The strength of the Assassins stationed here is so weak, of course, this cannot be the headquarters of the Assassin Guild. However, this is not a branch of an Assassins' Guild www.biquge.info, but a training base directly under the Assassins' Guild.

This made Dio feel very embarrassed: after doing it for a long time, it turned out that he was deceived by the "kind" little thief who provided information.

Of course, this is also because the information provided by the little thief about the other guilds is correct, so Dio thinks that this is really a branch of some Assassin guild......

As for how the little thief knew about this, only the little thief knew.

(If I run into that little thief again, I'll let him know why the flowers are so red!) ）

After swearing an oath in his heart, Dio looked at the two men sitting in front of him with an embarrassed expression—the old Assassin Jacob, whom he had just beaten up, and Marcelo, the head of the place.

Fortunately, perhaps because of his strength, after Dio took out the Assassin badge and Hidden Blade as proof of identity, Jacob and Marcelo, who had simply treated their injuries, did not show any dissatisfaction.

However, compared to Jacob, who had a calm face, the kind of resentful gaze that Marcelo, who could not completely hide his thoughts, from time to time, always made Dio feel a little uncomfortable.

"May I ask you to come to us, what is the matter?"

After stopping Marcelo from continuing to express his displeasure with his eyes, Jacob asked very calmly.

"Well, actually, I originally wanted to ask the president of the Assassins' Guild about the assassination of Bishop Gleni and others in the city of Santa Utopia."

Entering the main topic, Dio said with a serious face: "During the investigation after the fact, the Templars found a blade of the sword from one of the victims...... That's part of the Hidden Blade! ”

"So it's for this......"

Jacob narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "I've heard about this too. ”

"Well, why haven't I heard of this at all?"

Marcelo, who was sitting next to Jacob, said with a puzzled expression.

"If you had read those letters carefully, you wouldn't have been unaware of these things!"

Hearing this, Jacob immediately glared at Marcelo fiercely, and he immediately became honest.

"In fact, no matter how much physical evidence was left at the scene related to the Assassins, I don't think it could have been done by a single Assassin."

Jacob said very seriously: "Because this is not in accordance with our creed. ”

In fact, Dio didn't think it looked like the Assassins had done it.

If someone hired killers to commit the murder, then there are still some possibilities. After all, for those killers, as long as they give enough money, even the Pope will dare to attack!

However, the Assassins were different.

Assassins belonging to the Assassins' Guild did not kill innocents. They act according to a certain creed, even if they are forced to do so, they will try to avoid doing anything to the old and weak women and children.

Among those who were killed, there were several bishops who were good old men who had little strength, but who were simply respected for their respectable conduct. Such a person would not only not be targeted by the Assassins, but would sometimes be protected by the Assassins.

Therefore, judging from the situation of the victims, Dio felt that it was unlikely that this would be the work of the Assassins. However, judging from the blade, the assassins still have a little suspicion, so until the suspicion of the assassins is completely ruled out, Dio will not easily make up his mind.

"Therefore, after learning about this, I felt that someone should be deliberately framing our several Assassin Guild leaders, so they joined forces to investigate this matter."

Jacob said with a serious face: "It didn't take long for them to find a clue......

But just as he was talking about this, Marcelo asked in surprise, "Uncle Jacob, how do you know about such a thing?" Probably wouldn't mention this in the guild's letter? ”

After knocking Marcelo's head angrily, Jacob said very old-fashionedly: "You dare to doubt your Uncle Jacob? Did you know that, apart from you, bastard, many of the Assassin Guild leaders were taught by me! Do you understand? ”

"Even the legendary assassin of the Assassin Guild outside the Holy Capital has to honestly call me Mr. Jacob when he sees me!"

So, when I had some problems, they would write to me and ask me to help me analyze them! The incident is clearly written in the letters they sent me, John! ”

Looking at Jacob and Marcelo's "performance", Dio was calm.

In fact, in his opinion, Marcelo's sudden interruption of Jacob's words was simply that he was afraid that he would accidentally reveal some secrets about the Assassins' Guild.

After all, in Marcelo's opinion, even if Dio had taken out those tokens, his identity was still quite suspicious.

In contrast, Jacob, who has his own channels and knows a lot of secrets, has already seen Dio's true identity, so he doesn't mind telling Dio some inside information.

After discovering that Jacob's attitude was far more resolute than he had imagined, Marcelo, who understood it, quickly relented.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's what you keep saying! ”

Marcelo, who was trained like a grandson, said with a bitter face: "You should go on quickly......"

After glancing at Marcelo again, Jacob continued his narration.

"Perhaps in the eyes of the Templars, all the victims were killed with some kind of sharp weapon. As for which weapon it was, they didn't know very well. But according to John's examination, there should be more than one murderer! Because there was a corpse with a wound that was very different from the wounds of other victims! ”

"That corpse is the corpse of Bishop Allen who still has a little strength!"

"According to John's judgment, the weapon used by the murderer who assassinated Bishop Allen should be a short sword!"

Jacob, who did not forget the Black Templars, swore that "there are far fewer people who use short swords than daggers!" And after the investigation, John and the others circled some people who might be murderers, and then visited them one by one. ”

"In the end, they succeeded in catching the murderer of Bishop Allen."

