The first thousand three hundred and forty-nine chapters guess
Seeing Gasein being pulled out, the assassin here was stunned. He had confirmed that Gasein had expired before, but now Gasein's condition is obviously very good. What is going on?
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The first thing the assassin thought of was a substitute. Some nobles would also use shadow dancers to do dangerous things, but he quickly ruled out this. The Garsain he killed first was obviously not
Shadow Dancer, the strength of the other Saint-level person is real. Would any Saint-level person be someone else's Shadow Dancer? And the one in front of me is obviously real, because when Garsain saw him, the other party had already
He released the aura from his body, and even if he was injured, he could clearly feel it. It was obviously a saint-level aura.
But no matter what, this is impossible. Even if Gasein was really not dead before and was just beaten to death by himself, his injuries must be worse than his own. He has not recovered yet. Gasein's
The situation... nothing happened? Is this possible?
"That's him." At this time, Garsain was of course sure that the person in front of him was the assassin who assassinated him, and said directly, "Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me?"
"Huh... no need to say anything." Although the assassin here was still very shocked, the situation now forced him to calm down a little. If the two saints in front of him were normal, he would try to see if he could get rid of them, but
With my current physical condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape, let alone fight.
Both Linton and Garsain also understood that it was obvious that this person was not the mastermind, but just a professional killer. The focus of this matter was not on him, but on what was going on behind him. I had said before that I could afford to hire a saint.
As far as they know, there is only one organization of top killers, namely the Black Hand Guild. But the problem is that the relationship between the Black Hand Guild and Linton is actually good now, so they have no need and are unlikely to cause trouble to Linton.
"You are the Jorden Sword Master, right?" Gasein here said suddenly. It was obvious that Gasein and the others had discussed the identity of the assassin when Linton was looking for someone, and Gasein also got the name of Jorden Sword Master. "At least you are too.
Is it really okay for a swordsman who left a great name in history to die here in disgrace as an assassin?"
Seeing that the other party was determined to fight to the death, Garsain also tried to persuade him. Of course, after reaching the Saint level, money and power were obviously not what the other party wanted, so he could only break through in name.
"Qiao Deen Sword Master?" The killer here suddenly laughed strangely, "Is it really a long time since I heard this name?"
"you……"
"I'm sorry, your guess is wrong." Before Garsain could continue to speak, the assassin here said, "I am not the Sword Master Jordan, that old guy, died a long time ago. And I, very
It just so happens that he is an unknown person."
"Are you...really not Sword Master Jorden?" Gaseon couldn't tell for a moment whether the other party's statement about being dead was true or a reference. After all, it might mean that after the duel that year, Sword Master Jorden felt that his past self was gone.
It means dead or something like that.
"What you see in front of you is just an insignificant third son from a small family." The assassin said, "Even if I tell you my name, you will never hear it."
Judging from the other party's statement, it may not be the Sword Master Qiao Deen they guessed, but the other party should know the Sword Master Qiao Deen? Garsain thought for a while and said: "How is this possible? You are a saint-level person. How is it possible for such a genius?
Will it remain unknown?"
"Do you know that being the third son of a noble family and having such strength is really a good thing?" The assassin sighed and said.
Having said this, Linton and Garserne basically understood what the assassin meant. It was obvious that the man in front of them had experienced a plot similar to family betrayal. The head of the family, as the official heir, was jealous of his abilities and excluded him.
.Such plots are not uncommon, it can be said that they occur everywhere. This is because the inheritance law of this continent has this shortcoming. The heir can inherit everything, while others have nothing. Although this is to ensure the family's
It is necessary to maintain the strength of the family by not dispersing the strength, but it is really unfair to those family members who do not have the right to inherit.
"What family do you come from?" Garsain asked.
"My family? That's not important anymore. After all, this family has disappeared for more than ten years. You guessed it right, it was me who did it." The assassin said with a strange smile.
"Now that you have taken revenge, you still have to work hard for the organization behind you?" Linton asked, "For what? It was the organization behind you that improved your strength or avenged you, and then you gave them to you in order to repay your favor.
Working hard?"
"..." The assassin here did not answer this time. It was obvious that he was willing to talk about his own affairs, but he was not prepared to reveal a word about the forces behind him.
