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Volume One Chapter 393 Dark Guild

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    Chapter 393: The Dark Guild The air outside is much better. Although every land in the Inquisition exudes the smell of blood, places where you can see the sun are much better than caves.  "Boy, how are you? Did you find the answer you wanted?" Sada said to the fat man in an angry voice.  The fat man shook his head and told Sada the experience of meeting the maid.  After Sada lowered his head and thought for a moment, he said to the fat man: "The Dark Guild, that is the Assassin's Guild. As for the article, it is so clueless that it is impossible to guess. So" After taking a deep breath, Sada  He continued: "You have to find the answer yourself." "Assassin's Guild" Fatty muttered and nodded.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ The Assassin¡¯s Guild is located in a dark alley. Although it is in the capital of the Holy Empire of Rome, such a guild still maintains a low profile.  Looking at the deep alley, Fatty felt a little unsure.  What is the text the maid is talking about?  There is only one text, how can he find that person?  What's more, what if you find that person?  Could that person help him find out who was behind it?  Just after the fat man stepped into the alley, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the depths of the alley. Soon the fat man saw two people.  A businessman who is wearing Hua Yi, pearls, big abdomen, and old man, as well as an old man who looks like a housekeeper.  "Si Moyi, that Lengfeng is so ignorant. I offered you 300,000 gold coins, but he didn't accept it?" The businessman said angrily to the old man beside him.  Before the businessman finished speaking, the housekeeper hissed. After seeing the fat man, he smiled and quickly pulled the businessman forward.  The fat man¡¯s ears were very sensitive. Although the distance gradually became farther, he could still hear what the butler said.  "Master, keep your voice down. If Lengfeng hears it, it will be over. You must know that Lengfeng is the ace assassin of the Dark Guild." "Ace, ace hum" Turning to look at the two people in the distance, the fat man smiled slightly.  laugh.  Strength still represents everything, even money is still just a decoration in front of strength.  "I wonder what kind of person that Leng Feng is?" Fatty muttered softly, but immediately shook his head. Leng Feng had nothing to do with him. He was not looking for this ace killer.  A courtyard door appeared in Fatty's sight. It was a very ordinary courtyard door, no different from the courtyard doors of ordinary people's homes.  But there is a guild in just such a door.  And it¡¯s a bloody guild.  ¡°The Bloody Guild is the most appropriate name for the Assassin¡¯s Guild.  "Who is it?" A voice that didn't know where it came from rang in front of the door.  The voice seemed so close, yet so far away that one could never find its owner.  "A businessman." The fat man replied quietly.  "What business do you do?" the voice sounded again.  "Trading with one's life." After saying this, Fatty couldn't help but feel amused. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Still need to use secret codes to enter and exit the door. I am afraid that this is only the case for the Assassin¡¯s Guild.  The courtyard door slowly opened, revealing a winding road covered by a cloister.  A man walked out of the door and stood in front of the fat man.  This is a gentle young man who always has a slight smile on his face.  "Please follow me in." Following the young man, the fat man walked forward.  Sada once told Fatty that there are usually no people in the Dark Guild, except for a few receptionists, who are the employers who come to issue tasks.  The system of the Dark Guild is very special. Unlike other guilds, it does not require guild members to go to the guild location to pick up tasks. Instead, special codes are used or painted on the walls of the streets, or hidden in a secret corner.  Of course, only the members of the Dark Guild know whether it is a secret code or a special corner.  When a task is released, the members who see it will decide whether they want to take it depending on the difficulty of the task.  The members who pick it up do not need to report it, they just need to execute it.  In the Dark Guild, members are allowed to kill each other. Whether it is a conflict caused by a task or a personal feud, as long as the result is in line with any of the tasks released, then you can get the rewards you deserve.  This is the general system of the Assassin's Guild.  As the young man entered an ordinary house, a middle-aged man with a beard and a sharp mouth like a butler appeared in front of the fat man.?In sight.  The shopkeeper was writing something on the paper. It was a bunch of symbols that the fat man couldn't understand.  "What task do you want to release?" Seeing the fat man coming in, the middle-aged man raised his head and said with a slight smile.  "I want to find someone." The fat man said.  "Looking for someone?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed: "Who are you looking for?" "What are you looking for I don't know his name or his surname."  The fat man shrugged and said.  The middle-aged man's face turned ugly in an instant, but he was the receptionist in the Assassin's Guild after all. He suppressed his anger and said to the fat man: "This is the Dark Guild and does not provide services for finding people. Please leave.  "The fat man said helplessly: "I was asked to come to the Dark Guild to find someone named Wen. You should help me check." The middle-aged man dropped the pen in his hand, and then said grimly: "Come to the Dark Guild to issue a mission.  