The intention of having dinner together did not proceed. When Mo Cheng and Dorothy had just packed their things, they received messages from different sources.

"Is there something to deal with? At this time?"

Dorothy frowned. It was no longer working hours, and even the students had already finished their classes. The Winterhold School of Magic and Magic began to enter the off-duty stage from now on.

At this time, in addition to maintaining campus security and the safety of students, professors can postpone or even refuse other tasks.

Logically speaking, this is the case, but it was Principal Muzel who sent the message to Dorothy. She knows exactly how the principal treats work. Principal Muzel, that's totally flexible commute.

Being able to let Principal Muzel, who can commute flexibly, come to her at this time, it must be an important matter, and it needs to be dealt with as soon as possible.

"It seems that I can't go to dinner with you. There are important things to deal with."

"It's okay, I just have something to deal with."

Stopping sending messages to Margaret, Dorothy walked directly towards Principal Muzel's magic tower, muttering in a low voice along the way, "I'm about to win and come to me to deal with things? Principal That old guy doesn't know how to play this trick, does he?"

Dorothy felt that if she gave her another hour, she could win the bet and win the next year's salary.

One year's salary, when it was about to arrive, flew away like a cooked duck.

Mo Cheng on the other side didn't care if Dorothy was really okay. The communicator Prince Charlier gave him was sending a message, the content was very simple: Warden Walkley will try to escape in the early hours of tonight. Out of Fairhaven.

Mo Cheng was not surprised by Warkley Warden's actions. The sooner the better, otherwise he would have to be caught in a blanket search once the whole city was under martial law.

And today is the conferring ceremony, and at the same time Princess Mishas presided over the ceremony to hint to the other nobles that Queen Caroline is currently unable to get away. For Warden Walkley, there is no better time than this.

Mo Cheng put away the communicator, and immediately walked towards the school gate. On the way to Fairhaven, he kept changing his appearance with [Seventy-two Changes], sat down and waited in a deserted place.

He was waiting, waiting for the dawn of the night, and also waiting for the [Dungeon Admission Ticket] to come forward and throw himself into the net.

…

late at night.

Warden Walkley's escape did not cause much movement, except that he was recognized when he left the city gate, which made him rush to the checkpoint, but he also rushed out of the city gate before the arrival of support and disappeared into the dark under the night.

Running quickly in the darkness, passing through the dark path, he soon came near the river.

There were two responders who had been waiting for a long time. In order to conceal their identities, they both wore masks and a small boat was staying on the river. That was the escape route they arranged for Walkley. The traces left by actions on the water will be much smaller than those on land, and the river can better get rid of the pursuers who are chasing them.

"Is the Warden Walkley enjoying the good life too well? Not only will he be found out when he does things, but he can even escape so slowly."

The swordsman wearing a silver mask covering the upper half of his face spoke with merciless sarcasm, he almost pointed at Walkley's nose and said, "You trash made us wait so long",

In fact, the swordsman in the silver mask really planned to do that, but he was persuaded by the people around him before Walkley arrived.

Walkley's face darkened, but he didn't say much. Now that he has become a fugitive, his past identity and power have become nothingness. Even if he wants to save his life, he has to escape from Aundair as soon as possible.

With such an identity, he is not qualified to quarrel because of other people's sarcasm.

And Walkley can also feel that the two people in front of him are masters of the same [Hero] level as him.

Unlike myself who has ruled Fairhaven Prison all these years and has been pampered and his combat effectiveness has declined, these people, as [weapons] trained by the nobles, have much stronger combat effectiveness than him.

Walkley knew that these two people were to protect him from Aundair, and at the same time, it was also an insurance to prevent him from thinking about doing things like [Tainted Witness] for a while.

If he didn't plan to leave Aundair, or if there was a possibility of being caught, then these two protectors would become killers at any time.

The guy with the silver half-mask was a warrior, and the other guy with the white mask was supposed to be an assassin, a combination that ensured that even if he had the idea of ​​betraying himself, he would be killed on the spot.

The three of them got into the boat, untied the ropes and went directly down the river.

Seeing that Fairhaven was getting farther and farther away from him, and his heart that had been tense all this time relaxed, Walkley asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

These days, Walkley didn't even care about food in order to hide. Now that he relaxes, he suddenly feels hunger burning in his stomach like a flame.

The white-masked assassin didn't speak, and directly took the cloth bag at his waist and threw it, which was full of dry food.

Walkley was not polite either, he just picked it up and devoured it.

"Heh..." The silver-masked swordsman just wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth in an instant. It wasn't his companions reminding him, but he noticed something was wrong.

What does the hull keep colliding with, is it a fish? Is it a stone?

It feels neither.

But it didn't take long for those on board to realize what it was.

It's ice!

The river supporting the boats under his feet has been frozen into extremely hard ice before he knew it.

Without any feeling, it seemed to be a natural change. When the three people on the boat came back to their senses, the boat was stopped.

I was stuck on the river by the ice and couldn't move.

"It's so late to come out by boat, do you want to fish?"

Someone was walking on the ice, their footsteps were very clear, and they were approaching them step by step.

Nervous, weighed heavily on my heart.

They knew that the person who could freeze a river into ice silently would definitely not be weak.

The posture of the visitor at this moment has already made his position clear—he wants to prevent Walkley from escaping from Aundair.

"You guys are not afraid of the Air Force?"

Out of the darkness came a man wearing a priest's uniform, which represented the splendor Church's clothing, and appeared from the darkness at this time, unexpectedly bringing enormous pressure to the three people on board for no reason. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Heavy, like materialized pressure.

"Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense."

Mo Cheng issued a final notice to the three people on board:

"Come with me, Sheng."

"Don't follow, Chaosheng!"

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