"The Sand King is dead? It's boring. ”

The wheat-skinned woman kicked the piece of meat on the ground: "I finally summoned it, and it was over so quickly?" People haven't had enough of ......."

"Don't forget, our mission is to assassinate the lord." The disfigured man stood by the window and stared vigilantly at the street outside: "If it drags on like this, they will search here sooner or later." ”

"It's okay, I have a bigger ...... here," the female assassin put her right hand into her pocket with great interest, "I stole a lot of good things from the Brotherhood before I came. ”

"They're going to kill you." The disfigured man raised his head as he spoke, staring at the dim sky:

An eagle was soaring over the city, circling in circles here. In urban areas where there is no prey, this is rare.

"Hmmm......"

The disfigured man stared at the eagle with a frown, and was about to speak, when the woman sitting next to the bloody magic array reading a book said with a smile:

"Grinthe, do you think I'm using this-"

"Let's go!"

The disfigured man named Glint suddenly fell to the ground, the glass in front of the window snapped open, and a white feather arrow shattered the window and flew into the room, and under the white cloth tied behind the arrow, a shining white light suddenly lit up.

Bang!

The living room was suddenly filled with gray smoke, and the two of them coughed. Grint grabbed the woman's arm and dragged her out of the back window.

"It's Falcon! We were discovered! Grint's voice was very nervous.

"But...... That's impossible, huh? The woman looked at him with a confused expression.

It is said that a very small number of top Assassins of the Brotherhood have the special ability to train falcons, and these assassins do not even have to scout themselves, as long as they can see the location and movement of the enemy through the eyes of the falcon.

Since there were no Assassins in the current Brotherhood who could train falcons, Grint had not expected this to happen. But now, now that the other side has attacked, the situation is clear:

"Mission failed, there is an assassin here who can train falcons, we can't be his opponent!"

"You're overthinking, it's just a coincidence, isn't it?" The woman looked at her companion unconvinced, stood up and walked to the other side of the alley.

Although it is rare to be forced to such a point, when they are discovered, the two will immediately split up.

Not only will it be easier to escape the tracking, but you will also be able to have one of the Assassins counter-killed while the enemy is chasing one of the Assassins.

The woman hid in the low bushes, her body curled up directly on the ground, and the whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the bushes, and there was no trace from the outside.

She took the short-handled throwing knife from her bosom and held it in her hand, slowing her breathing rate, and pressed her left ear to the ground to listen for nearby sounds.

As a rookie Assassin of the Brotherhood, she had an unbeatable ability to hear and discern the number of enemies, the size of each person, and even the small sound of metal striking to deduce what weapon they were carrying.

Even if the enemy is really a top-notch assassin, it is impossible to walk without making any noise. If that guy dares to approach, this dangerous female assassin will immediately throw out a poison blade throwing knife and break the net with the other party!

After listening for a moment, she only heard the sound of Grint running towards the west. It seems that the enemy who shot the arrow just now did not approach this area.

- In that case, why don't you take the initiative to go over and kill yourself?

Thinking of this, the female assassin licked her dry lips and let out a faint laugh.

And then......

"What are you laughing at? Rookie. ”

A weak-sounding male voice sounded close behind her, and the stunned female assassin instantly turned around, and between the lightning and flint, she understood a terrifying fact:

If there are no footsteps, it means that the person who spoke has long been hiding in the bushes, but his perception is extremely sharp, and he has never been able to discover the existence of this person!

"Uh......"

Before the woman could see the other party's appearance clearly, the back of her neck suddenly hurt, and the whole person lost consciousness instantly, and the short-handled flying knife in her hand was carried out by inertia and hit the wall five meters away.

After knocking out the female assassin, a figure draped in leaves stood up behind the bushes, and Ren You ripped off his "auspicious suit", revealing his bandaged upper body.

He looked down at the female assassin who had been knocked unconscious by himself, and then let out a long sigh, and on his handsome face, he showed a depressed expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel:

"After I left, the selection criteria for the fraternity really got lower and lower......"

Ren You raised his right hand in front of him, and the falcon that was still hovering in mid-air landed in his hand. With his left hand, he touched the falcon's small gray-black head, then took a note from his pocket and tied it to the talons with a thin thread.

"Old man, give the message to Nightshade, go ahead."

Receiving the signal from his master, the "old man" who seemed to be able to understand human words flapped his wings and flew into the air and flew in the direction of the Flame Wind Palace.

Ren You originally thought that there was only one assassin in the Brotherhood, so he would choose to solve the problem alone, and since he had already learned that there were two people on the other side, it was better to let the guys from the assassination team take this assassin first.

As for himself, he was going to hunt down another assassin who had escaped, and according to Ren You's experience, the other person's ability was much more powerful than this unreliable woman.

It is conceivable that he is facing a tough battle. But until then......

"Poof."

Ren You spurted another mouthful of blood from his mouth, reached out to support his waist in severe pain, and his legs began to tremble.

"Damn General Qin, it's too heavy." He grumbled quietly.

……

Meanwhile, Grint has put on his black hood again and is running wild through the narrow streets.

He has been discovered, and there should be a large-scale manhunt in the city soon. His immediate priority now is to take advantage of the last chance before the army arrives to find a way to escape from Flamewind City!

Of course, Grint naturally wouldn't enter the city unprepared, and he had already installed a simple grappling hook from the wall on the west side of Flamewind City.

By using a light crossbow with a rope attached to it and shooting at the grappling hook, you can create a makeshift "rope ladder" that can be used to climb over the tall walls and into the dense forest near Flamewind City.

Once you take refuge in that forest, you are safe. I don't know if that stupid woman will succeed in escaping, but now I can't control the others.

