Chapter 111 Sacred Objects (5,000 Words)

In the dim alley, the black dagger reflected the dim light, and the biting coldness would never doubt the sharpness of this thing.

Hearing the cold voice coming from behind, Ryan's mouth showed a faint smile.

"Are you the manager of the 'Black Cat Fortune Telling House', Meloye?"

"Answer my question!" The person behind him did not answer, but said in a cold tone. While speaking, she was ready to press down the dagger slightly to warn the guy in front of her.

However, her move failed.

At some point, two fingers pinched the black dagger. No matter how hard she exerted, she could not move it at all, as if it was not fingers that pinched the dagger, but a heavy mountain.

The girl who realized that something was wrong decisively abandoned the dagger and retreated, but Ryan's speed was faster than her.

With a flash of his figure, Ryan had appeared beside the girl, and the black dagger was close to the delicate skin of the girl's neck. With just a little force, blood would flow.

The girl was forced to stop, and only then did Ryan see the girl's full appearance.

She was wearing a tight black tights that outlined her slender and slender body.

What surprised Ryan was that there were some faint lines on both sides of the girl's cheeks, and her hands were not like those of a normal person, but had black soft hair.

Rather than saying that these were human hands, they were more like cat claws.

Cat girl?

Feeling the spirituality that was surging in the girl's body, Ryan put down his right hand and handed the dagger to the cat girl:

"Give it back to you."

"In addition, I have no ill intentions, but I learned about this branch of the "Witch Association" from another witch, so I came to see if I could get help with intelligence."

The dagger in Ryan's hand disappeared, and the cat girl also retreated more than ten meters away, looking at Ryan carefully and vigilantly. After a few seconds of silence, the girl spoke again, and the coldness in her voice subsided a lot: "I can smell that the magic breath on you is very strong, which means that you have been in this period of time. I have had long contact with the witch. "

"Tell me, where did you know the information about the 'branch point'?"

Ryan smiled: "Blood witch, Selina."

"Lady Selina?!" The cat girl's pupils dilated slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes: "You, no, you know the whereabouts of Lady Selina?"

"Indeed, there is a very faint smell of Lady Selina on you."

"Please tell me the news of Lady Selina. The club has not been able to contact her for a long time."

The cat girl became a little excited.

Ryan sighed: "The last time I saw her was in the Whirlpool Islands. As for her now... I don't know."

He did not tell the news that the blood witch was dead. After all, they had just met, so he naturally couldn't tell everything.

"Whirlpool Islands... Outer Sea... So Lady Selina ran there, no wonder we can't contact her..."

The cat girl lowered her head and muttered a few words to herself, then raised her head, took a deep breath, and adjusted her mood: "My lord, I am the owner of the 'Black Cat Fortune Telling House', the Fantasy Beast Witch Meloye, may I ask who you are?"

"Just call me Ryan." Ryan answered, and then asked curiously: "I heard that a few days ago, the knights of the Libra Holy Church came to the 'Black Cat Fortune Telling House' and took you away?"

"Yes, but they took away only one of my prostheses." The cat girl Meloye stroked her hair gently. As she moved, the fine lines on her face disappeared, and the furry black cat claws also faded back to normal human hands: "This is not a good place to talk, please follow me."

After a moment, her body began to shrink rapidly. In less than a second, she changed from a living girl to a black kitten.

After circling the alley for a long time, the black kitten jumped into an ordinary farmhouse.

Ryan followed closely, and when he walked into the room, he just saw the black kitten looking back at him, and then jumped into the water tank.

When the cat's paw touched the water surface, the seemingly ordinary water was slightly distorted, and then, Meloye disappeared in the water.

"A strange object?"

Ryan came to the side of the water tank, hesitated, and jumped in.

The strength of the fantasy beast witch Meloye was not strong. Her own professional level was the second level, and the threat to Ryan was about the same as the twelfth black knight. If it was before, Ryan would still feel tricky, but after a series of upgrades, he now has a crushing advantage in the face of opponents of this level.

