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Chapter 163, Question 160: I understand.

Yelena was trembling all over, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was staring intently at Ivanov.

"Have you ever truly considered the Chur people as human beings?"

"Tell me, why treat slaves as human beings?"

Yelena remained silent. She had completely lost hope in the people of this country, and she knew that if Ivanov really initiated the proposal, the committee would most likely agree.

The incident of the rebels storming the committee headquarters seriously touched a nerve with the Sloan committee members, and now there are no Chur or other minority shamans left in the entire committee's upper echelons.

Before long, a bloody purge will begin.

Ivanov and two Aurors escorted Yelena, who was like a walking corpse, as they prepared to leave Klin Street.

They were all relatively relaxed. The arrest operation went very smoothly, and the rebels were basically executed on the spot. At the same time, they received the committee's arrest warrant and captured Yelena, the leader of the Chur reactionary group.

They didn't take this turmoil seriously. The Soviet Magic Council was powerful; it was just a backlash caused by a failed reform and wouldn't cause any serious damage.

As they walked along the street with smiles on their faces, a bright red light suddenly shone out from the corner.

Ivanov was an experienced Auror, and although he didn't hear the incantation being spoken, he recognized it at a glance as a Stunning Curse.

The Stun Curse was aimed directly at Ivanov, who was caught off guard and clearly couldn't dodge it. However, there was no tension or panic in his eyes; instead, a hint of mockery appeared.

Just as the beam of the Stunning Curse was less than ten centimeters away from him, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared!

Ivanov always wore the Iron Armor Spell!

However, the power of this Stunning Curse was simply too great. The Ironclad Curse was shattered after only a brief stalemate with it, and at the same time, the Stunning Curse exploded inexplicably.

In an instant, red light emanated from the area, and the two Aurors and Yelena who were exposed to the red light fainted to the ground. Ivanov, however, covered his forehead and staggered, but was not knocked unconscious.

Lynn, having successfully cast a triple-strength Stun Spell, burst out of the shadows. He looked at the Auror, who was seeing stars but still stubbornly resisting being knocked down, and without hesitation, cast another Stun Spell.

Collapsed to the ground unconscious (no boost)!

Lynn, of course, believed his actions were righteous. The Stunning Spell was one of the spells he was skilled at using, perfectly fulfilling the second effect of his title as the Demon King Terminator. Both Stunning Spells were cast silently.

At such close range, and with the spell cast silently, even a normal wizard would have no chance to dodge. But Ivanov was exceptionally agile. The moment the tip of Lynn's wand lit up red, he did an ugly roll to the side, dodging the second stun spell.

Lynn's sneak attack happened in just five seconds. After his two stun spells missed their target, it meant that his sneak attack had failed.

Not far away, the Aurors on guard heard the commotion and rushed forward at lightning speed, unleashing all sorts of spells at Lynn!

What a pervert!

Lynn cursed under his breath. He was constantly casting Ironclad Spells on himself, and his extreme caution was enough to show how cowardly Ivanov was.

His own armor-enhancing spell lit up; this spell, amplified threefold, was extremely powerful, not only blocking all the spells but also reflecting them back.

Having failed in his sneak attack, he didn't press the matter further. He casually picked up the unconscious Yelena beside him, and Lynn's escape speed far surpassed the speed at which the Soviet Aurors used their spells.

He didn't leave any harsh words to mislead these Soviet Aurors. Putting aside whether his broken Soviet language could fool anyone, even if it could, it wouldn't last long, as his foreign identity would be easily discovered.

But it doesn't matter if it turns out to be fake. It's fake anyway. Let the Soviet Magical Council and the British Ministry of Magic argue about it. Dumbledore will protect him.

With a few quick movements, Lynn escaped from Klin Street with Yelena in his hand. The Aurors following behind him couldn't catch up, but they couldn't explain themselves if they didn't chase after him. They could only turn around and look at Ivanov, who was leaning against the wall and rubbing his head.

"We can't catch him, what should we do, Chief?"

Ivanov looked at the two Aurors on the ground, who had been knocked down by Lynn's Scattering Stun Curse, with a gloomy expression, and said coldly.

"Immediately seal off the entire city of Mercco, apply anti-apparition magic throughout, shut down all Floo networks, confiscate all Portkeys, submit an application to the council, contact the Muggle government, and issue a warrant for Shayk's arrest. Also, find out immediately who the wizard who launched the attack is!"

After escaping from Klin Street, Lynn immediately used a shapeshifting spell on his black robe, transforming it into the summer clothes commonly seen on Muggles on the street.

He treated Yelena's robe the same way, without any awkwardness of exchanging clothes between men and women.

Yelena was also under Lynn's spell of stun. Lynn did not intend to wake her up immediately because it was not safe to do so yet. They would wait until they reached a safe place.

Lynn put his arm around Yelena's waist and rested her head on his shoulder. If you didn't look closely, they looked just like any other couple on the street.

He quickly found a street that was desolate during the day but bustling with lights and activity at night. He randomly chose a small hotel on the street, and Lynn put his arm around Yelena and went inside.

The hotel owner was watching the news on TV out of boredom. It was always the same old stuff: economic recession, political wrangling, international pressure, and the people suffering.

He saw Yelena in Lynn's arms. He had seen this situation many times before, especially recently. He raised his eyebrows and whistled.

"Hey buddy, this chick you picked up is really something!"

Lynn had no intention of wasting words with him; he simply took out a few US dollars from his pocket and threw them onto his counter.

"Hurry up and get me a room, the kind where I can stay all day without being disturbed."

The ruble has depreciated significantly, and the most reliable currency has become the US dollar. Lynn had prepared all of this before coming here.

"I understand, I understand."

The hotel owner's eyes lit up as he looked at the US dollars, which were more alluring than any woman. For the sake of the money, he quickly took out a key.

"The innermost room on the second floor, it's my best room, it's fully equipped."

The boss gave him a lewd look that even a pervert would understand, and then handed the keys to Lynn.

Lynn didn't have time to pay attention to him. Holding the key, he put his arm around Yelena and walked into the innermost room on the second floor.

Just as the owner said, everything here is very complete.

After closing the door and throwing Yelena onto the heart-shaped bed, Lynn looked at the whips, candles, lingerie, and other indescribable items around him and was speechless.

(End of this chapter)