quicksilver blood

Chapter 49 High Temperature Sterilization

Roland immediately summoned the remaining three vines after passing the corner and momentarily blinding the stalker.

If Roland was given another three days, he would be able to thoroughly learn the magic of Entanglement, instead of relying on the incomplete version of the magic engraved in the holy name that can be used only a few times a day.

At that time, with the natural energy provided by Roland's perception attribute, it is no longer a problem to manipulate ten vines at the same time.In that case, Roland's mobility and lethality would rise by a whole level.

But now Roland can only use the four winding spells stored in the holy name every day.When he was still at the official level, this could indeed bring him a lot of help, but now, a second-ring magical technique has gradually begun to fail to keep up with Roland's rhythm.

In terms of attack ability alone, with Roland's swordsmanship, the attack efficiency can be close to three times that of the entanglement technique without using the sword power.The current entanglement technique has more effect on Roland or enables Roland to gain mobility in three-dimensional space by climbing various terrains.

Following the turning momentum, three emerald green vines shot out from under Roland's black robe, wrapping around the protruding part of the nearby building.

A man in black with a dog face mask seemed to have heard something, and turned around suspiciously.

You are the one!

Roland's eyes flashed, and he stomped on the ground with his right foot without hesitation.

— Charge, start!

The black shadow flickered past like a wolf.The head of the man in black was only halfway back, and Roland had already jumped behind him.

In order to prevent the sound of the sword being unsheathed from being heard by the people in front, Roland didn't even take out the sword.

Roland raised his right hand and slashed at the back of his neck like lightning with the momentum of the charge.

There was a crisp click, and Roland knew from the feel that this person's spine had definitely been shattered.

In order not to disturb the people in front, Roland took advantage of the opportunity to support his weakly falling body, laid it flat on the ground, and then took off his mask.

The three emerald green vines exerted force, and Roland took advantage of the force to jump, clinging to the roof several times in a row with low and long jumps, and left the place far away in less than ten seconds.

Roland didn't pause at all.

He knew a place that could help him escape Farina.

That's where the mayor of Lamu Town lives.

Although most of his rights have been emptied by Farina, there is only less than half of the control of the city guard left.But in Karal, a place with clear distinctions between superiority and inferiority, even if the mayor has no power at all, he can retreat a lot of people just by his name.

Of course, Roland didn't want to ask the mayor to help him deal with Farina or take him in for a while-it's rare that he won't come back in the future, and of course he has to get all the benefits he can get at once.

After temporarily getting rid of the group of people, Roland no longer avoided the eyes of passers-by. Instead, he continued to use the vines to leverage on the surrounding buildings to cross the terrain and reach his destination at an extremely fast speed.

When getting closer to the mayor's house, Roland's leap speed slowed down significantly.Then he made a big circle, avoiding the guarding range of the guards, and jumped lightly into the mayor's backyard.

Roland did not go in directly, but put the mask he grabbed on his face.

A light green halo flickered under the feet, and the magic of walking in the wilderness was instantly blessed.

Originally, this magical technique would not be effective in a place with prosperous civilization, but because of Farina’s overcrowding, the mayor—a lord—was directly pushed to the outskirts of this town—or, in other words, the original town center directly The position was forcibly changed by Farina.

With what she learned in the city of wealth, Farina was keenly aware of the problem with the layout of the town of Ram today.In order to evade the mayor and also to make money, she moved the town's market to the southwest where she controlled better. At the same time, she sent two silver-rank stalkers to force the old mayor not to go out, transferring power step by step.

At the same time that the market migration was completed, Farina issued several government orders exceeding her authority.Under good political decisions, the new market quickly achieved four times the returns of the old market.

Falina heavily publicized this brilliant result.The townspeople were easily induced to believe that this kind of income was related to the relocation of the market, and at the same time, they supported Farina's "temporary decree" with unprecedented cohesion—even though the market's income was [-]% higher than that of the market. The lives of the townsfolk above five are completely irrelevant.

After a period of time when the town mayor was forced by Farina to stay out of the house, Farina began to build Ram Plaza around the new town market, promoting the concept of the so-called "new city center" and making her death Zhong comes out to speak from his own experience - to put it bluntly, he is a trustworthy person.

When have the townspeople in such a small place seen such a posture.With all the hype, the notion that living in the new city center is superior quickly took hold.

At this time, in the name of repairing the old house, Farina launched the activity of replacing the old house with a new one.Using the house near the original market—that is, the house near the old mayor's house, you can buy a small but well-furnished house in the center of the town for a little extra money.

These townspeople emptied almost all their savings for a house in the center of the town, and then thanked the generous Lady Farina.

Changes in the house are accompanied by changes in the scope of life.This group of relocated Ram townsfolk quickly adapted to life in their new place.Because they hadn't seen the mayor's house for a long time, the existence of the mayor was gradually forgotten in their hearts.

At this time, Farina made a decisive move, forcibly entered the mayor's house, poisoned the old mayor and his most loyal servants, and controlled the young mayor's son.Then the houses around his house were completely emptied.

A week later, Farina lied that the mayor died of illness, and when the mayor's son inherited the title of lord and mayor, many Rams suddenly remembered that they still had a mayor.

The mayor's son can't be said to be incompetent, but at most he is only a mediocre talent.He was powerless to regain power from Farina, so he could only ensure that he lost it as slowly as possible, living a life of drunkenness and dreaming every day, and living with the idea of ​​being able to live every day.

To be able to force a hereditary lord into such a state, Farina had to have pretty hands.

Roland drove the wilderness to silence the sound of his footsteps, but when he entered the house, he was dumbfounded to find that there was only one person in this big empty house.

It was a young man in his 20s.His face is haggard, his body is slightly fat, and his skin is yellow, like a peasant, it is completely impossible to see that he is a lord, sitting in a town.

He held a wine bottle tightly in his right hand, tilted his head, curled up in the rocking chair and fell asleep soundly.

Roland thought for a while, then went to pour a glass of water, and splashed it on the town mayor's face.

The moment he woke up, Roland didn't give him any chance to call for help, so he asked hurriedly: "Mr. Mayor, I am Lady Farina's man. Have you seen a man in red passing by here? "

The young mayor was visibly dumbfounded.It took him more than five seconds to react, his face was covered with pale blood soaked in anger: "Farina's people are amazing? At least I am your mayor! Without my father, you lowlifes would have I don't know where he died—”

Before he finished speaking, Roland stretched out his hand, grabbed his throat and crushed it with a bang.

"Sorry. I just wanted to know your voice and tone."

Roland shrugged at the corpse of the young mayor, and threw the experience that was better than nothing into the experience pool of the Embers.

Then, Roland moved him to the bed, and put him in a pose that had just woken up, with his head bowed and his hands resting on his temples.

Turning around, Roland took the mayor's wine bottle and got into the wardrobe behind the bed.

"Come on, you bastards who have never seen the world, let me put on a good show for you..."

A malicious smile bloomed on Roland's face like a flower.

"...It's called, Mori's death! Conan's murder—how?"

The voice that came from the half-covered wardrobe was hoarse like a snake, like a poppy, highly poisonous and tempting.

(End of this chapter)