Strength gave him confidence.

What's more, in Ryan's judgment, the probability that Meloye had malicious intentions towards him was not high, and the risk was generally within a controllable range.

After jumping into the water tank, Ryan's eyes went dark, but soon they brightened again. He looked around and saw a small room about 20 square meters in size and about 3 meters high.

The decoration here is mainly light purple, with a small round wooden table and dark curtains hanging around it. The overall style is similar to that of a fortune-telling house.

At this moment, Meloye has turned back into a human. She sat on one side of the round wooden table and poured Ryan a cup of hot black tea:

"Mr. Ryan, please."

"This is the real branch of the Witch Association. The 'Black Cat Fortune-telling House' above and the water tank we jumped into before are just one of the entrances here. There are many similar entrances, all connected to this pocket space. Of course, without my permission, even if you find the right entrance, you can't get in."

"Thank you very much for the information you provided about Lady Serena."

"I wonder if you came to see me for something?"

The girl's movements in pouring and passing tea were very elegant and professional, and she had obviously been trained in relevant aspects.

Ryan asked directly without drinking tea: "Have you offended the Libra Holy Cult?"

"No." Faced with this question, Cat Lady Meloye shook her head: "In fact, I am also the one who is affected."

Looking at the undisguised curiosity on Ryan's face, she explained: "A few days ago, the 'sacred objects' of the Libra Holy Cult were stolen. It is said that cat footprints were found at the scene, so in the past few days, the Libra Holy Cult's 'sacred objects' were stolen. The knight searched everywhere for people and things related to cats."

"And the 'Black Cat Divination House' I run was targeted by the Libra Knight because the store name contained the word 'cat'. As a last resort, I had no choice but to throw out a carefully made 'prosthesis' for the Libra Knight to take." Walk."

"Although the 'prosthesis' is almost the same as me, the difference in expression and language is too big. It can be confused for a while, but it will be seen sooner or later. Therefore, I am ready to change my identity."

"I went back to the 'Black Cat Divination House' today just to leave a secret message. If you had come a day later, you probably wouldn't have met me."

"So that's it..." Ryan nodded clearly, and then asked curiously: "What is the lost 'sacred object'?"

What can be called a "holy object" is definitely not an ordinary object. Ryan is just out of curiosity and has no intention of using his brain.

"...It is said to be one of the keys to activating the 'Holy Scale'." Meloye was not sure: "Of course, this is just a rumor, and I'm not sure what it is specifically."

Speaking of this, a look of shame appeared on her face: "It has been less than two months since I took over the 'branch point' here. In addition, the previous person in charge disappeared for no reason and many intelligence sources were lost, so..."

"You must be a partner of a certain witch, right?"

Meloye looked at Ryan: "It is impossible for ordinary people to have such a strong and positive witch scent."

"Smell?" Ryan didn't admit or deny it. Instead, he was very interested in the word "smell" in Meloye's words.

"Yes, smell." Meloye nodded: "I can communicate with animals and even monsters, and I can copy their power for my own use. This unusual sense of smell is what I copied from a method called 'Star Chasing'. Dog's ability."

"You trust me so much that you directly tell me about your abilities?" Ryan was surprised.

"Even if you don't tell me, you can guess some. What's more, you are a traveler of the witch. Being able to gain the trust of a witch means that you are also worthy of my trust." Meloye said calmly: "This world has no respect for witches. They are too cruel, and helping the witches as much as possible is the original intention of the establishment of the "Witches' Association."

"If possible, you can bring your demon girlfriend to me. I will try my best to help you within my ability."

"..." Ryan somewhat understood why the Blood Witch would specifically tell the Witches Guild before she died. The witches who have such a philosophy and practice it are indeed something worth worrying about from the perspective of the Blood Witch.

"Your situation is not good right now. I won't cause any trouble for you if I help you." Ryan shook his head and stood up to leave.

After learning that Santos City seemed peaceful now, but was undercurrent due to the "theft of sacred objects", he had decided to evacuate as soon as possible with Freine and Cecilia.

