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"bump!"

The sniper was taken aback by the roaring sniper rifle in his hand.

The gun in his hand has been blessed with silence magic, so it can't make any sound under normal circumstances, let alone the terrifying volume like shelling.

And when watching the bullet that was supposed to hit the Duke's daughter explode under the barrier of the protective cover, like a firework bursting in the air, no matter how slow the reaction is, you will know that the plan has gone wrong.

But in response to this roar, another boom sounded, and then, another.

"Idiot! I got caught!"

The sniper said anxiously, but he didn't know the sheller, and he couldn't give a warning.

It was originally a well-planned assassination plan.

The sniper is a perfect marksman. The sniper rifle in his hand is not only the highest industrial crystallization, but also insists on 72 magics to ensure the success of the assassination. Even if he assassinates Duke Roy, there is a [-]% chance of winning, let alone a man who is not A noble lady who knows neither magic nor combat skills.

But the sniper fired only one shot.

Regardless of whether the shot is successful or not, the sniper must leave the scene as quickly as possible.

Then after this shot, gunners will attack all parts of Cecilia City including the Duke's Palace.

This is a tactic to attack the east and the west.

In addition to using artillery fire to cover up the sniper's escape, it was also to attract the attention of the city guards and Duke Roy. When there was chaos everywhere, the assassins hidden at the assassination scene would carry out a third round of assassination according to the situation.

In the prediction of this assassination plan, the worst and worst outcome, even if all the assassinations fail, only the second and third rounds will reveal themselves, and then the Duke will trace the second round of artillery from Extinguishing Demons 80 years ago The batch of old artillery kept in the city government warehouse after the war, and the third round of assassins came from the Magic Association. Even if Duke Roy was aware of it again, he could only ask Cecilia City Hall and the Magic Association for their responsibilities.

Yes, first-round snipers "shouldn't exist."

But something went wrong with this meticulous plan. Someone actually released transformation magic and magnification magic nearby, turning gunshots into gunshots, which made the sniper expose his position and directly led to the second round of attacks. Start early.

no!At least I can't stay here!

The sniper quickly pulled out a teleportation scroll from his arms, trying to tear it apart.

He couldn't do it after only doing half of the movement, because he found that his shadow was like glue, sticking to his body, making him unable to move even if he moved.

【NO.17 Pork Ham Burger. 】

The sniper thought desperately, this is his "keyword".

It's an old self-destruct trick for magical assassins.

Before carrying out top-secret assassination missions, they always set a "keyword". If they lose consciousness during the mission, or if they think of this "keyword" on their own initiative, they will activate the obliteration magic, making themselves, props and even enemies The self in memory was completely erased together.

However, the sniper waited for half a minute, but he didn't wait until he disappeared.

what happened?

The sniper thought strangely, he had clearly remembered the "keyword"...

"Hee hee, what are you 'thinking' about?"

Of course it's the brain.

Thinking like this, the sniper suddenly felt something was wrong. He "looked" at the questioning voice, and saw that his head had rolled aside at some point, and he was looking at him with a smile.

"bump!"

At the same time, in the banquet hall of the city wall tower, people heard the sound of gunfire and hadn't reacted yet.

"Is it fireworks?"

Someone looked out at the night sky.

In order to make it easier for the Duke to inspect his people, there is a large terrace outside the banquet hall of the tower, from which people overlook most of the city of Cecilia.

At this moment, a thin mask was opened above all the buildings in the city of Cecilia, but it was difficult to observe with the naked eye, but with the roar of shelling, when the artillery hit the mask, you could see the people being attacked. A gorgeous magic circle pattern emerged in the position, blocking the attacking object, and causing the opponent to explode gorgeously in the air.

At first glance, it does look like fireworks.

Immediately, someone laughed foolishly and said, "The shape of this firework is a bit strange!"

"Is the time for launching the fireworks wrong? Her Highness Recifia's performance is not over yet."

"Do I think the sound of 'Fireworks' should be specially designed?" There is also a low voice with a good sense of music, "It sounds like it is out of step with the music."

"That's right!" Duke Roy said as an excuse.

He raised the fluffy cloak on his back and stood up like a giant polar bear, "Leiya's organ is specially customized in Magic Gear. It has been locked with Sky Spring and can sense any conflict. The maliciousness of the city, and activated the defensive network to block all attacks."

As Duke Roy said, Angel, as the master of the magic gear and the maker of the magic defense organ, silently saluted everyone behind him.

But to be honest, this pipe organ should not be such an exaggerated thing.

This is the "game table" custom-made by Lady Recifia.

That's right, Miss Recifia is going to use this thing to control the game characters on the game table.

Should it be said that she is worthy of being the princess of the Eastern Realm?

The taste is really different from ordinary people.

