It was quiet all around, except for the cold wind rustling through the bushes.
"Where is this?" I asked softly, squatting in the shadows.
"It seems to be a back garden." Garrett next to me answered uncertainly.
"You don't even know where this scroll will transport us?"
"The materials for the fixed-point teleportation scroll are very expensive, miss!" He said matter-of-factly, "We should be lucky that it didn't throw us into smelly water or prison."
"We are in the west of the city!" Rousseau, who had been looking around, said, "I saw the Cathedral of the Holy Light!"
That sentence made us all shut up and look away. Behind the mist, the cathedral's spire piercing the sky was looming, and faintly, it seemed as if the sound of hymns was coming. The voice was extremely ethereal and distant, and it quickly soothed me from the fright of the whole night.
"...I have to leave the city, what else can you do?" I asked after a moment of silence.
The two villains looked at each other, "I also want to go out of town, and I wish I could have wings." After a while, Rousseau spat and said.
"That disloyal Jupiter will definitely dig deep to find us." Garrett sat cross-legged on the cold ground. There were injuries on his back, which made his sitting posture a little distorted. "We have to stop. Two days, I will think of another solution in two days..."
That sentence made me suddenly anxious. Two days later? I may have been burned by the magic flames until even ashes were left!
"I have to leave the city before midnight tomorrow!"
"Uh..." Garrett turned his shoulders in embarrassment and pondered for a moment. He took out a gold coin from his pocket, thought about it, and took out another one, "I'm sorry, Miss, we seem to I can't do it. One is to return the commission to you, and the other is to thank you for saving my life." As he said that, he shook his head at Rousseau, "Is your life worthless?"
Rousseau muttered viciously in a language I didn't understand, then reluctantly took out a gold coin and handed it to me.
"But I don't want gold coins!"
"Then, tell me, how about it?" Suddenly, a laughing voice interrupted, "Maybe I can help you get out of the city?"
The sound made the three of us jump up from the ground.
Card wipe--
The musket in Rousseau's hand was loaded again, "Come out here! You rat who can only hide in the shadows!" He arched his back and his eyes were as bright as fire.
Before he finished speaking, a ray of fire suddenly ignited under his feet. Then, the fire could not stop winding and twisting in the air. In an instant, it became a square cage, trapping Rousseau inside. A ray of flame just made its way towards his throat. It first cut off Rousseau's gun in front of him as easily as a sharp blade cutting a cake, then cut through the fine gold buckle on the front of his cloak, and then , forcing him to raise his head, lift one foot, and lean backward in an extremely uncomfortable posture! One more second and his throat will be slit!
"Oh!" the dwarf shouted with his eyes as big as copper bells.
"Please be merciful!" Garrett also shouted in shock, "I'm sorry, please don't do that!"
The line of fire suddenly stopped.
"Please come out, can you?" Garrett looked around warily and begged loudly.
I kept looking around with my peripheral vision, but I saw no sign of anyone at all!
Swish, swish, swish--
Just then, slight footsteps came from behind an apple tree that had lost all its leaves.
Under the shadow of the moon, I suddenly saw a tall and thin shadow. His hair was very straight and long, flying in the wind.
"Presto...Sir?!" I couldn't help being shocked.
Nesa gracefully walked five steps away from us and nodded to me, "It's such an honor. You are willing to come to my garden... um, enjoy the flowers?"
I looked at the withered vegetation around me and didn't know what to say.
