He looked up at the city walls. He pricked up his ears again and listened carefully. From his old pocket, he pulled out a pair of gloves made of unknown animal skin, and there were many tiny barbs that shimmered with metal on his ten fingertips.

On the same pair of boots she wears today. There is also a similar device.

Vikna jumped slightly, and stuck to the city wall like a gecko, and then she began to use her hands and feet together, and quickly climbed up on the steep city wall, her movements were quite light, as long as there was a place for her to borrow a little strength, she could take advantage of the momentum to climb a large distance, nearly twenty meters high city wall, just in the blink of an eye, she went up to the top of the city.

But she didn't immediately climb over the wall, but just held her hand firmly on the battlements, and then held her breath and remained motionless, watching a certain direction vigilantly.

Although her movements were light, the ice on the walls was clearly not solid, so as she climbed, some thin ice fell off the walls, and these thin ices made some noises as they fell, attracting the attention of soldiers on a nearby watchtower.

The soldiers were also dutiful, and one of them lit a torch and threw it from the watchtower towards the sound outside the city wall, the bright torch drawing a gorgeous parabola in the air, instantly illuminating a large area. It's just that the light snow and the angle chosen by Vikna prevent the soldiers from discovering anything.

After looking at it for a while, the soldiers gave up. Turning their attention back to the topic they had just talked about, it was not uncommon for the ice to fall off the walls, and they didn't think anyone could climb such a steep wall.

Poked his head out of the battlements and took a look. Vikna noticed that there was also snow on the city walls, which was a real problem for the Assassins, as a careless footprint on the snow could reveal the Assassins' whereabouts.

But this could not help Vikna, she deftly turned over the wall, and when she fell, only her toes touched the ground, and she landed very accurately on the messy footprints of the previous patrol when they passed by, and waved her hand to wipe the handprints left by her palm on the battlements of the battlements, after she left, these subtle traces could not be found at all if you did not look closely.

It was late at night, and there was silence in Victoria's castle, and Vikna, hiding in the shadows of the city walls, began to advance cautiously under the cover of the shadows, and she did not go up and down the stairs to the walls. Instead, they left the wall tens of meters high in an unnoticed place and once again fell down the wall like a gecko.

Between the outer walls and the main body of the castle inside, there was a sizable clearing, and Vikna's eyes gleamed in the darkness behind a pile of debris beneath the walls.

A group of soldiers patrolling the clearing passed not far away, but no one glanced in her direction, and even if they did, they would not notice the female elf who was already integrated with the pile of debris, and there would be a male burning fire every other distance in the clearing, and the firelight illuminated many areas, and there seemed to be soldiers on the surrounding watchtowers who were responsible for monitoring the movement in the clearing. It's impossible to get through the open space unnoticed.

But this is not difficult for Vikna, she thought about it, looked at the pile of clutter on the side, and had an idea in her mind.

Beside her, there was a pile of wooden crates of goods, and she gently moved one of the higher boxes outwards a bit, so that the box was on the verge of falling, but it didn't fall because of the delicate balance.

After a while, the heavier and heavier snow soon completely obscured the movement of the box.

Then Vikna dived into the shadows beneath the walls again, moving to another location.

Reaching out and groping in the snow for a while, Vikna dug up a small stone, and with a flick of her finger, she made the small stone accurately hit the wooden box where she had just made her hands and feet, and the wooden box immediately turned over on the snow due to the action of external force.

The sound of the stone hitting the wooden box was not loud. However, the movement of the wooden box overturning was inappropriate, and it attracted the eyes of all the soldiers around him.

A nearby patrol flew over to the pile to see what had happened, but found nothing but a wooden box that had fallen to the ground. "These clumsy guys! I can't even fold a box! A human soldier with a long beard and a meaty face who led the team circled around the pile of debris, and found nothing suspicious, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "Scared Lao Tzu!" Don't look at it, don't look at it, keep patrolling! ”

No one noticed that while they were attracted by the movement, a figure rushed out of the shadows and disappeared into the shadows under the castle.

No one noticed that the figure had climbed the outer wall of the castle shortly afterward, and the slight noise of the figure was completely obscured by the increasing snow and the cold wind that was blowing. The figure climbed higher and higher in the night, and soon entered the castle through a small ventilation window on the outer wall of the castle.

