There are countless extremely thin golden threads wrapped around the slender skeleton, and the appearance of the puppet really looks uncommon.

Rather than saying it is like a wicket, it is more appropriate to call it the wreckage of a sailboat.

"It's ugly enough." Ruibo said to himself.

"Can you just dress it up?" said the gasy living body.

"Dress up? Will it not destroy its original structure and make it inactive?" asked Ribo.

"I have never seen a guy like you who is not flexible. As long as you don't let anything else touch the source of power of the puppet, and don't damage its structure, wrapping it with something will play a better protective role. A small piece of sapphire in the middle must be its core. Wouldn't you just use the remaining materials to cover the sapphire? You can decorate the appearance as you like, but the material used to make that thing is so light and fragile, it must not be able to carry too much weight. However, I remember that all the things that use bird feathers to make skeletons can fly in the air - by the way - definitely right - using sapphire as the core is of no use except flying. A powerful puppet either uses ruby ​​to store the power of fire or uses yellow nephrite to absorb the energy of the earth." The gaseous life body said to himself.

When Ruibo heard this from the gaseous living organism, he was very excited and had a special obsession with Feixiang.

Although the puppet in front of me cannot really take him to fly in the sky, being able to make a flying puppet is more or less a satisfaction.

After being reminded by the gaseous life body, Ruibo realized that the puppet looked like a bird, and if the skeleton was completely spread out, it would be like a wing.

"Where is its head and tail?" Ruibo couldn't help asking.

"It seems that you are only suitable for being a craftsman. For magicians, research is a part of their lives. Magicians will try to find answers by themselves, and others will tell you everything you do. I think the drawings your teacher gave you are just for you to make this wing, because it can be regarded as the most complicated part. I am afraid that he wants you to study it yourself and then master the principles of making a magic puppet." The gaseous life body reminded again.

"By the way, have you not noticed that there are always people monitoring you? It seems to be a power to manipulate water elves." The gaseous life body suddenly added.

"Then, what should I do?" Rebbo immediately felt anxious. He immediately thought that his conversation with Eckert and Keller in the study yesterday might have been known by the magician who was peeping in secret.

"You have to find some ways to protect your secrets. I'm not interested in helping you clean up the mess every time. What's more, if the other party is not a water elves, I have no way to help you. My ability can only absorb magic elements." The gaseous life body replied.

"Thank you." Ruibo said sincerely. For some reason, Ruibo never regarded the gaseous life form in front of him as a puppet.

"That's nothing, just think I'm eating." said the gaseous life body.

After saying all this, it returned to the shape of a gold coin and got into Ruibo's pocket.

Ruibo walked to the window and looked around, but he could not find any abnormality in it.

After a long sigh, Ribo opened the drawer.

The drawer was empty and there was only the magic mirror, which was lying in a mirror box covered with thick velvet cushions.

Ruibo took out the magic mirror and wrote it quickly on the magic mirror with a pen dipped in magic ink.

The only thing he could ask for advice was Mr. Maske.

Rebow could only pray in his heart that Teacher Maske could notice his letter and give him a reply as soon as possible.

However, when the teacher did not give him any advice on how to avoid the malicious magicians spying on them with magic, Ribo really didn't know how to keep his secret.

The only thing that can be done is to close the windows tightly and pull all the thick curtains up.

Just as Ruibo was thinking about what to do before the teacher gave him guidance, a knock on the door suddenly came.

"My Count, His Highness Prince Henride and His Highness of the Kingdom of Deli, sent his servants to greet you and sent an invitation," said the housekeeper outside the door.

Rebeceded the invitation from the butler, but did not open it to watch it. He just ordered the butler to prepare for him to wash.

After sending the housekeeper away, Ruibo opened the invitation.

The invitation was inviting Rebe to attend the banquet held at the Palace of Loume tonight in the humblest and sincerest words.

Like all court invitations, there is also a list of invitations, with Miss Fanny and Miss Listing on the list.

Ruibo was gone for nothing, so he closed the invitation gently and returned to the bedroom.

When the butler led the servants to walk upstairs with a basin towel and gently tapped Ribo's door, Ribo pretended to be listless and said weakly: "I feel uncomfortable today. Please help me reject all visitors, and ask Mr. Eckert to help me withdraw all etiquette contacts."

The butler agreed and stepped back.

After a while, Eckert walked into Ribo's bedroom, and he had obviously guessed why Ribo said he was sick.

Eckert did not care much about the offense of the Delizhi envoys, and it would be detrimental to them if they were too close to the Delizhi Kingdom.

"I'll go to the Archbishop to invite a pastor, so that it's easy to hide my eyes." Eckert asked softly.

But the answer he got was a signal made by Ruibo with gestures - someone spyed through magic.

Ekter immediately understood what to say. He nodded and said, "I will send someone to Deli to the envoy and return the invitation to them. I will go to the Law and Political Department in the morning to see what they have discovered, but I think the hope may be extremely slim."

"Can you tell everyone for me that I don't want to be disturbed by anyone today?" Ruibo asked, pointing to the tightly covered windows.

Eckert naturally understood what Ribo meant, and he nodded and walked out of the room.

The bedroom was quiet and the thick curtains blocked the sunlight outside, reminding Rebau of the past when he learned the killer skills from Kelle.

Kyle's room is also forever hidden in the darkness.

Suddenly, Ribo thought of the scene when he encountered an attack yesterday, and the skills of the Princess Delizhi surprised him.

Although he had also learned sword skills from Eckert, compared with His Royal Highness the Princess, their sword skills can only be said to be flashy tricks.

Ruibo originally thought that the fine-sting sword was not a weapon suitable for practical combat, and its only use was swordsmanship and duels.

