Chapter 709: Cecia Von Einzbern (4400 Words)

Chapter 712: Sercia von Einzbern (4400 words)

The holiday is over.

Yi Lin looked back at the spiral staircase where she had stayed for more than a month, feeling a little bit reluctant.

half an hour later.

Yilin and Miriam came back to Lord Bathermelo.

Barthemelo sits in a wheelchair.

Cerberus stood beside him.

To Yi Lin's surprise, Gu Tianqing had already obediently waited in the VIP room, which was a bit unlike Lao Gu's usual behavior.

Not long ago, the long table that was split in half by Miriam was replaced with a new one.

The shadows of the people swayed slightly against the light of the chandelier.

"I received news that the person who stole the treasure appeared in Red Hair City."

"Red-haired city?"

Knowing that Yilin failed in foreign geography, Milian explained from the side: "Munich is a city in the south of the German Republic. During its prosperity, its population peaked at seven million. It was the third largest city in the German Republic."

It turned out to be the city of Munich.

Yi Lin has certainly heard of it.

But……

"Why did you change it to such a weird name as 'Red-haired City'?" Yi Lin asked.

"This point, the esteemed descendant of the Knight King, Artoria X, will know better than us." The young man smiled slightly.

Milian nodded, with a serious expression, without hiding anything, and continued: "That's because of a guild, the Redhead Society."

guild?

Yi Lin's heart moved when she heard this, and she quickly opened the world guild leaderboard.

The Red Hair Club, ranked seventh in the world rankings.

The seventh largest guild in the world!

"In other words, Munich is now the site of the Redheads."

Yi Lin understood, her gaze narrowed slightly.

Once this matter involves the guild in the Tower of War server, it will not be so simple.

Yi Lin's purpose in coming to the next area was not to fight for hegemony.

Fighting for hegemony or something is too boring.

Yi Lin was not interested either.

Other guilds will stay there well, so why beat him?

Not to mention the clothes next door.

"Things are not that bad." Bathmelo coughed lightly, smiled, and put a brand new photo on the desktop, showing it in front of Yi Lin and Miriam.

On the front of the photo is a woman wearing a brown cloak. She walks through the market crowd, and the hood of the cloak used to cover her face accidentally fell off. And the frozen picture in the photo happened to be the scene when she looked back with a flustered face.

It was also because she accidentally dropped her hat and looked back that she left such a high-definition and uncensored photo.

Continental European descent is mixed, and weird hairstyles and hair colors can be seen everywhere. But when Yi Lin saw the photo for the first time, her attention was still on the other person's hair color. It was long hair as white as snow, but that face had the characteristics of Eastern and Western, making her look like a mixed race who perfectly inherited the advantages of both sides.

To be honest, Yi Lin quite likes the setting of the white-haired woman.

"It's a beautiful woman."

Gu Tianqing added on the side.

Yi Lin picked at the dead skin on her forehead. Although he also knew that it was not good to judge people by their appearance, but the white-haired girl in the photo gave Yi Lin the first impression that she didn't look like a bad guy who could sneak into the clock tower and steal things.

This thought just flashed through Yi Lin's mind, and Yi Lin raised her head again, looked at Bathmelo Dylan, and asked, "Are you sure she stole your big baby?"

Cerberus stood beside Bathmelo Dylan, his eyelids drooped, his voice neither happy nor sad, interjected and reminded: "It's 'us', Mr. Yilin. Don't forget, now you too A 'Black Magician' at the Clock Tower."

"It's not too late." Bathmelo Dylan said, "They will tell you the details of the target on the way. Please leave for the city of Munich as soon as possible, Mr. Yi Lin, the black magician."

After Bathmelo Dylan finished speaking, he looked extremely tired. He stretched out his pale hand to cover his mouth, and yawned lazily.

It stands to reason,

Yi Lin is just a magician of the "color scale". As one of the Twelve Monarchs, Bathmelo Dylan doesn't need to be so polite in his words. But apart from this identity, Yi Lin has another identity, the president of the world's number one guild.

Even the twelve monarchs in the clock tower are not insiders, but they seem to know a lot about the circle of apostles. It seemed that they also understood what Yi Lin's status as the president of the world's number one guild meant.

"they?"

Yi Lin put away the photo of the white-haired girl, and he quickly noticed that Barthemelo used a very interesting word in his words.

"Yes, they."

Bathmelo Dylan clapped his hands while talking, and a short woman in a neat suit came out from behind the door.

The woman who walked out from behind the door was estimated to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with childish facial features. She has long, smooth brown hair tied in a bunch at the back of her head and reaching to her waist. The ordinary chest is flat, without any ups and downs.

