The morning sun shines on the northern section of the main road of the capital. A street with a strong commercial atmosphere emits a shiny black luster.

The stone bricks under the feet are hard and pedestrians are mixed around them.

A middle-aged figure in a black gentleman's uniform walked hurriedly on the side of the street, lowering his head, regardless of the salesmen on the street who were selling various goods, as if they had something urgent.

Charles followed him quietly, his steps were not slow, and his eyes scanned the surroundings from time to time to observe whether there were any other abnormalities.

He was also wearing a black gentleman's suit, but it was a little delicate. The silver pocket watch and bracelet were revealed in the pocket of the white horse clip, and quietly flashed in the sunlight with a conspicuous light.

Because he felt uncomfortable with something on his head, Charles did not wear a top hat on his head at this moment, but instead showed his black black hair that was neatly combed and looked "meticulous".

This made him look quite handsome, and there was a faint sense of unruly appearance. His appearance was eye-catching, which attracted the attention of all the ladies and ladies passing by, and also attracted a lot of hostile gazes.

However, this outfit was actually the clothes that the manor housekeeper prepared for him to participate in the party, and the maids helped him wear and take care of it. It was not that Charles took the initiative to be so "slutty".

His outstanding appearance makes it difficult for him to track. In addition, whether it is a silver pocket watch or a handkerchief on his chest, it is obviously a valuable item.

These also attracted a lot of bad intentions.

It is only exposed with the "Decorations", and there is also a beautifully created black flintlock rifle.

Relatively inconspicuous, but very powerful.

...

There are many pedestrians on the road, but they are basically on both sides, because carriages passing by from time to time occupied the main area of ​​the road.

Shire's figure caught the attention of one of them, or some of them.

"If you read that right, he is the eldest son of the Chancellor of the Chancellor?"

A slightly sharp female voice sounded from the carriage, and looking out the window, the young lady in a warm yellow lady's dress murmured.

"I think so."

Another woman in a white dress and gauze hat beside her answered, staring at someone's back and blinking unconsciously. She did not retract her gaze until the tall figure gradually disappeared from her sight.

"The chauvinist race with black hair and dark eyes is rare here. In addition, the handmade tuxedo on him is obviously not a middle class. Local chauvinist who comes from a noble must be... as handsome as others say."

"I just don't know if it's as irritable as others say." Someone next to me muttered, his tone unconsciously questioning.

"I heard that Miss Malin invited him to dance at a party last year, but was rejected."

"It's normal to be rejected." The girl in the white dress said softly after hearing this: "Many gentlemen are taboo to dance with other ladies in front of their sweethearts. Maybe they are interested."

"This is indeed normal." The speaker was wearing a long red dress and said contemptuously when he heard this: "But the reason for his rejection is too much!"

"What?"

"He thought Miss Ma Lin was ugly and said it in a big way! It was really rude..."

Hearing this, the girl in white dress was stunned. The trace of affection that had just been born from the appearance of a certain dog was unconsciously swept away.

“That’s really too much.”

"Yes, he is not gentlemanly at all."

"I heard that he also likes to hit people in particular. Prince Joseph of the royal family, Steve's housekeeper of the etiquette minister, and Sheriff James of the police station... even several of his maids were beaten away."

"so much?"

"What a pity..." The woman in white dress sighed.

The companions around gradually spoke in unison. Listening to these, the last lady sitting next to her in the car could not help but say something.

“Some things cannot be looked at the surface.”

The speaker's tone was gentle. Compared to the people around her, her clothes looked simple. She also wore a white dress, but she did not wear any jewelry.

"If you don't look at what you see on the surface, such an obvious thing..."

Halfway through the conversation, the woman in red dress suddenly remembered the special thing about the person in front of her, so she smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, Seaa, I didn't do it on purpose."

"It's okay." The young woman named Seagar smiled slightly, and then repeated gently: "Some things cannot be looked at only on the surface."

She had a pair of pure, beautiful brown eyes. As she spoke, her moist and shiny big eyes were slightly smiling, and she looked very beautiful.

However, the eyes emitted from it were very scattered, with a hint of confusion and emptiness, silently proving her identity - a blind girl.

...

After leaving the main road and walking into a detour, Charles didn't know how others were talking about him.

At this time, he was leaning against a corner wall in the street, looking sideways at the middle-aged man who bought newspapers from newspaper boys.

Scanning the empty streets around it, Charles had a headache.

"It's so obvious that it's hard not to be discovered."

The intersection ahead is very bright, and there are not so many pedestrians in this area compared to the main road.

It was a dream to use his immature tracking skills to track such a large area without being discovered.

Fortunately, the man stopped to buy newspapers and gave him a moment of breathing, otherwise he would have lost it now.

"what to do?"

Shire frowned.

He actually didn't know the man, but the bandage man was more familiar with him - he was also a necromancer and also participated in the operation of digging out a treasure.

Of course, Charles wanted to follow him not because he was curious about the necromancer in the main world, or because he was greedy for the so-called treasure, but because of Anne who had not seen him for a long time.

The reason why his aunt adopted Anne was because of the bandage man's entrustment, and the reason for the bandage man's entrustment was because of the middle-aged man not far away.

As for the reason, the bandage person doesn't know at all.

That's right, even the bandage man didn't know what Anne was valued by this necromancer.

So Charles took the risk of following him after seeing him.

However, taking risks actually doesn't count. The other party and the bandager belong to the same class, and Charles, who has bandager memories, feels that as long as he is careful, he will not be discovered - he is quite familiar with the methods of necromancers.

Thinking of it, Charles suddenly heard a sound of flapping his wings in his ears, and he couldn't help but look up.

A flock of pigeons were flying overhead, and at the attention of Charles, they landed on the roof of a red tiled apartment opposite the street.

That direction is exactly the way forward for the goal.

There was nothing worth caring about at first, but when he looked at the doves that were combing their feathers behind the chimney, Charles suddenly thought of a solution.

"So far..."

He hesitated, but seeing that the man had already paid the money and rushed to the road again, he stopped hesitating.

After taking a deep breath, he looked at the roof of the house that was at least a hundred meters away, and pulled out his right hand, which was inserted into the pocket of his trouser, and then he thought about it, and some invisible substance in the air responded to him.

After sensing a special sense of control in the distance, Charles showed joy, then stopped hesitating, pinched his right hand tightly, then turned his hand decisively and twisted it.

There was no sound, but at the end of sight, the flock of doves on the roof flew up in panic.

The sound came to the surroundings and was heard by the middle-aged man on the street below. He subconsciously looked up, but did not find any special place. So he put on the brim of the hat and hurriedly started the road again.

Seeing this, the young man smiled unconsciously and then disappeared into the corner.

...

Not to mention the pure white city of Porso, there are many pigeons. It is said that this was first specially released by a king of the Dulin royal family to embellish this pure and dazzling beautiful city.

However, the dove, which symbolizes purity and peace, is now used by Charles for the death.

The young figure walked on the towering roof, and the world under his feet looked slightly shorter. He looked down from above, and his head was scattered with various hats, and the streets paved with black stone bricks were quite deserted.

Generally, people don’t pay attention to their heads when walking, and the long row of apartment buildings provides a convenient tracking path for Charles.

So he walked carefully on the roof of the townhouse paved with red tiles, his eyes scanning the target person below. After the roof road was gone, he searched for other things that could be used, and then teleported away.

The figure appeared on the roof and on the street. Time passed, the surrounding roads became more and more remote and fewer pedestrians were. In the end, Charles successfully followed the other party's destination - a three-story building with a single-family garden in the outer city.

The surrounding buildings are sparse, the roads are wide and quiet.

After watching the other person knocking on the door at the corner, he was introduced into the house again, the young man glanced around.

Finally, his eyes fell on the top of the chimney of the house, where a black feathered crow was now falling.

"Supervisor? Be very careful...but it's really a big heart to use a crow." As he murmured, Charles turned his head and left.

After a while, a flock of pigeons with "staggering" behavior flew quickly from a distance, and the large number of panic cooing sounds easily attracted the little black eyes of the crow.

As a bird that loves to join in the fun, it tilted its head and looked at it for a moment, then flapped its wings and smuggled into a white bird group. It came with a "fish-eyed beads" and decisively left its original responsibilities behind.

Watching its leaving little figure, Charles smiled slightly, put a pigeon in his hand in his "hand" on the corner of the balcony on the third floor of the target house, and then twisted it hard.

Death emerged, and his figure flashed away.

Relying on the motivation of thought to drive away and "direct" the pigeon flock, and then using the hands of the medium to create death, Charles appeared on the balcony so simply.

Leaning against the wall on the edge of the balcony, he glanced at the room that looked like an internal study. Charles was about to "snive in" but found that the target he was following was accidentally pushed open the door and walked in with an old man in a wool sweater.

He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and leaned against the edge and listened with his ears.

"I hope I can get something." Thinking about it, Shire was suddenly stunned.

Because of a conversation coming from the study behind.

"Not mentioning the strange things in the gap, the son of the gods who rebeled from the Thorn Church has been confirmed to be outside the royal city."

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know, I'm still under investigation."
Chapter completed!