The conversation outside the carriage continued:
"Go up now and deal with the Detective, then we'll take this woman away together. Since the Church has already traced us to where we took Lawrence, it's probably going to be a lot of trouble from now on. That neither male nor female fellow truly deserved to die; he didn't even manage to trick away the person those Cultists wanted before he died. Lawrence is a rare vessel suitable for the Lord of the Blood Banquet to descend... Hurry up and act. Don't use Ring術士 methods to kill, or it will be easy for the Church to trace."
Xia De adjusted the direction of his coat, revealing a part of the revolver at his waist.
"Of course, I know."
The man with the local accent said, then cursed something so filthy that Xia De couldn't even translate it into Chinese:
"You always make me do this kind of dirty work, killing people."
"Stop talking nonsense, go quickly! Do you want to wait for the Orthodox Church's Ring術士 squad to arrive?"
Then came the sound of pushing.
The man speaking with the local accent was a bit short. After being pushed by his companion, he grumbled as he boarded the carriage. The tall man, wearing a black headscarf, had a scar on his face. In this early summer season, he wore a short-sleeved sailor shirt, and his black pants were adorned with some silver rings.
He reached out to grab Miss Bei Ya Si, who had been thrown to the ground, but at this moment, the Sorceress, lying on her back, suddenly opened her eyes:
"Balance!"
"What?"
A golden shimmer spread outwards from Miss Yalis's eyes like ripples. The ripples passed through the body of the man wearing the headscarf. He instinctively shivered but found that he hadn't suffered any harm at all.
Fear and annoyance surged into his heart, and he swung his fist, striking towards Miss Yalis's head. The young woman with brown long hair raised her hand to block, but unexpectedly, as soon as their hands met, the fist exploded.
This was the guy Xia De had seen being besieged by the Orthodox Church at the silver shop. He hadn't expected him to escape capture.
Even though Miss Yalis was prepared, she was still blown away and crashed heavily against the wall before stopping. She quickly rolled over and stood up, while the man with the headscarf did not pursue but looked at his hand in surprise:
"Why have I become so weak? This level is only Two-Ring? No, what did you do?"
He recalled the word "Balance" that the young woman had uttered when she opened her eyes, and he had a guess about it. He reached out and took off his headscarf, shaking it gently. The soft strip of cloth surprisingly became rigid, until the man swung it, producing a whooshing sound that cut through the air:
"Even if you can use strange methods to weaken my Miracle, can you affect a relic?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and swung the "cloth strip sword" in his hand towards Miss Bei Ya Si. That ridiculous sword left a black trail in the air.
But Miss Bei Ya Si was not flustered. She lifted her right foot and lightly stuck it to the wall behind her, then her left foot also stuck to the wall. She actually stood on the wall behind her in this way and reached the second floor of the house before the man swung his weapon and followed her.
This narrow, enclosed alley was a narrow passage between two three-story high houses. It was usually cold and damp even during the day, and few people entered here. Therefore, even if Miss Bei Ya Si stood vertically on the wall, clinging to the pipes on the wall, no one would notice:
"Let the Detective go. He is just an ordinary person and has nothing to do with this matter."
The girl from above said, her black small leather shoes firmly stuck to the wall. Only due to gravity, her brown long hair hung down, slightly affecting her vision.
The man holding the "cloth strip sword" sneered:
"What ability do you have to negotiate with me..."
Bang~
The man had only said half a sentence when a gunshot rang out from inside the carriage behind him. The gunshot was somewhat muffled and did not travel far. It was only because of the alley's enclosed structure that the echoes reverberated continuously within it:
Miss Bei Ya Si's face instantly turned pale:
"You actually killed him."
Although she had only known the Detective for less than a day, he was a decent person, and he had been dragged into this matter because of her. Bei Ya Si didn't know how to react for a moment, but soon, that regret and sadness turned into anger:
"You people are truly the scum of the world. It was the same at Lakeview Manor, it was the same with Mrs. Lawrence, and it's the same here. How many more innocent people do you intend to kill?"
Bells chimed, steam whistles blew, and a white mist of steam erupted behind the girl standing vertically on the wall, as a massive metal Destiny Ring appeared. The rapidly spinning ring created sparks as it rubbed against the wall. Ring術士 only reveal their Destiny Ring when fighting with all their might, and Miss Bei Ya Si was clearly enraged at this moment.
The man holding the cloth strip sword saw this and hastily summoned his own Destiny Ring. Its quadrilateral cross-section indicated that he was a Four-Ring Warlock, and the floating elemental Ling Runes displayed the power of a Ring術士.
The Black Iron Ling Rune 【Decay】 shimmered with the luster of Ling, and black light adhered to the cloth strip sword. The man swung his sword upwards, and black light flew from the surface of the relic. The blade-shaped light approached the Sorceress above.
Most of Miss Bei Ya Si's Destiny Ring was obscured by the steam behind her, which had not yet completely dispersed. She swung her arm, forcefully blocking the black light. The man below cursed again:
"Why is it so weak again? Damn it, what method did you use? This isn't the normal power of a Ring術士!"
He looked at the Destiny Ring behind him, confirmed there was no problem, and just as he was about to make his next move, he felt a gun muzzle pressed against the side of his head:
"I'm very curious, if a bullet hits your head, will you still be able to survive?"
Xia De, with blood splattered on his lapel, asked in a low voice. He looked up at the girl standing on the wall:
"Although I don't know what kind of... magic or sorcery this is, I don't think someone without a head can survive. Now, please put down the weapon in your hand. Did you wrap an iron rod inside the cloth strip?"
He asked, pressing the man's head with the muzzle of the revolver:
"Put it down, or I'll really shoot."
The man stood still, frowning. A few seconds later, he released his hand, and the "sword" in his hand immediately fell to the ground, even bouncing a few times.
"Alright, do you have any other weapons on you? Miss Bei Ya Si, I think you can come down now."
Xia De said.
He knew his own strength. Even with Divine Radiance, he was only a One-Ring Warlock after all, and he wasn't very confident facing the Four-Ring Warlock in front of him. He couldn't even pull the trigger of the gun in his hand, so he hoped Miss Bei Ya Si would get closer as soon as possible.
"I don't have any weapons left."
The man said, looking up at the girl on the wall. The latter was naturally very happy to see Xia De still alive.
She lightly jumped to the ground, but just as Miss Bei Ya Si squatted to absorb the impact, the man suddenly pushed Xia De and then turned and ran towards the other end of the alley.