miss mist go with the flow

Sirin nodded.

She recalled the scene where Lolda confronted the legendary troll head-on. To be honest, even at her peak state, she might not be able to do such an exaggerated thing.

The true strength of this old friend of Amy should be above the legend.

Judging from the confession of the black magician on the airship, the senior black magician lurking on the rail train this time may have some connection with Lister.

The distance between the three cars is not far. Within a few minutes, Sirin and Amy arrived outside the two compartments near the passage in the fourth car.

Four flight attendants are guarding here, and Amy roughly perceives that these four are gold-level professionals with extraordinary strength.

"It's here." Parnell said.

Sirin squatted down, took out a half-foot star pattern cloth, stained the star pattern ink with her fingers, and drew a strange symbol.

The corners of Amy's mouth twitched slightly. She bought these things from Roland to practice scroll making and enchanting. Unexpectedly, they all fell into Sirin's hands and became her consumables.

The magic rune lit up, and the radiance dissipated. Sirin closed her eyes to sense it. Ten seconds later, she pointed to the top of her head and said, "The random teleportation is on the roof of the carriage. You have sent someone to check the carriage. How is the top?"

Panier's face froze, on the roof of the carriage?They were in a hurry, but ignored the option of the roof.

"The carriage is closed, where can I get on and off the roof?" Sirin asked.

"The control rooms at both ends!" Panier replied in seconds, and then his face changed, "No, there is danger in the control room outside the eighth car!"

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ps: The second update is here, ask for tickets~~

Friends who have the conditions, you can throw away blade gifts and the like~~ The pounce is a bit fierce, salted fish needs a little psychological support~~

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 120 The Seventh Investigation

Panier himself rushed over from the control room at the front of the first car, and there was no abnormality in the places he passed. Excluding the control room at the front of the car, the black magician who wanted to return to the car by normal means would definitely pass by the one at the rear. A control room.

He quickly took a few people and hurried to the rear of the car.

The seventh and eighth carriages are both material carriages, with a large number of wooden boxes piled up. The aisle is more spacious than the passenger carriage. A group of people passed by quickly. When they rushed to the control room at the rear of the car, Panier's face became very ugly. .

The door of the control room at the rear of the car opened a gap, and a middle-aged man in a water-blue robe leaned against the door, already silent.

Panier recognized that this mage was Iqi, the person in charge of the control room at the rear of the car. He was a platinum-level spellcaster, but he died here without a sound, and there were no traces of battle left at the scene.

But at the moment, Panier has no time to care about his colleague's corpse. He pushed open the door and rushed into the control room to check the status of the magic circle and alchemy equipment.

Sirin squatted down beside the corpse, stretched out her fingers, and pressed Iqi's neck, exerting force slowly. After a while, a faint black air escaped from Iqi's slightly opened lips.

Sirin snapped her fingers to ignite the black air, and quickly gave her own judgment:

"He died from the voodoo curse, which is a high-level black magic curse. The caster took advantage of others' surprise and succeeded in a sneak attack, and his magic power did not lose much. Be extra careful in the follow-up tracking process."

A flight attendant next to him asked, "Does this body need special treatment?"

Black magic curses are very strange, and many of them have the characteristic of spreading with the corpse, and the voodoo curse is no exception.

Sirin said: "Put it in a body bag first. For subsequent processing, remember to burn it in a closed space to prevent the smoke and dust from escaping. It is best to collect the ashes and bury them deep in the ground."

"understand!"

Soon someone brought a clean body bag, put the magician's body into it and carried it away.

Sirin gave Amy a wink, and the two walked into the train control room together.

The layout of the control room is similar to the cockpit of the airship, but there is no steering wheel. The walls and floor on both sides are engraved with patterns of magic circles. There is a chair in the center of the room, and a vertical pillar in front of the chair. There is a purple crystal ball placed on it.

The magic glow shone on the crystal ball, which made Amy feel very familiar.

She thought about it, and there was a similar crystal ball on the stone platform in the ruins of the Silver City that could reveal the phantom of the past.

It seems that Parnell is not lying, some technologies of rail trains come from Linquan Winery.

There is a narrow door on the side of the control room, and there is an iron ladder climbing up outside the door. This door has traces of opening. The black magician must have entered the control room through the narrow door, and attacked and killed Izzy.

Then he opened the door of the control room from the inside, fled to other compartments, and hid.

Panier squatted aside, looking sadly at the chaotic lines of magic power on the ground.His personal guard drew his sword out of its sheath, and guarded it vigilantly, scanning left and right.

The magic circle that kept the train running was destroyed. Judging from this situation, it was also the work of the black magician.

Sirin asked: "The damage to the magic circle here will affect the operation of the train?"

