Chapter 692: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, but the Oriole Follows Behind

In the evening, dusk is getting darker. .

"Haha, little brother, thank you so much for today. I finally didn't come here in vain this time. I visited all the places in the temple and got what I wanted. I finally got what I wanted!"

"Mr. Klee, you are too polite. I just walked with you and didn't do anything."

"Haha, just walking around is enough, it's an eye-opener..."

Amid laughter, Tang En patted the shoulder of the young knight who had been walking with him all afternoon, feeling very satisfied.

This expression was no show. After the young knight's guidance and explanation, Tang En was now very familiar with the Northern Temple. The thousand gold tickets were not wasted, probably because of his eagerness to repay his kindness. Even in some forbidden areas of the temple, the young knight, after a little hesitation, told all the relevant things he knew...

After knowing this intelligence information, Tang En has already locked down several locations, all of which are forbidden areas. If there are no accidents, the transaction record evidence should be here.

Everything went well, and Tang En was naturally in a good mood. Just when he was about to say a few more compliments, he suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye. He immediately trembled and hurriedly pulled the young knight behind the wall beside him.

"Uh, Master Klee, you are so strong, what's wrong?" The young knight couldn't help but come behind the wall and asked with confusion on his face.

"Oh, it's nothing, haha..." Tang En chuckled twice and looked up, "Hey, it's getting late, no wonder I always feel a little hungry." He touched his belly, "Let's do this, little brother, I Now for convenience, can you please help me pack some food and deliver it to the room?"

"Of course, no problem, Master Klee. I just don't know what your taste is..."

Tang En waved his hand carelessly: "Whatever, I'm not picky about food. Oh, by the way, I don't like pasta very much, I only like the kind of steamed rice. I can't help it. As we get older, our teeth are no longer good. ……May I?"

The young knight shook his head: "Overcooked rice...it may take some time, but the rest is fine."

"Haha, that's good. Sorry to bother you..." After saying this, Tang En suddenly frowned and bent down, turned around and waved his hands and left quickly, "Uh, I can't, I'll go and take a moment first."

"Okay..." Just as he was about to wave, he found that Tang En's figure had disappeared around the corner. The young knight shrugged, lowered his arms and touched somewhere in his arms, feeling the special texture of the golden ticket paper, and his face was filled with joy. , murmured in a low voice, "Mr. Klee is such a kind man..."

He hurriedly prepared the time-consuming overcooked rice, but the young knight didn't notice. Not long after he left, the figure of the 'Great Good Man' came back furtively, and took a closer look at the corner of the wall. In a flash, he disappeared like a phantom...

A few hundred meters away from here, in the most remote corner southeast of the Northern Temple, there are several weird tree houses in front of them.

"Grandpa Seaborn left?"

"Yes, Lord Knight, just this afternoon, Teacher Seaborn received the order and should have left Holy Light City by now."

"Oh...I know, thank you." Xia Wei'an turned around and left, with a look of regret on her face. But I didn’t think too much about it. After all, the Temple of Light is in a troubled time now, and it’s normal for experts like Seaborn to go out and take charge.

After leaving the tree house, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and Xia Wei'an frowned slightly: "How long do you want to follow?"

"I'll just follow you until you go to bed... Well, don't get carried away, I'm a very decent person." In the dusk, Owens, who looked tired, walked out and spread his hands.

Xia Wei'an naturally knew the reason why Owens followed, her expression was a little gloomy, and she took a breath: "I'm not in a good mood right now..."

"so?"

He clicked the spear and said, "I'm going to take a break. If you follow me again, I don't mind taking you to take a break first."

"Well, don't be so cruel." Owens held his forehead, his face speechless, and then spread his hands and said, "I know what you want to do, but now Zachary lives behind the temple, very far away from the bishop's residence. Close, you have no chance."

"Really?" Xia Wei'an said noncommittally, and then walked towards the north.

That was the direction to the front of the temple, obviously not to find Zachary's bad luck. Upon seeing this, Owens couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What are you... doing?"

"I said, relax." Xia Wei'an raised her right spear without looking back, "Don't follow me anymore, this is the last warning!"

Owens paused when he heard this, thought for a while, and stood still, waiting for Xia Wei'an's figure to completely disappear from sight. He waited for about ten seconds before sniffing and quickly catching up.

"Don't follow? Are you kidding... Oh, it's really not easy to be friends and you can do what I do! Thinking about it, I really admire myself, it's so great..."

The muttering to himself gradually became fainter, and what followed was probably words of praise for himself.

