Hearing Cecil's apology, Tybron waved his hand: "Forget it, these people were born to be assassins, they have long been ready to die for the mission, to a certain extent, they and I are considered dead soldiers of His Highness Monshua, born for His Highness, and died for His Highness." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Cecil really felt that he was opening his eyes, the assassin had always been the kind of free character who worked for money in his eyes, and he didn't expect that there would be such a so-called dead man.

Seeing Cecil's surprise, Tiberon snorted, "What's so strange about this, those princes and nobles with almost unlimited resources, who wouldn't establish a few such secret organizations to do something for themselves that they are not willing to do. We are the night pot of the eldest prince, doing those dirty things for him, he doesn't feel uncomfortable with us, but he usually looks at us and is dirty. ”

Cecil said: "If Your Excellency sees it so clearly, why did you choose this profession? “

"Naive boy, people in our profession are inherently not chosen, but I have received this kind of training since I was a child, and many things are not something that you can detach if you see through it, and you may be able to understand it when you reach my age." When he said this, he had an expression that had gone through all the vicissitudes of life.

"And it's not the first time I've saved you." When Tybron said this, he also looked proud

Cecil listened and asked suspiciously, "When did Your Excellency save me?"

"In Wharton, I killed those Dreadknights, and I occasionally took on some hired assignments to maintain expenses." Tybron said, "But that young necromancer is also a talent, and he actually escaped my killer in an instant, and he was only under the sixth order at that time, which is amazing, and he will also be a great figure in the future." He remembered the necromancer's excellent life-saving methods that day, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart

Cecil listened to the Assassin's words, and he couldn't help but think of Sandru's terrifying figure. Cecil always had a premonition in his heart that Sandru would become his mortal enemy in the future, and this premonition was getting stronger and stronger.

Cecil smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Maybe I agreed to the conditions of the great priest at that time, and I didn't have to go through so many troubles. ”

"Naive," Tyberon said disdainfully, "you obediently handed over the inheritance, do you think you still have a life?" ”

Cecil's face changed, "Are they still going to break the agreement?" ”

"Promise? Only do you think it's an agreement, why should others abide by an agreement that you don't have the strength to maintain? Give you back a province, dream of you, now most of the provinces of the empire are controlled by the queen and Her Royal Highness Monshua, and there are only about 20 provinces where the king can control plus God, and you can't share it yourself, how can you give you a province. When they say this, I know what they think. Tybron said coldly.

Cecil's face changed: "No, they are the great priests of the Dawn Temple, and there is also a prince of the Chosen One, doing such a thing in the temple, aren't they afraid of the punishment of the God of Dawn?" “

"You're still so naïve," the old assassin looked at Cecil like a monster, "and if they would openly kill people in the Temple of Dawn and deprive the Lord of Dawn of his inheritance, how could they be afraid of lying in front of the Lord of Dawn?" Are you too naïve. ”

"Besides, the Lord of Dawn himself is a good thing, is there less dirty things he has done himself?" Once again, Tybron showed that disdainful countenance.

Cecil didn't say anything, in recent years, the strength of the Temple of Dawn has become more and more powerful, and the voices of dissatisfaction with the Lord of Dawn have also intensified. Especially people like Tyberon, who speak openly and sometimes regard the Lord of the Dawn as synonymous with hypocrisy, and although Cecil is not easy to refute him, he will not follow his nonsense, and can only respond with silence.

"Remember, when someone gives you such a good condition, you must have a clear understanding that he may only give you such a good condition because he doesn't intend to fulfill it at all." Tybron still said leisurely.

Cecil didn't care too much when he heard this, what he said was right, but in that desperate situation in the Temple of Dawn, this temptation of the other party was difficult to refuse. In fact, if it weren't for Tiberon's rescue, he would have died in the Temple of Dawn by now.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to save me, a few days ago I helped Prince Maisar's party kill a lot of you, and today it was you who rescued me, it's really a trick." Cecil couldn't help but sigh.

"There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, and it is not surprising that what will never change is interests." "If it were to your good cause if you died, it would be in your God's favor to your Highness Monshua, and I don't think the prince would be merciful, but now you must live, and it is best for him to have a legacy." The Assassin was also sarcastic when he spoke of his master.

"It seems that you don't have much respect for your master," Cecil said, feeling that the Assassin was not so difficult to get acquainted with, so he spoke presumptuously.

"My master? Do you mean Monshua? I respect him and call him His Highness, and if I don't respect him, it's no problem to call him a kid, he is not qualified to be my master. Tybron said.

"And who is your master? Her Majesty? Cecil asked again

"Please be more respectful of Miss." At the mention of the queen, Tybron actually put on a pious expression, and called the queen a young lady. Could it be that the master of Tibron is the father of the Empress? Seeing Tyberon's serious attitude, Cecil was embarrassed to continue asking like this, after all, an assassin would still keep some secrets.

After some conversation, Cecil knew a lot of secrets of the Iruk Empire and his current situation, although he had suffered some injuries, but it was not a major injury, and the mechanism of self-recovery when chatting just now had already healed the injuries. Now Cecil was concerned about how to escape, and Cecil knew that they were now in a small room not far from the Temple of Dawn, and it was far from safe.

As if seeing Cecil's thoughts, Tiberon said lightly: "I advise you not to act rashly, now that there are people capturing you everywhere outside, it is very likely that the emperor has issued martial law orders for the whole city, and you can't escape now." “