Muddrops of mud in the puddles fell on his boots and trousers, the streets in front of him were empty, and he saw the bright full moon as he looked through the tall red maples that flourished at the intersection.

November 17th.

He remembered that it seemed that in the last few days, according to the main plot of the game, Princess Samantha, the "White Rose" of the royal family, came to Karthas.

By the way, and the bounty hunters of "Pablo's Bloodthorn", how did they come to Karthas?

After associating the arrival of those guys with Princess Samantha's journey to the north, he suddenly smelled a hint of conspiracy-

In his previous life in the game, he didn't have too deep understanding of the details of these plot lines, he thought about it for a while, and vaguely realized that this was very likely to be an assassination.

Assassination of Princess Samantha.

So, who exactly is it that paid a high price for these guys who touched the "Pablo Bloodstab"?

Although in terms of motives, Count Lambert of Ensada was the most suspicious, but Gross clearly remembered that the count was not such a bold fellow -

He has the heart to fight against the authority of the royal family, but this kind of blatant tearing of his face does not look like the behavior of a nobleman of his level.

He is also one of the three powerful counts of Nogo.

He would never be so reckless and impulsive, because it would be extremely risky to do such a thing if someone grabbed the handle or evidence—

His Majesty within the white walls of Elva had already thought of intervening in the Northlands, and if the assassination of the princess was finally exposed, it would be a catastrophe of family and annihilation.

It's so brainless.

Without the right reason or excuse, it would be difficult for the royal family to deal with the local nobility, and in doing so, it would be like handing a knife to His Majesty.

Gross's steps were fast, and although he was thinking about these things, he had no intention of intervening—

His ideas were clear and simple. On the one hand, he believes that his current strength is far from enough, and at best, he can only become cannon fodder for one side; On the other hand, he did not want the course of history to change forever, thus depriving him of the advantage of foresight.

The night breeze blew from the end of the alley, and the flowing air took away the heat from his body, and he couldn't help but tighten the robe on his body—

It was a common style of robe for Xhosa merchants, with a long hem and wide sleeves. The sleeves are usually used to hold some bits and pieces, but at this moment, the cold air rushed in from the cuffs, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He pulled out a well-sealed bottle of fruit wine from his sleeve, a gift from the merchant Ignati Woods, and he was about to uncork it and take a sip to warm his body, but at this moment, he suddenly stopped—

Wrong.

Right now, as a lv20 inaugural high-level warrior, his physique far exceeds that of ordinary ordinary people-

Although it cannot be said that he is immune to all diseases and is not afraid of cold and warmth, the current level of cold does not allow his body to react so sensitively.

Killing Intent.

Gross's instincts told him that perhaps there were hidden eyes watching.

……

In the city of Karthas, the chase between Dondy and Baron Andrew Collins is more like a game of rats and cats, one side runs away and does not look back to fight, while the other side is furious and chases after each other-

Until a series of shrill whistles sounded in the distance.

Andrew knew what the whistles meant, and it was only then that he realized the sinister intentions of the Assassins—it was an unclever ploy to divert the tiger, but in his impatience and urgency, he was fooled.

Princess Samantha is attacked and is in critical condition.

Without hesitation, he stopped his previous pursuit, jumped off the rooftop, and sped towards the street.

The corners of Tang Di's mouth showed a sad smile.

After hearing this whistle, he knew that Mr. Congreve or Garfield might be about to succeed, and his task was also quite well accomplished, not only successfully luring away Andrew, the knight of the first order of awakening, but also delaying him for half an hour.

Standing on the roof, he twisted his head.

A pair of miserable green eyes like owl beasts suddenly widened, and beside him, there were three companions from the "Pablo Blood Thorn", and when they saw Tang Di's movements, they also turned their heads to look at a corner-

A dimly lit alley with only a few dim lights in the distance.

A walking figure, dressed like a merchant from the Xhosa side of the kingdom in the south, wore a dogskin hat with a round brim and an ugly beard.

Tang Di stared at the "bearded businessman".

He remembered correctly, it was this guy who shattered his previous dream - the "bearded merchant" was just a disguise, when in fact, the man was a mercenary.

The mercenary with dual wielding swords seems to be very good.

But at this time, Tang Di had three companions of "Pablo's Bloodthorn" by his side, and he felt that it was not very difficult to kill this guy-

Bounty hunters, retribution!

Most of the members of "Pablo's Blood" have such fierce personalities.

He looked at his companion, needless to say, but just looked at him, and there was a tacit understanding of his heart.

Qi Qi nodded.

The four figures soon blurred in the moonlit night.

The shadow of the body is hidden in the shadows, and the special way of moving makes the sound of footsteps like that of a wild cat, so faint that it is almost non-existent.

Closer, surrounded—

The subject stood still, seemingly aware of something, and was looking around.

Spike!

In an instant, four incredibly fast shadows appeared in Gross's front and back, and the sharp daggers and short swords were spitting cold light and were heading straight for him.

The flow of the wind changed.

He saw the face of the "clown", and a cruel smile appeared on it—

It's always a big hassle to get into trouble with Pablo's blood, and tonight, Gross finally had the pleasure of getting it.

Three are at the top of their careers, and one is at the pinnacle.

The latter was the "clown" face that quickly approached, and the cherry-like red nose grew wider and wider in his field of vision.

The fruit wine in his hand was tossed high by him seemingly at random, and landed on the onion-like roof of a nearby white building, and with a "clang" sound, it turned into splinters and a piece of dark red liquid flowing downward.

Draw your sword.

At this time, in order to pursue the speed of the shot, Gross did not choose to dual-wield the sword.

The blue sword flashed, he held the dagger in the hand of the "clown", the strength of the two was equal to each other, the frost long sword and the dagger were tightly together, and he saw a trace of pride in the eyes of the "clown".

On the left, right, and behind him, the three black shadows slowed down for less than a second, and at this time they had already come to his side.

The loose merchant robe on his body was instantly cut into several fluttering rags—

Daggers, short swords, cold light fluttering, unpredictable.

It's just that the brown eyes of the "bearded merchant" suddenly lit up.

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