I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

The new crown prince candidate was killed. This incident, which was enough to break the sky, caused a stir in the sky in an instant. Although the news was blocked in time, it was still known by the entire government and the opposition.

The prince and the prince became suspicious of each other, and their respective supportive forces also began to clash openly and secretly, and the situation instantly entered a state of absolute tension.

The next day, night.

At the same time, Leif appeared in the study again.

"Your Excellency Leif is really a good idea. It seems that we can indeed conspire for a great cause together." Ornest praised, with a more respectful attitude.

Leif put on a smirk again, and responded with a little humility: "It's just a small matter, nothing to brag about."

Then, Rafe reached out and shook hands with Ornest, and the two sides formally reached a cooperative alliance.

"Your Majesty Leif, I will trouble you to take action on the remaining princes, and I can handle the rest."

"Just call me Professor Leif. Don't look at me as a devil, but I have been engaged in research work for a long time before."

Leif is the only demon god who has descended so far, but he believes that more demon gods will follow soon.

Because in the Xingyue community in the distant Hakoniwa world, with the help of the magical power of the realm gate, the idle King Solomon is watching the picture projected on the mirror in front of him with great interest, just like watching a movie .

Holding a plate of strawberry cake, King Solomon sighed faintly.

"Liangshan City and the Revolutionary Army each have heroic spirits, so the empire can't be too weak. It just so happens that my demon gods want to fight with you again, so it's up to you."

Chapter 348 The Secret Meeting of the Assassin Order

Just as King Solomon was feeling emotional, a burst of footsteps came from far and near.

King Solomon immediately waved his hand to disperse the image in the mirror, and ate the strawberry cake he was holding in three mouthfuls. Just as he disposed of the plate in his hand with the space transfer spell, someone stepped in from outside the door.

King Solomon turned his head and saw an orange-haired young man in a white coat.

"Getia, thank you for your replacement."

Romani Akiman, who just walked in the door, greeted him and couldn't help yawning a few times when he spoke. He looked like an office worker who walked into the office with sleepiness in the morning.

A bright and soft golden light flashed, and Romani Akiman changed back to the leather case of the Magic King. Ten sparkling rings were placed on his hands in an orderly manner. It also became dark, like a non-chief.

"Where, this is what I should do, Wang."

Getia stood up while speaking, and at the same time, his appearance also changed, returning from King Solomon's appearance to his own posture.

Obviously, this is not the first time Getia and King Solomon have done this, and Getia is also happy to take the place of the king who wants to fish.

"Wang, if you are really tired, go back and rest. I will take over here."

"Then how can I do it? This is my job, so how can I bother you to take care of it?"

As he said that, King Solomon sat down on the chair Gaetia was sitting on before, he was completely relieved of sleepiness, and entered a state of serious work.

"Before this king came to work, nothing should have happened, right?"

Standing next to King Solomon, Getia roughly reported what happened in the morning, but he didn't say that he threw everyone into the same world on his own initiative, let alone that he connived at the Demon God Pillar under his command to run away. Make trouble and become a villain BOSS.

After listening, King Solomon nodded flatly.

Although he regretted that he didn't catch up with the vacation, but the work of being in charge of the realm gate was not onerous, so he didn't have any resentment.

"I already know the matter, Gaetia, go to rest first, and come back to change shifts after twelve hours."

After Gaetia left, King Solomon looked at the mirror in front of him, waved his hand and started projecting images of other worlds with the power of the Realm Gate, took out a bag of popcorn from his pocket, and muttered to himself.

"It's better to continue with the last time. The world that Abe Jingming and Ashiya Michimitsu were sent to by the King of Heroes is really interesting. I remember it is called the grandson of the slippery ghost, right?"

"Abe Jingming killed the person with the same name in the local world in a fit of anger, but now he is being chased by the fox all over the world to recognize his son..."

Just when King Solomon started to watch the movie, the Hassans who killed the imperial assassination troops also arrived at Liangshan City from a long distance.

Because they were carrying more than 100 children, it took Hassan almost seven days to travel.

Otherwise, if they just go on the road by themselves, it is estimated that they can run there in two days, and the heroic spirits are much faster than the horse-drawn carriage at full speed.

Liangshan City lives in a temple on the mountainside.

Under the leadership of the shadow lantern, Manju, Tranquility, Baimao, and Kuangxinzi appeared in the hall of the temple, and they all bowed down to the burly figure standing in the hall.

"The first-generation lord, the second-generation old man in the mountains, Shadow Lantern Hassan, and the four younger generations are ordered to report here."

"Seven days, you shouldn't move so slowly. On the way, what happened?"

