Jaquin has had two crashes in the past.

The first time was when his whole family was killed and cornered, when it was raining heavily, he curled up under a big tree to take shelter from the rain, and the thunder rumbled, and the rain was howling, and the rain that overflowed the soles of his feet kept rising.

The second time was when he was trained in the snake cave in the Black and White Courtyard, Jia Kun was afraid of snakes, and the faceless monk threw him into the snake cave.

After Jaqun became a Faceless One, he was fortunate to have the third collapse of his life. POLYVIER Knight of Clegane.

He couldn't sleep, but Polivier had slept soundly.

The snoring sounded in Jaquin's ears and held him in an ambiguous position.

Jaquin has more than a hundred ways to kill Bolliver, even murder, albeit at the cost of killing the name Jacquin Hegar and the face.

But Arya didn't give him that name.

The Faceless One will not take a person's life for no reason, because the Grim Reaper will not take a person's life for no reason, and anything that seems to be accidental has its inherent inevitability.

Bolliver bald.

The light cast from the window fell on his bald head, emitting a faint glow.

This guy is obsessed with human organs, and Jia Kun thinks it should be a disease.

Polivier's heat squirted right down his neck, ticklishing, but Jaquin didn't try to get rid of it.

Because he had already tried so many times, Polivier would only draw closer to him.

Sure, he could, but he knew it was best not to do that, Polivier's sensitivity was beyond Jacun's knowledge. This guy is a warrior by nature, and he will wake up immediately at any unusual move, as if there is another one he has been awake all along.

Paranoid people always seem to be geniuses in one way.

The only thing that comforts Jaquin is that Polliver is a reasonable man!

He liked Jakun's half-red, half-white hair, his eyes, nose and mouth, ears and face, and his dexterous hands, but he always spoke softly and did not show any inclination to use violence.

Of course, Jaqun liked his use of violence.

Other soldiers would be terrified if Polliver had taken a fancy to a 'beautiful' organ, and Polivior's direct gaze would cause the soldiers to immediately turn to their superiors for help. But Jaqun felt more helpless.

Polivier is actually a very reasonable man, and he hopes to convince Jaqun to voluntarily donate an organ from his body. Who would gladly give an eye to Polivier?

It's neurotic.

Of course, Polivier also knew that his request was a little impersonal, and he ended up begging Jaquin's hair, he said, hair is not a head, and the head can't grow if it is cut, but hair can.

Jaqun may love his one-of-a-kind hairstyle, but in fact his red-and-white hair isn't rendered, it's real. He could fool Erin, but he couldn't fool an organ genius like Polivier.

Because Polivier was a knight and his surname was Clegane, Jaquin was somewhat taboo.

No matter how excessive Polliver's words and actions were, Jaquin always behaved like a true aristocrat, polite and elegant. Refuse without losing affinity.

This gave Polliver the illusion that he would get what he wanted with just a little more effort. Polivier patiently followed Jacqueen. He's taller, stronger and more powerful than Jacqueen, just as stupid as Erin. If Jaqun had drawn his sword, Erin and Bolliver would have died.

In the sword competition on the city wall, Jakun did not show real swordsmanship, he only needed one stab, and Erin died.

It was too fast for Erin to react.

Kill with one hit!

It's just that Jakun, who believes in the god of a thousand faces and the god of death, can't draw his sword and stab.

Jaqun slept until dawn with his eyes open.

Polivior's ambiguous posture with long hands and feet haunted him, and no one could stand it, and he would be frightened by it, and he would have reported it to the prefect and drove Polivier away. But Jia Kun, who was broken in his heart, did not change his face and did not beat his heart, even if he was helpless, he was calm and smiled elegantly.

It was also because Polivier could not threaten Jaqun's life, Jaqun felt completely different from the other soldiers, he didn't have any fear, he just felt bad, so he didn't even think to ask the commander for help. Polivier pesters a certain soldier, and the commander comes forward, and it only takes a word from the magic mountain to solve the matter perfectly.

*

Morning, after morning training.

Restaurant.

Jaqun sat at the long dining table that could seat two hundred people, and his attitude was relaxed, and there was no sign of his sleeplessness last night, nor the signs of exhaustion after his morning class.

Polivier was a cavalry commander and had to leave Jaqun for morning class. This made Jia Kun's heart breathe a fierce sigh of relief, although on the surface his expression did not change.

Where Jaqun was sitting, several seats were vacant around him.

He had already been transferred to Erin's guard early in the morning. To kill Erin, you have to create an opportunity to approach him at any time.

