Hundreds of years ago, not long after the founding of the country, when the "wisdom prime minister" Halva Karabiyan proposed that the capital should be imitated in the style of the triumphal capital, the capital of two generations of empires, as early as possible.
When the sewer network was being dug under the unfortified Everstar City, the old King Tormund I thought about it for a whole day before starting this great project that made the six wealthy families complain a lot at that time and was praised by his subjects in later generations.
Tormund has only one condition: the underground of the Fuxing Palace, which is under construction, is a restricted area for the sewer network.
Perhaps many generations of kings will be pleased with Thomond's conditions, because only in the era of John I, the crisscrossing sewers underground in the royal capital have become the most convenient and fastest means of commuting and hiding in the illegal underground world of the kingdom -
—Each of the Royal Capital Guards and the Chief of the Security Department are unable to do anything about this.
In the darkness, two men in tight clothes silently fell down the sewer.
There wasn't even a splash of water.
The two stood up slowly, their position and field of view just enough to cover each other's blind spots.
The question is, can they really see clearly in the total darkness?
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The sound of applause came from the darkness deeper in the sewer.
The two men looked at each other and turned to the direction where the applause came from.
“It’s so bold for a skilled artist!”
Common language with a Far Eastern accent came from the deep darkness: "They are indeed the most famous Sariton brothers! They have sneaked into the most central area of the Iron Bat Society, and they have not noticed it until now!"
The figure of a third man appeared from the darkness. He was wearing an oriental robe that was rare in the Western Continent. His applause seemed to be rhythmic, and his voice was high-pitched and soft.
The three of them faced off for several seconds.
"I have seen your portrait." One of the men said coldly:
"You are Teng, the eunuch with the palm seal of Suye Royal Court."
"It's the former eunuch with the palm seal." Teng let out a strange and sharp laugh and corrected the man's statement:
"I lost my job three years ago."
Teng was secretly vigilant in his heart: in the dark, he relied on his "mind's eye" ability to move freely, but the other party actually saw his appearance clearly as if it were daylight.
"I heard that the newly enthroned Yao King Chenxin," the man's expression could not be seen in the darkness, but his voice was particularly clear and chilling, "has offered you a sky-high reward, but you can only escape to the Western Continent for shelter.
In the Shadow Shield."
The brother beside him, cherishing words like gold, repeated the key point of the former: "Sky-high price!"
Teng's pupils shrank.
Damn assassin.
"Sichen, I'm so sorry." Teng first showed a sad expression and said something that the Sariton brothers couldn't understand. Then he immediately turned into a smile: "Letting a woman rule in Suye - this is a sign of the destruction of the country.
, if you take my head and travel across the ocean, only to find that Suye is already a sea of fire, who will you look for to collect the reward?"
"Stop talking nonsense," the man who spoke first said coldly: "The Shadow Shield lit up the covenant and invited us here. Where is the Shadow Master himself?"
Teng smiled a particularly friendly smile.
He clasped his hands together, raised them in front of his chest, nodded slightly to the two of them, and performed a Far Eastern salute.
"No talent at all," Teng raised his head and said word by word with rhetoric with Far Eastern characteristics: "He is the Shadow Shield, the contemporary film master."
His words made both men frown deeply.
silence.
The two men quickly and silently exchanged looks of shock and solemnity.
After a while, the man who spoke first said coldly: "The Shadow Shield changed its owner again. When did it happen?"
"The night before yesterday." Teng answered patiently.
The Sarriton brothers were silent for a while.
So, the most terrifying killer organization since the End War is in the hands of this newcomer from the Far East?
"Wuyiwei raised your sure-kill level to 'Zi'," the man who spoke first said slowly, "It seems there is a reason."
Upon hearing the words "Wuyiwei", Teng carefully concealed the hatred and anger in his eyes.
"Oh, Commander Lin really thinks highly of me - it's a pity that he will never be able to marry the woman he loves," Teng sighed with seeming regret:
"It seems that I have to correspondingly raise Yao King's sure-kill level to 's' in the Shield of Shadows."
Teng was discussing the important figures in power in the Suye Dynasty nonchalantly, but the two men in front of him didn't seem to have even the slightest interest in them.
"Why choose Yongxing City?" The man who spoke first asked: "Xingchen and Suye are allies. King Yao has not been on the throne for a long time, and Eddie II and Morat will be happy to capture you as a gift for her enthronement.
"
Really sharp, he directly asked the key to the matter.
Teng snorted slightly:
"Believe me, the Kingdom of Stars will soon be overwhelmed with care for itself."
Teng smiled sinisterly and said: "Of course, Morat's lackeys have very good noses, so we should pay attention to what we should pay attention to. Moreover, for some reason, the relationship between the Blood Bottle Gang and us is very bad..."
