Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

S999: 'Mission target Aibo.Albican, the current synchronization rate is 50%. '

Han Mo: "It seems that the captain of the guard misses me." '

S999: 'Yes, the synchronization rate increases steadily at a slow rate, which means that he has been missing you. '

Han Mo: "Then I have to live up to it and find a way to survive to meet him again, right?" '

The night was getting dark, and the sky of Wangcheng was like an impenetrable blackness, covering the faintly flickering lights of thousands of families.

Morani fled between the dying lamp and the moonlight.He could hear the tiny but persistent footsteps behind him.Judging from the sound, there were at least three people chasing after him.

One of them is known to be skilled at using bows and arrows.As for the other two—

Morani adjusted his pace and suddenly changed his course.As soon as his hind feet left the ground, several barbed traps flew past his heels, pierced into the ground, and were nailed in a neat row.

With the sound of Morani cursing, the row of traps exploded, rolling up high-temperature flames and blue-purple currents, burning the dark street as bright as day.

Morani was pushed forward a few steps by the strong airflow brought by the explosion, and his eyes were reddened by the smoke and dust.In the smog that has not cleared, a low wall looms in front of you.

It's a dead end.

The pursuers behind were still clinging on, and the sound of footsteps was about to reach the entrance of the alley.

Morani looked up, measured the distance and threw the hook rope, and the end of the rope was firmly fixed on the top of the building at the other end of the low wall.

There is no time.He grabbed the rope and stepped on the wall to climb upwards, only to rise to half the height, when the ominous sound of high-speed friction of air came from behind his ears again.

He involuntarily took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, kicked his legs against the wall with all his strength, contracted the flexible and strong muscles of his waist, and used the remaining momentum to do two somersaults in a row, and threw himself over the wall along the rope.

The second after he climbed over the low wall, several feather arrows and burst traps landed on the position where he was originally climbing.Under the ravages of heat and lightning, most of the low wall collapsed in one fell swoop, smoke and gunpowder were everywhere, and panicked shouts from nearby residents could be heard from time to time.

Morani, who escaped by chance, climbed onto the roof, took advantage of the confusion and continued to sprint forward to create a distance.

He leaped between the gaps between the eaves and jumped from one building to the top of another.

The streets of Wangcheng are just under his feet, spreading densely like a spider's web.The center of the spider web is the Holy See, which he avoids, and the outer periphery of the spider web is a smooth city wall tens of meters high, with guard posts and various magic circles.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to climb over the city wall and escape directly.Although he has temporarily thrown off the guild's killers, once they find their way again and surround him under the city wall separately, it will be difficult for him to escape even if he spreads his wings.

Blindly escaping is not the answer, and there is no chance of winning a direct conflict.Morani has a bit of a headache. If this continues, is it possible to accompany them to play hide-and-seek in circles until dawn?

S999: 'The time is almost here, you can prepare to ask Aibo for help. '

Han Mo: "How to ask for help?"call him?Even if I successfully send the message to him, he may not know where I am. '

S999: 'There's always something that doesn't need to be said explicitly, both of you know it.You just have to make sure you can meet up there. '

...where both of them know.

Han Mo raised his head suddenly, and under the dark night sky, as far as he could see, stood a clock tower, quietly reflecting the moonlight.

Marquis Mansion, outside the banquet hall.

As soon as the news that the assassins were mixed into the banquet, Aibo immediately transferred most of the guards to Bishop Astor, and the other part was used to appease the panic-stricken nobles in the banquet hall, advising them to be safe. For the sake of consideration, try to stay at the dinner party, lest unfortunately you will be singled out and become the target of the assassin.

This would reduce confusion and ensure that no one would inadvertently discover Morani's whereabouts.

After the turmoil initially subsided, Aibo avoided the eyes and ears of his subordinates and returned to the place where he broke up with Morani.

The young assassin had disappeared, and the broken silk and silk flowers were still scattered on the ground.

In the shadows at the corner of the hallway, well-tailored evening gowns lay abandoned.Next to the messy fabric lay the man who had been knocked out by Morani. Although he was unconscious, his breathing was still steady.If you really want to say that he has suffered any damage, it is that his whole body, from underwear to shoes and socks, has been stripped to nothing.

Just by seeing this scene, Aibo could imagine how Mo Lani complained in a low voice while putting on the clothes he stole from others.

He looked out of the corridor, wondering if Morani had escaped safely.But as far as the eye can see, there are only silent and swaying tree shadows.

He reversed his pace and walked back, deciding to send Bishop Astor back to the mansion safely before investigating the assassin's whereabouts.

At this moment, a certain sound from afar made his feet stop.He stood quietly, reconfirming again and again that the voice was indeed what he thought in his heart, not a hallucination.

It was a burst of bells, coming from the tallest clock tower building in Wangcheng.Unlike the regular bells that tell the time, the bells sounded quickly, like some kind of signal.

A few minutes later, under the leadership of Aibo, a small group of Holy See guards rode out of the garden and headed straight for the clock tower.