He was the first member of the Magic Mountain Guards to arrive at the restaurant.

A recruit!

Arya came up to him like a cat, pausing for a moment: "I'm going to cancel Erin's name." ”

"The name is out and cannot be canceled. ”

"Why can Joffrey's name be canceled?"

"That's different, it's a contract that has been agreed upon by both parties. The contract is certain and cannot be reversed. ”

Jaqun didn't have to look back, knowing that Arya was staring at him fiercely.

His expression did not change, and he still calmly drank the bacon soup and nibbled on the fragrant bread.

"Alright, I'll give you the second person's name now. ”

Jaqun nodded.

*

The sad Jaquin has always wanted to finish Arya's three names early and then go to the old town in the south. He crossed the Narrow Sea and came with his own mission.

By accident, Jaquin won a fight in the Colosseum in King's Landing's flea nest and was captured in the dungeon of the Red Keep, then chained and handcuffed, and put on a prisoner van to the north to become a reserve recruit for the Night's Watch.

According to the Code of the Faceless, death cannot be deceived and the debt of human life must be paid, so he has to stay.

In fact, on the first day of departing north from King's Landing, Jaqun saw that the little boy was a little girl, and had learned the top swordsmanship of the Braavos swordsmen, 'Water Dance', and was agile and had a considerable foundation.

Jakun's swordsmanship is similar to 'Water Dance', only sharper, faster, more sensitive, and without any elaborate sword moves. Jia Kun practiced assassin swordsmanship, and there were only two swords, the first was stabbing and the second was defense. There is no such thing as chopping, slashing, or spinning in the attacking sword moves, and there are no hard tricks in the defense, in short, there are no complicated sword moves and two-handed sword moves suitable for battle formations, none of which are in the assassin's swordsmanship.

*

Arya whispered a man's name.

Jia Kun's back suddenly stiffened!

He turned to catch Arya's gaze, but Arya had already walked away.

Laughter, footsteps, cursing and noise were heard, and infantry and cavalry poured into the dining room through the many gates.

Jia Kun reached out and picked up a large bowl and drank the bacon soup in one gulp, which contained a lot of fresh carrot granules mixed with mutton granules, which was very delicious.

With the last mouthful of soup still in his mouth, the man stood up, grabbed a golden loaf of bread in his right hand, and hurried after Arya.

He needed Arya to take back the name she had just given.

The contract of life and death is a contract between the employer and the faceless one, and the faceless one and the god of death sign a contract, once the employer and the faceless person have confirmed, they can no longer be repented of.

Arya gave the second name, and although Jaqun did not agree, it would not form a contract between the Faceless and the Grim Reaper, but it would have to be taken back by Arya herself.

The employer confirms the name, the faceless one confirms the name, and confirms it with the employer again, and after receiving another confirmation from the employer, the contract of life and death is concluded. The Faceless One's name is confirmed to the employer, this is not a contract between the employer and the Faceless, it is a contract between the Faceless One and the Grim Reaper, and once it is confirmed, the Faceless One can no longer choose to cancel it.

*

At the back of the restaurant, in the woods, Jaquin handed Arya the bread in his hand.

"Somebody needs a girl to take back her name, and somebody knows that a girl is actually the Prime Minister's daughter. Jaqun looked at Arya calmly. He pointed out the truth that Arya was a girl, and pointed out Arya's identity to remind the girl that he knew her secret from the beginning, but from the way to King's Landing, no matter how many times the golden robe and the red robe asked, he did not betray Arya.

Arya took the bread, she was hungry indeed, she gulped down on the bread, and was not too surprised that Jaqun had seen her secret, her good friend Moshan had already told her some little secrets, including some information about this amazing Jaqun.

The mountain tells Arya that Jaquin is an Assassin swordsman, and that the Assassin swordsmanship is better than the Water Dance.

"I can take back that name, but at the same time I have to take back Erin's name. ”

"Erling's name cannot be taken back. ”

"I can't take back the name just now. ”

Jia Kun's calm and calm face finally changed.

"What a vicious little girl, a little devil. ”

"Girls are not dwarfs. ”

"Give me the names of the other two. "Jaqun couldn't keep his composure.

Although he did not make a pact with the Grim Reaper, he had to be reclaimed by his employer. If the employer insists on not taking it back, the problem can become very serious.

"If you promise me to take back Erin's name, I'll take back my name. And then, you still owe me three names. ”

Jia Kun's eyes struggled for a moment: "A certain girl, I don't have time. ”

"If you don't take back Erin's name, I won't take back the name I just named. ”

“............”

