As a seventh-order shadow assassin professional in the Shadow Legion escort team brought by the Thirteenth Prince on this tour, Givir is very sure about the small guild that infiltrated this kind of border country town this time, even if there is another guild in this guild at this time who is said to be the vice president of the eighth-order molten gold blacksmith guild, but it is simply familiar to him not to startle the snake and alarm Al.

Silently climbing over the high wall in front of him like a backup blowing fluff, Gvir entered the interior of the guild, and after moving a few times like a flicker, he hid in the shadows under one of the guild's windows, held his breath, and felt it carefully, as a high-level assassin, all kinds of instincts had been stimulated to a very high level, even if he only used his hearing, he could hear the sound of breathing hundreds of meters away.

"It seems that there are no people on duty at night in this guild, which is just convenient for me. Geviler thought to himself, got up and gently opened the lock of the window with his dagger, and turned into the guild.

But even if Gavier is a seasoned assassin, he didn't find the pair of emotionless cold eyes under the wall not far away, since he left the elven ambassador's room, he melted into the shadows and rushed all the way to the guild, who knew that outside the gate of this molten gold blacksmith guild, she found that there were still others sneaking up here, which made Garlanod immediately think of the Thirteenth Prince's Shadow Legion, in the other party's appearance, it should be a very rare high-level assassin profession in the human empire, but even so, Garlanor did not take Gvir seriously。

Garanord was born a very rare night elf in the elf race, and the night elves are born with a talent that can almost be said to be a divine skill, shadow fusion, once this talent is activated, the night elves will be completely integrated into a subspace, the shadow world, even if the strength of the shadow elves is several levels higher, it is difficult to find it without defense.

At this point, Garlanor blended into the Shadow Realm, quietly following Gvir to see what he wanted to do.

And the unaware Geville was still complacent, and quietly and quickly approached the location pointed by the elven ambassador during the day.

"Reception room, it seems that the vice president is not lying, doesn't he know what's in it?" thought to himself, Givell gently pushed the door of the reception room open a crack, and then dodged into the reception room.

The room was very ordinary, with only a few stools and sofas, and a table, and a few tin cans in the cabinet next to the wall.

Circling the room again, Gevilville still didn't find anything.

"This elven ambassador shouldn't be teasing His Highness, and it shouldn't be. Suddenly, a vague aura flashed behind Geville.

Gvir turned quickly, and there was nothing behind him, only a chair sitting quietly.

"I can't be wrong, there was an aura that made people feel comfortable just now, could it be this chair?" Gevilll slowly reached out and touched the chair.

As Gvir stretched out his hand, a dagger slowly poked out in the shadows behind him, smearing it towards Gvir's neck.

Just as the dagger was about to cut through Gvir's skin, a sneer appeared on the corner of Gvir's mouth, who was facing away from Garlanord, and he quickly turned his head, threw out his Hidden Blade, and stabbed sideways backwards.

Garlanor never expected this person to be able to find himself, but with his strong strength, he quickly took a step back and dodged Geville's stabbing attack.

After attacking each other once, both of them took a step back and stood still, the warning jade plate on their chests was still slightly hot, Ji Wei looked at the person who attacked him, and was very grateful to His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince for giving him this warning jade card.

If it hadn't been for the sudden fever of the warning jade plate just now, which made him vigilant and pay attention to his surroundings, he would have probably returned to the underworld at this time.

Looking at the graceful figure wrapped in a black nightsuit in front of him and the two long, pointed ears behind the mask, Giver immediately recognized that this must be an elf.

The atmosphere was as quiet as death, and the two of them just stood.

Suddenly, a breath came from the chair again, causing Garlanor to look at the chair behind Geville.

At this moment of distraction, Givell immediately flashed his body, covering it with the sleeve of his left hand, and the hidden blade of his right hand pierced the center of Garlanord's eyebrows.

Garlanord, who had lost the lead, reacted quickly, and as if his body was weak and boneless, he rubbed himself past the lower left gap of Gevilville, and continued to move forward, grabbing at the chair.

Gevilll thought that it should be this chair that made the elven ambassador stop and watch, and then turned around, he wanted to prevent Garlanod from getting the chair.

The two black figures fought a few times in this small dark space, and in order not to be noticed by Al, both of them tried to dodge each other's attacks rather than block.

After the two black butterflies shuttled through the room a few times again, the figures were staggered, and Geville and Garlanod grabbed the armrests on both sides of the chairs at the same time, and at the same time subconsciously stabbed each other with their swords, but this time the movements of the two stabbing were almost the same, which also led to the fact that the weapons of the two would definitely clash.

"Ding~" Even though he tried his best to retract his strength, Geville's Hidden Blade and Garanord's dagger still collided together, making a slight noise.

"Not good. The two of them exclaimed in their hearts.