"Can I tell you that you have some ambition? You are considered a genius if you can reach the Saint level, and you can even defeat Garsain." Linton said, "It's not worth dying here like this. The organization behind you
Is it true that they have helped you so much? Your ability to rise to the Saint level is your own talent, right? Without their help, you wouldn’t be able to achieve your goals?"
Linton said and pointed at himself: "Look at me, my previous situation was similar to yours. The fourth son of the family has been pushed to a small border village to retire, but I haven't relied on my talents to fight back.
, now I directly marry the queen..."
"So...he didn't come to find you?" Halfway through Linton's words, the killer here suddenly asked.
"Huh? Who is he?" Linton was suddenly stunned when he heard this.
"..." The killer here didn't answer either. He looked like he regretted saying more.
"Wait a minute..." Linton suddenly had an idea, "Are you saying that the organization behind you has a standard for recruiting people into the group, that is... born into a noble family, but are they excluded or excluded from the family?
The traitorous people without inheritance, using their hatred for the family...etc..."
Halfway through his words, Linton suddenly froze. Yes, it was just analysis at first, but suddenly he thought of what happened before. There seemed to be an organization behind his body, but the memory was not inherited, and Linton didn't.
I know the specific situation very well, but now that I am talking about it, I suddenly seem to have some connection.
If you guessed correctly, could the organization behind my body be the organization behind the assassin in front of me? Indeed, my identity is that of a person who has been ostracized by the family and has no inheritance rights and hates the family, so the assassin before felt that he was in line with the organization.
Selection criteria. Maybe someone has really approached me before?
In this way, is it really him who sent people to assassinate members of the family? Then if there is nothing wrong with his guess, it seems reasonable for the organization to send people to cause trouble for him again this time, because... in
The organization seems to have completely betrayed them. Because he didn't know that there was another organization behind him, and he had never contacted him. Then when others saw it, he promised to help you avenge the assassination of people in the family when he joined.
It's almost over, and you're turning your back on me? This is an inappropriate betrayal.
"It really helps me get out of trouble." Linton held up his forehead. The troubles caused by cheating on his father's identity had nothing to do with him, but it seemed that he couldn't get rid of the blame. Linton looked at it.
Look at Gasein next to him. If his guess is correct, then Gasein's father also contacted and organized the assassination on his own? This is a headache. Seeing Gasein like this, he is still quite concerned about his father's death. You know
He is his father-killing enemy, so how should he explain that he has nothing to do with it?
"And he didn't even spare his own father. He is really a filial son." Linton couldn't help but say. Although he could indeed guess that his predecessor had suffered many injustices in the family, he directly hired a killer to kill his old man.
Dad also chopped Linton, but I still can’t accept it.
"What did you say?" Garsain next to him looked at Linton strangely, because Linton suddenly started to fall into a daze in the middle of saying this and muttered to himself for a long time. This was quite strange.
"I'm just a little surprised. I didn't expect that there is such an organization on the mainland." Linton said, "And it seems that this organization is probably operating within our empire. Am I right?"
"..." The assassin said nothing again, obviously not planning to say anything about the organization anymore.
"You'd better speak quickly..." Garsain here said and was about to go up, but was directly stopped by Linton next to him.
"Forget it, judging from his appearance, it's probably impossible to ask him anything," Linton said.
Gaseon looked at the expressions of the assassins here and didn't refute. Yes, he could see it too. This guy was a dead man. He probably said a few more words before because Linton and the others happened to mention his pain.
, he would say something about himself, but now, it looks like he won’t say anything more.
Torture to extract a confession is probably of no use to this guy. Not to mention that this guy is a saint, both physically and mentally. He is far superior to ordinary people. The bigger problem is... It seems that no one has ever forced a confession from a saint.
Well, in what way? Fighting? There is no other way.
"In memory of your great master, commit suicide." Linton said suddenly.
"Huh?" Garsain was stunned for a moment and looked at Linton strangely.
"What's wrong?" Linton asked.
"It's nothing...I always feel that you are suddenly a little more generous today..." Gaseon asked.
"I'm usually very cautious or something?" Linton asked.
"Isn't it?" Garsain asked.
"Then what do you think we should do? I'll hand it over to you for torture?" Linton said.
Of course, there was nothing Gasain could do. To be honest, it would be a waste of time to torture the assassin. However, it was indeed strange that Linton gave up so quickly. He was usually not a good person.