Having just experienced the Whirlpool Islands incident, he just wanted to calm down for a while and didn't want to bother with anything anymore.

"Bring this with you." Meloye handed over a small blue conch: "This is a sound transmission conch. It exists in pairs. As long as it is within a hundred kilometers, you can communicate through it. You only need to use it with force. Just tap the bottom three times. In addition, if it receives information, it will vibrate regularly. "

"And this map."

"It includes the regional distribution of offshore islands and the situation in the surrounding sea area of ​​nearly a hundred nautical miles. I hope it can be helpful to you."

After taking the conch and map, Ryan took a deep look at Miss Catwoman: "We should leave after a while. If you really encounter trouble in the past few days, you can ask me for help. Of course, it must be within my ability."

"Thank you very much." Meloye smiled and nodded, not taking it to heart very much.

Although she had fought against Ryan and knew that Ryan's strength was ahead of hers, her ability to escape was unique, especially in a city with complex terrain like this. If something really difficult happened, she wouldn't be able to escape. There is no use asking Ryan for help.

Of course, she did not refuse Ryan's kindness.

"If you want to leave, please step into this mirror. Through it, you can return to the previous farmhouse."

Ryan nodded, walked into the mirror, and disappeared little by little.

Watching the ripples on the mirror gradually subsided, the smile on Meloye's face gradually disappeared and he sighed slightly: "Should I also leave here to avoid the limelight? I always feel that something big is about to happen."

"There are only two days left. Let's leave when 'that' is ready."

…

His vision went dark and then brightened, and Ryan returned to the water tank in the farmhouse.

He reached out and touched the water in the water tank and found that it had turned into ordinary water and could not function as a "door".

"What an interesting curiosity."

Ryan clicked his tongue in surprise.

It has to be said that the reason behind the existence of the Witch Association should not be underestimated.

After opening the map and looking at it for a while, Ryan took steps to go to a shipyard in the outer city.

"Santos" is not peaceful at the moment, so it would be better to buy a small boat and get away quickly.

After leaving the farmhouse, following the guidance of the map, Ryan soon arrived at the western area outside Santos City, where the only shipyard in the city is located.

Suddenly, Ryan stopped.

"Kaka..."

The crisp sound of metal shoes hitting the ground came from both in front of him and behind him at the same time. Two knights wearing silver armor and with light golden "Libra" marks tattooed on their chests surrounded him one after another.

Repressed and turbulent spirituality floated on the bodies of the two knights. Judging from the intensity of the spiritual fluctuations, the two Libra knights were at least second-level existences.

"Knight of the Scales?"

Ryan frowned slightly.

"After investigation, it was confirmed that Ryan Leland, the most wanted criminal in King Augustus and the Son of Blood, had asked Jorah, a resident of the outer city, for information about the 'Black Cat Divination House', and the information about the 'Black Cat Divination House' The owner Meloye has been confirmed to be a 'witch' and is highly suspected of stealing 'sacred objects'. The court has determined that you will be 'arrested and interrogated'. Please come with us. If it is confirmed that it is irrelevant, we will let you go. leave."

The Libra Knight standing in front of Ryan said in an indifferent tone.

Hearing this, Ryan frowned even deeper.

It took less than half an hour from the time he asked Jorah to lead the way to the "Black Cat Divination House". In such a short period of time, the Libra Holy Cult dispatched knights to "capture" him, even if Jorah was holding him. After getting his money, he immediately ran to report to the Libra Holy Cult, and it was impossible to come so quickly.

After all, we have to investigate his information and lock down his traces, which is far from what can be done in such a short time.

Unless the Libra Holy Cult activates some kind of magical object, anyone who speaks words related to "cat" will be directly targeted.

There are so many strange objects in this world that they are too numerous to count, not to mention that it is a religious organization like the "Libra Holy Cult". It would not be surprising to see any strange objects they can come up with.

Of course, this is also related to Ryan's carelessness.

At that time, he did not know about the "theft of sacred objects", so naturally he would not be too scrupulous about it.