Panier frowned, and said: "When designing the rail train, we considered the failure of the magic circle and alchemy equipment. The control rooms at both ends can independently support the train operation for a certain period of time. Here The damage to the magic circle is not serious, I have written down the picture of the formation a long time ago, and it is not too difficult to repair it. The black magician left here in a hurry and did not have time to destroy the alchemy equipment, which is a blessing among misfortunes."

"In other words, the only problem now is to find out that black mage and arrest him?" Sirin said concisely.

Panier nodded, then sighed again, and said: "Because of the principle of confidentiality, the work of repairing the magic circle can only be done by myself, and no one else can interfere. In this way, the matter of arresting the black magician can only be done by myself." I can hand it over to you two, I will let the crew on the train cooperate with you all, and please try not to cause panic among the passengers."

"I will pay attention." Sirin stretched out her palm to Panier naturally.

Panier also understood what she meant, took off the badge on his chest, and handed it to Sirin.

After receiving the identity badge bestowed by the emperor, before returning it to Panier, Sirin became the person in charge with the highest authority on the train, and could transfer all crew members at will.

Seeing this situation, Panier's personal guard changed his face slightly, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Panier's hand, "Believe Your Excellency Sirin and Your Excellency Amy, and fully cooperate with them, this is an order!"

The guard took a step back and remained silent.

Panier waved his hand and said, "Afna, I trouble you to be Your Excellency Sirin's deputy and cooperate with the scheduling. If you encounter any problems, you can make your own decisions."

The short-haired woman who was in charge of operating the counter in the dining car came out and bowed slightly to Sirin.

Sirin's eyes narrowed slightly, Afna had been hiding in the shadow of the cargo box, she hadn't noticed Afna's existence just now.

Although Iki's corpse also attracted attention, Afna's stealth skills and ability to hide her breath were extraordinary and not simple.

When dispatching Afna, even Panier used the word "trouble". It seems that this person should be a master sent by the emperor to support Panier.

"It's not too late, let's start acting now."

Sirin scanned the surroundings, her senses were fully activated, and she made sure that there were no other stalkers. She immediately issued an order, pointing to several flight attendants around and said, "You all stay here to protect Panier's safety, and arrange some more people to guard the train. The front control room."

These two control rooms are the two most important cores of the entire rail train. Before catching the black magician, these two cores must be guarded to prevent other malicious people from taking advantage of troubled waters.

Several flight attendants obeyed the order and took their positions, and Afna also took the opportunity to make a few tactical gestures to refine the order arrangement.

Sirin looked at Avna and asked, "Stalkers like you, how many are there in the car?"

Afna said: "It's just me."

Sirin frowned slightly, and asked, "Where are the professionals above the Platinum level?"

Afna said: "There are six people including me. Iqi was attacked and killed. According to your arrangement, two people need to be assigned to guard the front and rear control rooms. The remaining two people who can be called have hidden their identities and disguised themselves as passengers."

Izzy was killed by a surprise attack by a black magician without any preparation, leaving no useful information behind.

Sirin pondered for a few seconds, raised her head to look at the top of the car, and ordered: "We still have to send someone to investigate on the top of the car, the black magician may be suspicious, making us think he has entered the car, but he is still outside. "

Afna was slightly surprised, nodded and said, "I'll arrange it now."

Sirin reached out and patted Amy's shoulder, saying: "Amy, your perception is very strong. On our way back to the fourth compartment, you should take a good sense of the surrounding situation. If you find anything unusual, please explain it to me in time. .”

Sirin was reluctant to let Amy do dangerous things, but it was no problem to stay by her side and use her perception to find enemies.

She used to be a member of the Abyss Expedition Team, and she is well versed in the principle of "making the best use of people".

Amy nodded, she does not reject being a "humanoid radar", as long as she can help Sirin.

What's more, she now has two skills with golden entries, and she is not incapable of fighting.

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ps: It is a routine fishing day at the beginning of the month...

I will make it up later~~

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 120 Eight Professional Hunters

Iverson Vandok regretted it very much at this time.

If he didn't drink so much wine before going to bed, he wouldn't be woken up by peeing after lying in bed, and he wouldn't be so sleepy after going to the toilet that he wanted to go out for a walk.

If he hadn't come out for a stroll, he wouldn't have run into that ghostly old monster, and he wouldn't have been dragged back to the cubicle by the old man, where he would lie back under the covers in fear.

Feeling the nearly stagnant breathing behind him, and the skinny fingers and claws on his neck, Iverson wanted to cry but could only close his eyes tightly, pull the quilt, and pretend nothing happened.

While condemning his own stupidity in his heart, he secretly complained about the security system of the rail train.

Before getting into the car, didn't the poster say that the elite soldiers of the Imperial Army are solely responsible for security matters?How could such a dangerous guy get on the train?