The mountain old man who closed his eyes and meditated opened his eyes, and the heavy voice without any emotion echoed in the temple, making Hassan's hearts tremble uncontrollably.

"Back to the first generation of adults, I happened to run into the assassination troops of the empire on the way here."

"They are recruiting well-qualified orphans from all over the country to prepare to be trained as a new batch of killers. After I assassinate these people, I will take over these children. I also seized a sword-shaped Teigu."

Shadow Lantern told the story without any concealment, and handed in 'One Cut, One Kill Murasame'.

This Teigu may be a rare treasure for human beings, but in the eyes of Hassan and others, it is not as good as the treasure they own, so naturally they will not have the slightest nostalgia and greed.

"Imperial assassination force? How strong is it?" the old man of the mountain asked curiously.

"It's quite capable, but it's still a chicken and a dog in front of me and Assassin, which is not worth mentioning." Shadow Lantern responded.

The man on the mountain immediately lost interest in getting to know more about it, and besides, the imperial assassination force had already been maimed by the Shadow Lantern Hassans.

In the eyes of the old man on the mountain, a guy who can't even beat the incompetent juniors Hassan, so why is he in the eyes of his king Hassan?

The man of the mountain immediately thought of another question when he shifted his attention.

"Where are those children now?"

"Reporting to the first generation of adults, I temporarily placed the child in the mountain behind the city."

"What do you plan to do with these children? Should they be handed over to Liangshan City for adoption, or do you have other plans?"

"Returning to the first-generation adults, these children were originally selected as killers, so I am going to train them and try to select the No. 20 generation of old men in the mountains."

Shadow Lantern Hassan has obviously thought about it all the way, even the detailed training plan has already been drafted, as long as the old man of the mountain nods in agreement, then he will start to arrange it immediately.

The Mountain Man didn't think there was anything wrong with Hassan's proposal. Anyway, that's what the Assassin faction did before. Every year, they would go down the mountain to collect a group of homeless orphans and take them back to train them as congregants.

"It's not so easy to become an old man in the mountains. You should still remember the selection criteria. Although I hope that a new generation of Hassan will be born, I don't want the successor to be an incompetent person."

"Otherwise, after I go to pick up the leader of the new Hassan, then it will be your turn to wait. I will not interfere with the selection process of the No. 20 generation Hassan, but you must do what you want. understand?"

The man of the mountain said, he turned around and glanced at Hassan. The blue ghost fire was burning on the skull mask. His cold words seemed to cool the air, making everyone tremble.

Looking at the pitch-black sword in the hands of the old man on the mountain, Curse Wrist and the others felt a chill in their necks, knowing that Wang Hassan didn't mean to be half joking, and if the newly selected old man from the mountain dissatisfied him, it would definitely be do as promised.

"I understand that everything will be done according to the orders of the first generation of adults." Hassan replied in unison.

After beating the Hassans, the Old Man of the Mountain restrained himself, believing that under the threat of the great sword warning, these children would definitely be trained as qualified Assassins.

"Now that you understand, let's go. Your training ground is in the mountains, and I will visit it in my spare time."

Chapter 349 Chelsea

At night, the moon is bright and the breeze is clear.

Empire, the prefect's mansion in Northeast County.

In this majestic building, a neat line of soldiers patrolled in an orderly manner, and the light and dark guards protected the mansion very tightly. The prefect who spared his life obviously spent a lot of energy for his own safety.

As a corrupt official in the fish and meat town who often extorted money and extorted money on weekdays, the prefect of Northeast County was very confident, knowing that many people hated him, and many people wanted his life.

Especially, when there are rebellions in the north and south of the empire, it is even more dangerous.

Let's not talk about whether there will be some heroes, benevolent knights who sneaked into the mansion on a dark and stormy night to rid him of violence and make him safe.

Maybe before that, the untouchables under his rule who have been exploited by him for most of their lives will rise up, kill the prefect, sacrifice the flag, and then revolt and announce their response to Liangshan City.

Therefore, in order to prevent his several hundred catties of fat from being chopped up and fed to dogs by the mob, the prefect of Northeast County has always controlled the army under his command extremely strictly, and he is not stingy with the generals and soldiers who are loyal to him.

In addition, the prefect also spent a huge amount of money to hire masters from Huangquan Temple to act as bodyguards.

Three years as the county magistrate, one hundred thousand snowflake silver.

As a high-ranking and corrupt prefect, he has money in his hands.

If you can use this money to guarantee your life, as long as you are not a fool like a miser, you should know how to make a choice.

In the prefect's mansion where the buildings are connected, a black shadow fled like lightning, running fast on the uneven houses as if walking on the ground, without attracting the slightest attention from the patrolling guards below.