Both sides looked at each other very resolutely.

"Well, I agree with you, take back Erin's name. ”

Jaqun compromised.

Arya noticed a trace of pain in Jaquin's eyes, but her heart was like a stone, and she had no sympathy.

"I agree with you, take back the name you just had. ”

Although Jaqun was still calm and breezy, Arya could still see that his stiff body and mind were really relaxed.

The name that Arya just said was: Jaqun Hegar.

The name met everything that Jacquen wanted to ask for: no geographical distances, no heavy guards, and the owner of the name was not the king, the governor, the queen mother.

It's just that the name is Jakun Hejar himself.

Even if Jaqun killed Erin and himself, he had not been able to fulfill his contract with the Grim Reaper, and he still owed Arya a name.

"Girl, please give me the names of the three again. Jaqun regained his composure and said lightly, smiling. For the first time since he became an Assassin, he had been defeated by a little girl.

He had just destroyed the first contract with his own hands, and had taken back Erin's name, and his face and name would have to disappear forever—the Rite of Death—to escape the blame for breaking the contract.

One of the Faceling's death rituals was a very heavy defeat, and his unfinished mission had to be brought to an end. He had to return to the Black and White Academy, where he had been trained, and be severely punished by the Faceless Monk. After completing a series of very harsh and complicated rituals, he will be decided by the Black and White House according to the omen of the Thousand Faces - whether he can continue to come out to complete the interrupted mission.

But before that, he had to complete a pact with the Grim Reaper: three names!

"Girl, please give me three more names. Jaqun said.

He was the unluckiest assassin in the history of the Black and White Academy, and he was doomed to defeat again and again when he met Arya.

"I'm not going to give you the names of the three people because I don't have a name right now. Arya said.

Jaqun suddenly felt the urge to laugh, although he was breezy and unhurried.

He had crossed the Narrow Sea, one of the best assassins, who had hardly had a smooth time since landing on Westeros.

"A girl has to give me the names of three people, and I'm running out of time. Jaqun's tone was pleading, which was rare.

He took back Erin's name, and he had to die—this face and this name had to disappear completely, and this face would forever be preserved on the face wall of the Black and White Courtyard.

"I don't have a name now, and when I do, I'll tell you right away. Arya said.

She turned and ran out of the woods.

"Hey!" Jaquin cried, "if a girl doesn't give me a name, then our agreement is canceled, and the girl is asked to confirm." ”

"I'm not going to cancel, you owe me three names. The gods have heard your pact. ”

Arya stood still, and when she turned around, she saw Jaquin's face dark. This was the first time she had seen the handsome Jakun who had lost his color.

"You're such a ...... Very, very vicious child...... Alright then!" Jaquin pulled an iron coin from his pocket, and he tossed it at Arya, who reached out to catch it.

"Death is the creditor, and when the hour comes, someone must die. Jaqun Hegar had a strange wry smile on his lips.

"I've got my name back, you don't need to die now. "Arya isn't a bad boy. It's just that she has to save Erin. Erin was a loyal servant, and he saved his father.

"Someone was forced to die by a vicious little girl, and someone's mission is ...... Had to be interrupted. Someone must die, the hour has come. Jaqun wiped his hand from top to bottom of his face, from his forehead to his chin, and everywhere he went: his face plumped, his eyes brought closer, his nose hooked, and an unprecedented scar appeared on his right cheek. He shook his head, and the long, straight, half-red, half-white hair vanished into neat black curls.

Arya's mouth opened wide, "Who the hell are you?" Her voice was full of shock and envy, "How did you change?"

Someone grinned, revealing a shiny gold tooth, and Arya noticed that even the teeth had changed.

"It's as easy as changing your name, as long as you know how. ”

"Teach me, I want to learn. Arya had a strong desire that could not be controlled.

"If you want to learn, come with me. ”

"Where?"

"Far, far away, far, far away, across the narrow sea. ”

"No, come with me, let's go to Winterfell together. ”

"No, I can't. Vicious child, I have lost the qualification to complete the mission, I am short on time, and I must rush back to debrief. ”

"But you still owe me three names. ”

"Hide this precious coin, and come to me when you want to name me. ”

Arya bit it, so hard, it was iron: "Is it enough to buy a horse?"

"Not enough. ”

"What's the use of that?"

"If one day you will come to me, please show this coin to any Braavosian, and say to him - all mortals die. ”