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    Traveler's House is an unknown small hotel in Qingshi City. Even on the days when the flow of people is at its peak during the year, the more than ten rooms are never full.  But this is natural. After all, when most hotels open, they will choose places with pubs close together. Even if there are no hotels, casinos, brothels, commercial streets and even merchant trading places can also be used.  "The Traveler's House chose to be located in a civilian residential area. The neighborhood was not a prosperous area, so naturally it could not attract customers and the business was also very poor.  "However, the Traveler's House can still barely make ends meet by relying on a dozen regular customers who come to Qingshi City all year round.  As a hotel host for decades, and finally the owner of a Traveler's House, Grant has seen countless strange travelers, and the guest who just checked in was only astonishing to Grant.  Behind many others.  It was a stern-looking young man, wearing a black cloak and armor, with an awe-inspiring aura that looked like he was not a mercenary, but rather like the captain of a retainer of a prince or noble, or a knight in charge of a group of soldiers.  This is a man with a story, and Grant believes in his own eyes.  Years of intuition told him that it was best not to receive such a guy of unknown origin, otherwise his hotel would definitely be involved in trouble, but the bleak business forced him to open the door to receive him.  But then the young man gave a surprising tip, and an amiable smile immediately appeared on Grant's fat face. He needed such a guest.  Ge Lan took the young man to the room on the second floor and asked enthusiastically if he had any needs. After receiving a polite refusal, he turned around and went downstairs.  When he heard the footsteps of the hotel owner coming down the stairs, Rex looked around the room. It was not large and the furnishings were simple, but it was very clean, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling.  After taking off all the equipment on his body, Rex walked to the window and looked outside.  This room is facing the street, and below the window is the long street. It is afternoon time, and there are not many pedestrians coming and going. Most of them seem to be nearby residents.  However, occasionally one or two armed militiamen would patrol by, scanning the pedestrians on the long street with vigilant eyes, as if they were looking for something.  Rex stood by the window for about half an hour. Under his observation, four groups of militiamen patrolling the long street had passed by. This was too frequent for a small town with a population of only about 2,000.  .  Rex noticed a strange situation from it. Just like what he had felt during this period, it seemed that there was a large invisible net that was gradually shrinking and tightening with him as its target.  "What on earth am I doing?" Rex couldn't help but rub his bloodless face with both hands and murmured in a low voice.  He still remembered that after saying goodbye to Erwin in the tavern that night, he completely gave up investigating the Final Cult, and instead began to focus on searching for the new murderer.  However, something seemed to be wrong in this process, as if something had changed that he was not aware of.  Rex remembered that he should have found the trace of the murderer, and then he quickly pursued it, but every time he was about to find the target, there seemed to be a transparent film separating him from the murderer.  No matter how you pursue him, how you cling to your footsteps, you can never catch the murderer, and you can't even see his side. What appears in front of you every time is the bloody killing field after being ravaged.  Finally, after several days of sleepless pursuit, Rex discovered a fact that was enough to make him collapse - he was not chasing the murderer all the time, but the murderer was chasing after him.  , no matter where he goes, the murderer will always commit numerous crimes nearby, leaving clear traces and clues to attract Rex to continue the pursuit.  He was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.  This was a naked provocation, but Rex was unable to fight back.  After that, Rex's memory became chaotic, as if it had been tampered with. Many things could not be remembered clearly. It was as if many sections of the connected memory had been cut off, and many places were blank, but  At the same time, there were also a lot of memories that didn't belong to him at all - waving swords non-stop, running, laughing wildly, fighting with someone, many people.  In this way, he walked through most of Turbo's hinterland in a daze, sometimes awake and sometimes confused.  What appeared together with this strange situation was the nightmare that had tortured Rex for a long time - he dreamed that he had become a murderer, constantly destroying villages and towns, killing men, women and the elderly.  The children, as well as many mercenaries who besieged him, were all killed by him.  This persists??Having nightmares for more than a month has left Rex with a serious lack of sleep quality. Even if he is now a strong man who has entered the rank gate, if he does not get adequate rest, his mental state will become very  Weakness, thinking ability declines, and the mind is no longer careful and sharp.  Rex attributed his nightmares for such a long time to the fact that he had seen too many bloody scenes after being killed by a murderer. He thought about it day and night and dreamed about it, but his brain and consciousness seemed to be like this.  As if he was being manipulated, he tried his best to forget one thing - as a demon hunting knight, Rex had seen too much darkness and blood, so how could he have nightmares because of such a thing?  But this question was as if it had been forcibly removed from his mind. Rex's strange thinking had prevented him from actively thinking about this question.  After washing his face with the hot water sent by the hotel owner, Rex stayed in the room for a while, then got up and went downstairs, intending to ask the hotel owner to prepare some food for him.  When we went downstairs, the fat hotel owner was talking to the two militiamen blocking the door. The look on his face and his tone were a little impatient.  "Mr. Grant, if you see any suspicious person, please inform us as soon as possible." "Okay, okay, don't block the door and affect my business." Grant waved his hand very impatiently,  Both militiamen were driven away.  The two militiamen were a little angry, but after seeing Rex coming down the stairs in the hotel, their eyes immediately became a little wary, they looked at Rex up and down, and then turned and left.  Grant turned around when he heard the footsteps, and the impatient look on his face immediately turned into a kind smile. His round eyes narrowed into two slits: "Sir, do you need any help?" "  Prepare some food for me." Rex found a seat and sat down. After the hotel owner had been busy for a while and brought a large plate of food, he casually asked: "The two militiamen just came.  Why? You won¡¯t have any problems here, right? I don¡¯t want to get into any unnecessary trouble. ¡°No, no, no, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m absolutely safe here.¡± He didn¡¯t want to.  This guest who finally came with great difficulty and spent a lot of money was scared away. He kept cursing the two damn militiamen in his heart, but with a smile on his face he said: "Sir, the problem is not with me. It seems that there are bandits.  Entering Qingshi City, the militiamen have been searching. They came here just to let me notify them if I see suspicious people. I heard that the front and back gates were blocked by mercenaries from out of town. I don¡¯t know why.  I came here and was made a big fuss by the businessmen who were leaving the city" Rex listened silently to the hotel owner's explanation. Regarding the matter involving foreign mercenaries, Rex did know a little bit about the situation.  The chaos caused by the murderer in the hinterland of Turbo is still relatively large. Rex knows that some nobles have offered rewards for the murderer, so these mercenaries from other places probably came because of the rewards.  "There are robbers who have sneaked into Bluestone City" Rex frowned. He knew that the murderer had been following him, and he was also chasing the mercenaries. If the murderer followed him into Bluestone City, the mercenaries would  It is normal for the soldiers to block the city gate.  Although he didn¡¯t agree with their approach, it would not be so easy for the killer to leave Bluestone City. Rex felt that it was necessary to end this boring hide-and-seek with the killer in this small town.  He thought as he ate the food, then got up and returned to the room on the second floor to lie down and rest. He thought that he might be able to take a look outside tonight and familiarize himself with the surrounding terrain.  ¡°Maybe this will be the first place where he and the murderer have a fight.  The afternoon passed by in a hurry, and soon it was night.  "Found it?" The three Yamans who were waiting anxiously finally received news from the militia group.  "Yes, my people saw the man wearing those clothes you mentioned, with a black cloak and gray armor, and riding a blood-red horse. My people saw him staying in a hotel with his own eyes."  The leader of the militia regiment answered truthfully. He was also filled with an incredible feeling. He did not expect to be able to find the target so quickly. The other party was obviously not vigilant, so he entered Qingshi City openly and checked into the hotel.  With the information about the murderer brought by the three mercenary regiment leaders, the militiamen, who know almost everything about the entire Bluestone City, can find out the target's whereabouts as long as they go out and do a little research.  "Very good, let's take action immediately." Arman hit the table with his fist, with a trace of unconcealable excitement in his tone.  Spend an afternoon exploring the entire bluestone.??, this speed has to be said to be very fast, but it is still too slow for the three of Yaman. After all, if the target cannot be found tonight, then by tomorrow morning, the other four mercenary groups will probably catch up.  Come here, when the time comes, the three mercenary groups will act without permission but they haven't succeeded yet. I'm afraid they will end up not being human.  But it was just nightfall now, and there was still enough time for them to surround and kill the murderer all night long.  "Lord Clark, please let our men enter the city, and then close both city gates and not allow anyone to enter or exit." "This" Clark hesitated, although the city lord had ordered him to cooperate with these three mercenaries.  The leader of the regiment, but Clark, who was pampered and had never participated in any battles, did not dare to put himself in danger.  Arman could see at a glance what the militia leader was worried about, and felt a little contemptuous in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "Let it go, Mr. Clark, you militiamen only need to guard the city gate, and the rest will be enough."  Let us handle the matter, and it won't cause any trouble to Qingshi City. ""That's good, that's good." Clark nodded quickly, and then hurriedly acted as if he was afraid that these three guys would send him other things.  Turned around and left "Tsk, coward." Neil, the leader of the Fierce Wolf Mercenary Group, sneered disdainfully.  