But after seeing the skills of His Highness the Princess, Ruibo no longer dared to say this.

If you fight alone and don’t use the terrain, Ribo believes that he is definitely not the opponent of His Royal Highness the Princess.

Thinking of this, Ruibo couldn't sit still anymore, and he had to get more sophisticated guidance.

If Ribo encountered a problem with magic, the first person he would think of was Teacher Masque from afar.

Then the one who can guide him in martial arts is Kelle, the king of killers who lives next door.

Although Ribo and Kelle have been together for a while, he is relatively close to Kelle, but every time he enters Kelle's room, he still feels extremely oppressive.

Kyle's room is always shrouded in darkness.

If Ribo is only able to adapt to darkness, then Kelle is already accustomed to being integrated with darkness.

To Kelle, Rebow never dared to say polite nonsense, he asked bluntly: "What if someone uses the fine-sting sword with extremely superb methods and I am at an absolute disadvantage in terms of weapons and martial arts?"

In the darkness, Ribo saw a pair of eyes shining with green light, scanning himself up and down, and he was indeed creepy.

"You asked the wrong person. I have never taught you martial arts. I just taught you how to kill. As a killer or an assassin, he has already failed to fight head-on with his opponent. No matter how strong the opponent is, the killer should attack him unexpectedly. Martial arts are simply unreliable things." Kylett's hoarse voice came from the darkness.

"But there are always times when you have to confront each other head-on. Haven't you ever confronted the clever Paladin head-on in the Bart Forest, and in the cathedral of Serthburgh, to stop the young knight from acting?" asked Ribo.

"I have never faced an enemy head-on with anyone. The same was true for the time in the Batter Forest. The complex terrain in the forest gave me excellent cover. And that time was late at night. I didn't think I was head-on with the knight. I just assassinated according to the tactics I was best at. As for the Cathedral's move, the man did not pay attention to my actions. The person he wanted to deal with was you. It can be said that I hid in the darkness of his heart and attacked him." Kelle replied.

"Remember, I once said that darkness is our friend. Darkness can protect us and hide our whereabouts. However, you should also be clear that for people like you who are trained to see things in darkness, the darkness caused by the lack of sunlight is not very reliable. Real darkness should be the blind spot of attention. As long as you hide in the dead spot, even if you stand opposite the enemy during the day, you are also hiding in the darkness. A real killer should always do this." Kelle explained. Such a detailed explanation is extremely rare for him.

Ruibo pondered for a moment. He seemed to understand something, but he still seemed to be unable to touch the edge.

"How should I train myself to do this?" Ribo couldn't help asking.

Keller said in a hoarse and low voice: "You just need to know how to fight with your brain, not your body. If your enemy stands in front of you and his eyes are staring at you, it depends on where his attention is focused. You have many attack methods, your dagger, your crossbow arrow, your kicks and hits your feet, and raises sand and dust with your feet. In addition, there is also escape. Few people can notice all this at the same time. His attention is focused on one point, so other conveniences are dark places that he cannot take into account."

"You know that you can accurately determine where the opponent is focused. As for a higher level of skill, you can predict the opponent's actions and predict the darkness that the opponent's actions may cause."

"However, I have to warn you one thing, before learning these skills, at least one thing is to be able to see at a glance how far the difference between the opponent and your own strength is, and to be an enemy with an opponent whose strength is far greater than your own, you must have full awareness."

Rebow obviously understood Kelle's words, but he didn't know how to practice to do this. In the past, Kelle rarely explained the reasons to him when he trained him, but his training could always allow himself to master the tricks quickly, although that would also cost a lot.

Ruibo is now willing to receive such training again, at least in this way, to avoid blind groping.

Just as he was thinking so, Kelle suddenly said: "All what I can teach you has been taught to you. How much I can master depends on your own talent and hard work. These advanced skills can only be understood by yourself. That is the training of the mind, and it is difficult to obtain through physical exercises. The methods of training everyone in the mind are different, and in the end, everyone's combat style is completely different."

Your own style of combat?

This question Ribo never even thought about.

Suddenly he realized that everyone of the masters he had met had his unique combat style.

The killer king's skills to take human life like a ghost, Mr. Hyde's accurate and flexible arrow skills, Ted's unstoppable spear, and the light and elegant sword skills of His Royal Highness Delizhi Princess.

As for myself, I had my own combat style without realizing it.

Use crossbow arrows to attack unexpectedly, use crossbow arrows and daggers to cooperate with each other to deal with distance and large numbers of enemies, and you have even more powerful magic.

If you compete with the princess with sword skills, you will probably lose eight or ten times.

But there is no limit. If you can use crossbows and magic, that princess is definitely not his opponent.

Why do you have to give up your strengths and compete with others with the weakest side? This is not a thief's belief in.

Ruibo is now increasingly acknowledging his identity as a thief.

Although being a thief is not a glorious thing, it is not necessarily so shameful.

Back in the bedroom and lying on the bed, Rebow pondered what Kelle said.

Ruibo is not unfamiliar with the spiritual cultivation. Magicians can be said to be the group of people in the world who pay the most attention to spiritual cultivation, but the spiritual training mentioned by Kelle is obviously not the same as the magician's cultivation method.

How can we detect other people's attention?

For Rebbo, it was indeed a problem that bothered him.

However, having his own style of fighting style gave him great inspiration.

In a second thought, Ruibo had countless ideas. Although some of them seemed unrelenting, Ruibo immediately gave up those thoughts, but most of them worked.

Rebow lay on the bed thinking, he wanted to clean up, this was the method Eckert taught him.

Before deciding to do something, think carefully about everything, and think about what you need to prepare and how to do it step by step.

The dark and silent room is indeed quite suitable for thinking.
To be continued...