Morani squatted on the top of the clock tower, overlooking the entire city from the commanding heights.

At this moment, he finally saw the origin of the person who had been chasing after him.Among the three killers, one is good at using bows and arrows, the other is good at using traps, and the remaining one is tall and strong, with muscles and muscles. It is obvious from a glance that he is good at close combat.

The three of them split into three groups and moved quickly towards the clock tower where Morani was.

When they arrived, there was no one at the top of the clock tower, only the huge main body of the building stood in front of them.The chains on the gate had come loose, and the door was gaping open like a giant beast's mouth.

The three exchanged glances.One of them raised the explosive trap as if to launch it inward, but was stopped by the archer.The latter pulled the bowstring to the full, and tentatively fired an arrow into the door.

A barrier of light flashed and bounced the feathered arrow back, narrowly passing between the three of them.

The trapman shrugged and looked at the third person, the melee assassin, in unison with the archer.

The assassin swung a battle ax twice in the air, and entered the gate of the clock tower alone without hesitation.

He made his way up the narrow stairs, ready to kill any living creature in front of him with a single blow.But until he climbed all the way to the top floor out of breath, he didn't even see a mouse, let alone a living person.

He stood at the top of the clock tower and gestured downward to the other two, to the effect that there was not even a ghost in this tower.

At this moment, he felt an unusual coolness on his neck.

Before he could utter a cry, a bloodied head fell from the top of the bell tower and landed at the feet of the two assassins.

The thing rolled half a circle on the ground, and it was whitened by the cold moonlight, its facial features still maintained the shape of astonishment, and the neck was neatly cut off by the noose.

There is no doubt that this is the handwriting of Morani.

He has been suspended by his bare hands outside the fence at the top of the clock tower until the victim climbed to the top floor before turning back into the fence.At this time, while moving his shoulder that was about to be dislocated, he carefully wiped the blood on the noose.

There are only two opponents left.

The archer and the trapper looked at the top floor, then looked at each other, and began to discuss in whispers.

They approached the gate of the bell tower, covered by the corners of the eaves, and disappeared from Morani's sight.

Morani waited for a long time, but did not hear any sound from the bottom of the stairs that he expected.When he realized that something was wrong and looked out, he saw that the flames were already burning up to the sky under the tower.

Firelight and flame shadows danced in his eyes, turning his pupils into blood red.The thermal air rose rapidly, and soon the temperature at the top of the tower rose to an unbearable level. The thermal air washed away his consciousness and blurred his vision.

He thought of the piles of straw and firewood, the cross erected at the entrance of the village, the blowing heat wave, the curled and blackened limbs, and the disgusting burnt smell.

Screaming, cursing, crying, pleading, and the heart-piercing——

'Run! '

'Molaney!run! '

'It's so hot!Who can help me! '

'Save my son—'

"Do not……"

A piercing pain broke out in his head, and Morani clenched his hands into fists and pressed his temples, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees.

After the two assassins set fire to it, they waited under the clock tower, but Morani did not show up for a long time.

Although they were puzzled, they were not in a hurry.Anyway, if Morani didn't leave the clock tower, he must be inside the fire.Whether he was killed by the two of them or burned alive, as long as he got his head, the bounty would be in his bag.

The only thing they have to do at this point is to wait patiently.

While they were waiting, there was a train of hooves approaching from afar.

At first they thought it was the guards who came to support the firefighting, so they didn't take it seriously.It wasn't until the leading blond knight pointed the tip of his unsheathed sword at them and ordered the others to join forces to round up, that they realized that they had misjudged the situation and it was too late to escape.

More than a dozen spears and swords formed a concentric circle, allowing the two assassins to be captured without any effort.

All members of the Holy See Guards focused on these two assassins, lest a single negligence would cause them to escape.

And behind them, the clock tower in the raging flames had already begun to collapse.

Fireworks and fine dust rose up with the airflow, while the plaster and masonry kept falling, and the beams and columns supporting the building gradually tilted.

In this horrifying scene, a rope was quietly thrown from the top of the tower, and a figure dangled down dangerously.But before landing safely, the rope was licked off by the flames.

The figure stalled and fell, and just when it was about to hit the ground, the speed suddenly slowed down.It was as if there was an invisible palm holding him, placing him gently.

Around him, dust sparks hit the ground like a shower.But when he was directly above him, all the falling dust was blocked by an invisible mask, and not even a spark of fire splashed on him.

The guard escorted the two assassins away. After the sound of horseshoes disappeared, the street returned to silence.

Aibo's figure was reflected in the silent burning fire. He bent over and hugged the unconscious assassin by the side of the clock tower that was about to collapse into ruins.Behind him was the raging flames, and under his feet was the quiet stone pavement. He looked down at the person in his arms, as if he had made some decision in his heart, and sighed softly.

The author has something to say: I will enter V tomorrow, I will be thick and long, and finally it is time to complete the task again! (rubbing hands)

There are red envelopes in Chapter V, I hope fairies will support the original version, bow deeply, thank you very much

See you tomorrow~