My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

Good strength...

Weiss had no complaints about this.

As the battle came to an end, he slightly expanded the invisible field of perception outwards once more.

In less than ten seconds, he found Zell, who had been swept away by the aftershocks of the battle, and the vice president of the Starry Sky Merchant Guild among a pile of rubble.

Judging from the distance, the two people were thrown about the same distance apart.

With a casual wave of his hand, Weiss dispelled the extraordinary power.

His mutated snow bear paw, under the distortion of the tumor and the flow of white light, shrank back and returned to the shape of a normal human arm.

After concealing his aura, he slowly began to walk towards the location of the vice president of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce.

.........

In the ravaged pit, the vice president, covered in rubble and sand, lay sprawled on the ground, barely clinging to life, when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

He was overjoyed.

Did Dong Jue win?!

You came back to save me so quickly!?

The vice president had not considered any other possibilities whatsoever.

After all, no one in the royal city had ever imagined the absurd possibility that the Eight Guards would be defeated.

So, when the vice president mustered his last bit of strength, struggled to lift his head from the rubble, and looked on with hope—

The expression on his face instantly froze completely, as if it had been frozen in time.

The upward curve of her lips gradually became more unsightly than crying.

They've all been turned into Flame Fist emojis.

The visitor was none other than Weiss!

This...this is impossible!?

Winter Duke is one of the eight guards directly under the Night Patrol.

How could I possibly lose to an unknown nobody who just advanced to the 7th level of transcendence?!

Under the vice president's almost desperate gaze, Weiss slowly walked up to him and remained silent for a long time, simply looking down at him expressionlessly.

This time, the vice president of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce no longer had the confidence to bully others and make threats like before.

He couldn't even bring himself to beg for mercy; all he could do was desperately and almost instinctively force out an extremely humble and ingratiating smile.

"..."

"..."

"Forget it, I'm starting to get bored too—"

Hearing Weiss inexplicably

The sentiment.

The vice president was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

Can you be more explicit about whether you want to kill or torture someone?

However, at that moment...

The footsteps in the surrounding ruins gradually became more chaotic and frequent.

Clearly, the earth-shattering commotion just now had alerted many of the night patrol members who were patrolling the royal city.

When they arrived at the scene, almost everyone was stunned to see the forest warehouse area that had been razed to the ground.

Among the gradually gathering night patrol members, Weiss also spotted a familiar short figure – it was Mona, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, who had also arrived with her patrol teammates.

Mona spotted Weiss standing in the middle of the ruins in the crowd at a glance, and she instinctively wanted to raise her hand to greet him and catch up.

But before she could even raise her hand halfway, she belatedly realized the tense atmosphere that was about to erupt.

She noticed with disbelief that all her fellow night patrol officers who had arrived at the scene were looking tense and on high alert, staring intently at the silver-haired boy in front of them.

Just as Mona was completely confused, the snowflake communication brooch she wore on her chest suddenly vibrated slightly, and an urgent telepathic message came through her ear:

Notification: One minute ago, Winter Lord, one of the eight direct guards, was defeated in battle and is currently severely injured and in a deep coma. The target is extremely dangerous, characterized by silver hair. All night patrol members heading to the scene are urged to proceed with extreme caution and refrain from any rash actions!

Mona: ?

Uh......

Is there some huge misunderstanding involved?

Weiss was clearly just an extraordinary individual who had just advanced to the 8th rank of climate master.

He has never had any real combat experience.

How could they possibly defeat the Night Patrol's eight personal guards...?

No, let alone Winter Lord, even if I, as an 8th-tier Conqueror Giant, closed my eyes and lay on the ground to sleep, letting him do whatever he wanted, he still wouldn't be able to break through my defenses before I woke up, right?

Could it be that poor kid Weiss is taking the blame for someone else?

So Mona asked in a low voice, a hint of confusion in her voice.

"You must have mistaken him for someone else. This person isn't the murderer, is he?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense..."

A teammate, sweating profusely, nervously stopped her from interrupting.

Half a minute later, just as the atmosphere on the scene had reached its most tense point.

Finally, someone capable of presiding over Bureau 688 arrived at this location.

The woman wore an ice-blue gradient robe with a water lily-colored ribbon wrapped around her shoulders. She had icy eyelashes and icy eyes, and her long, cold blue hair fluttered wildly in the wind.

It was none other than the Ice Consort, who had recently risen to prominence in the royal city!

One of the newly appointed eight guards, number 064.

