Chapter 850 The Stolen City Lord's Mansion

In the originally peaceful Yinou City, thick smoke and flames were rising from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

The alarm sounded loudly, and the whole city was quickly put on martial law. The city gates were urgently closed, and the city defense array was activated, covering the entire city like a bucket.

At the same time, the elite guards of the City Lord's Mansion came out in full force, patrolling the city, searching for the culprit who caused all this.

"The remnants of the rebels sneaked into the City Lord's Mansion, attempted to steal the treasure house, but failed, and fled to the city. Anyone who dares to provide them with shelter will be treated as a rebel accomplice and killed without mercy!"

At the same time, relevant news was circulated wildly in various snake and rat paths, and various versions of rumors were spreading in various taverns in the lower city.

Among them, some of the more recognized information was that the City Lord's Mansion was infiltrated by thieves, who stole the treasure hidden in the secret treasury, but accidentally triggered the alarm spell when leaving, and had to force a breakthrough.

Viscount Nisphim was furious and publicly executed the soldiers who were negligent in guarding the city. At the same time, the whole city was under martial law, vowing to capture those lawless thieves.

As for what the treasure was, there were many different opinions.

Some said it was dozens of boxes of high-quality magic crystals in stock and high-level magic treasures passed down from Viscount Nisphim's family. Some said it was the core secret key of the city defense array. Some said it was the treasure of the city lord's wife as a dowry.

Under this huge commotion, Fiona, who lived in seclusion in Silver Gull City, was also alarmed.

Standing in the courtyard of the house she bought, the little girl in a light blue magic dress blinked her bright eyes and looked at the city guards who were searching door to door on the street with a curious look.

Her current disguised identity is a fifth-level illusion school mage who traveled all the way from the distant Kingdom Federation and recently stayed in Silver Gull City.

"The City Lord's Guards, ordered to search for the remnants of the rebels! Please close the protective array here."

Soon, a team of city guards arrived at the main entrance of the girl's residence. The leader, the fourth-level knight captain, carefully raised his sword and knocked on the door, with a relatively polite tone.

He knew the identity of the people living here. A fifth-level spellcaster was considered a middle-to-high-level force in the entire continent, a guest of honor of major forces, and could obtain guest status by joining most forces, so these city guards did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Okay, but no suspicious people broke into my residence."

Fiona did not embarrass these soldiers, but just revoked the intermediate-level protective array she had bought temporarily, and let them search inside on their own.

Generally speaking, in this kind of search mission, many guards would rummage through the houses of civilians in the name of searching, and take away the good things they saw directly, enriching themselves.

If the owner wants to avoid this, he must pay the captain a "hardship fee" in advance, otherwise he can only swallow his anger. If he dares to resist, he will be accused of "resisting search" and arrested and imprisoned for several days.

However, when searching Fiona's residence, these soldiers behaved very honestly throughout the whole process.

They also looked at the person's situation. It is easy to get into an accident if you touch things casually in the residence of a mid-to-high-level spellcaster. This is common sense for survival in this world.

The treasure belongs to Viscount Nisphim, and his life is his own. If he triggers some inexplicable cursed items or spell traps, or angers the other party, his life will definitely be in danger. Even if the city lord pursues them and avenges them afterwards, it will be meaningless to the dead.

The captain took out a magic detection prop and scanned the courtyard. Not finding anything unusual, he announced that he would withdraw his troops and left Fiona's residence politely and quickly with many soldiers.

The girl didn't care much about it, but when she was about to return to her residence, her powerful spiritual power suddenly noticed something wrong.

In the space in the corner of the courtyard, there was an abnormal fluctuation, similar to the traces left by some space magic.

This kind of fluctuation is extremely obscure, and it is almost impossible to detect it for beings below the seventh level, and it is even more impossible to stop it with the intermediate protective magic array she arranged to conceal her identity.

A series of speculations flashed through her mind, and the girl stretched out her fair and slender hand, pressed on the abnormal trace, and activated the tracking secret method she had learned in the magic class.

Soon, an illusory glowing track with a mixed breath appeared in the girl's spiritual perception. It seems that there is more than one person on the other side, and they have already sneaked into her house boldly.

Are they the thieves that the city guards are searching for? How dare they come here!

A little angry about this, Fiona puffed up her cheeks and took out a staff embedded with ice-blue crystals, intending to teach these uninvited guests a lesson.

Following the trail, she soon found several sneaky guys in the basement who had added magic disguises.

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"Hey, Silver Wolf, the female mage is back, won't we be discovered?"

"It's okay. According to the investigation, the owner of this house is only a fifth-level spellcaster. To see through our hiding, at least a seventh-level strongman must come in person.

The soldiers didn't dare to search her residence too recklessly, so we can hide here temporarily. When the contact person comes, we can leave."

At this moment, a team of elite adventurers were squatting in the corner of the basement wearing arcane cloaks, mumbling with the help of a shared mind link.

There were humans, half-elves, and even rare half-orcs in the team, and their strengths were between fifth and sixth levels.

They came from the "Spark" rebel camp, and had just accepted a secret mission to steal the city lord's treasure house from the rebels' top brass. Because they had made a detailed plan in advance, there were no problems during the theft process. It was only because they were careless when they left that they were hunted down by the whole city.

As for this house, they chose it from several secret hiding places provided by the rebels' top brass.

In the backup plan, if there was a problem during their mission and the city guards were alarmed, they would hide here as soon as possible.

The owner of the house here is a spellcaster from a foreign country. He has some strength, enough to deal with ordinary soldiers' searches, but not too strong to see through their concealment, which can provide them with a period of safety.

"We have obtained the magic device hidden in the secret vault and the key in the hands of Viscount Nisphim. After they hear the news, they will come here to meet us tonight at the latest."

"Wait... Silver Wolf, is she looking at us?"

At this time, the half-elf thieves in the team suddenly felt that the girl's eyes seemed to have fallen on them.

"Don't worry, it might just be a coincidence, she just happened to be facing our direction."

"Let's not look at her, some spellcasters are particularly sensitive to gazes."

The human warrior also carefully raised his head and glanced in the direction of the girl, then turned his head back as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see it.

A fifth-level spellcaster could not see through the disposable cloak of concealment provided by the high-level spellcasters on them.

But what they didn't know was that Fiona could hear their conversation in the mind link clearly at this moment.

But just when the girl was about to catch them directly, a loud noise and strong vibration suddenly came from the door.

The next moment, the soil and rocks above everyone's heads slowly separated to both sides under the effect of magic, and a ray of skylight shone into the basement through the huge crack, illuminating the dull faces of the team members in the dust. (End of this chapter)