Chapter 56: The Night Watchman

  At the same time as discovering the night watchman, Lucien immediately threw the flammable glue tightly held in his hand at him.

  The magic of the "Ice Snow Avenger" ring has been used up, and the flame adhesive has become Lucien's most powerful means. So just now in the rainstorm, he was holding a tube of flame adhesive in each hand, and as soon as he found an enemy, he would throw it out immediately.

  "If it weren't for the 'Bat's Scream' having a terrible detection effect under the heavy rain and thunder, I would have been able to discover him earlier and dodge him." With caution, Lucien threw out the flammable glue he was holding in his right hand, then quickly moved towards the entrance of the narrow path on his left front.

  The Nightwalker also stretched out his hands when he saw Lucien, a pair of pitch-black gloves that seemed to swallow all the light. As a Nightwalker who had been killing various dangerous creatures in the dark for a long time, his reaction was not slower than Lucien's.

  The first tube of incendiary glue was held directly in the hands of the night watchman wearing black gloves, and under the influence of spiritual power, it was about to explode. It seemed to be extinguished under the control of the black gloves, without producing a fierce explosion or igniting an inextinguishable flame that clung to the body.

  Each of the Night Watchers' black gloves is an excellent magical item, engraved with a corresponding level of magic seal. Due to the limited number of black glove items, the number of Night Watchers has always been small. Each Night Watcher, in addition to relying on magical items, also possesses great personal strength, including high-ranking knight attendants, pastors, knights, dark knights and evil creatures that have been recruited, and even mages.

  The Nightwalker had just caught the first tube of incendiary gel when Lucien's second tube came flying in, but this one seemed to lack power and didn't hit the Nightwalker's body, instead falling to the ground in front of him, where it exploded violently, sending a blazing fireball rolling onto the Nightwalker's unreacting form, also igniting the first tube he had caught, causing it to detonate.

  With a loud crash, the night watchman was blown away, and the adhesive stuck to his body burned fiercely, amazingly unable to be extinguished by the torrential rain.

  Lucien didn't go to check on the aftermath of the Pyrope Gel, quickly moving to the entrance of the secret passage, casting a spell to open the mechanism.

  Suddenly, a roar that seemed to come from the depths of his heart appeared in Lucien's ears, carrying the natural pressure of a top-level predator in the food chain, making Lucien unable to help but tremble, his legs going soft. If it weren't for the Ice Snow Avenger ring, relying solely on Lucien's own spellcasting focus and calmness, he would definitely be unable to withstand this pressure.

  Another massive lightning bolt flashed, and the night watchman could be seen rapidly approaching in the torrential rain, with a layer of continuously burning thermite stuck to his body. However, he seemed completely unaffected, only slightly pale-faced, with a thin trickle of magma-like blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, which was an injury caused by the force of the explosion rather than the flames.

  From his charred white tuxedo and shirt, you could see the skin underneath, which was covered in a layer of crimson scales. The flames from the thermite were blocked by this layer of skin, only slightly charring the scales.

  Seeing this situation, how could Lucien still not understand the opponent's strength? This was a dark knight who had awakened his bloodline power, and his bloodline power was "Red Dragon"!

  This night watchman gave Lucien a feeling that was much weaker than the black shadow knight just now, but his speed and strength were still beyond his reach. If he turned around and ran, he might have been caught up by him as soon as he entered the secret passage. His own apprentice-level magic didn't have any way to stop him, let alone the fact that he also had a pair of black gloves. Unless he became an official magician with greatly increased spiritual power, allowing his Resonant Hand to simulate high-energy subsonic frequencies.

  Facing the sprinting Nightwatch, Lucien resisted "Dragon's Wrath" with "Frost Avenger", without panic, calmly calculating the distance between them.

  "Twenty meters, ten meters..."

  Then, Lucien threw out the last tube of incendiary gel, throwing it five meters away from himself. A loud explosion sounded, and the burning gel fireball flew forward under Lucien's mental control, but the massive shockwave spread uncontrollably in all directions, including towards Lucien himself.

  The night watchman was not afraid of the burning of the hot fire, but under the impact of the explosion, he still slowed down his pace, hesitated for a moment on the spot, and even took a step back.

  Lucien, who was hit by the force in the opposite direction, had one hand tightly grasping his hood and the other hand covering his chest, and was rolled over by the air wave.

  Lucien's position was at the entrance of the sloping path, so he rolled directly into the path and quickly tumbled out for several meters.

  Lucien felt as if he had been struck by a massive iron hammer, his internal organs vibrating, blood swelling, and a metallic taste bursting forth from his throat, followed by a mouthful of blood that spurted out, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

  The explosion outside subsided, and the Night Watchman kicked off with one foot, chasing after Lucien who had just stood up in the secret passage. At this time, the distance between the two sides was about twenty meters again. The Night Watchman was afraid of being hit by other magical objects of Lucien's, so he didn't move in a straight line, but instead advanced in a serpentine manner.

  But the night watchman had only run a few meters when he saw the black-robed magician with one hand pressing against the wall of the secret passage and the other holding a vial of medicine, his body slightly bowed as if paying respects to himself. Then the entrance to the secret passage suddenly collapsed, the first layer of stones turning into mud and falling down, the stones behind losing their balance and continuing to fall, burying the entrance to the secret passage in just one second.

  This is a Sage's arrangement, an emergency "Micro Fossilization" magic circle that destroys the secret path.

  The Nightwalker crashed directly into the muddy and rocky secret passage, crashing out a one-meter deep human-shaped black hole, but he could only stop, re-accumulating his strength, while another collapse sound came from the depths of the passage.