Arman¡¯s thoughts were all focused on how to encircle and suppress the target. This time, he finally did not scold Neil for paying attention to his identity, but clapped his hands to attract their attention.  "You two, we must not let him run away again this time. Let's gather everyone first, and then wait for the opportunity to act. Don't alert the snake" Arman slowly said the plan he had been thinking about for a long time, and the other two servants  The commanders of the corps all agreed to his plan, and the three of them quickly calculated it over and added various details and steps.  And as time passed, outside the gate of Bluestone City, the mercenaries who had blocked the gate in the snow all afternoon were finally able to enter the city to keep warm.  The militiamen of Qingshi City completely closed both city gates, preventing anyone from entering or exiting. Because they used to close the city gates at night, the actions of the militiamen did not attract anyone's attention, but they usually did not do so even at night.  I can go out, but not tonight.  More than a hundred mercenaries were very conspicuous in the Qingshi City with a population of more than 2,000. However, they did not take action immediately after entering the city. Instead, they first found a secret place to rest and replenish food and calories.  Tonight's Qingshi City is no different from before, but many people feel that something is about to happen, so many people return to their homes to hide after dark, and try not to go out if nothing happens. The entire Qingshi City is in the dark  It was extremely quiet, except for the occasional barking of a dog from the darkness.  More than a hundred mercenaries waited until the darkest moment of the night, all began to organize their equipment, and then set off under the leadership of three regiment leaders, walking through the long streets and alleys, like a long snake moving around in the maze.  Wandering around, he soon arrived at the hotel where the murderer lived.  This is a very ordinary two-story building, with a long street in front, low residential buildings on both sides and behind, and the terrain and lanes are relatively open, making it very convenient for mercenaries to surround and ambush.  Under the instructions of the three regiment leaders, more than a hundred mercenaries quietly surrounded the entire hotel on all sides, ensuring that not even a fly could fly in.  But if you just rush in, there is no point in waiting until so late. According to the original plan, the three captains first sent two mercenaries with lockpicking skills to open the door of the hotel, and then a few mercenaries gently opened the hotel door.  He slipped in with his feet, and under the identification of a militiaman who was very familiar with this place, he tied up the sleeping hotel owner, and then pulled him aside to interrogate which room the murderer lived in.  There was no need for torture at all. Under such a huge battle, the hotel owner was frightened to death when he woke up. He almost answered every question and told all the secrets.  With the room key obtained from the hotel owner, several mercenaries with good hands and feet and good skills sneaked directly to the second floor.  This is the plan designated by the three mercenary group leaders. First, sneak into the assassination and strive to easily eliminate the murderer in one fell swoop. Encirclement and suppression by mercenaries is the back-up plan. Although the three group leaders despise the strength of the murderer,  , but the most basic capital of a mercenary group is mercenaries. They will not let their men die in vain. If they can use shady but effective methods to solve troubles, I believe many people will make a clear choice.  Several mercenaries sneaked into the hotel, while others were waiting nervously outside. Many outstanding figures in history have died in assassinations, so they were very confident in this plan.  But sometimes faith alone is of no use. A crackling sound soon came from the second floor of the hotel, as if something was thrown to the ground, and then "Bang""With a sound, the window on the wall on the second floor facing the long street was smashed. A figure fell from the second floor and fell to the ground with a thud. He died without even a struggle.  The mercenaries guarding downstairs didn't need to gather around to look. They only needed to look at the clothes and decorations of the deceased to know his identity - one of the mercenaries who had just sneaked in to assassinate him. "Failed" Arman looked ugly.  He gritted his teeth, feeling that his estimation of the killer's strength seemed to be slightly off. However, in this situation, there was no possibility of remaking the plan. He pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed towards the second floor of the hotel.  : "Just rush in and kill him." The surrounding mercenaries responded immediately, and the hotel owner who was left aside shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, there are other guests inside, you can't hurt them." But  His words were drowned in the shouts of the mercenaries. However, before the mercenaries rushed into the hotel, another figure flew out of the room through the broken window on the second floor, and then moved forward.  It fell down on the street and knocked an unprepared mercenary to the ground. The falling figure was another mercenary who sneaked in to carry out the assassination. From this look, the mercenaries who sneaked in first were probably all.  It was all destroyed. With a "bang", a large piece of the window that had turned into a hole was kicked down from the inside, and a figure jumped out from inside. The black cloak was like an evil ghost, baring its teeth and claws in the night.  , the gray armor and the evil ghost mask instantly caught everyone's eyes.
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