Today's incident should not be accidental... That workshop has long been targeted by someone, and they have even tampered with it."

"grandfather?"

Seeing his expression, Rowling whispered nervously:

"You...what's the matter?"

—she was afraid.

Afraid that grandpa would find the loopholes in his words, he became suspicious.

When she was very young, she found out that her grandpa was responsible for the disappearance of her kitten because the kitten scratched her.

Later, when she went to school, those classmates who were not friendly to her would disappear one after another, and no one knew where they went.

After that, everyone became afraid of themselves, and her friends stopped seeing her.

Except for Louisa who occasionally came to chat with her, she hardly saw anyone outside.

If Grandpa finds out that this matter is related to Sister Garcia... Will that silver-haired sister also disappear before my eyes?

"It's okay, take a good rest."

A ray of light emerged from Moses' hand, and it lightly hit Rowling on the head.

Rowling's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she slowly fell asleep, the book in her hand fell to the ground.

"My dear granddaughter..."

Moses touched Rowling's head and said softly, with a creepy smile on his face:

"Don't worry, Grandpa will definitely protect you."

"It's really a mistake to let you go to school... I will help you with the withdrawal procedures tomorrow."

"In the future, as long as you stay in this room with peace of mind, you won't encounter any accidents;"

"I won't be bullied by anyone...Of course, I will kill anyone who bullies you, and I won't let anyone go."

He lowered his head, looked at Rowling's sleeping face, showing a frenzied expression:

"To me, you are more important than anything else...Grandpa has already lost two children, and he must never lose you again."

"So I cut off your hands and feet with my own hands, just to protect you."

"You will always be by Grandpa's side from now on, even if you have no hands or feet, what does it matter?"

Seeing this scene, the little Xianya loli who was hiding outside the window covered her mouth in horror, and listened to these words verbatim.

Chapter 330 Four Visitors from the Empire

Outside the luxurious courtyard, a carriage stopped.

"Please show your number plate."

Several guards immediately stepped forward and stopped the carriage.

"..."

The coachman silently reached into his arms and showed a number plate to the guard.

The moment he put his hand in his arms, white light appeared from the guard's weapon at the same time, and it seemed that he might launch an attack at any time.

But after seeing the items in the opponent's hand, the white light dissipated again.

"It's guest No. 3."

A gate guard put away his weapon and walked over, carefully checked the sign, and then reported back to the leader in a low voice.

"Open the door."

The guard leader nodded slightly:

"Put the carriage in."

The door opened slowly.

The carriage drove into the courtyard and stopped beside a huge fountain.

A man wearing a blue indigo gown with his entire face covered came out of the carriage.

Behind him followed a man with a sword, also covering his face.

"Is this one of the best mansions in Farnes?"

The man with the sword turned his head and looked around, and said with a gloomy smile:

"From my point of view, although the building is magnificent, the taste can only be regarded as mediocre."

"Speak less."

The person in the blue indigo gown said lightly:

"This is not Listea, better keep your mouth shut, Seb."

"I listen to you, my lord."

The man named Seber shrugged his shoulders with a flirtatious tone.

"Look who's here."

After a while, an old man in a magic robe came out from inside, and stretched out his hands with a smile on his face.

The old man looked to be about 60 years old, his beard and hair were not completely white, but there were traces of black.

But the wrinkles were deep, and there was a scar on his face.