"So I had no choice but to give in to you two and meet me underground."
The two men understood the meaning of Teng's words, looked at each other, and exchanged countless messages in an instant.
"Sure enough, you won't be at ease wherever you go," the man who spoke first snorted: "You harmed the country and the people in the Eastern Continent, and you want to fan the flames when you come to the Western Continent."
"Excessive praise," Teng chuckled:
"Excuse me, are you Great Sarriton or Little Sarriton?"
"Bananet." The man who spoke first said.
Teng let out another long laugh: "Oh, so you are the famous 'Locust Blade'! Then the other one must be Great Sariton, 'Blood Ode' Lordan? Your previous actions in the Principality of Norton...
…”
"You know what, you nonsense hermaphrodite," Little Sariton, Baranette interrupted him unceremoniously: "We really want to chop off your head in exchange for the bounty."
Teng paused for a moment.
The great Sarriton, Lordan, who cherished words like gold, coldly took over his brother's words: "Let's get to the point."
Teng's expression turned slightly cold at first, and then immediately changed to a smile: "Shadow Shield, I want to cooperate with your family on a big business."
Little Sarriton shook his head and rejected:
"You occupy the vast majority of the market and customers, while we specialize in taking on the cold and difficult big business - this is after losing both sides, the 28th generation Sariton and the third generation Shadow Master, in front of the statue of Mingye,
The "Assassin's Covenant" established cannot be violated."
Great Sariton added silently: "Shadow_and_blade,_none_crosses_the_boundary."
Teng laughed happily: "We Far Easterners don't believe in God, let alone the dark night that has disappeared for countless years!"
He lowered his head and said slyly: "And today, since the 73rd generation movie master is from the Far East, the Assassin's Covenant might as well be flexible."
"Far Easterners?" Little Sarriton sneered disdainfully: "In the era of the ancient empire, you were just slaves."
Teng's eyes turned cold and he said in a low voice: "But the empire has never conquered the Far East. No matter how many sieges it has experienced, the Holy City of Qilin still stands - the only people the ancient empire could relegate to slavery were prisoners of war."
"That's enough." Great Sarriton interrupted the two of them: "If there's nothing else, I'll see you later."
"Wait!" Teng shouted to the two brothers who were about to leave.
Teng sighed deeply.
"The Sariton family originates from the line of 'spellbreakers' who were battle mages in the Alchemy Tower before the Empire era."
His voice spread melodiously in the sewers, as if he was vividly telling a long-standing story to the students.
The Sarriton brothers changed color at the same time!
Feeling the drastic changes in the two brothers' expressions with his heart, Teng chuckled:
"More than a thousand years ago, although the Far East was repeatedly invaded and ravaged by ancient empires and suffered terribly, if there is any advantage, it is that although the dynasties of the Far East have rotated, the civilization has never been interrupted. In the Suye Dynasty alone, the rise and fall of the Chen family
There are a lot of ancient historical records...such as the details of the Surriton family."
"So?" Little Sarriton said coldly: "Are you going to crush us with books?"
Teng nodded gently in his heart: It seems that he has grasped the key point.
He stepped forward slowly:
"During the Empire era, you were known as the 'Mage Nightmare' and the 'Assassins who are not afraid of magic'. You were one of the few assassin families that could break through the layers of defense of the court mages and hit the target directly. That's why you have the ferocity of the 'Flower of Assassins'.
name."
Teng took two more steps, "tsk tsk" twice, as if he was admiring: "You were once so famous that those who heard it were shuddered, and those who heard it were shocked. You even took over business across the continent: the famous Chenxi Dynasty
'Aijun' will die by your sword."
"What is your ethnic language?" Teng scratched his head, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right!"
"When magic falls, death will come. (death_calls_when_magic_falls.)"
But then he seemed to have thought of something bad, shook his head, frowned deeply, his face showed pain, and the conversation changed accordingly:
"What a pity... disaster has occurred."
Little Sarriton clenched his fist lightly.
"The three magic towers were destroyed one after another, the mages were scattered, and the inheritance was cut off."
Teng shook his head and said as he strolled:
"After the End War, magic was strictly prohibited. After just a few decades, when the last mage died under strict guard, magic was completely extinct."
Great Sariton's pupils began to shrink slowly.
Teng continued to sigh: "From now on, there will no longer be mages among the guests of the nobles, magic will no longer be included in the basic courses of the royal family, the number of mages in the army will disappear, and the big shots will no longer have magic as a prerequisite.
, effective anti-assassination and anti-hidden means."
"As a result, the difficulty of assassination has been greatly reduced, and the conditions for assassins have been greatly reduced. Even those who are not familiar with magic can successfully assassinate if they are caught by surprise."
Great Sariton frowned slightly.
