Chapter 1607: Wolves and Factories

"Doctor, you just drive the carriage."

Dorothy said, having already pushed open the lid of the wooden box, holding a handful of refined salt, and carefully sprinkling those salts on the huge St. Byron's school emblem symbol on the surface of the black coffin on the trembling carriage.

At the same time, more than a dozen black wolves had rushed out of that strange forest that didn't look like the real world and followed the carriage. They were not ordinary beasts; besides their huge size and uneven crystalline spikes on their backs, they were actually running in the air by stepping on the air, and were almost integrated with the black shadows.

As long as no big movement was made, in the current state of spatial displacement, Tobesk could not see any change in this carriage. So Xia De was very relieved to prepare to cast spells. At the same time, the "Match Girl" summoned by Dorothy, who was sprinkling salt, had already appeared beside Xia De holding a basket.

The little girl with bare feet and a headscarf bowed to Xia De, then took out a match, placed it in front of her mouth, and blew gently, and the sea of fire swept toward the back of the carriage. It was just that the effect of this flame was not good, because soon, the first black wolf running in the void broke through the sea of fire and approached the carriage, and was then split into two by Xia De's sword light.

It didn't leave a corpse, but disappeared into the shadows. Looking at it this way, these things that looked like wolves should belong to elemental life.

"Moonlight Slash."

The cross moonlight flew from the back of the carriage into the continuously spreading sea of fire, and Dorothy's salt-sprinkling work had also been completed by nearly one-half. This relic power leakage was not very strong, so it was surprisingly smooth to stop it.

"Detective, be careful, a big guy is coming."

Priest August's reminder came from the front, so the little girl holding the basket took the burning match away from her mouth, and together with Xia De, saw the black wolves that had luckily dodged the attack just now merge together, and then a black wolf larger than this carriage appeared behind the slowly moving carriage.

Its eyes were glowing red, and its body hair and the crystals on its back were almost indistinguishable from the night because they were also pure black.

It raised its front claws and patted the seemingly fragile carriage. Xia De quickly cast a spell, but when the silver ring flying out of the carriage approached its front claws, that front claw turned into a shadow and lost its substance. 【Light of Imprisonment】 passed through the shadow and flew toward the black wolf's larger body, but was bitten in the mouth by the wolf and shattered.

Dense silver light spots sprinkled downward, and the giant black wolf grabbed the carriage with its claws again. And this time, the little girl holding the basket disappeared beside Xia De, and while snowflakes fell abruptly in the air, she appeared on the top of the carriage, and she blew out the burning match:

"Stop."

The wolf froze in the air, getting further and further away from the slowly moving carriage, but it could act again in less than five seconds. This was the result of the combination of Xia De's incomplete maze and Dorothy's occult art. They discussed the combined use of this kind of occult art in their study every Saturday, and this was the first time they truly used it. Of course, this effect could not be compared with Xia De's complete version of the maze "Wish", but the advantage of a weak effect was that the consumption was not very large.

Taking advantage of the opportunity Dorothy fought for, Xia De, holding the sword, had already aimed 【Night Watchman】 at the huge black body running toward them again:

"Sunlight Ray!"

The huge warm yellow energy torrent bombarded the shadow shell, piercing through the black wolf's body like a hot iron rod passing through snow.

At the same time, Dorothy had also completed the salt-sprinkling work. The forest scene disappeared, and the night street scene of Tobesk with fog reappeared. The slowly moving carriage continued to crush the road surface of the city, and the rhythmic sound of horse hooves Da-da~ made people feel at ease. The gas street lamps made the carriage's shadow slantingly reflected on the low wall on the other side of the street, and the giant wolf was no longer behind.

This night was still so peaceful.

Xia De retracted his long sword and breathed a sigh of relief. Dorothy also returned to his side, patting the salt stains on her hands while continuing to watch the street scene moving away.

"Well done."

Dr. Schneider's voice came from the front, representing that this short relic power leakage had ended.

"I don't understand, since table salt works, why not put the coffin directly into the salt. I think the Academy shouldn't be unable to afford so much refined salt, right?"