The cold moonlight poured down, making the black shadow reveal the true face of Mount Lu.

It was a black cat, a solid black cat.

Jintong Heiren, petite and light.

Apart from being very clean, this black cat is not much different from other wild cats. It looks like a stray cat that can be seen everywhere.

The black cat seemed to be very familiar with the terrain in the prefect's mansion, and it ran in one direction without stopping. Its pure black fur blended into the night, as if it had been covered with night clothes that were easy to move.

Passing through pavilions and pavilions, and climbing over layers of walls, the black cat gradually approached its destination, a dormitory guarded by guards.

The black cat jumped off the roof, jumped into the bushes and made a slight noise, and before it could continue moving forward, a low-pitched shout sounded suddenly.

"Who?"

A tall and burly figure flashed to the bushes. The muscular man had two scars on his face, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't look like a good person.

"Meow~"

The black cat screamed softly and jumped out like an arrow from the string, as if it was frightened by someone who came, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Tch, it turned out to be a cat, which made me worry for nothing."

The burly man figured out the cause of the noise, relaxed his tense body, and left the bush cursing.

Watching the man walk away, the black cat, which was peeping in the dark, panted in relief, raised its paw and patted its chest very humanely, as if calming down its violent heartbeat.

"It's so dangerous, so fortunately, I didn't doubt me. The effect of this Teigu is amazing..." Chelsea thought to herself.

After confirming that the man had not returned, Chelsea, who had turned into a black cat, took another small step.

Turning around the house, the house with closed doors and windows was tightly guarded. Four guards stood at the front and back doors, and there were guards on each balcony. There were also Huangquan Temple masters like the man with the scarred face in the dark. .

As far as the current battle is concerned, even if the imperial assassination troops come, there is probably no good way, so Hassan and the others can come in without saying a word.

The black cat stopped and squatted in the dark, looking a little frustrated, but she didn't want to give up the plan to assassinate the prefect so easily. She scanned the house in front of her with wandering eyes, trying to find some loopholes that could be borrowed.

Perhaps because of her extraordinary talent, Chelsea, who was looking at the roof, suddenly thought of something.

The black cat climbed up a lush tree two or three times, jumped from the extended branch to the roof, and its petite body got into the chimney of the fireplace and disappeared.

In the night, a ghostly blue flame flickered and appeared, floating in the air like a will-o'-the-wisp.

A pale white skull mask emerged from the passing flames, with icy blue eyes staring at the mouth of the chimney thoughtfully.

Two or three seconds later, the underworld fire dissipated without a trace.

Although the prefect has ordered people to build the chimney narrow with bricks and stones, so narrow that a six-year-old child cannot get in, but there is still a huge room for a cat to move around.

"Cough cough cough..."

A black cat dressed in black and gray came out of the fireplace, looking quite embarrassed, shaking its body vigorously, and scattered the black and ash residue on the carpet.

"It's really dirty, I have to finish my work quickly and go back to take a shower, my mother, I will never drill the chimney next time!"

Chelsea talked to herself to relieve her nervousness, and carefully observed the surrounding environment to confirm that her infiltration had not been discovered.

As a maid who has been in the prefect's mansion for more than a year, although Chelsea is not familiar with the layout of the guards, she knows the way inside the house very well, and she also knows which room the prefect sleeps in.

Leaving the empty living room, Chelsea ran up the stairs, leaving a plum blossom-shaped black cat paw print on the ground.

Although the prefect is timid and spares his life, he is also a guy who wants to enjoy himself. He doesn't want his every move to be monitored and restricted, so the mode of vigilance and defense is naturally tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

Therefore, there are not too many guards in the house, only a master from Huangquan Temple sitting in front of the door of the prefect's room.

"This is how to do ah……"

Chelsea looked at the master in front of the door, but couldn't find any way to sneak into the room, and she was very anxious.

Just as Chelsea was looking around to find a way, a trace of faint fire flashed behind the head of the master of Huangquan Temple, and the master who remained vigilant was hit and knocked out before he noticed anything unusual.

Chelsea didn't notice this change, she only saw that the master who was still a dragon and a tiger suddenly fell asleep with his neck tilted for no reason, and even the closed door behind him was pushed open by the wind. gap.

"What's going on here? Forget it, the opportunity is rare, maybe God thinks this prefect deserves to die."

Chelsea muttered to herself, feeling as if she was being helped by a god, she dodged into the room without hesitation, but she didn't notice that the door behind her was closed lightly after she entered.

After doing all this, the old man of the mountain hid himself deeply and stood in the eunuch's bedroom, watching the black cat quietly, as if waiting for her next move.