Chapter 599 Noisy (Twenty-Three)

Isn’t this night a little too lively?

All kinds of people show up.

Of course, on the contrary, the harvest is also quite rich.

Taking two steps forward, Fu Qian bent down and picked up a gray-black flake from the debris everywhere.

This is the charm that Wihler gave to Marco. It can be seen that the quality is really good, and it was not damaged by the indiscriminate blow just now.

Unfortunately, this seems to be the only item left on Marco's body, and nothing else of value has been found.

It's not too surprising. It's normal for players like this who have obvious mental problems to not be able to save much money.

Marco was a typical player who used his body to conquer his opponents. If he had any items or resources, they might have been exchanged for protein powder.

It's a pity that this special form of power obviously leads to instability from body to mind, and he does things too impulsively.

…

In addition, judging from the information currently available, the real effect of this thing is very doubtful.

He calmly left the crime scene and looked at the second charm in his hand.

The reason why I think this is not a subjective assumption, there is a very clear logic in it - Marco is dead.

People may have killed themselves, but that doesn't matter, they are dead.

Referring to Ariel's troublesome test before, if activating the spell is really important, then Marco will definitely not die.

How could Weihele and the others allow this to happen.

So in Ariel's opinion, the importance of this matter is not even as important as running over to help (make) trouble (chaos)...

Fu Qian felt that the whole thing was getting weirder.

In fact, when he turned it up just now, he was still thinking about whether Wihler or someone like him would jump out at the last moment and call for a stop.

In that case, the probability that the native parliament would think the same as myself would undoubtedly be much greater.

such a pity……

In short, after one night, Fu Qian had considerable doubts about the authenticity of Weihele's plan.

At present, the general outline of the matter is this.

First, as the Noisy Festival was approaching, an organization with a special belief in Dunis suddenly began to suffer from lycanthropy.

This disease is so serious that it has attracted the attention of the Night Guards, who even mobilized troops and mobilized people from the surrounding areas to closely investigate all kinds of wild supernatural beings.

At the same time, under this situation, the Native Council is planning to kill the gods, preparing to use special means to turn the carnival of the Noisy Festival into a wave of hustle and bustle.

At this moment, both talismans are in his hands, which theoretically goes against Weihele's original plan.

In this case, then we might as well implement the violation plan to the end and see how stable this long-planned plan is.

For example, when the horn blows, he holds both of the talismans in his hands, runs over to "help" immediately, and is ready to kill the gods directly in front of the Night Keeper and the Native Council.

…

squeak!

Amidst the harsh friction sound, Fu quickly jumped back and picked up the half-eaten cherry shortcake.

The next moment, the table in front of him was pushed far away, and at the same time, a deafening cry came from his ears.

It’s really full of festive atmosphere!

Looking at the lively group of people around the table next to him, Fu Qian felt emotional for a while.

Today is different from yesterday, the carnival crowd did not receive any reprimand.

In addition, it is true that young people are easy to be happy and recover from repeated blows so quickly.

That's right, the few people reveling in front of them are none other than the energetic young man Frank and his party that we met before.

I thought that when I left this softie, the morale of the whole team had been extremely low, and they were miserable. I didn't expect that they would get excited again so soon.

He even got money to eat and drink.

Before paying, I was a little doubtful whether these four people had done a temporary settlement for a day.

…

The location where Fu Qian is at this moment is a bar next to the pier. Because the terrain is slightly higher and there are open-air seats, it can be said that the view is excellent.

And sitting in front of Fu, you can clearly see the towering lighthouse not far away.

When night falls, the legendary Count Valentine will climb there and sound the first horn of the festival.

After making up his mind before, Fu Qian came here in advance to prepare for the big show in the evening.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark, the carnival atmosphere was already quite strong, and strange monsters and monsters from all walks of life gathered in twos and threes - including the night keeper.

Just in this surrounding area, Fu Qian has discovered at least double-digit mid-level transcendent figures.

And they were clearly organized, evenly distributed around the pier, like a large net spread out, monitoring the gradually turbulent flow of people.

The same goes for Phoenix Palace and Cross Square.

That's right, Fu Qian also visited these two places before coming here.

Although the manpower there is not so exaggerated, it is still considerable.

It's hard to imagine where the night watchers came from to attract so many people.

As for why Fu Qian could eat shortbread so calmly even though he was in the middle of the fishing net, the reason was actually very simple.

Click!

Filling his mouth with the remaining snacks, Fu Qian smoothly put the mask on his face, just enough to cover a glance that came over him.

A figure also wearing a mask had his eyes locked on him.

"What's wrong?"

The person next to him who was also wearing a mask made a familiar voice. It was the rebellious girl Li Te.

"nothing……"

Their eyes met, Weir looked at Fu Qian who was sitting there and the exquisite patterned mask on his face. Finally, he looked away, shook his head and moved on.

Sure enough, I still couldn’t hold back and went out to the streets.

Not surprisingly, the festive atmosphere is indeed quite contagious.

As for Sister Weier, no matter what the considerations are, her warnings don't have much credibility.

Looking at the Weier sisters passing by, Fu Qian thought to himself.

Yes, the way he lurks is extremely simple, that is, adding another mask to the one given by the witch.

This is the advantage of concealing his aura. In view of the masked revelers filling the streets, he is now completely invisible in the city. Even if a demigod passes by, he can't even think of identifying anything strange.

Not to mention Weier-san.

However, it can be seen that the two sisters still took some precautions.

For example, they all wore the most gorgeous and thick masks, and at the same time, their whole bodies were covered tightly, and they tried to keep a certain distance from everyone.

Unfortunately, the danger is far beyond their imagination.

With emotion, Fu Qian stood up and moved forward in the direction of the flow of people.

The sun has completely set, and not far away you can see the lanterns on the floats preparing for the parade.

Even under the lighthouse, there were crowds of people, obviously someone big had arrived.

Crowfeather-san, it’s time to show off your plan.