"Ouch! Is this narcissism or shamelessness... But these words are very much like compliments to me. Well, thinking about it this way, except for that annoying little boy's face, this guy is quite pleasing to the eye. "A dark figure touched his chin in the dark and said. Immediately, his figure flashed and disappeared.

Owens dared to follow Xia Wei'an, so he naturally had something to rely on.

Xia Wei'an is very strong, but she is not an assassin after all. For some stalkers with bad intentions, she can see through them with her keen sense of danger. But Owens is different. Although he is not a professional assassin, he cannot have any murderous intention towards Xia Wei'an, so as long as he is careful, he is still sure not to be detected.

Compared with Owens, the black shadow following at the end relies on real tracking skills! As long as your skills are high enough and you don't risk getting close to the sensory range of Xia Wei'an and Owens, you can still successfully track them even if you have bad intentions.

Xia Wei'an, who was walking at the front, seemed to just come out to relax, and soon left the temple and entered the city. But then her whereabouts became a bit erratic. She walked and stopped until she entered a dense residential area with complicated lanes. She suddenly accelerated her speed and disappeared in an instant.

As mentioned before, the buildings in Holy Light City are extremely dense. In such a complex environment, it is undoubtedly difficult to track them. At least Owens can't...

Walking out of his hiding place and looking at the dense residential area dotted with sparks in front of him, Owens sighed: "I knew it would be like this...Okay, let me guess where you will go, well, let's try our luck..."

…

Half an hour later, in front of a small house in the city where letters and items were delivered, a man covered in gray robes, whose figure and face could not be seen clearly, stepped in.

After looking up and down, the owner of the hut couldn't tell whether the gray-robed person was a man or a woman, so he could only say: "Good evening. Are you sending a letter or something?"

"Send a letter!" With a hoarse voice, the man in gray robe took out a thick letter and placed it on the counter. Then he waved his hand and popped out three shiny gold coins, swallowing the shopkeeper's words about where to send them.

Three gold coins! There is really no need to ask where to send it. As long as it's not the Northern Wasteland, it can basically be delivered to Bran anywhere. Of course, only in towns.

"The temple will always... ok, no problem." Looking at the words on the envelope of the letter, the shop owner nodded without hesitation, accepted the three gold coins, and took over the business.

The man in gray robe nodded, said nothing, turned and left the hut.

About five minutes later, the wooden door of the hut was pushed open again. The shopkeeper subconsciously raised his head and looked at the handsome young man in holy armor in front of him. He couldn't help but be stunned. He came back to his senses and hurriedly saluted: "Good evening, sir. What can I do for you?" Can I help you?"

After all, he lives in Holy Light City. Even if the shop owner is not a believer, he can tell that this armor is not ordinary.

"Of course I need your help, but I asked you and you won't answer. I'm a professional security guard. I understand..." Owens scratched his head and recalled something with a troubled expression, "Let me think about it, psychic magic. How do you recite the incantation? It’s so unprofessional..."

Mind magic, as the name suggests, is the magic of controlling the mind. Although this is only a low-level magic, it is extremely easy to use. Knights like Owens can also successfully cast it. Of course, the targets can only be civilians, not strong-minded warriors.

After reciting the spell vaguely, the shopkeeper's eyes suddenly became vacant and confused. Then the first question Owens asked successfully got the answer he wanted to know.

"The person in gray robe wrapped tightly? Oh, that must be her. Well. Where is the thing she sent?"

Following the store owner's guidance, Owens easily got the thick letter. Looking at the address on it, the corners of his mouth twitched and he looked helpless: "Don't be like this, what will happen even if you expose this secret?" What? There will never be a thorough investigation into this matter. On the contrary, you will become very dangerous, alas..."

Shaking his head and sighing, Owens put away the package and simply left the cabin.

What, you forgot to unlock the shopkeeper's mind magic?

Please, it's already very difficult for a knight to remember to cast spells, so we can't expect too much. It’s better to wait for about ten minutes and let the magic disappear on its own... However,

Before the psychic magic had expired, the man in gray robe opened the wooden door of the hut again, looked at the stunned shop owner, and shook his head: "You are very smart, but unfortunately I am not stupid either."

He reached out and took out a thick letter again, inserted it into the waiting letters at the back, turned around and left. When he walked to the wooden door, he thought about it, turned around and recited a vague spell, and then quietly walked out the door just before the shop owner's vision returned to clarity.

"Sir..." After regaining consciousness, the shopkeeper shouted unconsciously, and then turned to look at the empty hut, feeling a little dazed.

Then, three minutes later, Tang En appeared at the door of the hut, rubbing his nose, curling his lips and murmuring: "Why are you playing with mantises and cicadas? You just don't take me as a yellow bird in your eyes..."

…………(To be continued.)