In the empty castle of the lords, Antoine anxiously paced back and forth in his study, with the report of Sir Carsla, the head of the port district, on his desk, requesting that the pirate inspection team search the city thoroughly and arrest the Chaos cultists. Underneath this document is a letter from the church in the city, asking him to allow the Paladins to intervene in the investigation because of the traces of Chaos cultists in the city.

Antoine had also heard some rumors of disappearances in the city, but after all, most of the disappearances took place in the slums, and whether the untouchables were missing or dead was completely insignificant to him, but when it came to the Chaos cultists, it was tricky, especially when there was a demon hunter in the city.

However, those damn pirate inspectors, others don't know, Antoine knows very well in his heart, those people were the most popular pirates in this sea area two years ago! If it weren't for the good development of trade in recent years, they would have been able to feed them by drawing taxes at sea, and these robbers would have listened to themselves as they do now? Although they are a very important card in their own hands, if they are really let into the city, Antoine himself does not know how much trouble he will cause.

But now the Church actually wants to send holy warriors to search for the traces of Chaos believers on a large scale! Paladin or pirate? Who is in charge of this?

Antoine's face was gloomy, and he didn't even have an appetite for his usual favorite butter ball, and he lifted the plate full of this luxurious food off the table: "Rubbish, the people of the city guard are a bunch of rubbish!" Well, now it's trouble on both sides! ”

Since ancient times, the pure good and the chaotic evil camp have been the most troublesome of the all, and our butler Antoine could not choose one of the two to make him more at ease, when a voice intended his contemplation.

"Ha, my lord, what are you bothering about?" A slippery voice rang out from behind Antoine.

The acting city lord, who was obviously frightened, trembled with fat on his face: "Damn it! How many times have I said it, don't come out from behind me! ”

Antoine, who turned around, pointed his carrot-like finger at the Shadow Assassin Colin, and said word by word: "Forever, far, no, want, stand in my shadow!" ”

Colin, who was still hiding half of his body in the shadows, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and the next second appeared in the shadow of the door, and knocked on the door in a hurry: "Is anyone at home?" Can I come in? ”

Under the disgruntled gaze of the acting lord, the Shadow Assassin leisurely leaned against the door frame, "Antoine, your guts are as small as the tip of a needle, how many times have I said it, I will not deal with my commission employer, we Shadow Assassins rely on credibility to eat." ”

Taking out a delicate handkerchief, Antoine wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "How are you doing, have you done the demon hunter and his apprentice?" The cultists in the city are getting more and more rampant, and now more is better than less, and if he is not coming for me, let them get out of here as soon as possible. ”

"I'm sorry, my lord, the Shadow Assassin never misses, and that apprentice should be dead by now." The Shadow Assassin Colin tilted his ears as if listening to a voice in the shadows: "His teacher, he will definitely die by this time tomorrow, and I vouch for the reputation of the Shadow Assassin." So, can we talk about commissions? ”

Antoine looked like he had eaten a cockroach, and said with an ugly face: "It should be dead?" Tomorrow will definitely die? That's what you gave me? And you want your payouts right now? I think the rumors about your Shadow Assassin organization may be exaggerated, and I'm starting to doubt your professionalism, Colin. ”

"I knew it wasn't going to turn out to be satisfying." Colin's figure disappeared into the air, and the afternoon sun shone in through the window on the side of the study, and Colin appeared like a ghost, appearing in the shadows between the windows and the windows, and then disappeared in the sunlight, window by window towards Antoine's seat.

"I won't pay you a penny until you put those two's heads on my desk!" Antoine roared, saliva almost squirting onto the assassin a few meters away.

"I told you, they're dead, I've arranged everything, and it looks like there's a little disagreement between us." The Shadow Assassin Colin skipped another window and appeared next to his desk, sitting lightly on the corner of the desk, shaking his legs: "However, these are not problems, in fact, I have found a better buyer for this mission." ”

Anthony vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the attitude of the shadow assassin in front of him, so he cautiously pulled away a little distance, and put his left hand on a hidden button on the chair, this device could make him disappear in an instant in the dark passage that had been prepared for a long time, where there was also a teleportation array that he had prepared for a long time, and he could teleport himself to a safe place within three seconds.

The Shadow Assassin didn't seem to see Antoine's small movements: "By the way, I have a little objection to what you just said, your table. ”

As he spoke, the Assassin gestured with his little thumb, emphasizing that it was indeed a small dissent.

Butler Antoine was confused by the Assassin's words, but out of trust in the Shadow Assassin Order's reputation for centuries, he did not immediately press the button on his chair: "What objection?" This is my study, my desk! Now get off my desk! It's carved from hundred-year-old dragon's blood! Who has objections? ”

"I, I have an objection." A slightly crisp voice came from the doorway.