After taking out a pipe and lighting it, Jacob smoked his pipe and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "That's the A-class killer of the Killer Guild, codenamed Bett, flea!" ”

Hearing this, Dio's eyes narrowed.

The A-level killers of the Killer Guild not only need to have enough records, but also need to have enough strength. To be able to become an A-level killer, the strength of this killer called Bitt should be beyond doubt. And his code name is still "Flea", which means that he should be very good at escaping.

Such a killer was caught by several Assassin Guild leaders named John, so it is no wonder that Jacob is so proud.

"If it's any other killer, I'm afraid I don't know anything. But as an A-class killer, that flea can still know a little bit of the inside story. ”

Jacob paused for a moment before continuing, "According to him, the people who hired them should be from the Mantes Empire. ”

"Is this information accurate?"

After frowning, Dio asked solemnly.

"Well, it's definitely accurate!"

Jacob replied casually: "After all, the only one who wants to make trouble in the Rhine Holy Kingdom, thereby delaying the alliance between the Rhine Holy Kingdom and the Malte United Kingdom, is the Mantes Empire, right?" ”

(Is that really the case...... ）

Dio's face became very solemn.

Although Dio had long felt that it was very likely that the Mantes Empire had done this, he really didn't expect that the other party's actions would be so fast.

"So, what about after that?"

Dio asked casually.

"After that, what after?"

Jacob raised an eyebrow at Dio, then said, "After warning the Assassins not to splash dirty water on our Assassins, everyone called it a day." ”

"Huh?"

Dio looked at Jacob with some confusion.

"That's normal, right?"

After smiling calmly, Jacob explained, "The conflict between our Assassin Guild and the Killer Guild is only because they framed us!" And that's just what a few people in the Killer Guild did. ”

"So, after warning them once, we stopped."

When he said this, Jacob glanced at Dio with deep meaning: "After all, if the Mantes Empire wants to make any big news, it is also a matter for the Rhine Holy Kingdom and the United Kingdom of Malte, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

Jacob's words are right, and they are true.

Whatever the Mantes Empire wanted to do, the Assassins would not bother to bother with such political matters as long as they did not involve the Assassin Guild.

(So, after being warned once by the Assassins, the killers still didn't stop moving...... ）

Looking at Jacob, who was smoking a pipe calmly, Dio's expression was a little dignified.

Although it is already known that the Mantes Empire is behind it, Dio still can't come up with any good way to deal with it. After all, no matter how strong Dio is, he doesn't have the ability to fight against the entire Mantes Empire.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even the Killer Guild that was directly involved in this incident was not so easy to deal with.

"If I gave you an order to deal with those killers, would you be willing?"

After a moment of contemplation, Dio said.

"Of course not."

Jacob shook his head resolutely: "Although the way those killers are acting in a way that we are a little unaccustomed to, it is just that we are not used to it. What's more, if we really have to go head-to-head with the Killer Guild, we may not be able to defeat them smoothly. ”

After all, the Assassin Guild was formed by a group of Assassins who had come together to share a common faith. Although the cohesion is higher, and the strength is certainly not weak, the number of assassins is definitely not comparable to the killers who trade human lives for money.

Therefore, Jacob and others are naturally unwilling to get involved in this troubled water.

"In that case, then I'll take my leave."

After a deep sigh, Dio was about to leave.

"It's good to go, don't send it!"

Jacob smiled and waved at Dio, then watched him leave.

After Dio walked out of the room, Marcelo said to Jacob with a serious face: "Uncle Jacob! I ......"

"Don't even think about it!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jacob replied categorically: "You will stay here for me honestly, and I will not be allowed to go anywhere!" ”

"Why!"

Marcelo said with a depressed face.

"The reason is simple! Because...... You're not a carefree person! ”

After glancing at Marcelo, Jacob said slowly: "As the person in charge here, if you die, what will happen to those children?" ”

"Isn't there still you?"

Marcelo muttered.

"I'm old!"

Jacob glared at him angrily, "Only God knows when I'm going to hang up all of a sudden!" ”

At this point, Marcelo had nothing to say.

"Remember, Marcelo."

After sighing, Jacob exhaled a large smoke ring, and then said helplessly: "Our life is not just our own......"

After leaving the training base belonging to the Assassin Guild, Dio directly spread his black wings and flew towards the city of Santa Utopia as fast as he could.

Although the purpose of this trip has been successfully achieved, and even exceeded, there is no trace of joy on Dio's face.

(Mantes Empire...... ）

After sighing, Dio flapped the pair of black wings on his back and flew quickly towards the city of Santa Utopia.

By the time Dio returned to Santa Utopia, it was already midnight.

Although there was a curfew in Santa Utopia due to recent events and teams of Templars patrolling the city, Dio easily avoided all the sentry posts and patrols and returned to the inn where Karen and the others were staying.

However, when Dio entered the room where Aisha and the others were staying, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Dio! You're back! ”

Aisha, who had not yet fallen asleep, glanced at Dio, who had entered the room through the window, with tears in her eyes, and then turned her head back.

After following Aisha's gaze to the bed, Dio felt his head swell a little, as if a lot of blood was pouring up on his head.

This is because, on that bed, Teresa, whose face was as white as paper, was lying there quietly......