Across the booth, Grete looked at Arezzo, and Arezzo looked at Grete.
Their eyes met for a moment, and Mr. Arezzo took the lead to look away. He turned to the booth as if nothing had happened, picked up a leaf, and looked at it over and over:
"Ah... this leaf is shaped a bit like a tea leaf... As you can see, it is oblong in shape, with a blunt top and smooth edges. It feels quite thin."
As he spoke, he showed the leaf to the people around him, fulfilling the duties of a naturalist. After showing it around, he continued to describe:
"...However, the color of this leaf is different from that of tea. What we see is a dried leaf. The front is dark green and the back is dark gray. This is very different from tea. Now, let us taste it
Taste it…”
He glanced at the owner of the booth, and after receiving permission, he tore off half of a leaf and put it into his mouth. He chewed it, chewed it again, and chewed it several times. After a while, he exhaled exaggeratedly:
"Wow! The first bite was a bit bitter, or quite bitter. But now, I feel very happy, energetic, and as if I can do anything~ Congratulations, sir, you have discovered a magical plant!"
Gretel's expression changed. He pulled Cerira and retreated into the crowd. Mr. Viper was slightly startled, smiled and pretended not to notice. Gretel looked around for a while, looking for a man on duty.
The magician pointed at the booth and said something.
After a while, someone came to the stall owner and took away all the exhibits in the booth. Gretel kept staring from a distance until the booth was completely empty, then he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked away.
[Viper] Arezzo has been watching him with his peripheral vision. Seeing this scene, he also relaxed slightly: It seems that what alerted the target was the leaves on the stall and had nothing to do with him...
Seeing the target leaving, Mr. Viper smiled and rambled a few words, excused himself to go to the toilet, and left in a hurry. Follow, follow!
Don't let him get away!
[Viper] Arezzo has been following Gretel for many days.
No results.
Grete, this guy, just stays at the top of the mountain and never comes out...
In a place like the top of Igor Peak, there are eight mage towers, surrounding the Babel Tower in the middle, and the whole thing is shrouded in mystery. Even if the Pope wants to fight, he won't bring all the strong players from the Knights, the Inquisition, and the Holy See.
, I guess I won’t be able to go back.
Mr. Arezzo thought carefully about himself. Even if he sneaked in in disguise, he would not be able to do it. The secret lock was too cruel. He had no choice but to use his 120,000 patience, squatting at the entrance of the mage tower and the hospital, watching people entering every day.
In and out, looking forward to Gretel's return one day.
I finally waited for the hearing, but Grete was asked to sneak out once and didn't even spend the night at the foot of the mountain. Then, he escaped again!
Mr. Arezzo even wanted to cause trouble somewhere else and cheat to death so that the authorities would relax their vigilance. He was still making plans, but when he looked up one day, he was overjoyed:
Gretel is out!
On the first day, he went out to visit the exhibition, and on the second day, Mr. Arezzo packed himself up and went to the exhibition himself in the name of a naturalist.
With good luck, I actually met my target!
And the target is quite easy to find. After Mr. Arezzo got out of the crowd, he found the target in another crowd without much effort.
Otherwise, the height of that barbarian is too conspicuous!
Now that he has found it, Mr. Viper is not impatient. He slowly looks over next to the booth, peeking at the target while looking:
Okay, I really came here to play with the girl. The target stayed with Miss Elf, chatting and laughing while looking at the exhibition. Three-thirds of his attention was on the exhibits, and the other half of his attention was on Miss Elf.
After confirming that they had no intention of leaving, Mr. Viper slowed down and wandered far around the target. The relative distance was maintained at about 10 meters.
Well, this distance is such that when you have to take action, you can reach it in one sprint. Of course, it is best not to take action here, even outside the museum, so that you can escape easily...
Mr. Viper secretly made up his mind and looked around with his peripheral vision, looking for opportunities to take action:
There were not many people in the venue. For example, a section of the walkway in front of him, which was 3 meters wide and 20 meters long, was sparsely populated, with only about a dozen visitors. The entire exhibition hall totaled only two to three hundred people.
With such a density of people, if he approaches the target rashly, he will definitely be suspected. It is best to create a chaos somewhere so that he can approach quickly, kill with one hit, and then evacuate with the crowd...
Who is more convenient to start with?
The fat gentleman at the booth in the front left?
The lady on the right with the big bright red skirt?
Or the pair of little brothers and sisters jumping around and playing with each other while shooting balls?
Hey, the target is approaching the entrance of the exhibition hall, hurry up and follow it!
There are two important exhibits on both sides of the door leading from the museum to the inner ring, one on the left and one on the right. The two groups of people formed a circle around the exhibits, blocking the entrance with only a gap.
On the left is a turquoise long skirt. From a distance, it looks as moist as jade. But when you look closer, you can see that it is made up of extremely small sequins, only half the size of a fingernail. It is densely packed, with more than ten million.
Large and small white light beads floated around the long skirt. Slightly changing the angle, the rainbow-like color immediately flowed on the long skirt. It was wavering and gorgeous.
As soon as Miss Elf saw the skirt, she immediately shouted softly, grabbed the target and ran over:
"Grete! This dress is so beautiful! What is it made of? Can I wear it?"
"Uh... I don't know about that either..." Gretel hesitated. To Mr. Viper's ears, he even slowed down his voice a beat, obviously racking his brains:
"I'm afraid you can't wear it. This is an exhibit and cannot be taken down... If you like it, I will ask someone later to find out who his owner is..."
"I really want to wear it...or I can touch it..."
"Okay, let's go...there are still a lot of exhibits to see!"
"Oh... let me watch for a while..."
Mr. Viper couldn't help but smile.
Sure enough, no beautiful girl can resist the charm of that skirt.
Although the elf lady is good enough to hit, all her attention is focused on her skirt, and she doesn't give even half of her eyes to the target.
As for the barbarian bodyguard, he was following behind him dutifully, but his attention was not on the target. He turned back frequently and looked at another exhibit standing tall opposite the door:
The skeleton of a giant beast.
Strictly speaking, it should be a giant snake. I couldn't tell what level of monster it was when it was alive. The lower body was coiled in circles. The upright upper body alone was at least two people tall.
The giant snake's head was lowered and its empty eyes were staring at the exhibition hall, making everyone who saw it shudder. There were also a pair of ribs hanging on both sides of the spine, as if there were a pair of gorgeous wings in front of it.
The barbarian guard's sidearm was a big bone club. According to the Holy See's information, it should contain a beast soul. Seeing such a ferocious beast, no wonder he couldn't move...
The elf lady and the barbarian guard were looking at the long skirts and the animal bones. Mr. Viper looked coldly at the target. He looked left and right. He didn't know what caught his attention, and slowly walked away.
good chance!
Mr. Viper was delighted.
As a level 12 assassin, if he can't defeat two level 8 warriors, then of course he can't.
However, when assassinating in the enemy's hinterland, one must kill with one strike and travel thousands of miles. Being able to do the job without anyone noticing is the safest way, so that one can escape quietly before the enemy is alerted.
Two eighth-level warriors, even just one of them, blocking each other and fighting for a moment will make too much noise and attract the attention of others. The target will walk away on its own, just in time!
Grete walked around the snake bone for most of the circle, and Mr. Viper followed him for most of the circle, neither far nor near. He was far and near, fast and slow, and his movements were irregular. He could only occasionally use his peripheral vision to determine the target.
exist.
Behind Mr. Viper, five or six low-level mages dispersed silently into a large circle. They were either looking down at the exhibits, chatting with friends, or holding a small mirror and looking at themselves carefully.
After a minute and a half, turn back and aim at the giant snake's skeleton, and quietly throw out a [Detection Magic].
In the spiritual connection, dense information quietly echoes.
"Pay attention to the man with black hair and a brown short coat! He can't be photographed!"
"Move to the right! Pay attention! Of all the people, he is the only one who can't take a picture! A conservative estimate is that he is a master above level 10!"
"Target moved to 33,28!"
"Attention, the roundup team, don't look at him, don't alert him!"
"The protection target moves to 19,17! Prepare to activate!"
"3,2,1!"
"Help!"
Not far from the side door, a scream suddenly burst out.
Mr. Viper looked for his voice and saw a ball of bright red satin lying on the ground. It must be that a certain lady suddenly fainted. There were jumbled footsteps around her, and people kept running towards her.
The target didn't even think about it, turned around, and rushed straight towards the crowd.
Previous data showed that the target had a gentle temperament and focused entirely on treating illnesses and rescuing people. Wherever there were people injured, sick, or dying, or where there was an epidemic, he would rush there without even thinking.
Mr. Viper did not have the slightest suspicion, and quickly moved forward, squeezing into the crowd. In order to avoid being exposed, he also deliberately chose a different direction from the target, got into the first floor, and then moved sideways.
This naturally delayed a lot of time. When I squeezed into the center of the crowd, I saw the lady lying on the ground, her skirt spread out, and her nose was filled with blood. The target was half-kneeling next to her, and his palms had just been retracted.
Dots of white light scattered silently. Judging from the scale, it should be a single shot to treat serious injuries, which happened to be the highest level of magic that the target could release.
good chance!
With his back to himself and the spell has just been cast, this is the time when a healer is least vigilant and has the lowest ability to resist!
His two protectors, the elf lady and the barbarian warrior, are not around!
Mr. Viper pretended to be concerned, and he also bent down and looked at the woman who fell on the ground from above Gretel's head. While looking around, he muttered:
"What's wrong? What happened? Do you need help? I have smelling salts here, do you want them?"
As he spoke, his right hand drooped and shook slightly. A thin, sharp, non-reflective dark black dagger slipped out of his sleeve and fell into his palm.
As Mr. Viper lowered his right hand, the dagger silently inserted diagonally from the right side of Gretel's back.
There was a soft "click" sound, as if something had been pierced, maybe the mage's armor. However, for this dagger with the magic-breaking ability, the mere mage's armor was unlikely to cause any obstacles.
The blow was successful, but it didn't reach the handle.
Kidney shot!
Perfect!
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3000 words!
Another update completed!
(The protagonist was stabbed in the back. Should I write “the whole book is over” here?)