Right now, he has become the old monster's hostage, and he has no choice but to hide it under the blanket. The fear and tension in his heart are soaring to the limit, his arms are stiff, and his buttocks are also clamped tightly, for fear of leaking any sound that should not be there.

Squeeze Ma Ma Drops!Being held on the back by a skinny old man is too painful!Can anyone come and save him?

Iverson was nervous and panicked, and under the attack of these complex emotions, he felt a trance of urination again...

Numb and numb, Iverson looked at the opposite bed through the bed, wanting to cry but without tears.

His companion was sleeping over there, and the party before going to bed was also forced by the other party. Now that guy is sleeping with his girlfriend in his arms, but he is being held hostage by a scary old guy...

Speaking of which, during the dinner, this guy was still thinking about those two unofficial ladies...

Thinking of this, Iverson cursed from the bottom of his heart, he will never act with this idiot in the future, if he can get out of the car alive, he will definitely break up with these cronies, start a new life, take good care of the family business, and never go out to wander !

Iverson held the pendant on his chest with his stiff right hand, which was a talisman left to him by his deceased mother. At this moment, he could only secretly pray that his mother far away in heaven would bless him to survive this disaster safely.

dong dong dong.

There was a sound from the wooden door of the compartment, and a gentle voice sounded outside the door.

"Excuse me, are the passengers here already asleep?"

Iverson could tell that it was the voice of the girl behind the counter in the dining car during dinner. She had shoulder-length short hair, the mountains on her chest were protruding and eye-catching, and her appearance was also above average. She was a rare beauty. .

If it weren't for worrying about the other party's background in the military, Iverson would have wanted to strike up a conversation and make friends. With this beauty, the ten-day journey would definitely be much more interesting.

But now, Iverson can only pray secretly that the girl named Avna can find out the abnormality in the compartment and find a way to rescue him.

Iverson didn't dare to speak, and pretended to be sound asleep. The guard of the noble young master was asleep on the bed near the compartment door. After hearing the sound, he groped to get up and opened the door.

Iverson felt that the breath of the old thing behind him became heavier for a moment, and the skinny fingers and claws that clamped the back of his neck became more and more forceful.

He knew that the monster behind him was threatening him, asking him to cooperate well, otherwise it would kill him.

The guard opened the door, only to see Afuna.

The short-haired woman bowed first as usual, and said, "I'm Afna, a rail train crew member. I'm taking the liberty to visit. I want to collect the passengers' ride experience today. Is it convenient for you to communicate now?"

The guard looked at the noble young master who was sleeping on the bed diagonally behind him, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, my young master and his friends have already gone to bed, it's late now, you'd better come back tomorrow."

Afna looked inside the compartment. In the dim night, her pupils were bright green, and her pupils seemed to have turned into cat-like round pupils for a moment. She didn't say much, and He bowed and said: "Then don't bother me, everyone have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, Avna closed the compartment door from the outside, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Iverson was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, and he didn't dare to take a small breath until Afna left, for fear that any movement would arouse the old thing behind him with murderous intent.

"It's still sensible, you saved your life and your friend's life."

An old voice sounded directly in Iverson's mind, and it was terrifying, which made Iverson even more frightened.

He didn't dare to speak, he could only nod dully.

As for asking about the other party's identity, Iverson is not stupid. It's fine if he doesn't know the other party's identity. If he knows his identity, he will really die!

Bang bang bang.

Not long after it became quiet, there was another soft knock on the door outside.

The guard got out of bed impatiently again, opened the door with a little anger, and frowned angrily, "Are you finished? Are you letting people rest?!"

This time it was not Avna standing outside the door, but a beautiful woman with long dark blue hair and blue eyes. Her body was slightly arched, and she held the long sword at her waist with her right hand. The moment the door opened, she drew her sword out of its sheath, and with a sudden burst of sharp aura, she lifted the guard away and pointed directly at Iverson's bed.

Gee.

Iverson clearly heard the twitching sound, he was shocked, and secretly thought that my life was over.

Such a violent attack really didn't take his life seriously!That old monster will surely kill him before he escapes!

But under the pressure of panic in his heart, Iverson couldn't even say "don't" and "help me", so he could only freeze in place and wait to die.

The skinny fingers and claws on the back of his neck suddenly tightened, and severe pain hit him. When he felt that his neck was about to be pinched, the tightening force suddenly loosened, and then there was a low, muffled groan.

Iverson flew up and hit the door with his head forward. The bed had been cut to pieces, and a figure wrapped in pitch black separated him from the skinny old man, and there was still a little scarlet in the night.

It was Avna. She entered the cubicle at some point, and when the old man was about to crush Iverson to death, she cut off the old man's fingers and threw Iverson out.