In the late autumn night, the sky is high and foggy, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the cold moonlight spreads across the entire land.
At this time, the walls surrounding the small village of Nisei were almost completed.
The three-meter-high double-layer brick wall wraps up the entire small village of Nisei, leaving only a large gap at the front and back.
That's the entrance and exit.
Two carpenters and a group of apprentices in the small village of Nisei spent most of their time building walls and doors after making wooden molds for briquettes last night.
The wall and door must be thick and high, and the outer layer must be covered with iron sheets. This is a lot of work.
Outside the four walls, there is a bare wilderness.
There are wooden piles on the ground.
This place was originally a forest, but since the invention of the wood saw, the tall trees outside the wall have been brutally attacked.
In the days before coal was discovered, this forest continuously provided power for the development of the small village of Nisei.
It was also during this period that an open-pit coal mine was mined, the need for trees was reduced to a minimum, and the bare wilderness did not expand.
But even so, outside the wall of the small village of Nisei, there is an open space hundreds of meters long.
Unobstructed view!
If there is a large-scale enemy attack, the villagers of Nisei Village will be able to detect it immediately and have enough time to react.
But if the number of enemies is not large, then it will be difficult to take precautions.
After all, the members of the escort team are limited, and the boundary line of the new village of Nisei has become long. If the enemy is agile, it will not be easy to detect the enemy's traces.
For example, there are three scarlet-hand killers hiding in the bushes at the edge of the forest, looking at the small village of Nisei with eyes like cold stars.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's incredible. I remember not long ago, this was just a run-down village, right? In just a short time, a town will be built... Is it any wonder that the illegitimate son of Grand Duke Odyssey VII has the courage to stay here?" said the speaker.
This killer was dressed in gorgeous aristocratic tight-fitting clothes, and his face was smeared with thick gouache. He was as pale as a dead man's face. His voice was soft and bitter, with a chill in it.
Hanging from his waist was a long, thin sword.
"Yes, Sir Seraphim. According to our information, this place was just a small village three months ago. After he came, in just three months, it was almost built into a town. The city of Patras
He has always regarded this place as his forbidden area. These actions of the illegitimate son of Odysseus VII are irritating the owner of Patras City, so the owner has always disliked him. If he died tonight
, among those who can celebrate, there must be the master of Patras City."
Answer: This Seraphim is a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He has an ordinary figure, ordinary clothes, and an ordinary tone of voice. The weapon cross key on his waist also looks ordinary. In short, he is a very ordinary person.
People, people who don't leave a lasting impression.
"Some people are always so annoying! Wherever they go, there are people who want them dead. I don't know why?" the feminine killer Seraphim said with emotion.
"That's why our business is prosperous!" The person who said this was another killer, but he was an impressive man. He had a childlike baby face and was only as tall as an adult.
Half, holding a round iron rod in his hand.
"Hehehehe..." Seraphim smiled sinisterly, "Let's go. If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, let us send him into eternal sleep!"
Seraphim was very confident, and the other two killers didn't find anything strange either.
A big knight, plus two knights, such an assassination combination, even if it kills Scarlet Hand No. 12, there is no need to worry about the trump card of William No. 13.
Just a little baron! They all thought so.
The Seraphim walked leisurely in the front, while the other two killers tried their best to follow behind. They could only hear the roar of the wind. In just four or five seconds, the distance of hundreds of meters was easily covered, and the three killers were
Came to an unguarded wall.
Due to a lack of manpower, only two gaps in the wall were guarded by members of the escort team.
The three-meter-high wall is a natural hazard for many enemies.
But this does not include three killers who are beyond ordinary people.
They bent their legs and pushed on the ground, and the person bounced straight up. They easily touched the edge of the wall. With a little more force, the person came to the middle of the wall. They jumped down again and landed silently. The three of them
I quietly entered the small village of Nisei.
The time spent in between is not even a second.
After standing upright again, the three killers ran directly to the center of the small village of Nisei without any delay. If their information was correct, their target would be at the original meeting place in the center of the village.
However, this was information from two months ago, and the three killers could only hope that their target was someone with whom they had an old relationship, and not to change the address randomly, otherwise it would be very troublesome to find him.
Yes, they just find it troublesome, rather than worrying about failing to achieve their goals.
Most people in the small village of Nisei were already asleep late at night.
Compared with the hustle and bustle during the day, the small village of Nisei is particularly deserted and lonely late at night.
