There are quite a few people in the Assassin League, and they are distributed in a wide area, and their combat effectiveness is also good, but there is a very troublesome problem that plagues the people of the Assassin Alliance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That is, although there is now technology and there is no shortage of money, there is a lack of reliable production facilities.

Although the League of Assassins had its own underground factory, it was too slow to quickly produce and deploy new equipment. You must know that the things left by Igna are not so easy to make, and they can be made by casually giving the drawings to the workers, and they can't be used if they are really made without enough precision. If this thing cuts corners, it's a real thing.

Well...... Although it seems that they are in themselves.

It took several days for Kahlil to sort out what Igna had left behind, annotate and illustrate them one by one, and make a few wooden structural models for everyone to see, before the errand was done. Then he picked out something relatively easy to do, ready to give it to the Assassins League to tinker with.

What kind of glider level thing, don't even think about it for the time being......

Detachable bladed Hidden Blades, Poison Arrow Hidden Blades, Fragmented Spring Blades, Repeater Crossbows, etc., all sorts of things, enough for them to drink a pot in an underground factory. By the time he was slowly equipped, it would be enough for a group of Assassins to take out Ezio. Auditore's usual frenzied secret killings.

"You have to be able to equip them quickly, and you have to be able to use them skillfully," Red Lotus leaned against the head of the bed, staying with Kahlil in the bedroom that had been temporarily assigned to Kalil.

"Training is not something I can solve, I hope you can quickly put these devil's fangs on," Kahlil said, sitting at the table with her back to Red Lotus, and the words made her suddenly feel like a dentist.

"Don't worry, whoever dares to question our combat power, we will send the white blade to his throat and let him experience it for himself" Red Lotus is super confident in this.

As soon as Karil's matter was over, a group of elders of the Assassin League suddenly became busy, and Carlil suddenly became idle, thinking that he should almost go home to have a look, and it would be a little late if he didn't go back.

And you have to find out what the situation is on your side, and whether Bethel and Andris can be relied on...... Although it is unreliable, it has to be relied on.

According to the letter left by Igna, Kahlil took the "fangs", that is, a hidden blade that Igna had originally made for himself, put it on a piece of the skeleton of his wrist, and fell on the ground next to Igna, where it was picked up by Carlil, cleaned it up, and took it back to the bedroom, where it was placed on the table in front of him.

Unlike the Hidden Blade used today, the fangs are made of white, and some of the leather edges have light blue strokes, and Igna's original clothes were mainly white, and as a daily carrying, the fangs were also made into the same style.

And wearing it on Karil's wrist is a bit conspicuous, which makes Karil think that maybe she should change to another outfit.

"It's an artifact! Artifact! ”

Honglian hugged the pillow on the bed and said enviously.

With a slight twist of the wrist, the blade silently pokes out of it, and unlike ordinary Hidden Blades, its blade can be used to control the length of the telescopic at will, allowing the user to perform some more advanced skills.

"My hands aren't as flexible as Igna's, so I'm sorry I don't use them easily."

Legend has it that the earliest Hidden Blade required the user to give up one of his fingers in order to use it properly, and although the fangs were very powerful, Kahlil couldn't play it well.

She stretched out her hand and twisted towards the wall diagonally across the room for a long time, but the Hidden Blade didn't react at all, making Karil feel a little inexplicably embarrassed.

"That's it, I can't use it for the time being anyway, let's use it for you for two days first"

Annoyed, Kahlil pulled the fangs off her wrist and threw them to Red Lotus.

"Oooh! So generous! Then you're welcome! ”

Red Lotus bounced up from the bed, grabbed the Hidden Blade in his hand, sat down and stared at the structure inside.

"Do you know how to play, don't tell me you can't use it, then I'll have to keep it in my room as a pure souvenir" Kaliel leaned back on the table and watched Red Lotus flip her fangs around like a child with a new toy.

"Don't worry! Sister, I'm a professional~"

As soon as Kaliel asked, Honglian felt that her skills seemed to be a little looked down upon, so she put on her fangs in three or two clicks and suddenly stretched out her hand in the direction of Kalil.

A small grinding sound rang out in the quiet room, and a finger-long poisonous needle shot out of its fangs and stabbed in the direction of Kaliel.

Then there was a crisp metal crash, and the poisonous needle quickly shattered and dissipated into the air.

"I fell on the wall, but don't play such a dangerous game next time, understand?"

