Then he sat back in the driver’s seat and turned around at the street intersection where the snowflakes were fluttering, driving the carriage and thinking about the garden square in the city center.

Samoyed sat beside Carl with a different color in her amber eyes. She stretched out her hand and took Carl’s arm and put her head on Carl’s shoulder to take this opportunity to look at Suldak’s thin lips with big clear eyes and raise an attractive arc.
Surdak leaned his forehead against the soft sofa with a slightly drunk hand and said to Carl, "This snow will probably last all night. I’m going to leave Hailanza early."
Carl looked surprised. He knew that Surdak must be lying. At this time, he couldn’t just leave Hailanza unless he gave up his studies at the Knight Academy, but it was almost impossible. Carl wanted to ask him if you were drunk before talking nonsense.
Obviously, Surdak didn’t drink a little ale because he took the opportunity to pretend to be drunk. Although Carl couldn’t figure out what it was, he tried to cooperate. "Why are you in such a hurry to get away from Hailanza? Isn’t it still unfinished?"
Surdak twisted his body to make himself more comfortable on the sofa, and then mumbled, "After the first snow, it means winter is coming. I’m worried that the mountain road will be difficult to pass in a few days. Since I decided to go, I’d better leave here as soon as possible before the snow gets up."
Carl asked again, "When will you come back from there this time?"
Surdak barely opened his eyes and replied, "In the spring of next year, I plan to send someone to send me a letter if necessary."
After a while, Carl said, "Well, be careful."
The hotel garden square is just south of the tavern, which is far away from each other. It is not far away. The magic caravan arrived here after turning a circle in the street. The glass door at the entrance of the hotel was very clean, and the snow on the steps at the door was very clean. Not to mention that it must have been swept by the hotel owner himself. He is always so hardworking.
A light was lit in the hotel, and the carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Carl apologized to sammer for kissing her novel, "Dear Surdak seems to be drunk. I don’t trust him to walk back to the hotel by himself. I have to send him back to his room. Do you want to go to the hotel with me or just wait for me in the carriage?"
Samoyed blinked his eyes and replied, "I’ll wait for you in the car."
"My horse back …"
Say that finish Carl stretched out his hand and pushed the door to the outside of the carriage attendants recruit waved to let him help a step some staggered Surdak himself set up Surdak another arm two people set up Surdak helped him into the hotel.
At the front desk of the hotel lobby, the proprietress knew Carl and Surdak. When she saw Carl, she almost carried him in like a pool of mud. She hurriedly stepped forward to help and greeted the owner of the snow sweeping hotel in the back yard. She kept complaining that she had never seen Surdak knight drink so much wine and get drunk like this …
Carl quietly asked the boss of the hotel for the first and third floors and helped Surdak to his room to lie in bed. The boss of the hotel was also busy preparing hot soup from hangover.
When Carl Surdak was left in the room, he suddenly opened his eyes to see what he looked like. There was still a little drunkenness. He said to Carl, "You just find a reason to get rid of Miss Somer and I’ll tell you why …"
"Well," Carl turned around and left with his entourage without asking.
After waiting for about two quarters of an hour in the hotel room, Carl returned to the hotel with his entourage. He walked into the hotel with snowflakes and told his entourage to wait at the door. At this time, lemon tea was already prepared in the hotel room.
Carl sat in the armchair opposite the bed and asked Surdak, "What the hell is going on?"
Surdak said to Carl by sitting on the bed, "Remember when you took me to the opera house this week? Then you and Mrs. Christie left first, and I was going to go back to Knights College through the back alley of the Opera House. I’ve always wanted to talk to you about this. At that time, the back alley of the Opera House was actually separated by an iron fence … "
He told Carl what he saw that night in detail.
Carl asked with a dignified face, "So you saw Samoyed board Baron Grenfill’s magic caravan?"
"That’s it," Surdak nodded and said.
Carl rubbed his cheek with both hands and said gloomily, "Maybe Samoyed is not what you think …"
Despite all that Surdak said, he was a little reluctant to believe that Samoyed had anything to do with Baron Grenfill, which was tantamount to denial, but his personal charm showed that the opera dancer approached him purely for some ulterior motives.
Surdak said to Carl with a cup of lemon tea, "We don’t have to sit here and guess what kind of person Miss Somer is. Maybe we will have the answer tonight."
"You mean … they will do something tonight?" Carl thought for a while before asking
Surdak nodded and said, "I guess they already know about me, and they don’t want to let me leave Hailanza like this. They will be worried that they won’t be able to catch me outside the city. If they want to attack me, tonight must be the best time."
Then he said, "Of course, these are just guesses. Maybe the roots won’t happen, but I have to make some preparations anyway."
Carl took a deep breath and said to Surdak, "I’ll also make some preparations. It’s best to catch all the rats in the waterways of these hidden cities this time."
Chapter 329 The assassin
Surdak couldn’t figure out how many knights and knights of the guard camp were hiding outside the hotel. He saw a middle-aged couple sitting on a bench in the garden square opposite the hotel. The two shoulders had fallen with a thick layer of snow, but they still didn’t want to leave. It should be that the guard camp arranged people.
Back from behind the window curtain, there is no light in the room, but the street lamp can be seen far away
The street is a little deserted, and there are few pedestrians at this late hour. Occasionally, a carriage rushes by.
Surdak sat on the bed. He took out a square iron shield from his magic pocket. The surface of this shield was covered with diamond-shaped iron thorns. The cold metal texture in his hand was very heavy. It is conceivable what effect those iron thorns on the surface of the shield would have when swinging the shield to make a shield attack.
Surdak rubbed his forehead with some distress. Who would have thought that Hailansa city could not even buy a dwarf chain shield? The types of shields were not as good as those in the temporary market in the forest farm camp. He has gained a lot of strength these days, but he can easily lift this heavy tower shield. Finally, he bought this heavy guy in a weapons shop. Except that it is not convenient to carry, he is all right.
His worn Roman sword was replaced by a knight’s sword with a silver armguard. This sword has a better blade and a special feature. From the weight point of view, this knight’s sword is much lighter than his Roman sword. However, the wood blade weight in the practice room of the Knife Academy is almost the same. For the first time, this knight’s sword with a narrow body, Surdak, sat quietly feeling this knight’s sword with his eyes closed.
Knowing that the other party won’t come too early, Surdak lay in bed for a short time, and now he woke up, first with a body and a weapon in his hand, and put the shield on the bed with a knight’s sword and a thick quilt.
During the month of Knight College, Risurdak felt that the nodes in the body were still awakening a little. After each node was lit, the sacred atmosphere in the body would be thicker, which was like a certain force in the body was awakened.
Except that it was a little slow just now, and now it’s like wildfire. Those lighted nodes have spread to the whole shoulder and spread to the back. Even when eating and sleeping, the sacred breath has been slowly spreading outward. When he looks at his body, his consciousness seems to have got into a vast expanse of stars, and countless stars keep spinning slowly around a certain point.
There was a light sound at the window, and he woke up from his meditation. Then the curtains shook slightly, but no one came in.
Surdak felt a murder approaching from the window and opened his eyes a gap, but he didn’t find the intruder in the room.
Seeing the danger approaching, but at the moment Surdak is like being immersed in a dream, counting black tentacles sticking out of the shadows and quickly tying his body firmly to the bed. No matter how hard his body struggles, he can move his mouth and throat, and he can’t make a sound.
It’s like being tied up in a black belt, and my throat is like being blocked by a rag.
The smell of death enveloped me and cold sweat came out of my forehead.