"So since the end of the war, assassins of all kinds have emerged in endlessly. Even the most amateurs dare to become assassins as long as they don't want their lives and have a knife in their hands. Oh - our Shadow Shield is also composed of
This rise has captured most of the assassination business."
Little Sariton took a deep breath and looked at his brother. However, the older Sariton did not respond and just stared at Teng.
"Poor Sarriton family, there are more of us and other assassins of all kinds, and the business they can take is getting less and less. Anyway, the mages are gone. If you can assassinate the target at a low cost, why should you pay a high price?
Where’s the Assassin-for-Hire Flower?”
Teng turned around and smiled playfully:
"That's right. When the dragons disappear, what's the use of the dragon-slaying technique?"
The faces of the Sarriton brothers became increasingly ugly.
"It's a pity that over hundreds of years, Sarriton has gradually become neglected and no one cares about it."
"The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the skills are getting worse and worse."
Teng sighed, with a look of compassion on his face: "No wonder, without business, there is no money... and without money, there is no inheritance."
"So the once glorious flower of assassins has now become an assassin of this generation who can still hold a sword," Teng raised his eyes and looked at Lordan and Bananet:
"You two are the only ones left."
Teng chuckled lightly and shook his head: "A family of two people, tsk tsk."
The Sarriton brothers didn't respond for a long time.
But Teng knew that he had achieved his goal.
"I wonder how long Yixian Kunzhong can still hold the sword at his age? Ten years? Twenty years? Thirty years?" Teng used the title with Far Eastern characteristics and shook his head: "When I look back at the history books and read the first dynasty, one generation
The rise and fall of the family is always a source of emotion."
Teng's eyes showed a mysterious color: "There is a lot of fun, but when it comes to the end, the scenery is infinite, but the sunset has already arrived. How can this not make people sigh with regret?"
There was a long silence.
"You don't need to talk about the inheritance of the Sarriton family."
Little Sariton, Bananet couldn't hold back and spoke decisively, with a little anger in his voice: "Every generation of us has the most outstanding assassin seeds, and they can bloom into the most dazzling assassins in the future.
flower."
Bananet clenched his fists tightly, his eyes burning like fire.
Sarriton will not die in our generation.
Absolutely not.
absolute.
Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Lordan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Of course, since Yixian Kunzhong is so outstanding, I believe that your next generation will also be the most dazzling flower of assassins."
Teng smiled and nodded: "Your 'Spell Breaker' skills are no longer needed, but when it comes to the sword skills used in assassinations, they are still the strongest in the world. That's why our "Assassin's Covenant" will let you be responsible for the most high-end swordsmanship.
Big business."
"But," Teng's words changed and his tone was strange:
"If buyers don't like to read history books as much as I do, and don't know the reputation of Sarriton, how can they come to us?"
Little Sarriton breathed out softly, but Big Sarriton remained motionless.
Teng Yi patted his head, turned around and said:
"So, I was thinking."
"A world-famous assassination..."
"An unprecedented move..."
"An action that shocked the world..."
Little Sarriton's breathing gradually became heavier, and Big Sarriton's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
Teng slowly approached, his words full of confusion:
"Would it add to Sarriton's world-famous reputation..."
"Would the Assassin's Flower's majestic reputation shock the world?"
Teng laughed:
"It's time to remind those buyers in the world who have been complacent for too long because of the extinction of magic, and have lost their foresight."
The assassin brothers' eyes were fixed on him.
Teng clapped his hands gently, his eyes filled with deep thoughts: "Who is the best assassin in history? The most terrifying killer?"
"The most important thing is to remind them," Teng's eyes flashed, his tone was solemn, and he gave the assassin brothers in front of him the last dose of strong medicine:
"The oldest assassin family with the longest history, the most profound heritage, and the most terrifying assassin family in the world..."
"Not only is it not extinct yet."
"And it will rise again."
"Prosperity is as good as ever."
Brother Sarriton's breathing became erratic.
Teng Song looked serious and smiled:
"Presumably by then, the Sarriton family's business will be bustling with customers, right?"
He raised his eyes and looked at the brother in front of him.
silence.
A longer silence than ever.
During this long silence, Lordan and Baanette looked at each other countless times and exchanged countless messages.
Until finally, the two brothers finally looked away.
Little Sarriton turned to Teng who looked expectant.
With Sariton's thousand-year dignity and the hope of resurrection, "Locust Blade" takes a step forward.
"It better be a good business."
Baanette said coldly.
Teng exhaled a breath of relief from his nose, as if he had just inhaled the most wonderful aroma in the world.
He then laughed heartily and the applause continued:
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
"I promise, with my life, it will definitely be a big business like never before!"
In the eyes of the Sarriton brothers, Teng, who had had enough of laughing, slowly spread his hands, with a fierce look in his eyes: