Magical Strategist

That evening, the "water city" Winnie was as lively as usual. Countless gondolas shuttled back and forth in the crisscrossing rivers. On both sides of the river, the lights were bright, and people came and went, creating a prosperous scene.

The most impressive and luxurious building in the city is naturally the Shadow Song Guild Mansion. The three-story palace is magnificent and stands in the center of Winnie City.

The gate of the mansion is made of two pieces of amethyst, which is dazzling.

On both sides of the gate, several majestic female guards stood guard. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they saw through everything in front of them and would not miss any trace of danger.

It was almost time to go home after completing the mission. People entered the palace one after another. Although the Shadow Song Guild and the Light Corps both worked for the Alliance, they had different divisions of labor. If the Light Corps symbolized the sun, then the Shadow Song was the moon. The Light Corps was responsible for arresting criminals and fighting rebels, while the Shadow Song was responsible for collecting intelligence and maintaining social order. So in comparison, the Shadow Song's mission was much easier and simpler, and there was no need to fight and kill at every turn.

At this time, the sound of piano came from inside the palace. As the beautiful piano sound slowly sounded, it gradually spread like a tide, filling every space in the world. In the piano sound, it seemed as if a white elf was dancing with the wind, dancing elegantly and noblely; it seemed as if dazzling roses were blooming one after another, exuding the fragrance of music. The piano sound was sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes fast like a waterfall, sometimes crisp like pearls falling on a jade plate, sometimes low and lingering like a whisper, and sometimes fierce like a roaring deep sea, stirring the lungs and shaking the soul...

The sound of the piano in the world is melodious and moving. As the saying goes, the sound of the piano is like a complaint. People who are proficient in music can easily hear that there is a kind of haunting and longing taste in the sound of the piano. Under each note, there is a calm and melancholy heart.

The sound of the piano lasted for more than half an hour before it slowly stopped and finally disappeared into the vast night...

Who is playing it?

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the backyard of the palace, covering it with a thin layer of veil. At this time, the small door of the backyard creaked open, and a woman in white slowly walked out. Except for her black hair, her whole body was white, and her face was beautiful and extraordinary, as if she was a fairy descending to the earth, with indescribable beauty, elegance, and nobility. People dared not look directly at her.

She came to a big locust tree in the backyard, facing east, crossed her fingers into a fist, and let her long eyelashes slowly droop, as if praying. After a while, a breeze blew, blowing the woman's light white gauze dress and her black hair... At this moment, she was like a white elf in the dark.

"Vice President Haitang, are you praying here again?" At this time, another woman in pink quietly came to the side of the woman in white and said. It was obvious that this woman was not half as pretty as the one next to her.

"Yeah." Haitang nodded slightly. "What's the matter?"

"It's okay. I'm just curious. For the past two years, you have gone to the backyard to pray after playing the piano every day, rain or shine. Who is it that makes you miss me so much?" asked the woman in pink.

Haitang smiled and replied, "Is there?"

"Of course there is, and you always face the east... Let me guess, the east... the east is the elf continent! Could it be that the person you miss is an elf?"

"Stop gossiping." Haitang obviously didn't want to reveal too much, she said impatiently.

"Hehe... By the way, yesterday, the second son of the Fujiwara family, His Highness Zi Ye, came to propose marriage again. Did you finally agree?"

"No."

"Why? He's so handsome, and he's a noble..."

"Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you."

"Subordinates don't dare to climb high."

"Go back. It's cold outside. Be careful not to catch a cold."

After graduating from Podor, Haitang returned to Yingge. In the past two years, she has performed outstandingly, and her magic power has improved by leaps and bounds, so President Jasmine dotes on her and promoted her to vice president.

Haitang returned to her room, opened the "Collection of Meadow's Poems", and read it attentively. She didn't like poetry and other literary works, but she forced herself to like them just because someone liked them. After appreciating the charm and beauty brought by Meadow's poems, she slowly discovered why someone was obsessed with Meadow and would recite a paragraph or two from time to time.

Whenever night falls and the night is quiet, Haitang always sees a lazy face. Looking back on the past, she and he were classmates in Bordeaux, which was really an unforgettable experience. From dislike at the beginning, it slowly developed into liking, and now it is deeply infatuated. She feels that she has fallen deeply into the ocean of longing. Although she knows that this taste is very painful and difficult to endure, she is unwilling to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

"I hope everything is going well for you!" Haitang closed the book, turned off the light, and prepared to rest.

Just as Haitang was falling asleep, she suddenly heard a slight noise coming from outside. She immediately got up from the bed and looked out the window.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Five men in black, wearing helmets and holding drawn swords, rushed towards the palace.

According to the security of the Shadow Song Guild, there are guards patrolling 24 hours a day. Not to mention people, even a fly would have a hard time getting in. But these five people came in openly. Looking closely, the sword in the black-clothed man's hand was still bleeding, and there were bloodstains on his clothes. It is not difficult to know that the patrol member responsible for security has been killed.

Everything was so quiet and unnoticed.

Haitang realized that danger was coming and immediately changed into a magic robe. Unexpectedly, the man in black was very fast and Haitang ran into him right after leaving the room.

The man in black swung his sword and stabbed without saying a word.

Haitang turned around and dodged.

Seeing their companions taking action, the other four men in black also joined the fight.

In a blink of an eye, Haitang was facing five men in black alone.

Brush brush!

Brush brush!

For a moment, there was the flashing of swords and sabers, and every sword was aimed directly at the vital points and every move was fatal.

The fierce fighting woke up the sleeping people. Soon, all the Yingge officers got dressed and went out to meet the enemy.

Seeing that Haitang was about to be defeated in her fight against five men in black, Roland, Zitan, Xunyi and others rushed forward to help.

Swish, bang, bang...

The narrow corridor became a fighting scene.

Unexpectedly, the men in black were all very skilled, and Roland was stabbed after less than twenty rounds of fighting.

Seeing Roland injured, Haitang immediately rushed forward to rescue him. But no matter how fast she was, she could not match the sword in the black-clothed man's hand. She watched helplessly as the sword pierced Roland's heart, and then blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Roland!" Haitang yelled. When she arrived, Roland's eyes were white and he was dead on the spot.

Roland, who had been with her for more than ten years and was like a sister to her, died just like that. Haitang was furious and cursed: "You, a bunch of mad dogs!"

As soon as the scolding ended, Zitan, Lily, and Daisy fell to the ground. They were all stabbed in the vitals and died on the spot.

There is no rage like the one she felt now. Haitang shouted loudly, and a powerful golden fighting spirit burst out of her body. Her eyes were filled with revenge. She deserved to die for killing so many companions!

Snapped!

When Haitang was filled with anger and was about to avenge her dead sisters, a cold sword was silently placed on her neck. A cold male voice came from behind her: "Hand over Jasmine if you want to live."

Haitang slowly turned her head and saw another man in black appear in front of her. This was the sixth man in black! Haitang had no time to talk to him. She raised her hand and a pillar of fire spurted out.