The three killers easily evaded the night guard members and soon arrived in front of a mud house in the center of the village.
There was dim light coming from inside the earthen house, and candles were burning inside.
In this era, people still light candles in the middle of the night, but ordinary people do not have such luxury.
The three killers confirmed with their eyes that he was the person they were looking for.
The seraphim stopped sneaking around and stood in front of the earthen house. She straightened her somewhat messy clothes, then put a decent smile on her face and knocked gently on the door.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
"Who? Come in." William's voice came from inside the earthen house.
Seraphim smiled proudly upon hearing this, opened the door, and walked in.
The two killers followed him silently. They were already accustomed to their boss's strange habits.
William was standing in front of a table, which was filled with "corpse remains" of various animals and plants. William was wearing leather armor, with a cloth bag tied to his left waist, and a cross sword hanging from his right waist.
Seeing several killers, William was not surprised at all. Instead, he looked at them calmly, "Welcome to my territory as a guest. Strange guests, why don't you introduce yourselves?"
As soon as the ordinary-faced killer and the baby-faced killer entered the earthen house, they quietly occupied the checkpoint position while secretly observing the scene in the earthen house.
Only the leader of the seraphim, who was frank and straightforward, without so many little tricks, came to William with a decent but indifferent smile on his face, and performed an aristocratic courtesy to William.
"For our late night visit, please forgive our presumption, Baron Decas!"
"It seems that you are well prepared! Let me guess who you are?" William's eyes fell on the scarlet glove on their right hand playfully.
"Scarlet Hand?" Although it was a question, William used an affirmative tone.
"Yes." Seraphim said with a smile.
"To be honest, you don't feel like a killer to me, but like a guest!" William chuckled, "If you are really a guest, I will welcome you very much, and the entire Dickas territory will welcome you.
"
"It's a pity that we have always been a group of annoying guests." Seraphim's voice was soft and chilly. He changed the subject and said, "I have always believed that death is beautiful! It is artistic! It is decent! I have always believed that death is beautiful! It is artistic! It is decent!
I think it is my duty to look for the beauty of death for each of my guests!"
"Oh! Do all your guests agree with your idea?" William asked with interest.
"There are always many ignorant people in the world!" Seraphim said regretfully.
"Indeed!" William nodded in agreement.
Seraphim looked very excited after hearing this, feeling as if he had met a close friend. He showed his eight white teeth and said with a smile, "You are such an interesting person, why couldn't I have met you earlier?"
"I can be killed by you sooner, right?" William asked hehe.
"Hahaha..." Seraphim opened her small mouth and smiled implicitly, "Baron Dickas, I will regret for a long time if I kill you. So, after killing you, I will peel off your skin and put it on
On my armor, every late autumn night from now on, we can communicate for a long time!"
"I allow you to choose the way of death!" Seraphim said magnanimously.
"I hope to know who sent you to kill me? The Scarlet Hand sent two groups of people in succession, and the person behind them really hates me to the core!" William's heart moved and he asked calmly.
"Dear Baron Dickas, you are so wise, can you guess?" Seraphim said with a smile.
"Viscount Grien of Patras?"
"Why do you doubt him?"
"After I came to this land, I realized that the influence of Viscount Green was everywhere. If I disappeared, I believe that Viscount Green in Pat City would be very happy." William said.
The Seraphim looked like a cat playing with a mouse, neither admitting nor denying.
William tried to see something in his eyes, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything, not even eye droppings.
William's mind turned and he asked tentatively, "Is it the one from Seer City? That one really holds a grudge. I was expelled from the city and he still won't let me go?"
After all, William has hatred in this world, and there are only two people with energy.
One is Viscount Green.
One is the one in Sayer City.
Apart from the two of them, William really couldn't think of anyone who would spend so much money to hire a killer to kill him!
"Is it him?" Seraphim said nothing, and William could only ask again.
The Seraphim looked playfully, "Scarlet Hand never discloses the identity of its employer. Baron Dickas, sometimes regret is also a kind of beauty! Life is not perfect, regret will make people nostalgic, think, and remember.
Living will make people..."
Seraphim's eyes were blurry, as if he was remembering some distant memory, and he sighed, like a tired traveler on the road of life.
"Will you?"
Accompanying William's roar was a lightning-like sword light!
"It's a waste of my time to act with you for so long!"