Chapter 566

Mu En reacted immediately, "It's true, it's true. Look, I don't feel any pain now!"

"That's good."

Celecia snorted slightly from her nose, straightened her waist again, and looked forward.

For her, this action was very unfamiliar.

Mu En, who was watching all this blankly, blinked and suddenly laughed.

With Celcia's intelligence, how could she not be able to tell which ones were jokes and which ones were the truth?

But since she is deliberately pretending to be confused... then just pretend she doesn't know.

At the same time, you have to pretend to be confused.

Mu En silently stuffed back the goddess statue that he had just taken out and was about to use.

——If he took out Liya's Holy Light Tool to relieve the pain in this atmosphere, he would be killed directly.

It hurts.

After all, the happiness of a knee pillow can really heal all pain at the inner level.

Well, it's not strictly a joke.

Mu En nodded secretly.

It’s just that… speaking of higher levels of therapy…

"Um...can I turn over? I heard that the therapeutic effect will be better if the patient is placed head-down."

"Do you really want to die?"

"I'm so sorry, I was joking."

…

PS: I haven’t asked for a monthly pass for a long time. I’m taking advantage of the recommendation period to ask for a monthly pass, hehe!

104. Remedies

It was night, somewhere in the wilderness outside Belland City.

The skinny old man sitting cross-legged in front of the campfire suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce and fierce light flashed in his dull eyes.

"My clone... was actually defeated."

King Indra stared at the flames in front of him. In his field of vision, the flames were also gray, and there was nothing worth looking at. This action just showed that he was not at peace in his heart.

Originally, for him, the fifth-level clone that was sent into the city in order not to attract attention was not a big deal in itself.

But the important thing is that identity, the thing to protect.

"'That' must not happen unexpectedly."

In the shadows, there is some kind of sight peering here.

King Indra turned his head, twisted the grass leaves, and flicked them with his fingers.

Poof.

There were sounds of tearing flesh and blood and muffled groans of pain in the darkness.

The faint smell of blood filled the air.

All eyes were temporarily turned away out of fear.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, without any hesitation, King Indra picked up the sound transmission stone in his hand.

…

"What, the clone was taken care of?"

In the circular conference hall, the robin was stunned when he heard the news, and his wings almost couldn't hold the sound transmission stone in his hand.

But soon, this shock turned into hysterical irritation, and he roared at the sound transmission stone in his hand:

"What's going on! King Indra! Didn't you say that it is absolutely impossible for anyone below the level of the person wearing the crown to pass through your clone?!"

"I have never said such words. The word 'absolute' does not exist in this world at all. However, ordinary fifth-level warriors and even brilliant-level magicians cannot pass through my clone. This is true. fact."

Opposite the sound transmission stone, King Indra's voice was still calm, but a bit of suppressed anger could be vaguely heard in his calm voice:

"It's you, Mockingbird. You promised me that no one will find out what you are doing!"

"Of course! I put that research institute in the most secluded place in the city. It's so hidden that it doesn't even belong to the city!"

The robin said angrily:

"That's the Shadow of Belland. Do you know the Shadow of Belland? Ah, yes, of course you don't know. There are no more than ten people in this city who know that place, ten..."

As he spoke, Mockingbird seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly, and a very bad idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

He wasted no more time, hung up the sound transmission stone, spread his wings and flew into the night.

Soon, he landed on a rooftop and looked at the heavily guarded courtyard not far away.

Click, click, the sound of metal friction sounded, and a figure wearing armor slowly knelt down not far from him.

"Lord Robin."

"Is there anything unusual here?"

"Report to your lord, there is nothing unusual."

"real?"

The robin suddenly turned around and stared at the figure:

"Are you sure that Princess Celcia is still inside?"

There was a hint of panic in the figure, and he lowered his head respectfully and said:

"Of course I'm sure that a whole team of Royal Knights is patrolling and guarding day and night. Nothing that happens here can escape our vigilance. As for Her Highness Celicia... we just sent her dinner not long ago to make sure that she Still in the room."

