Magical Strategist

Chapter 455: Dangers Lurk Around (IV)

"What do these women want to do? Kill us?" Ling Die was terrified when she saw the fighting nuns rubbing their hands in preparation.

"Their target is me, and it has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to bleed and get hurt, leave here as soon as possible." Zhenlong said coldly.

"But, aren't you just a street performer? Why do they want to make you their enemy? Also, where can you go now?" Ling Die asked.

"It's up to you." Zhenlong took out the Lianyue Umbrella and faced the nuns coldly. From his posture, it seemed that he was ready to fight to the death.

He stood there calmly. In the darkness, his eyes were like two purple crystals, emitting an eerie light. The black umbrella in his hand also exuded a cold breath intermittently.

"Is this Lieyan?" The nuns were not careless. They all knew Lieyan's ability. Even the Dark Ones could not do anything to him, let alone these young nuns with shallow magical powers. Several younger nuns could not bear the great psychological pressure, and their feet trembled involuntarily.

But in fact, the real dragon was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He wanted to use his momentum to make his opponents retreat, but these women were extremely strong, and even though they were trembling with fear, they did not retreat a single step.

"Sisters, don't be afraid. As long as we unite as one, we will surely achieve final victory!" With the encouragement from the head nun, the trembling nuns regained their confidence.

The women cheered up and put on an appearance of fighting to the death. Now the ones who should tremble are not the nuns, but the real dragon.

"Sister Sha is injured and Lingdie can't fight. What should we do? If the stalemate continues, "Flame Girl" will arrive. It will be even more difficult to escape at that time. What should we do? What should we do?" Just as the real dragon was racking his brains to think of a way to escape, he heard Lingdie muttering a spell beside him.

Ling Die's chanting didn't sound like magic, but rather had some of the flavor of folk wizards summoning ghosts. She closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and concentrated on chanting nine spells in total. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed Zhenlong's hand, and shouted, "It can only last for thirty seconds, let's run!"

"What do you mean by maintaining it for thirty seconds? What's going on?" Zhenlong originally wanted to know what Lingdie had done, but he was forcibly dragged out by Lingdie and broke out of the encirclement of the nuns.

The strange thing was that the nuns stood there motionless, as if they were fixed by some magic. Thirty seconds was neither long nor short, but it was enough for the real dragons to escape without a trace.

Without having to struggle desperately or fight hard, he escaped so easily? Zhenlong never thought it would be so easy, and he never thought Lingdie would save him at the most critical moment...

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Soon after the flames escaped, another group of people hurried to the monastery.

The leader was a woman wearing a white robe, with skin as white as porcelain and hair as black as ink. Although it was dark, her dress was like a piece of white snow in the darkness, very soft and beautiful. However, her face was covered with a red silk veil, so people could not see her appearance. However, the pair of almond eyes and two willow-shaped eyebrows exposed were enough to show her beauty.

"Your Highness Lady Yan, I did not do my job well. I am willing to accept the punishment..." The head nun bent down and apologized to the woman in white.

The Flame Girl did not blame them, but said lightly: "Capturing fugitives is not your job, why punish you? I should thank you for providing such important information."

"But I still let the flame escape."

"It's okay, I'll take care of the rest. It's getting late, you should get some rest." Yan Nu said calmly. Then, she raised her voice and ordered, "Attention all members of the Knights Templar, block all entrances and exits, and search the entire city for the whereabouts of Lie Yan!"

Yes!

Under the order of the Flame Girl, all the officers and soldiers of Lyme City, numbering nearly a thousand, took action to capture Gangyi's most wanted criminal - Flame!

The soldiers formed groups of five, with the white people forming one squad, and they searched house by house, checking every pedestrian, every street corner, every corner, and even the trash cans on the roadside.

After a thorough investigation, the soldiers reported their search results back to Yannu.

Lyme City, the residence of the Knights Templar.

"Captain, Squad One found no trace of the flames."

"Neither does my second team..."

"Neither did the third team..."

The Flame Girl just nodded slightly, as if this result was expected. She thought for a while and said, "It won't be that easy to catch him. Let's open the west gate and let Lieyan out of the city."

"You mean to let him go?"