"It's important to save your life......" Grint whispered to himself.

No one in the Brotherhood knew better than Grint what would happen after the Assassins were captured:

Before he was last caught, he was actually a personable and beautiful man, but unfortunately, he was just a fledgling novice assassin at the time.

Grint's first assassination was successful, and the target died very happily, but unfortunately Grint, who succeeded in killing the target, failed to escape the scene, was caught by the guards, and then ......

Remembering the brutal torture he endured in the underground torture cell, Grint couldn't help but shudder, and in countless nightmares, that torture cell reappeared in front of him again and again.

Although he was rescued, Grint was already disfigured, and the handsome guy who could make girls scream became a "ghost-faced man" who could scare children into crying.

"I'm going to run away." Grint kept repeating the thought.

He's not the best assassin, but he's definitely the best at running away. This time, the Assassin, who is legendary in his running skills, will escape as successfully as usual!

Rushing into the bushes across the street, Grint checked the weapon he was carrying. He was about to continue his journey when he heard a rapid dog barking across the street.

"Damn, is that the arrow......

Grint immediately realized that the smoke created by the "explosive arrow" that the other party had shot through the window earlier actually carried odor information for tracking. Seeing that two big black dogs were running briskly, Grint took out his crossbow and narrowed his right eye to quickly aim.

Syllable!

"Whew!"

The fierce dog running on the left fell to the ground with a wail, and the head of the arrow was still bleeding. The dog on the right didn't take a few steps before he was shot by Grint's hand crossbow.

Although it was to solve the chasing hound, Grint did not dare to take it lightly, but turned around and continued to run wildly, looking back behind him from time to time.

- I just killed the other party's dog and didn't see people. Grint won't rest until the tracker is killed.

"I didn't expect there to be an assassin in Flamewind who could train falcons......" he thought to himself.

I thought it would be an easy task, but I ran into a difficult opponent. If the woman hadn't messed with the moth, the assassination would have ended a long time ago.

Thinking of the happy appearance of the woman when she summoned the "Sand King", Grint's face was almost crooked in anger, and his already ugly appearance became even more hideous.

He swerved as fast as he could, into the neighborhood, bypassing two dark blue houses, and was greeted by a large number of rocky buildings of varying heights.

The alleys here are well-connected and have an extremely complex internal structure, with many dead ends inside. For newcomers or road idiots, this place can be a nightmare.

But in Grinthe's view, it was a great place to escape.

When he first arrived in Flamewind City, he immediately investigated the "labyrinth", circled it a few times, and memorized every route inside.

There is no doubt that this is the perfect place to get rid of the enemy, and now that the falcon is not flying in the air, and the two hounds have been killed, if there is only one person on the other side, I can get rid of him here!

- However, the other party may think the same way......

Grimmt suddenly had a dangerous thought in his mind, which made him, who was already very confident, hesitate suddenly.

If the tracker was from Flamewind City, the tracker might know more about this complex building area than he did. If that person had anticipated his escape route and had prepared here in advance......

"It can't be."

Grint shook his head vigorously, dispelled the frustrated thoughts, and continued to run wildly in the deserted alley.

This building area is unusually quiet, there seems to be no one inside, and the residents who originally lived here must have chosen to take refuge collectively because of the matter of the Sand King.

For the Assassins, this empty situation was not a good sign, and blending in with the crowd was the right choice.

However, there should only be one stalker, as long as they can get rid of him here......

Grimmt pondered, walked through the deep alley, turned a corner at the second junction ahead, and suddenly went dark in front of him.

Bang!

A heavy kick on his waist sent Grinth staggering back two steps, and the disfigured Assassin threw his knife at the shadows, only to hear a crisp clang.

Realizing that the hidden weapon he threw was blocked, Grint took advantage of the opportunity to retreat and ran, turning around and throwing a black ball backwards.

The thick white smoke suddenly blocked his way, giving Grint a brief chance to escape, and Grint turned left at the mouth of the next alley, and just rushed into another alley, he heard the sound of bows and arrows breaking in the wind behind him.

"How could it be...... So fast......"

Grint hid in a dark corner, stared nervously into the alley behind him, slowly raised his crossbow, and aimed at the narrow passage.

At this point, he was sure that his pessimistic assumptions had come true—the worst was really going for the worst, and the enemy had already set a trap in advance knowing that the Assassins would hide here.

In this case, there are only other means to use......

Grint reached out and grabbed the protruding bricks from the wall, easily climbed over the three-meter-high courtyard wall, and entered a comfortable "farmhouse courtyard".

Even when surrounded and on the verge of desperation, Grimmt had a last way to escape - disguise himself as an enemy and blend in with the enemy to escape.

Judging by the chaotic footsteps nearby, there is more than one enemy in this built-up area. The person I saw just now was dressed in black and covered his face, if he could disguise himself as that guy, he would have a chance to escape!

Grint hid in the room, tore off a black cloth from the window, and began to make up his clothes. For the Brotherhood's assassins, this level of disguise was a must.

"I won't...... Die here. ”

In a life-or-death situation, Grinter's hand was still very steady as he was making the mask, and he used his knife to cut the cloth to make a similar appearance to the masked man just now, and wrapped it around his face.

There is not just one enemy in ambush here, but quite a few people, and what Grint has to do now is to blend in with the enemy's camp and look for an opportunity to escape!

But...... Unbeknownst to Grint, it wasn't just other Assassins who were tracking him.

There's another tracker he never dreamed he'd be here:

"Lord, you can't go in, it's too dangerous......" Shen Wenchong tried to dissuade him.

"Don't worry, I'll grab him with my own hands."

The little child standing at the mouth of the alley had a confident smile on his delicate face.