"Yeah……"

The robin also fell silent.

This result was beyond his expectation.

If Celcia is still under house arrest here, who can find the shadow of Belland that does not belong to this city?

No, now is not the time to dwell on this.

The robin dialed the sound transmission stone again, but this time it was not King Indra, but an extremely hoarse voice, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

"That place has been exposed. You arrange for people to pick up those people quickly, and those things, take away whatever you can!"

"Yes, Lord Robin."

The voice answered respectfully, and then with a little hesitation:

"There is no problem with the transfer of personnel, but those things inside... it seems that it is too late."

"Then..."

The robin closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

"Except for Yeruel, all others should be solved. We must not let the enemy have any living evidence! We must not expose more things!"

"Yes."

After issuing a series of orders, the robin spread its wings again and flew into a remote manor on the outskirts of the city.

After circling outside the manor for a few times and making sure that no one could lock his position, he turned into a puff of green smoke and fell into the chimney of the manor.

Soon, in a room in the manor, a figure slowly opened his eyes.

"Come here."

A slightly majestic voice sounded.

"Prepare the carriage, I'm going to the palace."

...

"Lord Yellul, it's bad, it's bad!"

Yellul, who was sitting at the critical moment of the experiment, was interrupted by his subordinates' exclamation again. He looked up and was about to explode in anger, but was frightened by his subordinates' next words and broke out in a cold sweat:

"King Indra lost!"

"What...what? King Indra lost?"

Yellul was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the man's collar with a ferocious look:

"Say it again? How is this possible? That's King Indra! He is an old crowned person! Even the old dean may not be He is his opponent! How could he lose to some petty thieves? "

"But... but he really lost."

The subordinate cried:

"What should we do? Those people don't seem to come yet, they should be recovering from their injuries, should we take the opportunity to attack?"

"Fuck you, attack? How to attack? I am a researcher, fighting and killing is not my strong point!"

As he said, Yaleul had turned around and began to organize the documents in a panic:

"What else can we do, run away! Quick, take away everything you can take!"

"Yes!"

The subordinate ran away in a flash.

Yaleul suddenly raised his head and looked at the back of his subordinate with a flickering look.

Based on his understanding of Robin, I am afraid that the people in this institute will not live long this time.

Of course, he will not, because he is still very useful to those people.

Yaleul looked in a certain direction, and in the sophisticated instrument, a petite figure kept sinking and floating with the green solution.

"It seems that the progress should be slowed down a bit."

Yelul whispered:

"I don't want to lose my effect so quickly."

...

"How long has it been?"

Mu En opened his eyes and saw the mountain with perfect curves and the gray fog rolling outside the ruined factory building.

Hearing this familiar question, Cecilia took out the pocket watch from Mu En's arms, took a look, and put it back:

"Ten minutes."

"Ten minutes... It seems that the recovery speed is faster than before."

Mu En looked at his abdomen.

Under the torn clothes, you can see the newly grown white and tender skin. With the help of the black flame, in less than ten minutes, his injury that was almost broken at the waist has almost recovered.

It's just that the process is indeed extremely painful. Fortunately, the knee pillow that Cecilia has been maintaining for ten minutes has indeed brought a lot of comfort to his spirit.

The saying that the beautiful girl's knee pillow is omnipotent is indeed not wrong.

However, in his opinion, it was a pity that he could not use his face, which was more sensitive, to feel the touch.

He could only look for opportunities later.

"By the way, we have been dragging on for so long, those guys inside, they must have run away!"

Mu En stood up suddenly, thinking of the purpose of his trip.

But Cecilia did not look panicked.

"If they wanted to run, they would have run away earlier. Those people are not fools."

"That's right..."

"Since you have recovered, let's go."

Cecilia also stood up and took the lead to walk to the depths of the other side of the room: