Merlin walks in the devastation of South Darbat.

The modest city of Assassins had been reduced to ruins during the armed raid, and the fighting here had ended after Knell had been rescued.

Beside Merlin, the black-clothed warriors who were still alive, led by some commanders, silently gathered the corpses of their companions and rescued those who were still alive.

This time, the stronghold of the Assassin Alliance was really a heavy loss.

According to Merlin's statistics alone, more than 300 Assassins died in the attack, and you must know that those who can be trained in the base camp are extremely talented Assassins, and they are the real elite force in the Assassin League.

This organization that has existed for hundreds of years is indeed huge, but most of its members are peripheral members, and only a small part of them are really responsible for fighting.

"Huh"

A black-clad assassin hurried from the other side of the ruins with a light movement, stood beside Merlin, bowed her head respectfully to Merlin, and said to him in a hoarse tone:

"Honored guest, Master Ninja is waiting for you."

"You call him Master Ninja? What do you have to do with the ninjas of Toei? ”

Merlin asked:

"Are you ninjas or assassins?"

"It's just a different name."

The female ninja, who was not very old, replied softly:

"We also have branches in Toying, but ninja training is only part of the training for the warriors of the Assassin League, not all of it. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the leader went to Toei alone, and won the title of ninja master with one person and one sword, and since then, this name has been the honorific title for the chief. ”

"Oh, I see."

Merlin nodded, and he said to the female ninja:

"Go ahead, I'll get over on my own."

The female ninja did not hesitate and turned away in a very obedient gesture.

Her temperament is the same as that of the samurai around Merlin, calm, tenacious, emotionally introverted, and willing to become a member of this organization.

They are all the best subordinates, the best executors of orders.

I don't know, Lars. Al. Gul, how did you train such a good follower?

"Uh"

Merlin looked at the towering snow-capped mountain peaks behind him, and he took a deep breath, and in this cold air, there was a foul smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, which made Merlin feel a little bad.

He turned around and quickly left the devastated battlefield.

On the other side, under the ruins of the collapsed nine-story pavilion, an old assassin was talking to his daughter in a secret chamber that spiraled nearly 20 meters underground, immersed in a strange pool of water that shimmered with green light.

Lars. Al. Gul, the living legend was now weak, his eyes were closed, there was undisguised exhaustion on his old face, the majesty of the past had disappeared at this moment, and he looked like a real old man.

The old man in the twilight.

"Talia, you're doing a good job this time."

Lars. Al. Gul said to his daughter, who was kneeling beside him:

"With a dead thing that cannot be used, in times of crisis, it gives us life and hope. You saved our organization... My daughter, perhaps, I have always underestimated you in the past. ”

"It's nothing, father."

Talia hid her ambitions well, and she deferentially said to her father:

"Anybody, in that situation, would make the same choice as I did."

"Maybe."

The old assassin did not respond to his daughter's modesty, leaning against the slightly swaying water, allowing the strange power of the pool to repair his body. After a moment of silence, he said to Talia:

"My daughter... Take Damien out of Nandarbat and go to Bane, who will help you bring down the other factions of the Assassin League, and he will help you rebuild our organization. ”

Hearing her father's words, Talia's fingers clenched violently, and she felt a wave of joy in her heart.

This meant that her father had finally acknowledged her jurisdiction over the Assassin League, and that she had finally become the heir to her father's legacy.

Her precise choices at the critical moment paid off.

Lars. Al. Gul pondered for a moment, and then he said:

"You need to nurture Damian well, my grandson will be the hope for the future of the Assassin League. But Talia, my daughter, you should know better than me that there is a part of Damian's personality that is very similar to that of his father Bruce, and they all have a kind of weakness in their hearts that cannot be removed, and this weakness from Bruce may affect Damian's future..."

"Bruce is not weak."

Merlin's voice suddenly rang out at this moment, interrupting the old assassin's words.

He walked down the spiral staircase, and stood at the entrance of the underground chamber, and he looked at the pool in front of him, which was like a large swimming pool and emitted a strange green light, and the old assassin in the pool, and he whispered:

"It is more difficult to respect life and hold on to faith in any situation than to kill with seemingly ruthless hands. He's not a coward, at least in my opinion, he's much more determined than you. ”

Merlin put his hands in his trouser pockets as he looked at Lars. Al. Gul, the head of the legendary demons, the legendary human demons, said:

"At least when Bruce is facing death, he won't borrow the power of demons to try to survive..."

"Merlin!"

Talia shouted, trying to stop Merlin's rude speech, but was stopped by his father.

The old Assassin raised his left hand to signal Talia to be quiet, and he opened his eyes and looked at Merlin in front of him, as if he were scrutinizing him. After a while, he said to Talia:

"My daughter, go, bring my grandson. I have something to say to him. ”

"Father, you..."

Talia heard an ominous hint in her father's words. It's as if the ninja master has a premonition, and he is telling the future.

"Go ahead."

The old assassin said softly, but without refusal:

"I also have some personal matters to talk to Mr. Merlin."

Talia stood up a little helplessly, she was familiar with her father's temper, and she knew that this matter was irreversible. She lowered her head and walked towards the exit of the secret room, the feeling of still not being fully trusted, which made Talia's mood a little bad.

As she passed Merlin, she looked up, glanced at Merlin, and then quickened her pace and left the chamber.

When only Merlin and the old Assassin were left, Lars. Al. Gul suddenly spoke:

"Thalia is very good, she is very good in every way, she inherited my stubbornness and ambition, and also inherited her mother's wisdom and patience, but unfortunately, there is a narrow part of her thinking, but when it comes to her interests, she can tolerate too little and too little, this defect, she is destined to be difficult to become a qualified leader."

"Oh, that's why you've been suppressing her."

Merlin strolled forward, crouched at the edge of the water in the pool of Salalus before him, and whispered:

"I thought you were an old-fashioned, patriarchal old man. But I think Talia is not bad, after all, there are perfect people in this world. Since you can't convince Bruce to inherit your business, you'll have to get together with another person who isn't bad. ”

"My real hope is Damian."

The old Assassin said calmly:

"My grandson is the destined leader of the future of the Assassin League. Thalia is just a transition, and she is destined to hand over my inheritance to my grandson. Of course, it has nothing to do with you, it's my family affair... So, let's talk about what really matters. ”

The old man, who was immersed in the water of the pool like a green potion, looked at Merlin, and said:

"Merlin. Riley, you know, who am I? ”

"You're Lars. Al. Gul, a human demon who has lived for 700 years, has countless lives in his hands, is an arrogant idealist who claims to build the perfect world in your mind. You are known as the Head of the Demons, Master Assassin, and you have orchestrated many horrific massacres over the past few hundred years. ”

Merlin said in a calm tone:

"As far as I know from Bruce, you are behind the Great Fire of London, even the plague of the Middle Ages, the Thirty Years' War, and even the First World War... You're a villain, one of the most terrible terrorists in the world, but I don't think that's the answer you want from me. ”

He looked at the old Assassin, and after a moment, he took off his gloves and dipped his fingers in the waters of the pool of Seralus, feeling the power of the water in the same vein as the magic in him, he sighed and whispered:

"You're the same as me, and you're not the same as me, you're the son of the Three Palaces... Theoretically, you're mine, brother? ”

"Huh."

Lars. Al. Gul seemed pleased with this answer, he lifted his hand from the pool, he looked at the wound on his arm that had not healed, he said with some melancholy and some nostalgia:

"I have lived for 700 years, and once, I thought I could face death calmly, but it was not until this moment actually came that I realized that there was still fear in my heart..."

"But not the fear of death."

The old Assassin said to Merlin:

"Can you relate to that feeling? When you know where you're going to go when you die... Not heaven, not hell. Merlin, people like you and me, even if they die, they will not find true peace, and our souls will return to the hands of the Three Palaces Demon and become one of its countless playthings. ”

"At that time, we couldn't live, and we couldn't die. We can only wait for the impossible end in endless suffering. ”

"You're right, I'm the son of the Three Palaces, and like you, I also have the power it gives."

"But you're not entirely right."

Lars. Al. Gul looked at Merlin, and he said word by word:

"I'm actually exactly the same as you."

"We are all 'children of rebellion', we are all rebels who do not obey the will of the three houses, we don't want to join the cruel game, we use our own way, trying to find relief."

"Merlin. Riley! I am the last son of the Three Houses left over from the last era. ”

"It was also the first son of the devil born at the beginning of this era."

"You escaped the last reincarnation of the sons of the three houses? Are you a survivor? ”

Merlin's eyes widened at this moment, he looked at the old assassin in front of him, and he said in a serious tone:

"How did you do that?"

Faced with Merlin's question, a playful smile flashed in the old assassin's eyes, and he said leisurely:

"I certainly didn't do it on my own, someone helped me when I needed it most. She gave me a glimmer of hope and a responsibility, but alas... Now it seems that I have failed her. ”

"She?"

Merlin savored the word, and he asked:

"Who is 'she'? Can help you resist the Three Palaces Demon, is it the legendary Supreme Mage? ”

"Your imagination is too rich, Merlin, read less miscellaneous books."

The old Assassin denied this speculation, and replied in a calm tone:

"That's an ancient man, you just need to know that she's the true origin of the League of Assassins, and that's enough. Of course, I also know, you must be desperate to know, how I got rid of the cruel reincarnation set by the third house, I will tell you Merlin, I have actually been waiting for your arrival, I will tell you all the steps. ”

Speaking of which, Lars. Al. Gul paused, and he said:

"But only if you take the responsibility off my shoulders."

"What do you mean?"

Merlin frowned and asked:

"Haven't you already handed over the League of Assassins to your daughter and grandson? As you said, that's none of my business. ”

"Yes, I gave them the League of Assassins."

The old assassin said seriously:

"But I will give you the true legacy of the Assassins. Believe me, compared to this thing, the existence of the League of Assassins is, so to speak, worthless. Without it, the League of Assassins is destined to become a short-lived shell. ”

"Legacy of the Assassins?"

Merlin's ten fingers moved, and he said:

"Your words have made me more and more confused, Lord Ninja, stop talking in such specious riddles, it's too tiring. I mean, you can actually speak human words. ”

"Don't rush..."

Lars. Al. Gul was not annoyed, and in the waves of the pool of Sarah, he looked at his own reflection in the green pool, and he whispered:

"We still have enough time, we can talk slowly."

"It's... It's a long story. ”

PS：

This is the end of this addition, this time the addition is 6-7 months of tipping and more, and the August reward will be placed on the 10th of next month, so stay tuned. Finally, it is the usual thing to ask for a monthly pass, and some brothers don't hide it, after all, the monthly pass is a thing, and it won't give birth to a baby, hahahaha.