There are many people, but you are the first one to come here to cause trouble. You may have forgotten what the Dark Guild does." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, two people suddenly appeared next to the fat man. They were two people with daggers on their faces.  Assassin wearing a mask.  Looking at the two assassins, the fat man shook his head.  He had already sensed the presence of these two people the moment he entered the room. Although Fatty had not yet figured out the hiding methods of these two assassins, it would definitely be effortless to deal with them.  A good assassin may be able to kill a warrior or magician of a higher level than him, but if there is too big a difference between levels, then no matter how good and how stealthy the assassin is, he will not be able to kill the opponent, and even most of the time he will not be able to kill him.  Lost his life.  "I think we can talk." The fat man ignored the two people around him and said with a smile to the middle-aged man.  Looking at the fat man, the middle-aged man touched the beard under his chin.  Only then did he really start to look at the fat man in front of him.  Although they have not fought against each other, he can be sure that these two killers who are good in the Dark Guild may not even be able to block each other's moves.  The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the two assassins disappeared into the room, and then said to the fat man: "Sit down." "I think you know what this is." The fat man suddenly took out a bright silver badge with mutuality engraved on it.  Intertwined shields and swords.  Looking at the badge, the middle-aged man frowned and said, "I don't know why Lord Bright Knight is here?" "I said I came here to find someone. I only know that he is in the Dark Guild, and there is a word in his name.  "The fat man said.  "The knight should understand the responsibilities of the guild. Not to mention that it is impossible to search based on one word. Even if you know who this person is, as long as he is a member of the Dark Guild, it is impossible to tell you." The middle-aged man said.  Looking at the stubborn middle-aged man, the fat man suddenly laughed: "Tomorrow the Bright Knights will issue an arrest warrant. Someone assassinated a Bright Knight at night and left proof of being a member of the Dark Guild before escaping." Listen  Hearing the fat man's words, the middle-aged man's face became even more gloomy.  "So what?" the middle-aged man continued.  "This place will probably be surrounded tomorrow. Of course, this is secondary. The important thing is that the arrest warrant will last forever. As long as the assassin is not caught, the Dark Guild will have no chance of gaining a foothold in the imperial capital."  The fat man smiled like a cunning fox.  The middle-aged man's face became tense, but he relaxed after a while. He smiled and said, "I want to know if you have such great power? The Dark Guild is a regular guild." Looking at the middle-aged man's proud expression,  The fat man also smiled, and then his left hand touched the space ring on his right hand.  A piece of white paper with a portrait of an angel on the white top appeared in the fat man's left hand. In order to let the middle-aged man see it clearly, the fat man moved forward a few points.  There was nothing written on the white paper, but at the end it was stamped with the seal of the leader of the Knights of Light.  "You" After carefully identifying the last seal, a word suddenly popped out of the middle-aged man's mouth.  "What am I?" The fat man paused and continued: "Are you trying to say that I am shameless? Okay, I admit that I am shameless, but now you should make a decision." The middle-aged man looked at the fat man's face.  His eyes flickered, but he soon calmed down, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.  "Can you kill me? There are six people in the room plus the roof. They are no match for me." The fat man continued: "If you want to destroy this piece of paper, then please feel free, I can take it out  You can get the second chapter from the first one." The fat man looked a little shameless and looked atThere was obviously a rogue tone in the young man's eyes.  The middle-aged man didn¡¯t know what to do at this time. After looking at the fat man for a while, he gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a decision. But at this moment, a voice suddenly rang in the room.  "Moka, please step back. Let me take care of the rest." Hearing this voice, the fat man and the middle-aged man were stunned at the same time, and then the middle-aged man exited the room.  For a moment, Fatty's perception could no longer find anyone, but the voice rang again: "It's me you are looking for." A middle-aged man with a lean body and scars all over his body appeared in front of Fatty.  in sight.  "Who are you?" The fat man looked at the killer who seemed to come out of the air in surprise.  This middle-aged man with black hair and one eye covered by a black eyepatch gave him a biting chill.  Although the middle-aged man did not show any signs of murder, the fat man felt as if he was in danger at any time.  "Wenda. The only person in the Dark Guild with words in his name. Others call me Lengfeng." Wenda sat down and said.  "You are Wen" The fat man blinked his eyes and suddenly asked: "Are you from the Heretic Knights?" "Yes," Wen Da said.  Listening to Wenda's words, the fat man couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was so bold, considering that this was the seat of the Holy See.  "Don't be surprised, not many people know my name. Except for my partners, everyone else is already dead." Wenda looked at the fat man.  The fat man suddenly trembled all over, and then said: "It was a girl with freckles on her face who asked me to come to you." "It's Pell? Where is Pell now?" Wenda suddenly became excited.  "Per? I don't know if she is the Per you mentioned, but the girl with freckles on her face is in prison now." The fat man said.  "Prison?" Upon hearing these three words, Wenda's body suddenly trembled slightly.  As an ace assassin, he definitely has the ability to control his emotions, but now this assassin is getting excited.  Through judgment, Fatty learned that Pell definitely had an unusual relationship with Wenda.  But he is an assassin after all, and he returned to his calm mood in the blink of an eye.  "What do you want?" The fat man said what he had said to Pell again.  "Oh?" Wenda muttered softly, but then he waved his hand at Fatty: "You go." Fatty never expected such a result. He originally hoped to find the answer from Wenda, but it seemed  Wenda didn't intend to give him an answer at all.  "Don't you think there is a black hand behind this that is attacking the Heretic Knights and the Bright Knights respectively?" Fatty asked Wenda.  "So what?" Wenda asked the fat man.  Wenda¡¯s words stopped the fat man and asked, yes, so what?  The Heretic Knights and the Knights of Light are ancient enemies. Even if there is no black hand behind the scenes, the relationship between the two parties will never improve.  No, that¡¯s not right. Just when Fatty asked himself, a series of pictures suddenly flashed through his mind.  Being able to use the technology of the ancient goblins and plotting against the Heretic Knights and the Knights of Light at the same time, what is the purpose of this black hand?  The fat man's expression suddenly became serious: "Although the Heretic Knights and the Bright Knights are old enemies, that is because of different beliefs. I think as an assassin, you should understand better than me what the appearance of this black hand means.  "What are you doing?" "It doesn't matter," Wenda said.  "It doesn't matter? Are you willing to be controlled by the Heretic Knights?" The fat man asked.  After taking a look at Fatty, Wenda suddenly said: "Pell is everything to me. Now that Pell is gone, whether others are alive or dead has nothing to do with me." Wenda's words made Fatty sound very emotional.  The awkwardness is no longer there. It is obvious that Pell is still imprisoned in a penal prison.  "Per" The fat man was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wenda.  "No one can escape from the God's Punishment Prison. Even my teacher, the best assassin in the Silver Moon Continent thirty years ago, was imprisoned at the bottom" Wenda's tone was a little gloomy.  Looking at this ace assassin, Fatty suddenly felt that he didn't look like an assassin at all.  The assassin should be fearless, but the middle-aged man in front of him was afraid. No, not fear, but despair.  Thinking of this, the fat man suddenly blinked his eyesEyes, what would happen if he were Wenda?  He has personally been to the Divine Punishment Prison. Even if he was afraid, he would not be able to pass through the door on the second floor, not to mention there are so many masters guarding it.  But do you just give up like that?  "What would you do if I could rescue Pell?" The fat man suddenly said to Wenda.  Wenda raised his head and glanced at the fat man with a frown. When he saw the fat man's firm eyes, he said, "If you can rescue Pell, then I will help you." The fat man left,  Wenda looked at the fat man's retreating figure and suddenly said softly: "If someone can rescue people from there, the God's Punishment Prison will no longer be the God's Punishment Prison."  Walking on the street, the fat man looked blankly  around.  He didn't have the slightest plan to rescue Pell.  If Sada hadn't been with him last time, I believe it would have been impossible for him to even get close, let alone go deep into the second level to save people.  For Wenda, Fatty only made empty promises, but in fact that was all he could do.  If he hadn't said that, maybe he would never have been able to find out what the truth was behind the scenes.  After thinking about it, Fatty realized that he could only go to one person, and only Uncle Sada could help him.  "Boy, if you want to die, then jump off the Holy See Hill. I guarantee that the pain you will endure will be much less than if you were caught." Sada shouted at the fat man.  The fat man smiled bitterly and looked at Xiuwen not far away.  Xiuwen, who was leaning against the wall, shrugged at the fat man and then looked out the window.  This time, even editing the article was powerless.  "Uncle, please help me think of a way. If the truth is not revealed, more people will die." The fat man said to Sada with dignity.  "More people? Damn, everyone who can be a hero in this world is already dead. If you want to be a hero, I won't stop you, just hand you over to Moxi." Sada's saliva flew everywhere.  stand up.  Looking at Sada, the fat man felt helpless, but he could only rely on the warden of the first prison.  "Hey, uncle, um you also know that if I don't find the mastermind behind the scenes, I will be assassinated next time. This time I am alive because of Captain Felice, so next time, there will be no Felice.  Captain Liss or the head of the group did not arrive in time" The fat man pretended to be pitiful.  "It would be much better to die like that than die in the God's Punishment Prison." Sada said directly.  The fat man looked at Sada with a crying face. At this time, the fat man was at his wits' end.  If Sada didn't help, he had no hope of rescuing Pell.  Just when the fat man was being beaten into despair by Sada, Sada suddenly said: "Boy, usually prisoners who enter the God's Punishment Prison will be tried and executed by the warden, but this time, I don't know why, that bitch  The trial was conducted by Cang Lie."  More to come, address
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