  Looking at the yellowish-brown soil, smelling the "fragrant" smell, and listening to the thunderous sound, the night watchman gritted his teeth and punched the ground fiercely, saying angrily: "I will definitely catch you, you damned magician."

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  Lucien took Storm pills to stabilize his injuries and stimulate his potential, while triggering magic arrays every ten meters, destroying this section of the secret passage. However, after five consecutive sections, Lucien stopped triggering them, fearing that the Night Watch would track him down from the ground based on the sound of the collapse.

  With the energizing effect of the medicine, Lucien spent half as much time as he had coming over and soon left the secret passage exit, sealing it with magic.

  Lucien then took off his black robe, transferring the contents to the inner pockets of his linen undershirt, and burned the black robe with "Marais' little spark" so as not to be tracked by the watchful night guards due to the deliberately added herbal scent on his black robe.

  The flavor of this herb was concocted by Lucien to mask his own scent.

  With the help of sulfur, the wet black robe was quickly burned to ashes. After doing all this, Lucien hurried out of the house and returned to his small cottage in the darkness and heavy rain.

  It wasn't until he entered his own hut, dried the flaxen short shirt and pants, put away the medicine, test tubes, etc. in the laboratory, and hid the spellcasting materials inside the hut that Lucien finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

  Lucien's logic was clear and his energy was abundant, which was the only thing that kept his potential going. Now that he had relaxed a bit, he suddenly felt weak all over, and the injuries that had not yet healed were still tormenting him under the slow-acting treatment of the "Storm", putting him in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

  Lightning flashed and thunder boomed, heavy rain poured down, making Lucien's small cottage seem isolated from the world, amidst the noise was an inexpressible tranquility.

  Perhaps it was the terrible weather that prevented the church's night watchmen from tracking down Lucien and his disciples, who spent a quiet night in the torrential rain until dawn.

  According to Lucien's conjecture, the high-ranking strongmen should focus their attention on the deceased Baron Laurent, as it is the devil's bloodline and power, plus the sacrificial ritual of borrowing strength, making people easily think of the previous "Silver White Horn" cult.

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  By dawn, the storm had lessened a great deal, but it was still raining heavily. The sunlight was swallowed up, and Alto as well as the surrounding areas were still gloomy. The poor people who could only maintain their lives by working every day made all sorts of noises in the sound of the rain.

  Lucien woke up with a start, feeling very unwell, so he decided not to go to the library in the morning and continue resting. After lunch, he would go find Mr. Viktor again; anyway, there was Pierrot, and the association's library was always deserted.

  When it was time for breakfast, Aunt Elisa saw that Lucien hadn't come over, so she sent Evan to see what had happened to him. Seizing the opportunity, Lucien instructed Evan to go to the library and ask for a leave of absence on his behalf.

  Afterwards, Lucien continued to sleep in the sound of the rain until noon when he woke up and felt a bit better, thinking that he had finally come back to life. However, his body still showed obvious signs of weakness. Although the explosive power of the Flare Adhesive was not strong, at such close range, Lucien was not a Knight-level powerhouse, so it was inevitable that he would suffer serious injuries. Fortunately, he had previously refined the "Storm Rain" medicine for treating wounds.

  After lunch, Lucien, who had borrowed an umbrella from Aunt Elisa's house and regained some energy, walked to Victor's home in Gusu District. It would be best to settle the matter today, as there were only three days left before the last Sunday.

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  10:00 AM, in Viktor's music room.

  Victor, who was deep in thought about the melody with a look of impatience on his face, suddenly heard the knock at the door, which made him surge with emotion and barely suppressed it.

  Holding a quill pen, Viktor opened the door to the music room and saw Lottie, Phyllis, and Hierodeus, who should have arrived in the afternoon. He asked curiously: "Why did you come suddenly? Is there something?"

  "Mr. Viktor, Mackenzie told me that Baron Osero wants you to go to the association as soon as possible today because Her Highness suddenly wants to know the programs of the last three concerts."

  He followed his usual routine, going to the association in the morning to practice his instrument and coming here to Viktor's place in the afternoon, where he ran into Makarenko and heard this bad news.

  The pen fell onto the thick carpet with no sound at all. Viktor's face turned deathly pale, and he retreated several steps before steadying himself.

  "Mr. Viktor..." Three students came forward with concern.

  Victor waved his hand, took a deep breath and then exhaled: "I know, let me calm down for thirty minutes before going to the association."

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  Arrived at Victor's home, Lucien followed his familiar servant to the front door of the house and saw the butler, Ace.

  "Mr. Ace, where is Mr. Victor's room? I have something to see him about." Lucien smiled and greeted the butler, Ace, "You don't look well, are you ill?"

  Aisu shook his head: "I'm fine, it's the old man, he went to the association. Because Princess-sama wants to know the names of the songs for the last three concerts, so she was invited by Baron Osiero to go to the association."

  "Has already been invited to the association to determine the program......" Lucien was stunned for a moment, then asked somewhat urgently: "How long has Mr. Victor gone?"

  "It's already 10:40 and he's left. You wait for about half an hour, Master Lucien should be back." Ace thought that Lucien had some urgent matter to attend to.

  It is now 12:35.

  Lucien felt a surge of intense disappointment: "If I hadn't taken the morning off, I would have met Mr. Viktor at the association, is it really fate?"

  "It won't work, no matter what, we have to try going over there. Maybe because of the heavy rain or maybe because of last night's events, the list hasn't been finalized yet, or it hasn't been sent to the princess yet. We can't give up like this!"

  Lucien thanked Mr. Ace with a sentence, picked up the umbrella and rushed into the rain that splashed water, running towards the Musicians' Association.