But no matter what the reason is, it is an indisputable fact that he is blocked now.

"What if I don't want to?"

Looking at the Libra Knight in front of him, Ryan said in a low tone.

Now that the other party has investigated his identity clearly, the so-called "release" is a joke. The positions of the two parties have been reversed. Even if it is confirmed that Ryan has nothing to do with the "theft of sacred objects", then notifying Augustus to collect the person and completing the wanted order will be enough. Wouldn’t it be nice to get a big bounty?

"If so, then I won't be polite."

The Libra Knight said calmly, holding the right hand on his waist with a "clang" sound, and pulled out the knight's sword.

Perhaps these two Libra knights did not think from the beginning that a "bloody son" who dared to kill nobles would be captured obediently.

The two Libra Knights launched an attack at the same time. Even though the spiritual fluctuations emanating from Ryan's body were not as good as theirs, they had no intention of letting go.

Once you take action, it's a siege.

Ryan lowered his eyes and did not make any move until the two Libra Knights came within two meters of him.

"Boom——!"

There was a loud noise, accompanied by fine lines spreading on the gravel ground. Ryan didn't dodge and ran straight into the Libra Knight in front of him.

This was so sudden that even the Libra Knight couldn't react.

When a normal person faces an attack, he either dodges or resists with a weapon. How can he directly hit him with his body?

But the Libra Knight who can be promoted to the second level is naturally not a simple thing.

Faced with Ryan's collision, the Libra Knight was still frightened, but the posture of the long sword in his hand changed. The tip of the sword was pointed at Ryan's throat, which was not protected by scales. If Ryan insisted on bumping into him, the sword would strike before he could get close. Penetrating his throat first.

The Libra Knight is certain that Ryan will dodge.

Even the subsequent sword moves were simulated in his mind.

What surprised the Libra Knight was that, facing the sharp sword tip, Ryan still had no consciousness of dodge and continued to hit him.

Seeing this, the pupils under the Libra Knight's mask flashed with an icy look - since you are seeking death yourself, then I will help you.

Just when the tip of the long sword was less than twenty centimeters away from Ryan's neck, suddenly, the Libra Knight's eyes dazzled.

Ryan's speed suddenly increased, and a faint layer of fire even appeared around his body. He turned his body slightly, avoiding the sword accurately, and at the same time came behind the Libra Knight, and punched him in the back with a backhand fist.

"boom!"

The fist collided with the silver armor, making a low vibration, and a terrifying force surged from behind, causing the Libra Knight to fly forward uncontrollably, and collided with another Libra Knight chasing behind him.

Ryan kept running towards the distance.

Killing the Libra Knight in the city of Santos is undoubtedly the worst thing to do.

After the fight, Ryan had an estimate of the strength of the Libra Knight - it was worse than the Black Knight, let alone the Sea Knight.

And for him now, he can easily deal with such an opponent without even using weapons.

In this case, it is undoubtedly unwise to kill the Libra Knight and form a deadly feud with the Libra Holy Cult.

Ryan was running at full speed, and his speed was far beyond the Libra Knight's reach. When the two got up from the ground, Ryan had already run very far. After chasing for a while, he lost the target.

...

Ryan flew all the way, circled a lot, and then turned back to the North City.

After going out from the North Gate, passing through several villages, he could reach the beach area where Freni and Cecilia were hiding.

But when Ryan arrived near the North Gate, he stopped.

I don't know when, there were no pedestrians here.

Under the North Gate, a burly knight wearing light gold armor and a helmet with an unclear face stood here, with a heavy sword in his hand leaning on the ground, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

The symbol on the knight's chest was not "Libra", but a series of purple petals.

"Sir Ryan, please come with me."

A low hum came from the mouth of the pale gold knight, and as the sound spread, a powerful spiritual power instantly swept the whole scene.

Guguzi caught a cold and had a low-grade fever today. I was in a very bad condition and only wrote one chapter with 5,000 words. Dear readers, I am extremely sorry...