Twenty miles to the south outside the city, there is a somewhat simple aristocratic manor. In a reception room of the manor mansion, several prominent people are gathering together to discuss something.
"Is the news reliable?" A short-haired man with an exquisite mustache asked in a deep voice from a luxurious armchair facing the door in the reception room.
"Reliable, that mouse is the most well-informed in the city, otherwise I wouldn't have come to tell you." The answer was a young man wearing coarse clothes, but judging from his demeanor, it was obvious that he was not a low-class person.
"The spy we planted next door also confirmed the news. Judging from the characteristics and combat capabilities, it cannot be anyone else but her. The most important thing is that her weapons are exactly the missing 'darkness' and 'light'." Sitting
The burly man on the other side of the young man added.
"Then what is the identity of the other person?" The mustache leaned back and leaned on the backrest, tapping the armrest of the chair with his index finger.
"Sir, we can't find this." A thin man wrapped in a cloak replied. His voice sounded very strange, as if there was air leakage in his throat.
"Can't find it? Is there anything else that can't be found in your intelligence network?" The mustache raised his voice, seeming a little dissatisfied.
"Sorry, sir, we really know nothing about that person. Except that he is very rich, a professional high priest, and may be a young lady, we can't get any other information." The thin man leaned down and explained the reason.
"Which family has girls, which family's girl belongs to the high priest, and which family's girls like to find excitement. These should be easy to know. Do you still need me to teach you the elimination method?" The mustache stopped tapping the armrest.
, staring straight at the cloaked man.
"Sir, with all due respect, there are more than a hundred families in our kingdom that have the daughter of a high priest. It is impossible to exclude them with this little information." The man in the cloak stood up, but his voice remained the same.
Very peaceful.
"Having her follow him like a follower means that the person must be very strong. Can't he be screened out even with such conditions?" The mustached man sat up straight and asked.
"Sir, this judgment is too rash. It has been so long, and we have no way of knowing what she was thinking. She followed him like a follower, maybe just because that person is very rich."
"I don't think she would come to a big city like this for money, unless she doesn't want to die." The mustache showed a disdainful expression, seeming to be very disdainful of the cloaked man's views.
"Sir, she is a swordsman. If she wants to run away, the city guards cannot stop her," the burly man said.
"What a joke! Do I need to rely on the city guards to catch her?" Bazi raised his head and cast a contemptuous look at the big man.
"Sir, it's precisely because she didn't know we were here that she came here for money and other reasons. There are no high-level bounty hunters here, so she won't have any concerns." The cloaked man spoke again and explained himself
reasons for judgment.
Hearing this, Mustache was silent for a moment, then rolled his eyes: "Let's discuss the plan to hunt her."
Ignoring the gazes of his men, the mustached man changed the subject very abruptly.
"Sir, they want to find excitement by doing dirty work. This is a perfect opportunity for us. If the news is revealed to the Knights and the Mercenary Guild, we don't even need to take action." The young man in coarse cloth bowed.
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"No, she must be killed by me myself! And since we are attacking bandits, killing her is justifiable!" The mustached man suddenly stood up and clenched his fists tightly.
"Sir, they accepted the commission from next door. If our people come forward, I'm afraid it will affect the stability of the situation." Seeing that his boss wanted to be emotional, the burly man quickly reminded him.
Hearing this, Mustache Hu suddenly calmed down a lot. He sat back on the chair and slowly said: "Then we will also find some people who do dirty work, and we must capture her alive. If she is allowed to die among adventurers or
The mercenaries are giving her too much, this is definitely not okay!"
After a slight pause, he continued: "Our target is only her, don't worry about the other person. If it hinders us, just kill that person. No matter whose eldest lady she is, if she goes to do dirty work, she is a criminal.
Killing is a matter of course. As for the people next door, try not to conflict with them. We don’t want their prey. Let the workers explain their purpose, and they will definitely make it easier for us. We are all smart people, and I believe the people next door will not fight for one.
Strangers turned against us."
"Sir, I'm afraid it will cost a lot to find an opponent of the same level as her." The man in coarse cloth looked at his master, seeming to be worried about funding.
"Money is not an issue. I will be happy to spend any amount of money to kill her!"
"I understand." The coarse man stood up and saluted.
The mustache nodded, and then looked at the burly man: "You and a team of people take 'that' as a backup. If the hired person fails and lets her escape, you go and stop her."
Hearing this, the big man showed a surprised expression: "Sir, do you mean 'that'? Do you really want to use that thing against her?"
The mustache nodded: "Yes, I haven't been able to find her in the past few years, but she suddenly came to my door. This must be an opportunity given to me by God for revenge. I must not fail. I am willing to pay such efforts for success.
cost."
The big man remained silent, then leaned forward and saluted.
The mustache turned to the cloaked man again: "Go figure out their specific action plan. If it doesn't work, you can also buy it directly from the next door... Also, ventilate the next door first to avoid trouble later... But be smart.
, if the neighbor wants to protect them, then we must not reveal our thoughts! Although this is basically impossible."
"Yes, sir, don't worry, I will definitely handle it for you." The cloaked man also stood up and saluted.
"Go ahead, the sooner the better."
The three people left the reception room, leaving only the mustached person in the room.
"Brother, I can finally avenge you."
The mustache looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself.
After a while, he left the mansion and quickly walked to a hidden corner of the manor, where there was an inconspicuous small stone house. He walked into the house and closed the door, then moved a candlestick, accompanied by a rumbling sound,
A passage leading underground appeared on the floor of the house.
The passage is not completely dark - there are many candlesticks placed at equal intervals on the wall, and the flickering candlelight illuminates the passage, and the candles on the candlesticks are all newly replaced.
When the mustache walked into the passage, the stone slabs above it closed automatically. From the outside, it was impossible to tell what was there.
Deep in the passage, several people in black robes were already waiting there with candles. Seeing the arrival of the mustache, the people in black robes leaned over to salute him.
"Can my blood really control 'that' thing?" the mustache asked the man in black.
"If you donate enough blood," a man in black replied with an eerie voice.
"...You won't let me finish draining the blood, will you?" The mustache's voice sounded very uncertain.
"The more blood you have, the stronger your control will be. But of course no one will control you after you die, so please don't be too greedy."
"...I understand, then get ready to start." The mustached man clenched his fists and nodded to the man in black robe.
"Then please come with me, sir."
Under the leadership of the man in black robe, the mustache quickly disappeared at the fork in the passage. A gust of cold wind blew by, and the candles on the wall were extinguished one by one.
The passage fell into endless darkness.
When I woke up today, I saw that my score had been cut off for 2 days.
Therefore, there is no point in continuously updating. If others don’t update, others will chase after them.