Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"So this is a big deal, Mary?" Alvin was a little hesitant. To him, this was just an ordinary day, not something worth celebrating.

Seeing Alvin's reaction, she was surprisingly angry and stood up and shouted at Alvin:

"Of course it's important!"

Do you know what this means to me?

“Isn’t this a day worth celebrating?”

Since the day I first saw you.

"Maybe this doesn't matter to you, but it's different for us!"

Why did you appear in my world without permission?

"Okay, okay, I get it. This is an important day, right?"

Alvin, who was hugging her, rolled his eyes where she couldn't see, and couldn't help but sigh that women were hard to deal with. This set of COBOMs reminded him of what the director of the orphanage said to him when he was a child.

"Alan, remember, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."

"But Dean, aren't you also a beautiful woman? Could you lie?" Young Alan opened his big eyes, blinked, and looked at the young dean with anticipation, trying to get the answer from those eyes.

The dean was speechless for a moment.

He gently stroked Mary's trembling body and comforted the girl in his arms. At the same time, he lamented about his actions. His behavior reminded her of a comic book. He had long forgotten the specific content, but he remembered one sentence in particular.

"I'm just your rented girlfriend!"

The rented girlfriend and the two people who should not have any intersection are actually completely identical to some extent.

"So, the idea of ​​a bond is really annoying."

Alvin repeated this in his heart, as if he wanted to remember it firmly, nail it firmly in his mind and never, ever forget it.

"Alvin, you are such a scumbag."

But the fact is that even if Mary had not done what she did today, someone would have stood up and told everyone about this.

"François the cunning one."

On a summer night, when the sixth chapter of the night sounded, everything was ready, waiting for the protagonist to enter.

"Don't you ever think about who took you flying in the first place?"

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, and hugged each other tightly.

"How long are you going to keep them in suspense? Almost everyone here can see it."

"What does almost mean, Voltaire?"

"But you know my situation... it's impossible. It's my mistake, man."

"But I see you're having fun and enjoying the process."

"It was a mistake, man."

"It's time to give an explanation. It won't be good for anyone if it's dragged on."

"I will."

"I hope so."

The two men were communicating quickly while hugging each other. Few people present could tell whether they were communicating with each other, but some things could no longer be concealed.

"I think this is a difficult choice for you. Good luck to you." He heard such words countless times in these few minutes, and he had to answer accordingly.

After everything was over, everyone went about their respective duties, some grilled meat, some mixed drinks, and Alvin, the protagonist, came to Amadeus, who had just stopped to rest, and leaned against the black piano.

"How did you find the time to sneak out? By the way, do you have enough supplies of health supplements?"

"Look who that is."

He looked in the direction Amadeus pointed and saw Her Majesty the Queen and the Queen of Politicians baking their best desserts.

"Is it a bit surprising?" The musician stood up from his seat and leaned side by side with the magician, looking at the hard-working figure. No one could have imagined that the cake maker was actually the hostess of this country.

"It's really unexpected." Alvin was greatly surprised that Queen Marie would make desserts herself. His impression of Marie Antoinette was like this:

Cake Queen

Four-star Rider and Caster

The first shoe cult leader of Chaldea

I can't draw the card

"As children of the Habsburgs, they were required to be proficient in everything during their education, but I was still surprised that this was the course that Mary took most seriously."

"This time, she accepted the invitation and dragged me along, but I didn't expect the protagonist would be you..."

Having said this, Amadeus examined Alvin beside him.

"Yeah, it has some of my style back then."

"I'm not that cowardly, Amadeus."

"It is very immoral to expose someone's past, Alvin. So you don't have any thoughts about Ms. Roland?"

"You know what, Amadeus."

"What I regret most is getting involved with her."

His eyes were always on Mary. At this moment, she didn't look like the beautiful queen in her prime, but just an ordinary girl.

"At first, I treated her as a tool in my hands, but I don't know when the situation changed."

