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Chapter 233 Rafael Exposed
"Thanasis?" Lucian tried to call Count Thanasis again, but again, he did not get a response from Count Thanasis this time.

Just as the quill described, Count Sanasis fell into a deep sleep due to some irresistible factors.

This was the wish the quill made itself, and the moment it made the wish, it had already begun to take effect under its influence.

Moreover, it has only been half fulfilled, and the other half is hanging like a time bomb in the near future.

Lucian tried to pick up the quill, intending to use fresh ink to cross out the final words. But when he was about to do so, he found that the blood inside the quill was blocked by something invisible, and he could not write at all. Instead, the quill itself began to stir, twisting like a grabbed snake, trying to break free from Lucian’s control.

"So that's how it is. A 'wish' that has been made cannot be erased, but a new wish can be used to cancel an old wish. I can even make a wish to let this feather pen sink and float forever, and there will be no negative effects..."

Some information about the quill pen subconsciously emerged in Lucian's mind, and he picked up the quill pen, his movements even faster than he realized.

"No! It's trying to manipulate me, control me!" Lucian's mental power reacted quickly, and he also got rid of the quasi-mental control that the feather pen exerted on him.

At this moment, the quill's resistance to him increased exponentially, as if it was warning Lucian not to refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit.

"You are just a hair of that great being!" Lucian was also a little angry at this time. With the support of his mental power, he quickly controlled the quill pen and quickly took out the blood in the quill pen.

After losing the nourishment of blood, the feather pen's struggle began to decrease rapidly, and finally calmed down completely, turning back into the seemingly ordinary feather pen it originally was.

“Huh…it’s finally quiet.” Lucian patted his chest lightly. He had never encountered such a weird thing before.

……

"Captain, that guy actually ran away, what should we do now?" Several knights were looking at Fugen, who was standing aside with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fugen turned his head to look at the direction of the large group behind him, and couldn't help but look at the place in front where Rafar disappeared, with reason and hatred fighting in his eyes. Finally, he lowered his head and said something through gritted teeth.

"It is I, Fugen, who am sorry to the brothers and the captain, but this matter is my personal matter. You are still knights of the Trujillo family. You can go back!"

"Captain, stop talking. It was you who brought me with you when I joined the Knights Templar. I won't go back!" As a knight shouted, several other knights echoed him, which made Fugen's eyes slightly moist.

"I am sorry, brothers, but I really can't bear it anymore. Xiao Jinna must be waiting anxiously..." A tear rolled down Fugen's eyes, and then he swung the whip hard, letting the horse gallop forward.

"Elder, save me!" Rafar looked a little embarrassed at this time. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth and his eyes looked a little frightened.

He almost died just now!

He originally didn't take those natives who weren't even players seriously, but he didn't expect that the guy named Fugen would act so abruptly, without any hesitation, and he didn't even notice it in advance.

If he had not been very familiar with Rafar's identity and was able to react immediately when he was attacked and use his hidden talent to escape quickly, he would probably have died at the hands of the knights by now.

But Rafar still couldn't understand why those knights dared to attack him.

He should have handled it without any problem. In fact, according to his original plan, he should have released the key clues that he had concealed at the right time after returning to the royal capital.

That foolish Fugen would recklessly seek revenge on me for the sake of his sister... But now, the man who had been drinking with me affectionately before now looked like he had red eyes and wanted to eat me...

"This shouldn't happen, this shouldn't happen!" Rafar stumbled a little. There was an obvious knife wound on his right leg, which seriously slowed down his escape.

"Roland, Sura, Motica... whoever it is, come out and help me!" Rafar quickly flashed through a dozen names in his mind. He wailed in his heart, but a hint of panic appeared in his eyes.

When he was surrounded by players before, he never thought that he would be in such an embarrassing situation today. After all, those players were very cautious in front of him, and would even treat some of his "careless words" as imperial decrees, helping him to complete them quietly at night.

After playing the role of "Dream Master" for a long time, he seemed to believe that Rafar was the dream master, but now, he was being chased by several damn knights!

whoosh-

A feather arrow shot from behind and sank into the sand not far from Rafar.

Rafar shuddered, but he also realized that he was in a very dangerous situation. "Get out of here!" Rafar roared, and took out a "talisman paper" from his storage space.

If Lucian were here, he would be able to easily see that the talisman in Rafar's hand was a "law" written with a special tool.

"You forced me to do this!" Rafar's face was ferocious at this moment, without any trace of his usual nonchalant and smiling look.

The next moment, the paper on which the decree was written began to burn, and flames engulfed the bodies of several knights, including Fugen.

"Ahhhhhh..." In the flames, several figures struggled desperately, trying to escape, but the flame seemed to burn directly from their bodies, making it impossible for the knights to resist or extinguish the flame. They could only gradually stop struggling amidst the shrill howls.

"Ha, ha ha ha..." Rafar stared at the knights with a somewhat ferocious expression. There was a hint of violence in his eyes. He staggered towards Fugen, raised his foot and stomped hard on the latter's head which had been burned beyond recognition.

"You bastard, that was the talisman paper the elder gave me, a treasure that could deal with two-star strongmen. It's all your fault, it's all your fault. You were just playing with your sister, weren't you? Hehehe..."

Rafar cursed under his breath and vented his emotions angrily, but suddenly his expression froze and he raised his head to look not far away.

There was a young knight with panicked eyes there at this moment. He seemed to have witnessed the whole process of Rafar's killing and was shocked by his extraordinary killing method.

And when Rafar looked at him at this time, the young knight seemed to react belatedly. He pulled the reins and then quickly fled in the direction of the main force.

Obviously, he wanted to tell Roland what happened here, and also tell the other knights!
"Damn it, damn it!" Rafar felt like fire was coming out of his head. He had not taken the time to count the number of people just now because the knight had run too far away. Now his actions were exposed. If he could not get rid of this knight, he would be in great trouble and might even be "punished" by the elders.

Thinking of this, Rafar's face turned pale.

He took a step forward and chased after the knight. Even for the sake of his own life, he would not let the knight return to the camp alive.

On the other side, Hercules closed his eyes indifferently, and used his mental power to feel the mechanical device that he had quietly placed on the young knight.

It was he who secretly acted before that delayed the knight's action and temporarily saved him from Rafar's killing move. Now, he used this knight as his "eyes" to observe Rafar more realistically.

"Quinn, it's been almost two days since Fugen and the others left. No one has returned to report today?" Hercules opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Quinn beside him.

"No...no."

"Let the three teams spread out, not too far away, and cast a net to search. They might really be in some trouble." Hercules said softly with a dim look in his eyes.

"Yes! I'll handle it myself." Quinn didn't notice anything unusual, and he quickly gave the order for the matter.

"Rafar is a demon! A terrifying demon!" The young knight was extremely frightened at this moment. He lay on the horse's back in a panic, his face turned pale because of the wound on his back.

He had just seen with his own eyes that Rafar had used some unknown means to burn several of his brothers, including Captain Fugen, to ashes.

You know, Captain Fugen is one of the most powerful men in the Knights Templar. Although his strength is not as good as Captain Roland, he can still defeat the captain.

But under the burning of that terrifying and strange flame just now, Captain Fugen had no ability to resist at all. This strange and cruel method made the young knight Joel subconsciously classify Rafar as an evil demon.

"Damn it, why isn't this guy dead?" Rafar's eyes were cold. Seeing that Lar seemed to be about to continue to escape, he narrowed his eyes, then grabbed a few stones from the ground and threw them hard in the direction of Joel.

The stones turned into flying knives in the air. This time, Rafar's target was not Joel, but the warhorse under him.

"No!" Joel shouted in despair. He stumbled and tried to escape, but Rafar was approaching quickly.

Just at this time, Joel and Rafar saw several knights searching for something in the distance. When they saw their actions, these knights rushed towards them on horseback.

"Damn it!" Rafar muttered softly, then without hesitation stabbed Joel's heart with a knife.

(End of this chapter)