Also because of such an exaggerated "game table", Angel unceremoniously asked Roy's family for a lot of valuable magic materials, but even if he only used one-third of the materials for this magic item, it would not be too late. Let this pipe organ have functions that far exceed the performance of its own game.

So when the enemy used Recifia's playing the organ as an opportunity to assassinate, they had already made a big mistake, and there was no possibility of success in this assassination.

Duke Roy went one step further.

He thought that since the magic pipe organ could guarantee the safety of his daughter, it would be better to use his tricks to lure out those assassins and catch them all at once.

Angel was surprised to hear about this plan.

He was very confident in his product, believing that even if there was an attack, as long as Recifia was within the protection range of his pipe organ, he would not be hurt, but he didn't think that customers could trust him that much.

After all, that is the Duke's own daughter!

However, the descendants of the brave did not mistake their black-robed sage.

Facts have proved that the pipe organ is not only enough to protect Recifia, after being "networked" with Sky Spring, it can even expand the defensive magic circle, protect the entire city, and even turn an attack into a music game.

Recifia who can calmly accept all this is also very remarkable.

At least Duke Roy thought his daughter was amazing.

But when Duke Roy proudly showed off his daughter and the organ, the other guests were not in the same mood.

They heard Duke Roy's introduction to the performance of the organ, and finally realized what happened:

"Wait, my lord, are those 'fireworks'—"

"boom!"

As if responding to this conversation, a cannonball finally hit the balcony where the guests were with precision, but it did not fall completely, and with the sound of the pipe organ, the magic circle opened and was blocked, but the burst of sparks It was so close that a brick fell from the old city wall.

"Hey—"

Immediately there were guests who were about to scream.

"Yes, it's real artillery fire!"

The guests who were still standing on the terrace watching the "Fireworks" panicked and wanted to flee to the banquet hall, and the guests in the banquet hall were also in a panic, the order was completely out of control, and then the assassin hidden in the crowd also found an opportunity - it turned out to be like this .

But the guests didn't take a few steps before they found that the shadows under their feet were like glue, sticking to them.

"Please don't move around."

At this time, the black robe standing behind the Duke like a shadow said:

"We suspect this was a premeditated attack."

"The attack on His Royal Highness Crown Prince Hyde."

"what?"

Crown Prince Hyde, who was suddenly named, finally put down the game crystal ball in his hand, with a confused expression on his face.

Magic Gear Workshop.

When the explosion sounded in the city, several black shadows also gathered at the door of the magic gear.

One of the shadows pushed open the door of the magic gear, and walked in with several others.

They seemed to be very familiar with the Magic Gear Workshop, they went straight through the lobby of the store, bypassed the workshop workshop, and came to the underground warehouse that had no clues to outsiders, without any obstacles along the way.

The black shadows seemed to be very surprised by this:

"It's so easy to come in."

"It seems that the black robe is not very good!"

"By the way, is it really possible to find 'that'? Obviously, I have investigated many times before."

"Maybe it's the wrong owner! Isn't it, Boris?"

A black figure spoke to the one who opened the door first.

The black shadow named Boris paused, gritted his teeth and said, "No! That black cat lied to me! It said it didn't know anything, and was unwilling to give me the control of the workshop, otherwise how could I It has fallen to where it is now! But that 'successor' who came out of nowhere can expand the workshop to what it is now in a short period of time!"

That's right, this black shadow is the former owner of Magic Gear Workshop.

Boris Cecilia.

But if he was met face to face by Enliss now, I am afraid that Enliss would not recognize her former guardian.

This Mr. Boris still basically maintains the shape of a human being, but his facial features have disappeared, and other organs on his body are also a black mass. It looks like a human figure made out of mud, and the center of gravity changes at any time. So much so that the way he walks seems to be drunk, staggering here and there.

Boris' memory is also hazy.

He vaguely remembered that he owed a huge sum of money and escaped from the magic gear, but where he went and what he did during this time was blank in Boris's memory. He wanted to understand why he was here, and he heard that after he heard that the next owner of the workshop had brought his abandoned workshop back to life.

Boris was suddenly furious, he felt that the other party took everything from him.

——He was completely unwilling to think about the debt he owed.

So he took his "companion" back to the workshop, and wanted to get "the one" in the workshop so that he could regain control of the workshop.

Speaking of where these "companions" came from, Boris's mind was just a mess.

All he knew was that he took out a seal in the shape of a cat's paw from his pocket and pressed it.

The warehouse door is activated.

The slate carried the black shadows and flew past the shelves that were still stuffed with various overstocked goods, and finally came to the innermost core of the warehouse.

There, the golden heart was beating, and it looked more powerful and powerful than before, and this time, it was no longer the golden liquid flowing out of its interior, but full of magic power flowing into the heart through the tube.

"Look! There it is!"

Boris exclaimed excitedly: "I said that the core of the workshop must be here! When I was a child, I came here with my father to extract magic power! It's just that the black cat hid it and refused to give it to me life or death! "

"What for you, sell it completely?"

A voice sounded in the darkness: "Without this core, this workshop will cease to exist."

"Ha, ah, when a workshop can't bring wealth to its master, it doesn't make sense for it to exist!" Boris yelled frantically, he didn't think there was anything wrong with disposing of his property.

Even if that would completely kill a black cat that had guarded the workshop for nearly a thousand years.

"You are right to say that, but this kind of workshop is already mine, and you have no right to dispose of it." The voice said coldly.

"No, it's mine! My stuff!"

Boris stretched out his arm, trying to grab the heart behind him, but when his hand touched the heart, it just started to melt, and then his whole body also melted, turning into a ball of mud just like that.

During this process, several of Boris' "companions" took out their magic wands from their bodies from the very beginning, and aimed at the direction of the sound with vigilance, but they didn't intervene or stop them, they just watched with cold eyes.

They obviously don't care about Boris' life and death, and only use him as a tool to achieve their goals.

When Boris was completely muddy, they asked:

"Are you Angel Cecilia?"

"Why are you here?"

"Aren't you supposed to be in the Duke's banquet hall?"

The existence that claimed to be the owner of the workshop was hidden in the darkness, and had no intention of showing up: "You seem to know my whereabouts very well! Sure enough, just killing a subordinate organization can't stop your plan!"

"Let me guess, your plan to attack the eldest lady also includes using cannon fodder to attract attention and wait for the opportunity to sneak into the magic gear?"

"If it's convenient, even assassinate Angel Cecilia?"

The Assassins did not deny his inquiry:

"Hehe, since you know this, why don't you obediently go to the Duke's ball? It might be safer for you there! Here, you have nowhere to escape—"

Accompanied by such words, the assassins unanimously used magic.

But no matter what kind of magic they use, hitting in the dark is like sinking into the sea.

"You don't think you can defeat me like this, do you?" Angel sneered.

The darkness seemed to have life, and approached them two steps.

An assassin yelled as if he couldn't stand the horror: "The devil... no, you are indeed Cecilia! The reincarnation of Cecilia!"

"Aha?"

It seemed that because of hearing something too stupid, the darkness was quiet for a while, and then laughter came.

"I am the reincarnation of the great magician, is this a great compliment?"

"Praise? How can this be a compliment?" the assassin roared. "Cecilia is just a fraud! He is the culprit of everything! He pretended to be the hero who saved everything!"

"Hmm, what do you say?" Angel asked with interest.

Even for him, this was the first time he heard such a statement.

"Alright! Let me make you understand your crimes!" The assassin who seemed to be the leader said, "That person is obviously the chosen one of the gods, but he violated the will of the gods. He not only tried to steal the godhead, but also took away the greatest The power of the magic emperor Mythril led to the collapse of the entire era of gods!"

"It was because the gods were hit hard that the demon war started. Cecilia used the power he stole to draw down the abyss, drove the demons away, and became a hero who saved the world!"

"Isn't this a joke?! Without him, people should live a happy life under the guidance of the gods!"

Black Shadow complained bitterly.

Hearing this point, even if he didn't get information from other places first, Angel understood that this group of people were the "God's Chosen" mages in the Mage Tower of the King's Capital.

Angel thought it was the "education reform" that provoked this group of lunatics, but now it seems that this group of people focused on the magic gear earlier than expected, even before he left the Mage Tower, When Boris was in charge of the workshop, he had already set his sights on this place.

"...But it's not right!" Even though Angel knew that the other party was unreasonable, he still wanted to discuss academic issues with the other party. "Let's not discuss whether people will be happy under the guidance of the gods, but The decline of the Era of the Gods should have nothing to do with that great magician! But the power of the gods is already weakening, such as Queen Inna who sacrificed to the kingdom, and the magic emperor Mythril who treats ordinary people as human beings. It will be endless!"

Angel's speech angered the fanatics:

"Nonsense! How can the gods weaken?! You are indeed the reincarnation of that blasphemer!"

"? Why do I have to be the reincarnation of that Cecilia!" Angor asked innocently, "I am obviously a mid-level mage." Turned some mages from the mage tower in the king's capital to turn around and make them their own puppets Things should not have been exposed!The mages of this faction probably don't know what level of power I can use.

"Don't you think we don't know? The magic gear is a puppet pool you made for yourself!" The assassin accused, "You can't leave the mage tower because of your powerful power, so use your puppet to execute your will !"

They looked at the silt that Boris turned into on the ground with disgust: "This is the evidence!"

...Is this thing really made of mud?

My current body is also... isn't it?I have done thousands of experiments on myself, and found nothing abnormal, it is obviously an ordinary human body.

Angel doubted: "Is there something wrong!"

"Stop making excuses!" said the assassins, and the leader suddenly took out a golden gemstone from his bosom, "I have expected you to be such a guy, and we have already prepared a countermeasure!"

So saying, he said a few incantations over the gem.

The gems immediately emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the warehouse.

What they didn't know was that with the glow of gemstones, a blond man in a white robe in the Holy Spirit's Day celebration team showed a surprised expression and ran towards the workshop quickly.

"Blessing of the God of Light... This is indeed a powerful thing, and it is not good for keeping the items in the warehouse!"

'Angel' sighed.

But under the bright light, it can be seen that where he is is not a black robe, but a thin black-haired boy with huge horns.

"You, aren't you the deity?!" the assassin said in surprise.

"Because I don't need it, the workshop is my territory, how do you think you can defeat me in this kind of place?" said the ramhorn boy, he raised a hand, "Besides, I still have the power of all the citizens. "

"!!"

Accompanied by such words, darkness "grows" from the feet of the assassins, and it quickly wraps around the mage assassins like vines, pulling them into his own shadow.

In the next instant, darkness covered the entire space, and the warehouse returned to its usual darkness.

Among the crowd, the retrograde white-robed blond man stopped in his tracks and stood there in a daze.

And the boy with the horns put down his hands and adjusted his head.

"Are you okay, Jack." He asked worriedly.

"Okay." He replied again.

"Then I'm going there, and that's the most critical time," Angel said, "Thank you for lending me my body."

"..."

The boy didn't answer, he stood there for a while, seemed to be sure that the foreign soul on his body had left, then turned around slowly, and took a look at the heart of the workshop as the core.

Then, for the first time, a frightened expression appeared on the goat-like dull face of the goat-horned boy.

City Wall Banquet Hall

"Wait, this is the assassination of the crown prince? What evidence do you have!"

It was the mage next to the crown prince who asked so angrily.

As a high-level mage, of course he would not be under the control of a mere black robe (on the surface), but he could not remain indifferent to the words of the black robe, and strode towards the black robe.

But before he got close to the black robe, Duke Roy grabbed him.

"The evidence is the artillery fire outside!" Duke Roy said, "Even without a protective shield, such artillery fire cannot really break down the city wall. Their purpose should be to create panic in order to gain an opportunity to assassinate."

"As for who to assassinate, isn't it clear at a glance?"

Duke Roy looked at the crown prince.

The people in the banquet hall also started whispering because of the Duke's words.

——Indeed, it was a coincidence that there was an assassin when the Crown Prince visited Cecilia for the first time, which made people think too much, and the nobles are the creatures that are best at brainstorming.

What added fuel to the flames was that the black robe raised his hand slightly at this time, and a shadow belonging to the prince's guard suddenly stood up, tearing his master's clothes.

Suddenly, the pistol and dagger fell to the ground.

There was an uproar in the crowd.

The guard's face turned pale immediately: "No, no, my purpose is—"

Recifia.

But he couldn't make any sound anymore.

Duke Roy waved his hand: "Keep calm! Leia's concert will protect the safety of the entire city, we just need to find out the assassin inside!"

As he said this, he secretly gave Angel a thumbs up.

Angel turned away indifferently.

Yes, starting from here is the plan of Duke Roy and Angel.

In the enemy's original plan, the success of the assassination is actually not particularly important, because Recifia's assassination, no matter what, the crown prince will be implicated. His Majesty the Emperor does not pursue it. Getting angry, that's what it should be. Who made the law and order in the East Territory so bad?

However, the assassination of the crown prince was seen through and stopped by the Duke, which was another political event.

Especially when the assassin has nothing to do with the Eastern Realm.

Duke Roy naturally knew how to use this to seek his share of benefits.

This is also the reason why Duke Roy and Angel packaged this incident as the assassination of the crown prince.

But Angel didn't think it mattered.

Anyway, the rest is the Duke's business. Angel just came here today to go through the motions. Now that the task is completed, he can't wait to leave this unlucky place and take off this uncomfortable dress.

Everything has been settled for today!

Whether it's from the Duke's Mansion, Magic Gear, or a press conference——

Long live peace!

"Sir...Mr. Angell!"

At this moment, Angel heard a voice.

Silverleaf's voice.

But Yinye shouldn't be here, Angel felt the direction of the magic that produced the sound, closed his eyes, and the images of Yinye and Jack appeared in front of his eyes.

I saw the black sheep and the white sheep holding hands tightly, and there were huge horns growing out of Yinye's head.

"...What are you guys doing?"

"Otherwise we can't contact you!" Yinye said anxiously.

Angor wanted to ask something more—it was the first time he knew that Silver Leaf and Jack's horns had such a function—but Silver Leaf's next sentence made Angel want to blacken it:

"The cloud server is down!"