The treehouses in the Sennuma District did not begin to use the "bumping locks" that were popular in other parts of Lolante, and the dampness and the special living environment of the treehouses made the wooden doors of the entire Sennuma District still use the "locks" of decades ago; undoubtedly, the slightly bulky locks have enough security in the hearts of the locals of the Sennuma District - and in this wooden house there is no exception, the same is the use of a cast iron lock to ensure sufficient security in the room when the owner is not available; When the owner comes back to rest, the lock is replaced by an 'L' or 'F' bolt inside the door.

Of course, although the production and construction of such an "L" or "F" type bolt is simple, but the actual effect is quite large, at least, when the average person wants to enter the door from outside the door, except for breaking into the door, there is basically no very good way; however, for this figure outside the door at this moment, this simple bolt is too simple.

'L' Bolt!

The slender dagger pierced through the crack in the door, and after a slight and silent flick, the black shadow outside the door had been determined—no less than a hundred similar latches had been handled, and for the black-clothed deacon of the Holy See, he could determine what kind of latch it was by the touch of the dagger and the latch in his hand alone; And for the simplest of the pins, the 'L' pins, he was able to get his hands on them.

The slender dagger was firmly 'glued' to the slender part of the 'L'-shaped latch, and then slowly supported the slender part and rotated in the latch frame, until the short and thick part of the 'L'-shaped latch was embedded in the groove of the door opening in the original frame, and the black-clothed deacon stopped turning. Instead, he began to use the slender dagger in his hand to slowly flick the entire 'L' bolt backwards - the whole process. No sound was made. Even if the short and thick part of the 'L' bolt is embedded in the original frame, the sound produced must not be much higher than that of a mosquito flying by.

Click!

With an inaudible sound, the slender part of the 'L' latch finally broke away completely from the latch hole in the door frame where it had been, and at this moment the main door opened backwards as if it had been freed from its shackles—evidently the door had been somewhat deformed over the years; If there is no latch or something else to fix. It will lean to one side; This is all too common for the black-clothed deacon, most of the doors he once opened were like this, so the moment the door slid backwards, the black-clothed deacon grabbed the handle of the door.

Now is not the time to open the door!

I saw that the black-clothed deacon stretched the slender dagger in his hand to the crack of the door again—this time his movements were more gentle, and the scope of the target was not limited to the latch behind the door; Rather, it is the three cracks in the front door, except for the one that connects to the door frame.

The black-clad deacon knew it perfectly. He was now going into a place where mercenaries lived; Although no one will praise the character of a mercenary, a mercenary should be vigilant. Even for the sake of their own lives, all mercenaries will obey it; Therefore, it is all too common for such a temporary dwelling place to place some small mechanism as an alarm—without the hindrance of the latch behind the door, although the door is only slightly opened, it is enough to make the characteristic slender dagger go straight in; Obviously, this dagger, with an extremely thin blade and an unusually sharp edge, was not intended for fighting; Although its sharpness is undoubted, that thinness is undoubtedly not supported by toughness, and any normal fight is enough to make this dagger die.

However, such a dagger is loved by countless thieves; In addition to the latch behind the door, it is very simple to find something hidden behind the door, with the help of this dagger; For example, a very thin, but well-tough, cow tendon rope is tied to an iron base with a latch behind the door, and a fragile glass object at the other; The cow tendon rope is arranged parallel to the latch; Undoubtedly, anyone who breaks the latch and pushes the door in will definitely hit this cow tendon rope headlong and drive something like a wine bottle from the other end from a great height.

The night in the Sennuma area was very quiet, not to mention the clear sound of a broken wine bottle, even one or two coughs were enough to attract people's attention - the sharpness of the slender dagger was once again verified, almost placed on the cow tendon rope, and after a few gentle grinds, the cow tendon rope that was enough to make an adult incapacitated in a bound state was broken.

And the black-clothed deacon, who was doing all this, put the slender dagger back into his boots with disdain, and at the same time had an extra oil pot with a long mouth in his hand, and after dropping a few drops at the shaft connection between the door and the door frame, and waited until the oil completely invaded the connecting shaft, the black-clothed deacon slowly pushed the door in—the black-clothed deacon, who was not a novice, knew very well that when he was close to success, it was the easiest time to fail; At the very least, he couldn't forget the cacophony of rust and friction between the door and the shaft after the first successful opening of the door.

Although it was just a novice and beginner's simulation, it didn't mean that the black-clad deacon would forget about it; On the contrary, he kept it in mind and regarded it as the secret of his success—as the bottom of the Inquisition, any failure of any mission would mean death; And many of his colleagues who were better than him at the beginning have now entered the Holy Spirit Temple to receive offerings from countless believers, and of course, many more are gone.

