The sword spewed like a snake letter, and the secret conversation turned into a sudden assassination. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The lamp was blown out by the fierce wind driven by the violent body, and the dangerous sword light was hidden in the darkness.

The girl took a few steps back, and she couldn't tell anything in the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, but the sharp sound of her high heels revealed her position.

She regretted wearing such an outfit to the appointment.

The wind of the knife flashed in front of her cheeks, and with a sharp tingling sensation, it poured into her skin. The girl dodged one after another, this dodge was blind and thrilling, and at the same time, she desperately ripped off the straps of her shoes and kicked her heels away. The shoes clattered to the ground, enough to attract the attention of the assassin, and in the darkness she was equal to her opponent. She suppressed her breath as much as she could, barefoot a little back.

The room was small, and she quickly reached the corner, and her leaning back palm felt the moss-clad wall.

There was silence in the darkness, as if only the sound of heartbeat and breathing was noisy.

Is it closer?

Soon, right? Even if the other party searched the entire room in the dark, they were about to find her location, right?

Fear finally made her magic, trying to open a magical barrier to protect herself.

But in an instant, she noticed that there was a problem.

The footsteps were light but loud enough to break through the silence of the room, and the opponent was not looking for it at all, and the quiet environment was a psychological warfare that amplified his fears, and he had been dormant in place, waiting for this opportunity.

When the magician casts a spell, it glows with a light blue magic light in the darkness.

The cold blade pressed against her tender neck.

The girl wheezed violently in the darkness, like a fragile flower.

The knife didn't cut through the skin immediately, but just roamed the surface of the skin coldly, like a big cat playing with its prey with its claws.

There was a crisp snap of fingers in the darkness, and then the flames rose from the lamplight, and the flames lit up the hall like a sword, and the darkness was like a beast afraid of fire, forced to retreat into the corner.

From the light of the knife reflected in her pupils, she saw her face pale with horror, barefoot and a pair of high heels lying crookedly not far away.

"What do you mean?" She said.

The other man put away his knives and stabbed them into their sheaths, revealing only a well-defined jaw and a sharp lip line under the hood.

"It's not interesting. Your fear is real, the magic light is the usual light blue," the hooded man returned to his seat, his men still standing quietly, their hands down, but this time, she felt that the hand hidden in the big mace must also hold the blade. "Although you wear the same perfume - Phantom - Lost Night, it is not LeBlanc himself."

"If I were LeBlanc, you would have killed me just now." The girl said coldly, bending down to pick up the shoes and putting them on her snow-white bare feet. After the horror, she began to feel her bare feet tingle from the cold of the basement floor.

"It's not a good welcome ceremony." She sat down in a chair, her legs folded, and for a short while, she had regained her usual arrogant aura.

"Now, talk about that information, and the War Department will make sure it's worth the price you're offering - you want full worth of gold, not Talon or Darkville, for gold is limited in circulation in Noxus."

"Don't worry about the quality of the information, the conditions I have proposed are excellent value for money. But even though the gold is good, I have to take it with my life. ”

"What do you mean?"

"The price code has changed. All I need is a shelter. ”

"Asylum?"

"I need a token that represents the commitment of the military department, and I can use it to seek protection from the military department when necessary."

"I can't call the shots in this matter. When I bring the information back, the military department will take your new conditions into consideration. ”

"Of course you can call the shots." The girl's gaze passed through the flames burning in the lamp, and the flames were reflected in her blue pupils, as if burning in their eyes. "You are the great red man of General Du Kekao, Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade. Hee-hee, am I right? The elite of the Scarlet Assassins. ”

The sound of blades scraping against their sheaths, like the low grinding of the teeth of tigers, came from the silent retinue, their muscles tense under their cloaks, ready to launch a deadly attack.

The Scarlet Assassin Regiment, which is part of the Noxus Second Military Headquarters, has never missed an assassination mission. The person to be killed is written on the list in the hands of the god of death.

"Don't take it too seriously. My information is simple, but it is definitely worth the price, and your guarantee may not be as valuable as a hundred thousand gold, but it is something I need. She said, leaning back in her chair with a relaxed, languid look. Regarding the actions of the Apocalypse Sect, it is only four days later, and Your Excellency should know what day it is. ”

Tyrone raised his hand and told his entourage to let down their guard, and now that he was recognized, he no longer hid it, and removed his hood, revealing a young and indifferent face. "Four days later, there was indeed a big event."

An iron ring slid down the table and in front of her.

She picked up the ring, the metal surface was a little dull, and the surface of the ring was engraved with a hideous and twisted dragon, which was the killer's letter ring. The Dragon Bar, one of the oldest Assassin Brotherhood taverns in Noxus.

She gently stroked the cold metal, and on the inside of the ring, she fumbled for some kind of notch, the code name hidden in the inner ring of the ring.

She pointed the notch at the lamp, allowing the light to illuminate it - "lone wolf".

"It's really something that people miss, the general even gave you this."

"I'm starting to suspect you're LeBlanc."

"Oh? Do you regret that you didn't do it just now? But it's not too late, and when I tell you the information, it's too late for you to silence it. The girl's coquettish smile enlightened the cold atmosphere.

"But you changed the terms of the deal. You're the one of Black Rose, but you're jealous of her. Tyrone chuckled lowly, "Because you're just an outcast, and you're no longer useful to LeBlanc from the moment you tell you this information." ”

"So I want Your Excellency to be a trustworthy man."

"Good. I will keep my promise that if you show this ring in military-controlled territory, you will be placed under the protection of the military. It's a pity that I don't know, will the abandoned son released this time just become the one that will lead our army one day? ”

"Who knows what the future holds?" The girl put the ring on her finger, but the iron ring was obviously a little too big, hanging loosely between her fingers, and the contrast between the white and tender fingers and the cold and hard metal was stark. "But what you let go is not a desperate rabbit, but a cunning fox."

Tyrone closed his eyes slightly, "This ring can protect you, but it can't be used by others, so please tell me your name." ”

"Amilia." She said, "Emilia Ivany. ”