Mirada took Moira to the underground vault. Along the way, she dared not make a sound. If she dared to talk and move, Moira would immediately break her neck.


    After entering the Treasury gate, there were more than ten boxes of gold coins stacked inside. Mirada summoned up her courage:


    "Take the gold coins and go. Take as much as you want."


    She thought Moira could take hundreds at most, but unexpectedly, Moira learned a few bird calls, and Pluto, hiding in the yard, rushed in with more than 20 people in black.


    Pluto has been hiding outside the courtyard wall. He received a signal from moaila. He put down the guards in the yard with medicine powder and jumped in from the wall with the man in black.


    Mirada couldn''t help watching the man in black empty the vault.


    "You don''t know where this is. You don''t know what you''re doing! All the money belongs to the supervisor. You can''t get out of the king''s capital alive if you take his money!"


    Moira sank her face and said, "you talk a lot. I should cut your tongue."


    Mirada curled up in the corner of the vault and didn''t dare to say a word. She thought moaila would kill her, but moaila just locked her in the vault.


    This is Manda''s order. Mirada is the manager of the conqueror''s castle. She can talk directly with the big inspector and keep her, which can rule out Manda''s suspicion.


    The next task is very simple for Moira. Take the people away from the conqueror castle and send the gold to the south of the city as soon as possible. If blocked, kill them.


    But such a simple task is still an accident. The reason for the accident comes from incomplete information.


    Manda knew that there were two ancient god believers in the conqueror''s castle, one second and one first. These two believers had been solved by Moira and Pluto.


    But what he didn''t expect is that there are two believers here, one third-order and one first-order. They are equally powerful in strength, but this is their territory. They have been hiding in the dark and took the lead.


    The third-order believer is a man in his thirties. Moira fought with him for several rounds. She was waiting for the other party to use her skills, and then directly killed the other party with her revenge skills.


    However, the other party seemed to have been on guard for a long time and had not used skills, but fought a tie with Moira.


    The first-class believer is a strong man. He is a believer of Ares and is very good at fighting. Pluto is not good at hard steel and was soon forced into danger.


    The man in black carrying the box was blocked at the back door by a group of thugs. They couldn''t afford to delay. Sooner or later, the fighting in the backyard would attract the attention of others. If this situation continues, they will soon fall into a siege. Not only can they not take the gold, but they will have a problem getting out.


    Anxious, Moira ignored the third-order believers. She wanted to kill the thugs at the door and let the people in black leave first. But just as she rushed to the door, she heard the other party shout, "what do you want to do?"


    What do I want to do?


    Yes, what do I want to do?


    Moira forgot her purpose and watched the third-order believers catch up and fall into a struggle with each other again.


    After fighting for a while, Moira found the weakness of the other party. The third-order believer used a long sword. His swordsmanship was not solid. Every time he shot, his right rib would always be exposed.


    It''s really strange that the other party''s swordsmanship is not solid. Why can he struggle with himself for so long?


    Melee fighting is one of the best means of moyla. Even in the face of Hercules believers of the same class, she does not lose ground. She has long died under her own short knife.


    Seeing the timing of the other party''s sword, moaila just prepared to sneak into his ribs with a short knife, and heard the other party shout, "what''s this?"


    What for? What are you doing?


    He has a weakness. What''s the weakness?


    Forget? Really forget? How could I forget!


    In horror, the opponent''s long sword was approaching the throat. Moaila tried to dodge and finally found some problems.


    What I thought before was right. This third-order believer''s skill is far below his own. The reason why he has fought hard until now is that he has missed the opportunity to attack many times.


    There is only one reason to miss, that is to forget. Either forget the way of shooting, or forget the goal of shooting, and even forget the idea of shooting.


    Is this the other person''s skill? Can he make people forget?


    After being an assassin for more than ten years, Moira encountered such a strange situation for the first time. Seeing Pluto injured, Moira thought of another tactic.


    First kill the first rank and let Bruto Teng fight against the thugs at the door. After everyone leaves, try to get rid of the third rank believer.


    The idea flashed. Moira didn''t take action. She doubted that she didn''t think of this tactic for the first time. She was worried that she would forget it once she made a move.


    Her rich combat experience calmed her down. If the other party''s skill is forgotten, this skill can also be copied. As long as she seizes the other party''s opportunity to use skills, she can use revenge to make the other party forget, and then take the opportunity to get away.


    Thinking of this, Moira began to circle around the backyard and try her best to lure the other party to use skills. The other party chased Moira slowly and kept talking:


    "Where do you want to go? Don''t you hurry to leave? It''s too late to leave again. You''ll be surrounded. What do you want to do? Tell me what you want to do? Do you know what you want to do?"


    Moira understands one thing. If the other party wants to launch skills, they must talk to themselves. Now is a good time!


    Wait, what''s the good time? What are you going to do?


    Forget again! Moira fell into despair. Fortunately, her opponent''s skill was not good, and she could continue to deal with it, but it was not the way to deal with it like this.


    The opponent is still chattering in his ear: "beautiful girl, give up. You don''t have a chance. Even if you can escape, those people can''t escape. As long as you are caught alive, your master will be exposed. Tell me who your master is? He''s nearby, right? Let him out. Everything has been exposed. Everything is over. Let him stop doing meaningless..."


    Before he finished, the strange third-order believer gave a cry of pain and fell to the ground. A vague figure left a bone wound more than a foot deep behind him.


    It''s Manda. He came to the conqueror castle in person, on the one hand, to get rid of his suspicion, on the other hand, to master the trend of Sheriff Stanton, and on the other hand, to deal with emergencies.


    After Mirada left, Manda and Stanton were brought into their rooms by the waiter. The beautiful girl had already waited in the room. At a critical moment, Manda heard the fighting in the yard and wanted to take a nap on the grounds of drunkenness.


    This was not uncommon, and the girl was happy and leisurely, serving Manda to sleep in bed.


    Convinced that the girl was just an ordinary person, Manda, who pretended to sleep, launched a magic trick and temporarily covered her eyes. A fake body was separated to sleep in the bed, and his real body came to the yard along the window.


    Seeing the chaos in the yard, Manda was not in a hurry. All her clothes were left in the room. It was too conspicuous to fight naked.


    He used magic to disguise himself again to make his figure as vague as possible. He quietly came to the back of the third-order believer and knocked down the other party.


    The other party lay on the ground, looked at Manda''s vague figure and asked, "who are you? Are you her master?"


    Manda ignored him and looked up at Moira.


    Manda didn''t have to explain what happened next. Moaira quickly solved the first-class believer, killed all the thugs and left the conqueror castle with the people.


    But Manda realized that he had forgotten one thing. He forgot to mend the knife. When he remembered, the third-order believer had disappeared.


    "How could I forget to mend the knife?" Manda planned to search, but found Mirada with a group of people in the backyard.


    After all, magic is a stolen skill. It is inevitable to show flaws in front of everyone. Manda quickly drilled into the corner of the yard, then quietly climbed back to the room from the window, took back her separation, lifted the magic, and continued to do what she had not done just now.