I don't know if she used equipment such as belts, or she was like this herself. If it weren't for the long hair and facial features, it would be easy for people to misunderstand her as a little brother.

Behind the woman, she was carrying a black leather case more than one meter long. It looked heavy, and she didn't know what was inside.

"Griffin, Cerberus, they will walk with you on this journey."

Barthumello explained softly.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Milian, Yi Lin, Cerberus, Griffin, and Gu Tianqing, a group of five, left the clock tower and headed south.

after they left.

Bathmelo Dylan, took out a magic crystal ball.

In the crystal ball, there was a picture of a group of five people, riding their own vehicles, along the national highway, away from the clock tower.

After a while.

The five people drifted away and disappeared from the screen.

"Meow~"

at this moment.

In the silent VIP room, there was a chilling cat meowing for no reason.

"Da da da--"

A graceful and luxurious woman, with a black cat on her shoulder, appeared here wearing high heels at some unknown time.

"Sovereign El-Melloi IV,"

Barthemelo snapped his fingers, and the magic crystal ball suddenly went out. He pushed the wheelchair expressionlessly, turned 180 degrees on the spot, turned around and stared at the uninvited El-Melloi IV, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the black cat on the woman's shoulder: "You It's time for your alchemy puppet to learn to knock."

"Meow~"

The black cat's icy vertical pupils were shining brightly under the dim light.

"Do you think it's him?"

At this time, the expressionless woman asked in a tone without any emotion.

Although it was a woman who spoke.

But Bathmelo Dylan's eyes were focused on the black cat from the beginning to the end.

In the clock tower, only a very few people know that the real body of the so-called "Monarch El-Melloi IV" is actually the black cat. The beautiful woman is nothing but a magical alchemy doll that looks like a real person on the surface under the control of the monarch El-Melloi IV.

The black cat squatted on the woman's shoulder, stretched out its pink tongue, and gently licked the messy hair on its paws.

Bathmelo Dylan watched the black cat pretending to be innocent, and closed his eyes: "There is something about that guest from the East that I can't see through."

The woman spoke again: "'They' come from the tower, and the existence of 'they' is the mystery itself."

Barthamelo Dylan said, "I know."

"In the clock tower, so many magicians have tried in the past ten years, but none of them are suitable for the 'level'. Why do you think that an oriental man who has only been exposed to magic for a month can surpass so many inherited family members? A magician with blood and complete knowledge?"

The woman under the seat of the black cat asked again.

Barthamelo Dylan was silent for a long time.

"Meow~"

The black cat called again.

It seems to be urging.

Only then did Barthamello speak slowly: "Please wait and see, Monarch El-Melloi IV."

"Meow."

The beautiful lady turned around suddenly and left a word coldly.

"I'll wait and see, Barthumello G. Dylan. Remember, your time is short."

...

...

Night fell quietly in the wilderness.

The sound of the engine roared in the night, and waves of sound spread far away.

In the undulating sound of the engine, the sound of horseshoes and jets is faintly mixed.

There are five people in Yi Lin's party, all of whom have their own means of transportation.

"Dark mode."

Yi Lin felt a little ashamed.

Dire it's too loud.

Yi Lin could only activate a mode that hadn't been activated for a long time.

In an instant, the world was silent.

On the left and the right of Yi Lin, Griffin and Cerberus, who were riding a special motorcycle, turned their heads to look at Yi Lin at the same time.

They are a little puzzled.

The car that was emitting strange noises from the exhaust pipe wave after wave just now suddenly stopped making sound.

along the way,

Because the exhaust sound of Yi Lin's car was too loud, they didn't have time to talk.

From London, they set off at dusk, and by now they were approaching the English Channel.

"Sleep here tonight."

The newcomer Griffin also has a personality problem. He is the kind of person who doesn't talk too much. When passing by a deserted village with no one there, he stops by himself and makes a decision.

Yi Lin and Miriam exchanged glances.

There seems to be some reason.

Milian nodded.

The people who originally lived in the village have already migrated to other places, leaving only empty houses.

Yi Lin put away the Night Dire, and the Night Dire was a bit unsatisfied, before leaving, she took a few breaths to express her protest.

Griffin and Cerberus are not apostles, so the means of transportation are not so convenient. They hid the two motorcycles near the houses, turned off the lights, and hid their whereabouts.

The circuit leading to the village has long since been destroyed, and the houses in the village are pitch black. Yi Lin picked up some wood and lit a simple bonfire.

"I'm going out to get some food."

Yi Lin said, and left alone.