And he didn't want to just enter the Holy Spirit Temple to be worshipped or be directly gone; He hoped that he could be promoted to become a priest or a higher being; And it meant that he had to be careful, and remember any mistakes he had made—sometimes they were not terrible, and even seemed to the black-clad deacon to be 'cute', because, remembering them, proved that he was still alive, rather than tracing in the footsteps of his colleagues in the past.

In the room, after the curtains blocked the moonlight, the moonlight was imprinted on the curtains. I can't help but not make the room bright. Instead, it becomes hazy; If you can. The black-clad deacon prefers the darkness of the environment—after all, the darkness is terrifying, but sometimes it can keep you safe; Following the hazy shadows, the black-clad deacon crept toward the only large bed in the room.

The blanket-covered body rose and fell in an orderly manner, and it was clear that his target had fallen into a deep sleep; In response, the black-clad deacon expressed his joy – a sleeping enemy. It's always more likable than a sober enemy.

Sou!

The black-clothed deacon, who rushed to bed in an instant, immediately pressed on the other party, and then aimed at the back of the other party's neck - usually, there is no need to bother at all, a dagger stained with poison pierces the other party's body, which is far safer than this, and this is also his habit; However, thinking of his temporary leader, the black-clad deacon could only violate his own habits.

Use the rope you carry with you to quickly tie up the other party. Then he tore off a sheet and stuffed it into the other's mouth; Immediately pick up the other side and walk towards the door - as for confirming the target? At the moment when he stunned the other party, he had already confirmed it.

The black-clad deacon walked along the edge of the treehouse. After throwing the target to the colleague who let go below, he immediately jumped off the treehouse; After gesturing to the colleague who had caught the target, the two quickly burrowed into the darkness and ran towards the outside of the bazaar - and the two black-clad deacons, who had not noticed it all the time, had a pair of eyes in the treehouse that had been silently watching all this; And as they departed, they followed them.

……

Ye Qi followed behind the two black-clothed deacons, and watched as the two of them quickly announced the fence of the market without alerting the guards of the natives of the Qiannuma District, and without hesitation, he climbed over the fence that was about fifteen feet high—in most of the fences were twelve feet high, and this one-fifteen-foot fence was very conspicuous; The soil slope formed by the protrusion of one ground is the main reason why this place is higher than the others; And it is precisely because of this height that the guards of the locals of Sennuma District are slightly relaxed.

Compared to this place, they are more accustomed to looking at places with dense trees or important people; This is human nature - after all, even from Ye Qi's eyes, this kind of place that has no shelter, but has a 'high wall' as a barrier, is 'safe' most of the time.

If you have the chance, you should remind Toka!

Ye Qi, who had such thoughts in his heart, quickened his pace - after leaving the confines of the market area, the two black-clothed deacons carrying people immediately accelerated their progress after missing the worry of being discovered; Almost without stopping, we reached a place ten kilometers away from the bazaar.

It was also a dense forest, which was very common in the area of a thousand swamps, which was almost swampy and densely forested, and was almost indistinguishable from the other dense except for the two figures carrying the people—the black-clothed deacon, who had entered the room, walked ahead, ignoring the increasingly dense trees and bushes around him, and walked straight to a place about five yards in front of a swamp, before tapping the big tree beside him a few times.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the midst of the successive beatings, there were two distinct sounds, the crunch that was clearly hollow where it had been struck—and the black-clad deacon struck in a very rhythmic succession as he reached out to the apparently hollow place; And as soon as the sound of this beating fell, it was immediately replaced by another sound.

Wow... Wow...

The woods, which had been dense, were moved; In the midst of a continuous sound, a road for only one person appeared in front of the two black-clothed deacons; The two of them did not hesitate, carrying Ye Qi's stand-in, divided into front and back, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest; Ye Qi did not enter this dense forest trail for the first time, but jumped and jumped on the tallest tree beside him, with the height of the big tree and his own vision, Ye Qi clearly saw the place where this dense forest trail finally leads.

Wow... Wow...

Ye Qi, who jumped from the tree, looked at the dense forest that had returned to normal again, and immediately walked to the big tree that had moved in his previous memory, squatted down and reached out to dig along the roots of the big tree; The corners of Ye Qi's mouth curled as his hand touched a whole, root pipe that shouldn't have existed here—he was sure that his blind bucket perception didn't detect any biological or magical fluctuations, but the movement of the trees in front of him. But it really happened before his eyes; on this. Ye Qi naturally had a trace of doubt; But. After putting aside the magic and magic that can occur such an incredible existence, then there is only one thing left: the trick.

And the facts undoubtedly proved the correctness of Ye Qi's guess, although Ye Qi could not figure out the principle of the technique, but the general operation method could still be speculated - the earliest big tree that was hollowed out of a place was obviously used as a place to transmit signals; And as long as the correct signal is conveyed, then another person waiting for the signal will manipulate the mechanism and open this prepared dense forest path.

It's ingenious!

Facing this kind of mechanism. Ye Qi gave his honest assessment - in fact, at the end of the Dark Ages, trap magic was also considered a type of magic used by dark wizards, and was often confused with alchemy, etc.; It wasn't until the end of the Scarlet Age, due to the gradual loneliness of the dark wizards, that the magic broke away from the 'magical system' and was mastered by 'mortals'.

Jumping on the thick trunk of a large tree around him again, after seeing the end of the dense forest trail, the value of the trail's own existence was undoubtedly reduced to a minimum; And compared to the dense forest trail itself, Ye Qi is more inclined to enter from the 'air', at least, this will save a lot of trouble - tricks. It is definitely not a sacred term, and its own appearance is full of blood and soul sorrow. Especially if the Holy See has set up a dense forest path in such a place, and there are no safety measures in it, Ye Qi will not believe anything.

If it was a magic trap, Ye Qi would never be worried, the existence of blind fighting perception made any hidden and delicate magic trap similar to a joke to him; However, the mechanism technique based on pure machinery is not in this category, and Ye Qi is not arrogant enough to deal with these things that do not fluctuate at all with blind combat perception - although most of the time, the mechanism will cooperate with magic, but there are also some people who firmly believe that independent mechanism is the most perfect; And according to his blind perception of the surrounding fluctuations at this moment, Ye Qi can be sure that the builder here is a staunch supporter of independent mechanics; Because, in his blind battle perception, except for his stand-in and the two extra holy light breaths that were originally and again surpassed, there was no fluctuation in the entire dense forest.

In fact, Ye Qi's method of entering from the air is undoubtedly correct, with the height, Ye Qi can clearly see some of the preparations in the dense forest - the most common traps such as traps and crossbow arrows are almost five in his way, especially the last one, which is coordinated with the net; Looking at the net bag hanging from a tall tree with a diameter of more than fifteen feet, Ye Qi did not have any malicious guesses, the maker of this dense forest trail was probably a hunter; At the very least, there should have been excellent hunters among their ancestors.

The point of the jungle path is a cave with a corner down to the bottom of the cave - such a cave is undoubtedly not naturally formed, and even the magic of nature cannot create the kind of corner that can block the fire of the inner cave; Blessed with a high-level stealth technique, Ye Qi walked straight past the two black-clothed deacons who were guarding next to the entrance of the cave, and simply entered the inner cave of the cave.

And although the two black-clothed deacons widened their eyes and were on guard, the difference in rank had already decided everything, especially when there was no special talent, and this gap was even more irreparable-in the inner hole, the black-clothed deacon who had entered the treehouse and another papal seeman were standing together; And his stand-in was already awake at this moment, but the whole person was like a lamb to the slaughter, his hands and feet were pressed behind his back, and he was trapped tightly, unable to move.

"Bastard, who are you? Hurry up and let go, uncle! ”

Obviously remembering Ye Qi's orders, this Ye Qi's stand-in perfectly showed everything of a mercenary - he was thrown face down on the ground, he tried to raise his head, with his chin as the fulcrum, staring viciously at the two captives of him, and the swear words in his mouth continued, starting from the direct female relatives of the two to the side lines, and then to the male relatives, almost never stopped; And when the words in his mouth developed directly into the fact that he began to have a close relationship with the other party's female relatives, the papal seeman who was standing in front of the black-clothed deacon commanded to the person behind him: "Slap your mouth until the words in his mouth stop!" ”

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The crisp slap immediately rang out in the cave, mixed with one or two swear words from the stand-in at first, but later, only the rhythmic slap was left - apparently, the black-clad deacon obeyed his boss's words very respectfully, and as soon as Ye Qi's stand-in mouth stopped, he immediately let go of the other party's collar and retreated behind his boss.

Bah!

Mixed with teeth and blood, he was spit on the ground by this Ye Qi's stand-in, he turned over and looked at the other party, although he didn't say anything again, but his eyes were still unruly - and this gaze made the leader of the Holy See in front of him a slightly unhappy brow, and then let out a sneer.

"Your behavior reminds me of some very nasty beings!"

PS First Update~~~ (To be continued.) )