Xia De's voice said, and the doctor smiled and asked him to try:

"Try it and you'll know. Since the Academy didn't forbid doing this, it means it won't cause problems... hold on tight, we are going to speed up and turn."

Xia De then asked Dorothy for the bag containing salt, grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on the coffin in the wooden box, and that handful of salt melted into water like snow. Xia De went to look at the salt Dorothy had just sprinkled along the school emblem trace, and sure enough, it also "melted" after the abnormality ended.

"Really interesting."

Xia De commented, and the writer lady praised Xia De:

"I haven't seen you fight seriously for a long time. Your performance just now was really good."

"This sword plays a bigger role."

Xia De said, seeing that his hands were stained with salt, he licked it off. Dorothy showed a puzzled expression, not because she was disgusted by Xia De's unhygienic behavior, but because she didn't know when he developed a hobby of eating salt.

"It's not salt, it's sugar."

As he spoke, he also grabbed Dorothy's hand and licked it gently, and explained:

"My occult art 【Candy Making】 can turn food into sugar. Although table salt should not be consumed in large quantities, it obviously belongs to food."

The writer lady nodded with a blushing face and put her hands behind her back, afraid that Xia De would make more excessive moves.

From the Tobesk train station in the north of the city to the warehouse rented by the doctor in the west of the city, the estimated transfer time was between twenty minutes and half an hour. This was in the case of no accidents, and this accident included not only relic loss of control and encountering attacks, but also trouble caused by ordinary people.

When the carriage entered St. Laurent Avenue at the junction of the Beicheng and the West City, the patrolling police stopped the running carriage and asked what was being transported in the carriage.

Although the core urban area of Tobesk did not prohibit cargo carriages from entering, it was indeed unusual to be transporting goods so late.

So Dr. Schneider took out a forged document he had bought from Old John in advance:

"Transporting woven bags for Mr. Roman Schuls' flour factory. He is in a hurry to use them, so let us deliver them as soon as possible."

After the police checked the documents, they asked to open the carriage to check. The doctor did not stop them, and when they came to the back, although Xia De and Dorothy were standing in front of the coffin, what they saw were woven bags piled up like a mountain filling the entire carriage.

"Okay, hurry up and go. After delivering the things, don't run around. There was some chaos after seven o'clock, maybe there will be martial law tonight."

The police warned, throwing the documents to Dr. Schneider. The doctor raised his eyebrows, and seeing Priest August nod to him, he made a spellcasting gesture with his hand, and then asked in a soft voice:

"What happened in the city? At seven o'clock, I did hear gunshots."

"In the Karsnerian delegation, a baron went to the north of the city to solicit prostitutes, and then was shot by someone."

"Such a small matter, it shouldn't be enough for martial law, right? This is a scandal, and there will be something to see in the newspapers in the next few days."

The doctor said with a smile, and the police officer holding the oil lamp said again:

"I heard it was for other reasons. On the surface, it was soliciting prostitutes, but actually, it was exchanging information with others. Who knows? Anyway, it has nothing to do with you, hurry up and go."

So the carriage pulling the coffin continued on the road, and Xia De in the carriage looked at Dorothy. Dorothy nodded knowingly and communicated with Lei Qianya, who had the new ability to talk to her at any time:

"The one who met with the Karsnerian baron was a nobleman with a very high status in Tobesk. It is temporarily unknown who it is. After the baron committed suicide by shooting himself, the nobleman was startled by the sound of the gunshot and fled. The King had already prepared to rest, but summoned Director Anluosi urgently an hour ago, asking him to find out who exactly met with the baron. 'She' said that the Military Intelligence Section 6 knew nothing about this, and the King was very angry."

"The nobleman who fled is a spy planted by the Gray Gloves in the high level of the kingdom?"

"Don't know. Judging from the pocket watch, letters, and cane left at the scene, it's not even an ordinary nobleman. This is not an ordinary espionage case, and it's not necessarily related to the Gray Gloves. Besides Karsneria and Darian, other forces are participating."

