I'm in a bad mood.
I followed Selin without saying a word and delivered the remaining things to the place one by one.
The sun is gradually setting in the west, gilding the white houses of Dalaran with a light purple border. Soon, this place will be covered by a magnificent light shield, and the light of the golden magic lamp will shine on the city. Every corner.
The streets no longer have the hustle and bustle of the day, but people are still coming and going. The vendors who had been busy all day closed their stalls happily and discussed the day's harvest in low voices.
"Miss Messiah," Selin looked at me with worry, perhaps because he noticed that I hadn't spoken for too long, "Don't worry, they will catch the murderer, and Lafayette will be fine."
"They... Wendell said that he might not be able to be an alchemist anymore."
"There's always something else to do, and Lafayette is smart."
"Listen to that damn Mrs. Miller, he's from Briar."
"That's a small village near the King of Lordaeron."
"So, when Lafayette returns to that small village, will he become a farmer, a blacksmith, or... a fisherman?"
Selin lowered his head slightly, "I feel sorry for him, but there is nothing I can do about it."
I kicked the stones under my feet and said nothing.
I'm like that too, right? I also felt sorry for that boy, but I had no money, no medical skills, and even when he was attacked, I couldn't do anything.
*
At the corner of the street not far away, the three-story building of the Hero Hotel appeared in my field of vision. The ancient wooden sign kept swaying gently in the magical breeze.
In the hall, travelers from all over the world drank ale and chatted loudly about anecdotes. From Darkshore to the Dark Portal, from Hyjal to the Maelstrom, they tried their best to attract others' attention, either in high spirits or in high spirits. Filled with indignation or excitement, they chatted so enthusiastically, but no one even expressed a word of emotion for the poor child.
It turns out that the world is so boundless and a person is so insignificant.
"You...do you know that knight?" Selin suddenly asked in front of the door.
"Knight?" I gave him a strange look, "Which one? I seem to only recognize the one next to me now."
"Uh... I mean, the clerk."
"...Recorder? Oh...you mean Darien, he is Lord Alexander Mograine's youngest son. God knows how he became the purple guy. I remember I beat him a few years ago. "
"...Mograine? Mograine?!"
"Yes, it's the Mograine you know, the Mograine who is known throughout the continent." As I said that, I looked up at him. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was surprised and struggling with something. That look suddenly made me feel a little funny, "Sir Knight?"
He was startled, "Miss Messiah?"
"Has your red shirt been mended?"
"Huh? Not yet."
"Bring it to my house. Maybe Darien has a unique father, but you have a unique seamstress." With that, I opened the door to my room, "Hurry up. Son!" I winked at him.
*
The room was a little dark, so I turned on the magic lamp, but the moment the dim light came on, I saw that there were already two people sitting in the already small room.
They were all dressed in neat black cloth, with gray-brown masks covering their faces. I didn't like their eyes, because their dark gaze fell on me coldly, as if looking at a dead body.
"So, it was this little girl who made Philip so embarrassed?" One of them spoke, a slender woman.
"Oh, she has eyes like an eagle." The other, a male voice with a rough voice, said, "He wants them."
"Then, hurry up and do it, I don't want to waste time on that stupid pig Phillip!" As he said that, the woman's figure slowly disappeared.
What the hell are they talking about?
I was shocked, and subconsciously, I immediately wanted to rush to the door. However, my instinct for crisis made me retract my hand at the last moment. I only heard a pop sound, and the woman's hand sank deeply into the wooden door. If I hadn't retracted my hand just now, she would have cut off my entire wrist!
Her attack did not stop. For a moment, I felt blurry in front of my eyes. The next second, I only felt a warm body pressing against my back. At that moment, I almost screamed, but right there In an instant, the hilt of her knife hit my throat hard, knocking back the scream that I almost blurted out.
oh! Severe pain!
The pain in my throat that felt like it was being crushed made my eyes go black for a while, but I knew that if I fainted, I might never be able to see anything again!
I bit my lip and stared with blurry eyes to prevent myself from falling into coma. At the same time, I turned my hands behind my back and subconsciously grabbed her wrist. I actually grabbed her wrist accurately, and then pushed hard. He used his strength to slip out of her grasp.
boom
I suddenly hit the closet, covering my burning throat. I turned my head and looked over, and saw her rushing over again, moving as fast as the wind.
I immediately jumped up into the air, and when her dagger stabbed me, I landed in the opposite position to her prediction. She was stunned for a moment, then pounced on me again, and I landed in a position she didn't expect.
The Death Dance finally saved my life again.
"Hey, he's not a small character." The man who had been watching the battle suddenly spoke, his voice full of disbelief, "Do you know this pace?"
"Ah~ Death Dance." The woman gritted her teeth.
"Who could teach it?"
"No matter who he is! We took Phillip's badge! Let's go together and solve it quickly!"
Damn it!
My heart suddenly rose to my throat.
what is going on? ! Where did I mess with these damn people? ! The most damning thing is, who are they? !
However, I couldn't question it right now.
Subconsciously, I rushed to the nearest square table and grabbed the copper pot on it.
My cloth bag is on the cabinet at the other end of the bed, and the dagger is also inside. Maybe this kettle will be my only weapon now.
*
They held the sharp knives behind their backs and slowly approached me. Their steps were very steady and seamless.
At that moment, just when I was almost forced into a corner, there was a sudden knock on my door, and Selin's pleasant voice sounded outside the door, "Miss Messiah?"
"Stop..." I opened my mouth, but the severe pain in my throat prevented me from pronouncing it.
Obviously, the knock on the door surprised the two men in black. Taking advantage of that gap, I threw the copper pot in my hand towards the woman with all my strength!
boom
My shots are always accurate, and this time, I hit her right on the forehead!
"Ah!" She screamed miserably, her head tilted to one side by my blow. If the man hadn't helped her immediately, she would have fallen to the ground.
That sound caused a period of dead silence around me, and then, my door was kicked open by a huge force.
Selin rushed in from outside the door. He must have seen the situation in the room at a glance. He immediately clenched his fists and rushed towards the two people.
Maybe Selin's speed is not fast, but his strength cannot be underestimated. With just that simple pounce, I seemed to have heard the whistling sound of wind on his fist.
The man in black immediately took a step back with the semi-conscious woman, but Selin's fist had already followed.
"What the hell!" I heard the male voice curse in a low voice. He took out a handful of something from his pocket and threw it at Selin!
Get out of the way!
However, the knight had no time to dodge. He only heard him scream and immediately covered his eyes.
At that moment, I gasped and immediately wanted to rush over to help.
But without a second's hesitation, the man took out something from his pocket again. This time, the thing he threw at me was like the most intense sunlight, which almost blinded my eyes.
oh!
When I wiped my tearful eyes and looked over again, there were no longer those two people in the room, and only the wooden windows were swaying slightly in the magical wind.
I quickly ran to the knight's side and looked at him anxiously. I saw that he was still covering his eyes, with an extremely painful expression on his face, "... Sai... Lin..." I choked out those few syllables from my throat, and then I almost fainted from coughing.
"Don't talk, Messiah, don't talk, I'm fine." He told me through gritted teeth, and with my support, he struggled to get up from the ground and sat on the edge of my bed.
His eyes were covered with gray-green powder. He raised his hand and wiped his eyes repeatedly with the dim holy light, but he couldn't wipe them clean. "My eyes are fascinated. I need a doctor." , Miss Messiah.”
