Compared to the bustling East End Market Boulevard, the alleys in its depths are unusually secluded. In the narrow aisle, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked meticulous, holding two bags of newly bought raw meat, vegetables and other foods in his steady hands.

Gobang's shoes made a dull sound as they stepped on the rubble brick floor. Passing around a corner, he came to the door of the 'Drunken Dream Village' tavern that he and his wife jointly run, and the traffic here was so sparse that it was hard for anyone to notice that there was a place to drink and eat if someone was not lost.

Opening a tavern is not so much about making money to support his family as it is about fulfilling the small wishes of his wife, Rowling.

Pushing open the door, the inside was still as deserted as ever, and if there were any guests, his virtuous wife would make her best dish - steak and entertain every guest warmly.

Of course, if someone has any crooked thoughts, the dagger he hides under the counter is not something to mess with.

"Rowling, I'm back," Byss shouted as he put two bags of newly bought food on the counter, but there was no sound from the inner room, not even his lovely and simple daughter Erin.

Baice's expression changed slightly, he sniffed the air, there was no smell of blood, he silently walked behind the counter, and whispered again, "Rowling, Irene, are you there?"

Gently pulling out the dagger in the secret cabinet, Baiss looked solemn and walked slowly towards the dark inner room.

Boom...

There was an extremely slight sound from inside, and faintly, there seemed to be the sound of a woman struggling.

Not good!

The muscles of Bais's face trembled slightly, he held his breath, and hid his right hand holding the dagger behind him, and his left hand quickly lifted the curtain that blocked his vision, and the scene inside suddenly made his heart rise to his throat.

Her wife, Rowling, struggled with her hands and feet tied and her mouth stuffed with a black cloth, while her daughter, Irene, was held in the arms of a black-haired girl of fifteen or sixteen, and a ghostly dagger dangled back and forth around her snow-white neck.

"Daddy—" Erin didn't dare to move, looking at her father's return, her little mouth choked out for help.

A black-haired boy about seventeen years old stood on the inside of the house, staring at him with flat eyes, and said, "I'm finally back, but don't get me wrong, we don't want to hurt your family, we just want to ask you about something." ”

"......" Bys quietly glanced at the scene in the house, there was no trace of a fight, and there was no other ambush, just these two people, and they had come here to eat twice, but what was their purpose!?

Looking at the wife and daughter who fell into the hands of the other party, Bais gritted his teeth and restrained the anger in his eyes: "Let them go, everything is easy to say." ”

Ayton immediately motioned for Ariel to let go of the terrified Erin in her arms, and instead of running in the direction of her father, the girl ran to her mother with sobs and struggled to untie the rope from her body.

Byss stared at Ayton with his eyes, "Say, what do you want to ask?"

Ayton simply took out two short stabbing swords from behind him, and for some reason, the red crystal nucleus in the center was already dim, "You recognize this." ”

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression changed: "Why is that crazy woman's soul thorn in your hands?"

"So this thing is called a Dementor Thorn," Ayton scrutinized the two short stabbing swords in his hand. Judging by its grade, it should be an 'epic', but for some reason, he can't use it, and the fighting spirit injected into it is like a sea of mud.

"Who the hell are you, and why is her weapon with you?"

Ayton glanced up at him and said something meaningful, "Who do you think I am?"

Byss calmed down a little, and both Erin and Rowling had broken free, but the girl blocked their way, showing that they had come as hostages.

The Dementor stabbed in his hand, indicating that Clementine was likely to have an accident... Impossible, as the ninth seat of the Assassin Guild and a fifth-order peak powerhouse, how could he die so easily?!

But who are they? Did they come at themselves in the first place? But they are almost a waste, what else is there to gain, the former enemy... With their skills, if they really killed Clementine, then why not just do it... Or really to find out the information, just as the madwoman tried to find out, they are the new mysterious organization... People of the Cursed Sect?

For a moment, Baiss didn't have a clue...

Seeing that he was silent, Ayton said, "Okay, let's talk about your identity first, I forgot to remind you, I'm in a hurry now"

The initiative was in the hands of the other party, Bais pondered for a moment, and decided to tell the truth: "The Assassin Guild, the former twelfth seat, but retired many years ago, and now I don't know what happened to the Assassin workers."

The first time he came into contact with the mysterious organization on the mainland, Ayton suddenly became interested, turned the sword in his hand and asked, "What does twelve seats mean?

Byss had a flash of surprise in his eyes, it seemed that these two people were really novices, but anyone with a little knowledge could not have heard of the most secret organization on the mainland, the Assassin Guild.

If you talk about the mercenary union on the street, they are doing the work on the surface, what kind of guarding, gathering, recruiting...

Then the Assassin Guild is a secret and shady job, specializing in assassinations, kidnappings, hijackings and other series of incidents, and the external work is absolutely confidential, and no employer information is revealed.

Just like yesterday someone guessed that the Halle family hired the Assassin Guild to do it, but even if they found someone from the Assassin Guild, the other party would not tell them, and there was no evidence to prove that everyone was caught off guard by the sudden incident at that time, so that they could only swallow this bad breath.

If you want to blame them, you can only blame them for their inadequate intelligence work, if they knew in advance, it is estimated that there will be a circle of guards standing outside the obsidian auction.

Unlike the mercenary adventurers, the members of the Guild of Assassins were willing to do so from outside, but were behind the scenes, an extremely large family of assassins who lived by assassination, who would collect the world's homeless children and train them intensively until they reached adulthood.

According to their talents, they can be divided into Silver Assassins, Gold Assassins, and Stalwarts - 12 seats.

Above are the elders, the head of the family and other seventh, eighth, and even ninth-order top forces, who are no longer responsible for external tasks, but internally punish traitors.

It is because of this huge power that even the Holy See does not dare to provoke easily, but the assassin family rarely accepts orders to assassinate clergy, mainly responsible for various disputes on the part of the nobility, and the two sides have always maintained this tacit relationship, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

Among them, the twelve assassin seats can be divided into the first six seats and the last six seats, the last six seats are the fifth-order peak powerhouses such as Clementine and Bais, while the first six seats are the real sixth-order powerhouses.

But now, Byss lifted his shirt up, revealing the shocking scar on his abdomen like a coiled centipede, which happened to be the space of the human body's fighting spirit.

He smiled bitterly and said, "If you don't believe it, you can come and check, I failed my last mission, I lost my fighting spirit, and now I'm a waste, fortunately I met Rowling, otherwise I... Alas......"

With a long sigh, it showed the silence of the heroic era at that time, in fact, even if he didn't use his fighting spirit, with his current skills, it would be no problem to deal with ordinary mercenaries below the fourth order.

"Now that you're retired, why did that woman look for you two days ago?

Bys clenched his fists: "Hmph, she said that she took a big order, asked me to determine the location of the Obsidian Chamber of Commerce, and by the way, borrowed my place to hide from my eyes, I don't know how she knew my location, but since she left the night before yesterday, she hasn't been here, looking at the movement on the street in the past two days, she seems to have really succeeded"

"......" Ayton fell silent, because the two of them were almost killed by the crazy woman last night, and they originally wanted to find out about her, but the person in front of her didn't seem to have much to do with her, so... Do you want to extinguish your mouth?