"I am destined to move on, but she can't, so she has to stay here."

Because human nature is limited. Alvin is afraid of what will happen if he takes her away and this era is cut off.

By then, will the girl in front of me still be the same girl?

"This was a story destined to be tragic from the beginning, and the author of the story..."

"It's me."

Amadeus remained silent, not knowing how to answer. His own situation was so similar to his, but he ultimately helped himself fulfill that illusory fantasy.

But now, when he is in trouble, what should I do? What can I do?

What's the use of a guy who can only conduct and compose music at this time?

"Then at least finish this story. Even if the plot is a mess and the logic doesn't make sense, please give it an ending. Even if it's a bad ending."

"Hey - what are you two doing? You're the only ones missing!" Several people waved at the other end, motioning the two dazed guys to come over.

"As the protagonist, please give a speech. After all, it is fate that brings us together." Voltaire urged Alvin to say a few words. He could not refuse, so he picked up the cocktail on the table and raised it.

“The most important thing in our lives is the people under this sky, right here, right now, right beside us.”

"Cherr."

PS1: Angel descends to GRF, uses R to start a team fight with TQL!

PS2: I suggest that Sword should join the Turkish league. CVMAX never deceives me.

PS3: Coin Gorriz tutorial, The Shy Angel tutorial, needless to say who they are for.

PS4: 2200 has successfully become a unit of measurement. So 4396 is really high.

PS5: Comfortable and sleep.

Chapter 69 From Assassins to Templars (Part )

"How has this year been?"

"It was a pleasure, thank you."

The red wine was served in shiny high-heeled glasses, which swayed in the hands, and the sound of glasses clinking could be heard. In the aisle away from the main stage, an old man and a young man raised their high-heeled glasses and clinked them together.

"How much do you know about me, no, about us, traveler?"

"All, sir."

"Really?" He looked at the white moonlight hanging in the sky, embedded in the blue sky. There were no stars, everything was so hazy, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on the aisle.

For some reason, the small villa opposite, which used to be brightly lit, was now without a single light and as silent as death.

"By the way, Voltaire told you about me, right?" As if he had thought of something inadvertently, he looked at his wine glass in the moonlight with a reminiscent look.

"Indeed, but he didn't say the most important thing. According to him, these most important contents must be..."

"——The person involved must tell the story himself, right?"

As if he had anticipated something, he interrupted the conversation and then told the second half of the story.

"Forty years ago, I joined the Brotherhood with the help of Liam O'Brien when I was desperate. During that time, I devoted myself to the Brotherhood and the Creed, but I always doubted the cause of the Assassins in my heart, and I was also puzzled by the motives of the so-called mortal enemy, the Templars. In my opinion, there is some ambiguity in both, just like the front and back of a gold coin."

"I once complained to him, Liam, but he didn't take it seriously. Maybe it was because he was the first student of the Assassin Mentor. I should have known it earlier..."

"I soon discovered that I was not one of them. Conflicts began to occur constantly, starting with a small verbal dispute and evolving into a physical fight. And the target was not just one person. But at that time, I didn't feel anything and was still feeling proud of myself for a small sailing warship."

"But it didn't matter at the time. After all, the Brotherhood was united at the time and tracked down and obtained two First Civilization artifacts - the Precursor Box and the Voynich Manuscript."

"The battle in Virginia was quickly won, but unfortunately the box and the manuscript were moved prematurely, and in the end only Lawrence Washington, the president's half brother, was killed."

"Of course, this was just a small episode. A few months later, I got the box and then the manuscript. But when I killed that guy, he warned me, but I didn't take it seriously at the time. I thought it was nothing. And compared to this lingering guy, I was more happy to meet Benjamin Franklin."

"After obtaining the two artifacts, Hope and I went to Guillotines under the name of Johnson to seek Franklin's help to activate them. After finding the lightning rods needed for the experimental device, a three-dimensional projection of the world appeared. The location of the First Civilization Temple in Lisbon, Portugal was marked on it. I was then sent to Lisbon by the Brotherhood to find and bring back the Fragment of Eden."

There was no more crimson liquid in his glass, but he had no intention of stopping. Alvin did not interrupt him. After all, compared with the game, the information that could be obtained from the person involved would be more valued.

"I arrived in Lisbon, Portugal from North America in winter. It was Halloween. While the clergy of the Carmo Monastery in the heart of Lisbon were celebrating mass, I opened the mechanism of the underground entrance to the Lisbon Temple."

“Then, the world changed.”

As he said this, a look of self-blame appeared on his face. He still regretted the natural disaster that he had accidentally caused.

"The Piece of Eden was a star-shaped object with eight shining points. It was suspended on a pedestal, slowly rotating. But when I took it down, it instantly turned to ashes, and a massive earthquake that shook the entire city began."

"After returning to Davenport, I went straight to question the guy, but was stopped. Do you know who was among them? My brother and my master."

"I decided to leave the Brotherhood completely. After getting the manuscript, I found that I was hit. I was facing the encirclement of the entire Brotherhood, my brother Liam, my master Hope, and the most unqualified assassin mentor. Where can I go in this situation?"

"And yet you survived and are here to tell the story."

"Yes, I was lucky. I was rescued from jumping into the sea and met the right person at the right time. French Colonel Monroe appeared in front of me. He helped me recapture the Moringen and disrupted the conspiracy to use poison gas to carry out indiscriminate attacks. Correspondingly, I also have the qualifications to become a qualified candidate for the Knights Templar."

"Although it was only a year, it was the happiest time of my life." A smile appeared on Shay's bearded face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Monroe is dead, the murderer is Liam O'Brien, and the person who attempted the gas attack was Hope Jensen. The people who helped me in the past are now against me."

"I joined the Templars, using Monroe's Knight's Ring as a recommendation, under the auspices of Haytham Kenway, the Grand Master who had an equally tragic fate."

"I began to hunt down my former companions in the Brotherhood, starting with Kesegowaase, Adéwalé, Hope Johnson, and Vérendrye. One by one, the members of the Brotherhood fell to me, and the last one was Liam O'Brien."

When he talked about Hope, his face looked a little unnatural. Perhaps Shay, who was once an assassin, had a crush on her. Alvin remembered the name of a certain sequence.

Sequence 06. Memory 02: Kiss of Steel

"But I softened my heart. I persuaded Haytham to let Achilles go. He broke Achilles' tibia and chose to let him die. When everything here was over, I left New York and the Appalachians to find the whereabouts of the box."

"It took 17 years from the time I left North America to the time I got the news and went to Paris. I went to the West Indies, my native Ireland, Florence, Italy, and Masyaf. When I started studying the First Civilization and trying to understand the origin of the feud between the Assassins and the Knights for so many years, I got the news from Haytham."

"The assassin's son wanted to take me to King Louis XVI of France to apply for canonization, and also asked me to get the box from Charles Dorian. This was an easy victory for me, but I lied to him."

"He didn't have a box on him. This is my overview of him. After Haytham learned the news, he cursed and boarded the ship to that land again."

"—and then never came back."

"I received a letter from Charles, and it only had one sentence."

He didn't realize it until it was too late, and was murdered by his own son. He dedicated his life to this dream, the dream we all share.

In the same moonlit place, they were enjoying the delicious food prepared to celebrate Alvin, while the protagonist was listening to the owner of the house telling his story that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

"[Hassan of Silence] Ah, is this family a suspect?"

In response to Hassan the Cursed Man's question, she shook her head, indicating that there was nothing wrong with this family.

"It's just a story of past glory told by my elders."

"Really? Then let's take a look at the next target. I have a feeling that the guy who killed my clone is nearby."

The three Hassans just left the real murderer in front of them and put him into the group of unrelated persons.