The Great Rift of Landor.

Sin City.

This half-underground city is not so much the headquarters of the Evil Thieves as it is the paradise and gathering place of the races of the Underworld, and it was founded by the Human Thieves along with the other two equally large dungeons.

It was evening, the sky was torn open by the blood-colored sunset, the darkness was trying to sew up the light, the depraved lamps were lit one after another, and the roots of sin were growing in a heart full of temptation and hope, and it threw off the mask of morality, and nakedly peeled off the cloak of dignity, revealing what God called "original sin."

If I had to give it a fitting name, it would be the "Underground Garden of Eden".

Huak, the intelligence lieutenant of the Guilty Thieves, was hurrying from the hunters' quarter to the archdeacon's office with a stack of sheepskin scrolls, and because of his loyalty and ability, he had only been in the job for a few months before being promoted to become one of the fifteen intelligence lieutenants, and although he was of high status, he did not have enough money to buy a carriage and a flying slave.

As soon as he thought of the flying slaves, he couldn't help but look up, and several plump female eagle men supporting several fat human merchants were flying to the west, and at a glance in that direction, he knew that they were flying to the Black Shark Gladiatorial Arena.

He reluctantly took back his envious gaze, thinking that he might be able to buy such a female slave in a few months, his heart became hot, and his steps were faster, in order to save some unjust roads, he chose to pass through the middle of the "powder cave". The air has already begun to waft with music* that stimulates the secretion of certain hormones in the body. He could feel the hot eyes around him, and the airflow brought the smell of some perfume containing aphrodisiac effect, which made him confused for a while, and also produced inexplicable side effects, and even for a long time afterward, there were always some low moans in his ears.

A few slender figures leaned in, but when they casually glanced at Huck's chest, their eyes immediately turned frightened, and then dispersed in panic.

It was a screaming black, contorted face badge with sharp fangs that shot its thirst for killing, even in the dim light.

After turning a few streets, Huck finally saw the archdeacon's mansion on the corner, and he had been having trouble understanding why such an authoritative man had built his mansion in such an inconspicuous place, and it looked ugly on the outside, an answer that he would not really find until years later when he himself sat in this position.

When Huck reported the code and pushed the door in, Brahms, who had been sitting in the position of archdeacon in his thirties, was having dinner, and when he saw the former come in, he immediately put down his knife, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth casually, and asked, "Got it?"

Huck laughed at the archdeacon's informality, and respectfully held up the parchment and handed it to him.

Brahms frowned, pouted, and said, "Huck, how many times have I said it, I don't have so many rules. He muttered something again, and was attracted by the contents of the scroll, and raised his eyebrows and said, "The head of the branch defected?" hehe, interesting, this has not happened in decades," he looked down, looked at it carefully, and then pulled out the second and third, and when he read the third, he shook the scroll and said in surprise, "Our head in Mosha Sect City was killed?"

Huck looked worried, bowed his head and said, "Yes, my lord, I think this is an urgent matter, it has been difficult for our thieves to infiltrate near the Holy See of Light, and now ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was choked back by a sentence that Brahms popped out.

"Good death!" Brahms sneered and put down the scroll: "Bloodsand has not made any progress near the city of Namosha in the past five years, and it is still the same old way of robbing and killing, if it weren't for the fact that he is the brother-in-law of the old guy in the Black Shark Gladiatorial Arena, I would have slaughtered him a long time ago." ”

Huck was shocked to hear this, everyone knew that once this archdeacon launched a storm, even the three city lords would only turn a blind eye.

Brahms kept tapping his fingers on the edge of the table, and said in a fierce tone: "Our thieves group has most of the intelligence information from the southern part of the Endless Sea to the countries of the Mordoros Mountains, but the other two thieves are not weaker than us, if the branch does all these bastards, how can we still compete with them?

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and he slammed the parchment roll in his hand on the table with a "pop".

Huck was startled, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he snorted, "Also, there is one more thing......"

Brahms glanced at him, impatient, and said, "The black elf of the Medis family again?"

Huck nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, she wants to ask us to support them in their attack on the Buhamaiden family......"

Brahms sneered, "Sin City's position has always been impartial and neutral, and will not take sides," he said, drawing his finger in the air, "The underworld is a wonderful world, where you can find beautiful women of any race, food and shelter that you can't enjoy anywhere, you can splurge gold coins, you can buy everything you want, and you can even bet on which side will win when the two countries are at war." But...... It's all based on the dungeon's own position, and I don't think you don't get that out of the way, Huck. ”

"But ......"

"No, but!" Brahms yelled.

Immediately, he saw Huck take a few steps back with a pale face, and couldn't help but be a little amused, stretched out his hand and patted the latter's shoulder, and said in a slow voice: "Huck, you can't be too kind to do things, and you can't be soft-hearted, remember, strength is everything, people are like this, and the same is true of Sin City." ”

"Alright," Brahms thought for a moment, shoved the three sheepskins into Huck's hand, and said, "The black elf doesn't want us to support their family, so let her get this in order and talk to me about it later." ”

Huck looked at the archdeacon dumbfounded, this, this is too child's play, right?

"What?" Brahms spun around and found Huck standing still, "Is there anything else?"

Huck pointed to the parchment roll in his hand and stammered, "But this, these are three different things." ”

"What's different, it's clearly one thing!" Brahms impatiently snatched the parchment scroll, pointed to it and said: "Starting from the mission of the Landiston family castle, the execution members died, the liaison members and the surveillance members all disappeared, and the head of the branch defected;

Huck hesitated for a moment, then shrank, "Like, it seems like that's about the time it takes to travel between two places." ”

Brahms's eyes flashed, and he said, "Isn't that obvious, this is what one person or one organization did." ”

He only took a brief look at the information and deduced this, if Luo Lan was here, he would definitely be surprised by this person's incomparably sharp insight.

Brahms turned his back, waved his hand, and sighed: "Send that beautiful black elf away as soon as possible, she sees that I am almost tempted, I am afraid that I will not be able to help but do something, and it will be difficult to do it then, hahaha......"

Huck was stunned again, his eyes widened, what kind of archdeacon is this?

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PS: Hehe, it's time to catch this chapter!

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