Ezio rolled his face, showing a gentle smile. He knew who it was when he heard the voice.

"Filavia." He said, "Don't run too far."

A flower crown appeared behind the wooden barrel at the corner of the house, and a little girl stood up. She was wearing a white shirt and red dress with a light yellow pattern embroidered on the skirt. She smiled mischievously at her father, turned and ran into the shadow behind the corner of the house.

Ezio chuckled, turned his head, and looked at the vineyard again.

The smile disappeared from his face.

He saw two figures, talking, walking towards the gate of the vineyard. They all carried swords, wore weapons, and even wore armor.

"Filavia." Ezio turned and stopped his daughter.

"Father."

The little girl ran back again.

"Go inside."

"Father, what's the matter?"

"Don't ask, you go back first." Ezio looked at the figure disappearing in the vines of Qi Rengao: "I have something. Stay inside, don't come out."

Filavia didn't ask much, she lowered her eyes, lowered her head, and walked towards the house.

"Shao Yun?"

Zelin repeated the name of the assassin.

"Yes, Shao Yun."

The female assassin nodded, and the demon hunter noticed the assassin logo on her necklace.

The grapes on the side of the road have matured and hung plumply on the branches, waiting for someone to pick them.

"In the Far East, I know the name." Aneth said in surprise: "Their names are so strange. It's actually Ofeier here."

"What do you think?" Zelin raised his eyebrows.

"I thought it was teleportation that arrived somewhere in the south, and then told me it was Overhir."

"Your Excellency?" Shao Yun reminded.

"Nothing. You seem to have walked a long way to come here?" Zelin thought about the Demon Hunter in the Far East. He didn't know which demon hunters had such thoughts, crossing the desert, and establishing new colleges and castles on distant lands. He also didn’t know exactly what the demon hunters had become. The Flying Lion School escaped the disaster of the destruction of Kyle Morkhan, but he also lost contact with his colleagues on this land: "I didn’t expect it to How did you connect with each other in the distant land?"

"By boat. The boat is very fast. After more than two hundred days, I stopped in Egypt and took another boat from Alexandria. You can reach Venice in ten days."

Zelin has no idea about these place names, but like his world, water transportation is always the fastest way before everyone can ride a flying mount. The pace of human expansion has been along the river and the coast until it reaches the source of the river. To the blue mountains of the earth.

"Are these all places in the Far East?" Aneth asked curiously.

"Aneth." Zelin reminded: "Listen first, then ask."

"Oh."

The wind blowing from the distant hills rustled the green leaves of the trees and vines.

"Come here alone from a long distance, will there be people from other brotherhoods on the way to help?"

"I don't know." Shao Yun rubbed the corner of his eye. "It's my tutor who wants to see Master Ezio, he knows more than me." Her voice was very soft, as if to maintain this tone: "We left Guangzhou in secret, but...tracking Our people killed him in Venice."

"Someone is following you?"

Zelin frowned: "Who?"

"It's the running dog of Emperor Jiajing." Shao Yun raised her head, opposite the endless vineyard, located in a three-story country house, then she lowered her head again: "I was born as a concubine, but my mentor was in I rescued me when I was young. After the death of Emperor Zhengde, the Templars supported Emperor Jiajing and cleansed the Assassins. My mentor and I came to Italy and wanted to ask Master Ezio how to rescue the organization again. He has done it once, and every assassin knows his achievements."

Zelin thought about the situation when he just wanted to rebuild the academy.

At that time, he didn't want to deal with their kings, and the kings kept arguing with the warlocks. The warlocks also did not express much to the Demon Hunter Academy. Compared with a group of mutants holding swords and wandering in the countryside to discuss life, they were more concerned about how to make noble allies.

Then now, they have their current status and environment.

But they will never become the second sorcerer group, union and secret society.

No one would want to exterminate fishermen, but no king would like to be dictated by members of the Fishermen’s Association. Just like the Merchants and Merchants Association, the former is a profession, and the latter is competing with the emperor for power.

What he wants is to revive his career and find successors, not to push them to the peak of power.

Seeing Shao Yun reminded him of the time he had just met Ezio. Every place seems to have assassins, every place also seems to have Templars, but there is only one power, only one, a group of people can control him, rather than two groups of people sharing. Constantinople was once dominated by the Templars, and later became the headquarters of the Assassins. The Poggia family once dealt a heavy blow to the assassins, and Ezio finally revived the Roman Brotherhood. Today, the Brotherhood from the East has also encountered the same dilemma.

It is impossible for someone to hold power forever, and it is impossible to never have an opponent forever.

He suddenly thought of what Vesemir had said a few days ago.

Maybe this is enough, the academy, the apprentice, it is enough to do this, there is no need to continue to condense, and the rest should be let other demon hunters decide what they and their apprentices will do next.

"Just defeat the enemy." Aneth said suddenly: "When the enemy is defeated, the enemy will split from the inside. Because it can't take advantage from the outside, it will attack the weak colleagues inside, and then fall apart under external pressure."

"Did you think of it yourself?"

"No, Nathalis said it."

"Sounds good, but before applying, you must first consider whether the enemy you are facing is of this type. If your attack will make them more united, then the external pressure is best not to be that big, otherwise it will crush a hollow ball. Into a solid ball."

Zelin said casually, and suddenly he noticed a footprint on the ground.

"Wait."

A very subtle footprint appeared on the open space between the vines. The vines were planted neatly, leaving a gap between them to accommodate two people walking side by side. The footprints are very shallow. Usually, it is not easy to leave footprints on this kind of dry dirt road. This is like the outline left by pushing the ground hard, and it was not long ago.

After observing the ground, Zelin looked around, and finally raised his head to look at a pine tree on the edge of the vineyard.

"Ezio, it looks like you are good at it? Claudia also told me that you have completely retired this time."

The 2359th Chapter Tuscan Manor

"Welcome the fascinating guests, we must hide them a little bit."

Ezio held his back with one hand and patted Zelin on the shoulder: "Your body is still so strong, as if you were still a mercenary who had just arrived in Rome. Who is this, is it your daughter? "

"No, a young man who hopes to ask you some life experience." Zelin looked down at Aneth, who curtly bowed to Ezio very well: "My friend's daughter, but... .For some other reasons, she temporarily followed me."

"That's it."

Compared to before, Ezio looked significantly older. Perhaps it was the accumulated pressure of the past years, which was released after retirement. Before in Constantinople, his hair was still black with some white silk, but now it has completely turned white. The beard on the chin has also become white, and the wrinkles on the face are more conspicuous than ever. He was wearing a black robe, the hem of the robe hung over the black cloth boots. His arms were covered with a white shirt in a robe, a dark red lace was tied around his waist, and a dagger was still hung on it.

"I just came from Rome and Claudia took me to say hello to you."

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