Dorian Castle.

Megan opened the door to the conference room and looked at the stern-faced assassins sitting around the round table, and even the injured Aris was sitting around in bandages.

Arno looked at Megan, who came in as a gatekeeper, and a far-fetched smile appeared on his serious face: "Welcome home, Megan, have you gotten rid of the police?"

Meghan looked at the empty chair beside Arnold and walked over, "Who do you think I am?"

Arno pinched his eyebrows with a headache: "Okay, let's sit down quickly! I think we need to know why we were attacked tonight!"

Megan sat down: "Why?"

Arno looked at the assassins at the round table, nodded, and raised his voice: "Of course, I need you to know why we were successfully attacked by the enemy, resulting in the injury of an assassin of the Brotherhood!"

Arno looked at the silent Assassins at the round table: "Because we are so proud! Because our pride, our arrogance, almost led to the failure of the mission, and it will also cost us two brothers!"

"The Hungry Wolves have been hired by the magnates to protect the factory, and I think it's not a secret in this city, so why haven't we received it?"

Meghan frowned and looked at Arnold: "Because we don't have reliable intelligence sources......"

Arnold glanced at Megan appreciatively: "I think Megan is right, now there is no reliable and stable source of intelligence in the entire brotherhood!"

"So—" Arno stood up, "I decided that the Brotherhood needs to create its own intelligence network, and we must have our own reliable sources of information!"

James buttoned his head and spoke cautiously: "Mentor...... I don't think that's realistic, because an organization's intelligence network is usually created over decades or hundreds of years, and I think it may be difficult for us to create an intelligence network right away. ”

Arno looked at James and smiled: "Maybe it will take a long time to create an intelligence network by yourself, then...... Why don't we create an intelligence network while giving priority to the intelligence of other people?"

James was stunned: "Crowd, mentor, what do you mean?"

Arno slowly walked behind Donner's seat and put his hand on Donner's shoulder: "So, can you please tell us about Donner, who is the largest crowd in the whole city?"

Donner looked down for a moment, then looked up tentatively and said, "Poor, criminals, gangsters, thieves, nightingales?"

Arno nodded with satisfaction, and walked slowly around the round table: "I think Donner is right, let's not mention the poor, criminals, gangsters and thieves, my target is the nightingale, I think if we are not unlucky, maybe we can make some deals with them and share information." ”

"Nightingale?!" came a surprised tone from James's mouth, with a hint of disgust on his face, "Are you sure you're not joking?

Arno frowned and looked at James: "I don't think they would have been willing to do this kind of work if they had other options, Mr. James! They could have joined the ranks of thieves and gangsters, but they didn't! They chose to live in this city without harming the interests of others, I think they are much more noble than some of the powerful!"

James closed his mouth, it was the first time he had been retorted so harshly by his mentor, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Arnold looked away from James: "While we succeed in sharing intelligence with Nightingale, we also need to create our own intelligence network, I initially plan to build a store in every area of London, we can now discuss what kind of store we can open to collect intelligence, and whether we will expose ourselves." ”

"Open a restaurant?" Aris said, looking up.

"No, I think we should open a bar!" retorted Donner.

"Perhaps, opening a clothing store would also be a good option...... Sevilla suggested in a low voice.

"Maybe ......"

Arno watched and waited quietly for the assassins to discuss, waiting for them to finish their discussion before speaking: "Very good, restaurant, bar, clothing store, these three are not bad, tomorrow Meghan you will go to the architect, first open a bar in Lower London, after the construction is completed, select an assassin and let him manage this bar!"

Megan pressed her palm on her head with a headache: "Damn, the most troublesome thing can always be my turn..."

Arno had a smile in his eyes: "No, I think the most troublesome thing is Mr. James, he needs to continue to submit applications to the town hall, and at the same time have to guard against enemy attacks, he is much more troublesome than you." ”

James paralyzed his hands helplessly: "I think my next days may not be easy, Seville, you stay in the castle, it's too dangerous to follow me!"

Sevilla looked at James expressionlessly: "So father, are you going to face the enemy alone?"

Arno walked to the middle of the seat between James's father and daughter, and he looked at Sevilla: "I don't think you don't have to worry about your father's safety, I will let Aaron and Solri hide around Mr. James to protect him." ”

Sevilla quickly stood up and bowed to Arno: "Thank you very much, Your Excellency!"

Arden shook his hand absently: "You don't need to thank me, any assassin of the Brotherhood, I will provide him with protection, this is my responsibility and obligation as a mentor!"

"And what do the rest of the Assassins need to do?" Donner asked Arno eagerly.

"Don't worry, after I go and negotiate with Nightingale, we need to help Mr. James to successfully apply for the Child Labor Protection Act, and I think we will be busy next. ”

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Early the next morning

James put on his luxurious clothes, put two wristbands with hidden blades on his arms, and then took out the camouflage armbands provided by the Brotherhood and put them on the armbands, he put on his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and nodded in satisfaction.

James walked out of the main castle and walked quickly to the door of the castle's blacksmith shop, "Hey, Mr. Pete, is the cane sword I applied for last night ready?"

From the blacksmith's shop, a face full of rough beard stretched out and roared at James, "How long do you think it's been?

James smiled wryly: "I'm sorry, maybe I'm too impatient." ”

Pete glanced at James angrily, "Come in! If you're willing to wait for me for half an hour, you can get your own cane and sword." ”

James walked into the blacksmith with a grateful expression, he looked at the cane leaning by the fire, he approached and looked at the spherical head of the cane with a pattern: "Mr. Pitt, why is the cane not an eagle?"

Pete pulled out the unfinished longsword in his cane, picked up the whetstone on the side and sharpened the blade: "In the entire brotherhood, there is only one master who has a hawk-headed cane, and that is the mentor!"