Qingxi's voice sounded slowly.

The bedroom door was open, and Kiyoshi stood in the middle of the door at some point, his sword stretched out in front of Kahlil, blocking the poisonous needle.

"Hey, okay, okay," Red Lotus smiled embarrassedly, leaning against the wall and began to study the various messy functions of the fangs.

"So timely?" Kahlil turned around and said to Kiyori with a smile.

"It just so happened that I was here to bring a message, and Dust asked if you had a reliable way to produce those things quickly, and if so, provide one" Qing Xi put away his sword, and the tip of the sword flicked through a large semicircle in the air, and put it into the scabbard behind him.

"Oh...... Then why didn't he come by himself?"

"I was pulled by the morning breeze halfway, so let me come and ask."

"That's ...... All right. ”

It's a bit of a hassle.

Kahlil pulls people everywhere, and there are helpers, but she doesn't have her actual own power, let alone her own territory, and what she can come up with now is nothing more than technology and connections...... But neither of these can be used to solve practical problems without being transformed.

Although it is undeniable that both of these are very rebellious things, they are.

"I can only hope that Angelo's side has no way to help, and I can make do with it," Carlil shrugged her shoulders one last time, shaking her head to indicate that she was now poor.

"Okay, there's no point in telling me." Kiyoshi shrugged and shook his head.

"Then you wait, I'll write a letter and ask the elders to bring their own things to the Holy See to find him."

Kahlil pulled out a roll of paper from a drawer, took a quill and took the ink, ready to write a letter to Angelo. Seeing this, Qing Xi also sat down on another chair, waited patiently, and then turned around and brought the letter back to the dust.

Sure enough, we still have to have our own base areas, and pulling people everywhere is not the way to develop, if we can have a suitable base area, and we have people who have technology and don't have to worry about running out of money, then we can't still develop!

Karil pondered for a moment what to say, and at the same time swept the tail feathers of her quill over her ears, tickling herself.

In fact, there is no need to worry about Carlil, the Holy See is very reliable now, its own influence, cohesion, financial resources, and even the combat effectiveness of the Knights under the Holy See are good, so good that the current Pope feels that he is neutral in the war, and maybe he can retreat after the war.

What Angelo had to do when he went back was to bring the overly optimistic group of papal seekers back to reality. With Angelo here, the Holy See is safeguarded.

If you are worried about the Holy See, you might as well worry about the problems on your own side.

If there is a characteristic that any aristocrat must have, it must be a cumbersome, complicated, and troublesome way of doing things. Not only are the rules and regulations followed by the nobles themselves painful, but what is more troublesome is the complex interests between the nobles, which affect the whole body and link everyone in the aristocracy.

This problem has been bothering Angus for several months, and if Angus knew that Karil was successfully solving various problems according to plan, his eyes would fall out with envy.

"...... ......"

Angus sat in his office at the top of the castle, forgetting that it was the first time he had been unable to sleep after going to bed, and had gotten up again to study their plan.

He sat alone behind a luxurious desk, one hand tapping on the table with irritability, one hand resting on his chin, and a neat stack of papers on the table was placed in front of him, recording everything in detail.

It's just that few of them are good.

"The bastards who expected to be able to settle the peace talks should have been thrown directly into the moat, I really don't know how the heads of these guys grow."

Angus slammed his fist on the table.

Although Andris and Bethel are large, it is still too difficult to control the whole country, and under the mutual control of various nobles, their plans have been changed again and again, and it is still difficult to move an inch.

Now Angus has begun to fantasize from time to time that his fiancée, who has not made it, can suddenly appear one day and bring himself a huge surprise or something.

"For example, bring a knight back at dawn or something......"

Angus shook his head helplessly, breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and went to the cabinet to take out a bottle of red wine, trying to relax himself.

Actually wanting to count on a woman is an unprecedented thing for Angus.

But the reports on Carlil that were handed over to him made Angus gradually feel that perhaps this cute girl was the most crucial figure in their plan.

The lack of some strength on the family's side, the inability to get the country's troops, and in the end everything is empty talk, regardless of whether Kahlil can get enough help to replace it, but at least it can become a quick knife to cut the knots of the nobles.

"Perhaps, you will be the one to solve the dead game......"

Angus stood in front of the window, letting the cold wind blow high in the night on him, holding a wine glass and silently watching the lights under the city. (To be continued.) )