The Flame Girl shook her head and said, "Of course not. You should know that there is a flat grassland to the west of Lyme City, and there is only one road. We just need to wait there. Also, you guys go outside and spread the word that the east, south and north gates will not be opened from now on. Only the west gate will be open."

"Just sit back and wait? That's wise, captain!"

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After leaving the monastery, Zhenlong and his companions disguised themselves as foreign merchants and generously gave a lot of money and goods to deceive the soldiers who were checking them. After avoiding the limelight, the three began to plan how to leave Lyme City.

In a dark alley in the center of Lyme.

"It's over, all the city gates are sealed, we can't escape!" Ling Die squatted on the ground, with a face that looked ugly and beautiful, and desperate. The three of them ran from the east gate to the west gate, and from the south gate to the north gate. All the exits were blocked and heavily guarded, prohibiting anyone from leaving the city.

"Don't worry, there must be a way." Zhenlong comforted. He looked at Teresa and asked, "Sister Sha, how is your injury?

"It's okay, just a little scrape." Theresa pretended that nothing was wrong, but the wound on her right shoulder was still bleeding, and her body was covered in blood. The pain was imaginable. She was a musketeer, not as strong and durable as a swordsman, nor did she have the ability to stop bleeding and heal wounds like a magician. She could only silently endure the torment brought by the injury.

"You said you're fine, but your face has turned pale. Let me treat your wound." Zhenlong said in a commanding tone.

"It's really okay, this little injury is nothing, really!" Teresa still insisted. When she saw the slightly angry eyes of the real dragon, she could only sit down obediently.

Zhenlong ordered Lingdie to keep watch at the entrance of the alley, and personally bandaged Teresa's wound.

In a dark corner, Teresa was sitting on the ground. Zhenlong squatted down and gently lifted Teresa's collar, revealing her bloody right shoulder.

"It's all because of me. Sister Sha has been hurt again and again. I'm sorry." Zhenlong felt ashamed.

"What are you talking about? You are not allowed to say the word sorry. I will be angry if you say it again." Teresa replied.

"I know...but I feel guilty towards you..." Zhenlong said firmly.

"You just don't want me to get hurt because you feel guilty about me?" Teresa asked suddenly, and very seriously.

"I don't know what Sister Sha means, can you please explain it clearly?"

"It's nothing, haha... But I thought you were clumsy and it would hurt a lot, but I didn't expect your technique was so professional." Teresa looked at the bandage wrapped around her shoulder and praised.

"Thank you!" Zhenlong bandaged Teresa's wound very skillfully.

Not long after, Lingdie came running back with great joy, as if she had heard some exciting news. "Sister Sha, the performer, that's great, that's great!"

Zhenlong couldn't figure out what was going on in this girl's mind. She was frowning a few minutes ago, but now she is so happy. "What's wrong? Are you so happy because you found money?"

"No, I heard some important news." Ling Die swallowed her saliva, paused, and said, "I just heard many people talking about it. They said that from today on, in order to strengthen the public security management of Lyme City and guard against assassins from the Middle-earth Alliance, the three gates of the east, south and north will be closed, and only the west gate will be open. In this way, we can leave from the west gate without worrying about being trapped here."

"Really? Did you hear it wrong?" asked Zhenlong.

"Of course it's true. Why don't you trust me?" Ling Die said angrily.

"Okay! Let's set off without further ado!" As he said that, Zhenlong straightened his clothes, put on a golden wig, and disguised himself.

However, careful Theresa was a little confused. Women are suspicious by nature, and she was worried that things would not be that simple: if it was an ordinary "Middle-earth person", some lazy and resolute soldiers might turn a blind eye. But as the most wanted criminal of the Resolute Alliance, they dreamed of getting rid of this thorn in their side. Now, Lieyan is in Lyme City. How to capture him successfully? The normal approach should be to close all the city gates and intensify the search. After searching for ten days and a half, Lieyan will definitely surface. But now that the city gates are opened without catching him, doesn't it give Lieyan a chance to escape?

"What's wrong with you? Does the wound still hurt?" Zhenlong asked Teresa.

"It's okay, let's go." Teresa shook her head and said. Although there were many doubts, there was no conclusive evidence to prove that this was a trap, so Teresa could only pray that everything went well.

The three of them immediately set out for the west gate.