Dorothy shook her head:

"'She' said this has nothing to do with us, let us complete the group's mission tonight."

The carriage continued to drive. After entering the West City of Tobesk, it was obvious that the city had become noisy. This was of course not because the people living in the West City liked nightlife more, but because the steam factories in the West City were operating overtime even at night.

Workers need to work in shifts to rest, but machines don't need to work in shifts to rest. Of course, under specific circumstances, people also must not work in shifts to rest. Now in the Tobesk area, the average daily working time of workers has approached twelve hours, even though this situation has improved with the development of unions and the improvement of relevant labor laws in recent years. But obviously, at eight o'clock in the evening, it is absolutely impossible for the factory to rest.

Because of the need for factories to transport goods and other needs, the installation rate of gas street lamps in the West City is much higher than in the slums of the Beicheng. The route planned by Dr. Schneider in advance is to avoid those crowded streets, so that even if trouble is encountered, it will not implicate more people.

This means that they must frequently travel through dark streets without street lamps, which makes the four people facing the dual danger of relic power leakage and unknown attackers feel even more pressure.

"Doctor, I don't understand, how did those trackers from the New World determine the location of the relic?"

On the driver's seat, Priest August was still talking to Dr. Schneider, and the doctor said:

"The short time when the power of this relic breaks through the containment measures, the unique power can be remotely located. The ring warlocks who first contacted this relic and tried to fight with the Academy for this relic know how to strengthen this positioning method. So theoretically speaking, when we suddenly saw the forest just now, we should have already been targeted."

"That's really terrible."

Priest August said, and Xia De in the carriage could even imagine the plain expression on his face when he spoke.

At this time, the carriage was traveling in a narrow alley that only allowed one carriage to pass in one direction. On both sides of the alley were three-story apartment buildings with dense windows. Xia De found it hard to imagine whether there was no lighting on the ground floor at all.

As long as the carriage enters the street connected to the other end of the alley, it will take less than three minutes to reach the warehouse prepared by Dr. Schneider. During the preparation of the group mission, although he didn't come to ask Xia De for help, other members of the group helped set up defense, reconnaissance, and other rituals in the warehouse.

Entering the warehouse, the danger of this night would be reduced by at least half.

But just as the carriage came to the alley entrance and prepared to turn east, Xia De in the carriage suddenly looked at the side wall of the carriage. The black vine-like patterns that were difficult to detect in the dark were spreading on the wooden carriage and extending rapidly toward the bottom of the carriage.

Although he didn't know what this was, he still raised his sword and stabbed at the pattern. Then his vision blurred, and the scene inside the carriage in his field of vision actually turned into an open roof. The peripheral vision could even see that the carriage driven by the doctor was continuing to move forward in the night fog under the building.

【Forced spatial transfer.】

"She" reminded softly. Xia De was surprised that this unknown occult art was so powerful, and then found that the long sword he was holding had actually penetrated the right chest of the man in front of him.

The unknown ring warlock had golden hair and looked twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He let out a painful cry but couldn't break free from the sword.

"Just now it was stabbing at those patterns... so that's it, attacking the patterns will trigger forced spatial transfer, but the caster will also suffer the attack received by the patterns. If you ignore the patterns, the spatial transfer effect will probably point to the carriage itself, and the relic will not be affected... is this considered powerful or not?"

While thinking in his heart, he rotated the sword hilt. The injury caused by the long sword rotating between flesh and blood made the unknown ring warlock scream again. Behind him, the six-ring warlock's life ring clearly appeared. He didn't try to defend or heal, but endured the severe pain and slapped his left hand toward Xia De's chest.

Xia De didn't even have the idea of dodging. His free left hand made a seal. Because the condition of holding the sword in his right hand was met, the shield with golden light blocked the slapping occult art used by the six-ring warlock's 【Poison】 spiritual rune during the process of opening.

At the same time, the 【Heaton Seal】 burst just right, also blowing up the man's left hand at close range. The poison spread to his own hand. When he endured the pain in his chest and left hand and tried to make a second counterattack, he had no chance. ===== CHAPTER 1608 =====