However, when Bingfei slowly walked to the scene and saw the face of the silver-haired boy, she immediately showed an incredulous expression.

My brain seems to have shut down a bit.

How could it be him?

Why did he and Dongjue fight?

"Um, I think you've admitted your mistake?"

"This must be a teammate, right...?"

Upon hearing Bingfei's inexplicable words, the other night patrol members all looked over with bewildered expressions.

No, what does that mean?

Apart from the man in front of you.

Is there any silver-haired carbon-based life form left in this place that's already surrounded like a net...?

Only Mona, who had been looking aggrieved, suddenly seemed to have found a comrade-in-arms, nodding with teary eyes and expressing her strong agreement.

Immediately, Bingfei seemed to realize something. With a somewhat bewildered expression, she slowly looked past Weiss and solemnly gazed at a shadowy area not far behind him.

At the same time, noticing the faint breathing sounds within the wind circle, Weiss belatedly turned his head to look.

At the edge of the ruins, in front of a large tree that had miraculously survived, the young swordswoman Cassandra, with her long purple star-flame hair combed around her neck, leaned casually against the tree trunk with her arms crossed and her eyes half-closed.

I wonder how long they've been spying there.

Even the 100-meter-wide gust of wind that Weiss had previously created failed to detect it at all...

Seeing that Weiss's gaze finally fell on her, Cassandra blinked and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Weiss, it's dinnertime now."

.......

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Chapter 95: The First Round of Royal City Rewards! 8K

Upon hearing Cassandra's nonchalant and lazy words, Weiss scratched his head in exasperation.

This time it seems like things have really gone a bit too far.

To be fair, if Dong Jue hadn't appeared at this crucial juncture, he would have at most intimidated the vice president of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce and stopped after a little punishment.

Such a farce is not enough to warrant murder to silence witnesses.

Unfortunately, Dong Jue arrived just in time. If he chose to back down at this moment, there would definitely be endless troubles and targeting from the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce waiting for him.

In comparison, since both he and the Eight Guards were considered members of the "Snow White" clan, sparring with each other was hardly an unforgivable matter of principle.

This is a good opportunity to test the new stats after the upgrade, and also to thoroughly intimidate the Starry Sky Merchant Guild.

However, since the Little Sword Saint is here, it seems I don't need to explain anything to the Night Patrol team anymore...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Weiss remained calm and slowly walked to Zell, who was lying on the ground.

He then half-squatted down and gently patted the other person's shoulder.

"What a pity..."

Weiss said with a hint of regret, "The goods I painstakingly prepared were all destroyed by the vice president's guards. I'm afraid I won't be able to deliver them to you this time."

Seeing the suggestive look in Weiss's eyes, Zell paused for a moment, then immediately nodded in understanding.

Leaving aside whether Weiss originally intended to trick him with a few empty carriages.

Just the fact that this guy dared to blow up eighteen bottles of level 7 potions in front of him, and could still jump around like nothing happened and even advance in rank on the spot, made Zell completely submit.

He knew perfectly well what to do next.

Just shift all the blame for today's huge losses and misdeeds onto the vice president's bodyguards.

As for the evidence...

Wasn't it all destroyed by the guards brought by the vice president?

After secretly rehearsing their statements, Weiss got up and walked straight to Cassandra, the Little Sword Saint.

Then, under the watchful eyes of more than twenty night patrol members, the two walked side by side and swaggered away.

In the huge scene, more than twenty people just stared at each other, and not a single person dared to step forward and say a word to stop them.

As the two figures were about to disappear into the end of the ruins, one of the night patrol members finally couldn't contain his frustration and turned to the ice-haired woman beside him, asking, "Lady Ice Queen... um, why don't you try to stop them?"

"Uh..." Bingfei opened her mouth slightly, a look of adorable astonishment flashing across her beautiful face.

In fact, she still doesn't understand what's going on at all.

They are both servants of Lady Shirayuki, so why are they suddenly fighting here?

Why did he and Dongjue fight...?

Wait, something's not right!

As if struck by lightning, Ice Queen's icy eyes suddenly narrowed.

In that instant, she finally understood.

She finally understood where that lingering sense of unease she felt when she held Weiss's hand in the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce lobby came from.

Even though there haven't been any reports of other guards returning to the city for the past week, that man managed to sneak into Miss Xing's public group chat, which is only accessible to her direct guards!

that is because--

He wasn't one of the Eight Guardians at all!!!