King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 783 Warning! You are under arrest!
On the messy streets, the boiling lava has gradually begun to solidify into black and brown stones, but this does not mean that it will be quiet here.

On the contrary, the noise here is less noisy than before.

"Hey!"

"call!"

"when!"

The sound of metal clashing and the rustling of wind could be heard constantly. In the dim street, two streams of light, one red and one purple, were so obvious.

Every time they collide, it brings violent vibrations and a lot of sparks.

In other words, these two streams of light are the source of all this movement.

The young master and the young man were fighting fiercely and did not notice the lights coming on in the tall buildings in the distance on the street, or the figures walking in front of the lights.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The two curved swords were dancing with great vigor. As long as one twisted his wrist while swinging the swords, the curved swords could tear the enemy into pieces like a skinning machine.

Of course, the premise of all this is to hit the target.

The young man turned his body, and the curved sword drew graceful traces in the air. It all looked as graceful as a dance.

But it is a pity that the young master does not appreciate these things, and the boy’s dancing is not brilliant.

"Qiang!"

The twin swords flashing with lightning interrupted the young man's dancing. The young master couldn't help but frowned as he watched his other hand still waving like a butterfly.

"when!"

Both curved swords were blocked by the young master, and the young man's dancing completely stopped. The spinning vision stopped, leaving the young man in a trance.

The price of being in a trance was a powerful kick from the young master.

"Boom!"

"Your sword skills are fixed and cannot be stopped. I suggest you go out more often. If you meet a weird guy wearing full body armor, don't hesitate, go and tangle him immediately."

"This will greatly improve your strength."

The young man in the distance heard this and rarely refuted it. He just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth silently and remembered the young master's words in his heart again.

Although he hated the young master, he didn't hate him to the point of not listening to a word he said - as long as he didn't mention the executive officer.

"call……"

After taking a few deep breaths, the young man held the weapon tighter in his hand. He was thinking about how he should attack next.

From the beginning of the battle until now, he has been suppressed by the Young Master almost the entire time. This is just the last executive officer, what about those higher up?

The boy was eager to know more information about the executive officer, and as for the method, that was naturally to try with his fists!

"Crack clap!"

But just when he wanted to continue fighting, a third person other than him and the young master appeared in the relatively intact grass in the distance.

"Olympa! Let's go! There are so many guards and robots! If we don't leave now, it will be over!"

His companion's words were like a heavy hammer, pulling Olympus' thoughts away from the battle. At this moment, he realized that the building in the distance was already brightly lit.

If the lights are not on, there must be a ghost. They are making so much noise that anyone who is not blind can see them.

Even a blind man could tell that something big was happening here - the noise they made was loud enough.

In this situation, not many people can sleep peacefully.

"It looks like today's battle is about to end here." The weapon in Olympia's hand instantly dissipated, and the fire on his body gradually went out.

Upon hearing this, the young master just glanced at Olympia.

"I hope today's experience can dispel your unrealistic thoughts. You should know that if I really did it, you would have died long ago."

As he said this, he also put away the two swords in his hands.

"Haha, compared to this, I think escaping from Fontaine's pursuit is the next priority."

"We nobodys are not afraid, but I don't know how you, as an executive officer, feel."

After Olympia finished speaking, he shook his body, and a hood like his companion's was put on his bald head.

The hood was big enough, and he was just a teenager, so it was able to cover his entire face.

"Everyone, prepare the assault formation! Where are the defensive mechanisms? Surround them!"

"Hey! I heard that both of them have the God's Eye. Do you want to invite the team members who also have the God's Eye to come over?"

"It's already here, don't worry!"

...From a distance, the noise of the crowd could be heard. In fact, the noise of the crowd was secondary, and what attracted more attention was the sound of the uniform footsteps.

They were groups of specialized machines ready to fight. During the battle between the Young Master and Olympia, the security team had already mobilized a considerable number of clockwork machines based on the strength of the two.

"Hurry up, it will be too late if we don't leave now!"

"coming!"

Olympus reunited with his companions, and then the two of them turned into afterimages and rushed towards somewhere.

Then, the young master saw the flames of fire in the distance. He came to his senses and looked around, and soon found a place with weaker defenses.

"It seems I should leave too."

After saying that, a flash of lightning disappeared from the spot and rushed straight into the sky.

The night in Fontainebleau is extremely lively today, with everything going on in chaos.

The jumping human figures, the massive clockwork mechanisms that followed closely behind, and the almost completely collapsed streets all left Fontaine with a new urban legend.

……

During the day, the young man, who was always very obedient, was now sleeping soundly in the luxurious suite, as if the big commotion at Fontaine yesterday had nothing to do with him.

"Wait! This is the property of the Fatui..."

"Get out of the way! Don't let me arrest you for obstructing public service!"

There was another commotion outside the door, followed by a "bang!" and the door was kicked open.

"Ta! Tat! Tat!"

The sound of boots hitting the ground was like an alarm clock, waking the young master from his deep sleep. Then he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"You...what do you want to do?!"

The young man hugged the quilt and huddled towards the head of the bed. How come when I woke up, there were so many strong men beside my bed?
"Mr. Tartaglia, we now suspect that you are involved in last night's major public hazard. Come with us!"

A guard with a long beard who looked like a team leader walked to the young master's bed and spoke in a serious tone.

"Wait! What major public hazard? I've never heard of it!"

"Isn't your Fontaine known as a country of justice? I want evidence!"

The young man did not seem to be panicked at all. He looked left and right and found that they were all men, so he casually lifted the quilt and went downstairs to put on his clothes.

The young master was extremely confident at this moment. It was so dark last night, and he was running so fast, and he never stopped at all. If the security team could find evidence, he would just jump out of the window!

The young master was getting dressed, and the guards didn't seem to be annoyed at all. When the young master finished getting dressed, the leader took out a stack of photos.

"Mr. Tartaglia, the evidence you requested."

"Ah? Really?"

The young man took the photos feeling somewhat guilty, and found that they were all scenes of him fighting with Olympia.

The lava waves, the roar of thunder, the frozen picture in the photo is so clear that just one look at it seems to bring you into the thrilling scene of last night - I guess the photographer must have put a lot of effort into this well-composed photo.

"This this……"

"This was taken by residents last night. If you need more, we can provide you with more angles."

The guards did not have the opportunity to take pictures of the young master, but the residents of Fontaine did.

The fight between the Young Master and Olympia was incredibly loud, and it so happened that cameras in Fontaine were extremely common.

So many residents who were awakened started clapping at the fighting Young Master and Olympia.

There is so much evidence that even the tricks of the fools cannot exonerate him.

"Mr. Tartaglia, do you have any objections?"

"I want to ask, has the other person up there been caught?"

"Not yet. If you are willing to provide clues, Mr. Tartaglia, I can give you a lighter sentence."

The team leader shook his head. They were also wondering why this person, who was capable of fighting with the executive officer, was so unknown, as if he had popped out from a crack in a stone.

"Huh...you're running pretty fast."

"It's pretty fast. Then Tartaglia... hurry up and catch up!"

"Snapped!"

The young man fulfilled his promise - he jumped out of the window.

(End of this chapter)