Hearing that Yi Lin took the initiative to go out to look for food, Miriam's eyes lit up, and she sat quietly by the campfire, like a good child.

Yi Lin circled around a few times, yo, luck broke out this time, and Yi Lin easily caught a few lonely hares in the wilderness.

The three hares trembled in Yi Lin's hands, terrified.

"Boom boom boom boom—"

When Yilin was catching hares.

On the road in the distance, several armored vehicles with particularly noisy engines galloped by.

On the armored vehicle, there seemed to be someone holding a torch and yelling something.

Yi Lin squinted her eyes for a while, and saw that those armored vehicles were not heading towards the village where they stayed. After Yi Lin confirmed this, she took three shivering little hares, hid in the darkness, and quietly returned to the uninhabited village.

When returning to the house, Yi Lin couldn't help laughing.

Gu Tianqing sat in a corner of the room, wearing white gloves with a calm expression, silently rubbing the Tarot cards.

Milian sat in front of the bonfire, sitting on the ground in a standard kneeling posture, looking forward to it, her hair trembling, showing the anxiety in her heart.

Griffin was still carrying the long black leather bag, standing beside him, expressionless and motionless.

The relationship between Cerberus and Griffin is a bit intriguing. They are both subordinates of the monarch Bathermelo, but the distance between them is a full two meters.

With just one glance, Yi Lin can see the situation inside the house at a glance. He smiled, not pointing out the weirdness. He found a basin of water, took out a whole set of cooking utensils from the storage space, and skillfully bled, shaved, skinned, chopped and washed.

Five minutes later, strings of special roasted rabbit meat sprinkled with Rin brand spices were placed on the bonfire.

Milian's eyes had long been inseparable, staring straight at the sizzling rabbit meat on the fork, wiping her lips from time to time.

While waiting for dinner.

Yi Lin felt that the atmosphere in the room was too embarrassingly quiet, so he could only take the opportunity to break the silence and ask:

"Is there anything I should know about the woman in the photo?"

Cerberus raised his head, glanced over Griffin, and finally landed on Yilin, and replied: "She is Cecia von Einzbern."

"Einzbern...?"

Milian, who was sitting by the bonfire and focused on observing the entire roasting process, struggled to look away from the roasting meat, a trace of doubt flashed in her blue eyes.

She seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

Cerberus lowered his head, stared at the bonfire motionlessly, and continued: "She comes from an ancient magic family. Once, Cecia von Einzbern was also an excellent magician in the Clock Tower. division."

Yi Lin smiled: "It's not surprising, maybe only magicians know the value of that thing. If I'm not wrong, she later became an apostle?"

Cerberus was silent for a few seconds, but answered irrelevantly: "She has always—"

Just when Cerberus was about to say something.

Griffin, who had been leaning against the wall with a leather bag on his back, closed his eyes and kept silent, suddenly stared, and interrupted Cerberus with a cold voice: "She is a despicable thief, respected Black Magician, you only need to know this point. Her magic accomplishments are far beyond your comprehension, that's why Lord Barthumello sent me and Cerberus to assist you."

Ah?

There was a weird smile on the corner of Yi Lin's mouth.

"The barbecue is fine, let's eat."

Yi Lin handed the skewered meat to everyone.

"You have a share too."

Yi Lin looked at Gu Tianqing who was rubbing cards in the corner.

While eating in silence.

Yi Lin silently wrote down the long and awkward name "Cercia von Einzbern".

"I'm sorry."

Milian was really rude, grabbed a bunch with one hand, and sat down and ate gracefully. But the skewered rabbit meat disappeared very quickly, falling into Milian's stomach in the blink of an eye. He really deserves to be an extraordinary melee apostle, his movements are as fast as lightning, making it dizzying.

A simple dinner is over.

When tidying up.

Yi Lin suddenly remembered something, and mentioned that when he was catching hares, he saw a few armored vehicles racing on the road recklessly.

"That's a road bandit."

Cerberus explained: "Similarly, they are also your kind. They specialize in wandering in the wilderness, robbing the apostles passing by, and forcing them to hand over 'props' and 'war points'. Our identities are somewhat sensitive. It is found that there is a high possibility of conflict."

Yi Lin thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I think they should not only miss the same kind of people." Yi Lin pointed to the direction where the two motorcycles were hidden: "The things produced by your clock tower should also be within the scope of their plunder. in?"

Cerberus did not refute, nodded: "Yes, road bandits, they are a group of desperadoes."

"Is it that tough?" Yi Lin sighed softly, "I'm beginning to understand the reason why the population growth rate in foreign countries is so well controlled."

Ask for a monthly ticket~