At the same time, the sound of the collision of weapons reached the ears of the sleeping El, and the vice president of the eighth order strength immediately opened his eyes, let go of the breath sensing with all his strength, and shrouded the reception room where the two of them were located.

In an instant, he sensed two extremely vague auraes.

"High-level assassin!" immediately made up his mind, and Al got up and sprinted directly through the wall with his steely body towards the reception room.

Feeling the aura of El's unrestrained eighth-order warriors, the two of them were horrified, the assassins couldn't beat the same level warriors head-on, not to mention the high-level professions that doubled their strength every time they improved after the seventh order.

However, when the two of them rushed to escape, they did not forget the order of their own sons, and after hastily cutting off the right armrest of the chair that overflowed with mysterious atmosphere, Garlanod quickly merged and disappeared into the shadows, and Geville also opened the window and fled quickly.

"Tom Tom~~" After Al crashed through a lot of walls all the way, he just saw Givir who was about to climb over the wall outside the window, and in anger, Al waved his arm with all his strength, and an invisible fluctuation shot out from Al's arm and hit Givir who was jumping on the wall.

"Uh~" Seeing that the assassin was hit by himself and snorted and squirted a mouthful of blood and fell out of the wall, Al hurriedly jumped out of the window and followed, jumping over the wall, except for the blood on the ground, the assassin was gone.

"Count your fortune big. Al felt it again with a cold face, and after realizing that the aura of the two assassins had disappeared, he jumped back to the courtyard wall.

At this moment, the people who were on duty or resting in the guild were awakened by the movement made by El, and they all gathered at the door of the reception room, looking at the shortcut that El had crashed into and discussing.

"Teacher, what's going on, making such a big commotion. Daria, who was in her pajamas, rubbed her eyes and said to Al, who had climbed through the window of the reception room.

"I noticed that there were two high-level assassins fighting in this room just now, but in the end, it was a high-level assassin, I went all the way over, only injured one person, and let him run away, and the other disappeared directly into my senses. Al said solemnly, checking the reception room.

"High-ranking assassins, why are there high-ranking assassins coming?" asked Daria.

Al had already vaguely guessed the origin of the assassin in his heart, but there were more than a dozen guild people standing in front of this meeting, as well as blacksmiths who had come from other places to participate in the internal competition and spent the night in the guild, and some words still couldn't be said nonsense.

"I don't know, okay you go and rest first, I'll pay more attention tonight, and tomorrow when Bonis comes, he will prepare to repair the wall I crashed. After driving the people away, Al took a closer look at the reception room again.

In addition to the wall that he had broken through, only the armrest of one chair had been broken by force.

Feeling the stubble of the armrest of the chair, Al felt it carefully, and did not find any peculiar aura.

"Strange, the ambassador of the sissies during the day glanced here, indicating that there must have been an aura that could attract them, but now this broken thing is an ordinary chair, is the problem on the broken armrest? Why did the prince and the sissies grab the armrest of this broken chair. ”

"I also met with a few branch presidents who came from out of town a few days ago in this reception room, and I didn't find anything special at that time. ”

"Could it be that this chair has been changed these days?"

"No, how can you take the things of my Gold Molten Blacksmith Guild and run away, tomorrow I will ask Bonis if he knows any news. ”

In order to prevent the two assassins from returning, El simply sat down on the broken chair without an armrest, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and at the same time did not relax the probe of the breath sense.

"Knock knock~" The window glass of the thirteenth prince was knocked on.

The Thirteenth Prince, who was waiting for the news, immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the window, only to see the assassin he had sent out collapsed outside the window with a bloody face.

After Geviler was beaten by Al, he was actually very heavy, but for the sake of the task, he still ran all the way back to the palace with a breath of relief, and as soon as he arrived at the palace, he immediately couldn't hold on.

Hearing the noise, several guards of the Night Shadow Legion had already come to check, and the Thirteenth Prince immediately opened the window and gestured to them, telling them to keep quiet and quietly carry Givir in.

A moment later, Gevilll was lying on the floor of the Thirteenth Prince's bedroom, a lot of blood still flowing from the corners of his mouth and the wounds on his body.

"What's the matter, Geville, who put you like this?"

"Al. Giver said with a hard effort.

"Al, sure enough, it's an eighth-order warrior, but how can you fight? Could it be that El is guarding the door of that reception room?" the thirteenth prince asked again.

"Al. Didn't find it. It's just an elf.。。 Clan's. The assassins also went. I'm with him because... Grab something. The hand was held. Al found out. Geville's mind was a little blurred, and he replied with an effort.

"Grab something? Sure enough, there's something hidden in that reception room, how about you got it?"

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life... Subordinate. Got it.. It's in. . . Gvir tried all his strength to touch his chest, but he didn't touch anything, and there was a big hole in his clothes, which had been broken from a distance after being discovered by Al.