The room Vikna entered appeared to be a clutter-heavy room, with no one in it. It's pitch black, but? Secretly embarrassed by the elves with special eyesight, Vikna tiptoed to shout, and listened to the door, but there was no movement outside, she took off her gloves and pulled on the doorknob. only to find that the door was locked.

Taking out a small lock pick from her waist pocket, the female elf squatted down and began to fiddle skillfully, and after a while, there was a soft click on the lock and it opened.

Outside the door was a dimly lit hallway, Vikna flashed out, and the castle was quiet, and after turning around, Vikna finally found a room that looked like it was occupied.

Picking the lock again, the elf found two single beds in the room, on which two men were sleeping soundly.

It was still the lower level of the castle, and judging by the layout of the room and the clothes that the two men had left aside, they should have been small characters similar to the castle guards, and Vikna pulled out a dagger. Walked over to one of the beds and waved his hand. The sharp dagger slit the man's throat, and her movements were precise and deadly. The poor fellow didn't even snort before he died in bed, a large amount of blood gushing out of his slit throat and wetting the pillows, quilts, and sheets.

Ignoring this, Vikna went to the other bed, knocked the guy on the bed unconscious with the handle of the dagger, then tied it up and stuffed it again, before picking up a water bottle on the table and dousing the water on it to wake up the dead egg. The man, who couldn't figure out what had happened, woke up to find himself tied up. His mouth couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and just as he was about to struggle, Vikna's dagger was already on his neck: "If you don't want to die, just be quiet!" If you understand, just nod! ”

Feeling the deep chill of the metallic texture on his neck, the man immediately stopped, and Vikna moved the dagger away a little, and he nodded busily.

"Tell me where Geoffrey's room is, and I'll spare your life! Otherwise, you will die with your companions! Also, if you dare to scream after I set your mouth free, you won't have to speak again! Do you understand? ”

At the same time, in a room in the castle, the owner of the castle, Lord Negan, Jeffrey, had not yet slept.

I don't know why, although Jeffrey is fierce in bed, he has never given birth to an heir for so many years. This became Jeffrey's biggest heartache.

Jeffrey's body is strong, and the lord's self-esteem makes him not believe that the problem is with him. In the early years, he would choose some young and beautiful women, but since this year, Jeffrey has changed his approach and began to choose some plump breasts and fat buttocks according to the rumors. It is said that a woman who is good at giving birth but not so beautiful hopes to give birth to her offspring as soon as possible in this way.

He ended a half-man-making movement in bed, and the woman with an average face was really not to his taste, and he couldn't help kicking the other person out of bed halfway through. Knock out the door again, and then stay alone in the room and sulk.

After a while, Jeffrey decided not to think about it anymore, and he gestured to the table, ready to distract himself with something else.

On the table is a huge map of the Solo Peninsula.

Seeing that the other lords are in full swing, and the biggest external threat to the Solo Peninsula, the two great lords of Daxdor and Jade Ter, have also started a war. Ignoring the meaning of the Solo Peninsula at all. Jeffrey has decided to take advantage of this rare opportunity to expand his power again.

He set his sights on Fernand's realm again, and now, the lord had been replaced by a young man named Arthur.

It was not surprising that Fernande would be ousted by his subordinates, Jeffrey, who had long thought that the timid and cowardly Fernand would come one day sooner or later, even if he was not eliminated by himself.

The reason why he targeted this land that he had recently invaded was because Geoffrey felt that the land that had been rebuilt by the rookie named Arthur should be able to make more oil and water than the area that had been scorched by wars caused by other lords.

The thought of that rookie throwing so much money on those untouchables made Jeffrey a little angry, this loser is really nonsense, there should be someone to educate him and tell him that money is not used like this!

Preparations for the expedition were nearing completion, and Geoffrey suddenly found himself looking forward to the battle.

Thinking of the rookie's frightened expression when facing himself, the strongest lord of Solo Banwu, Jeffrey's originally bad mood greatly improved.

"Let me, the veteran Lord Negan, use the facts to tell you this rookie who doesn't know the height of the sky, in Negan, not everyone has the ability to be a stable lord!"

Jeffrey muttered to himself, stretched out, and was about to lie back in bed for a good night's sleep, when he suddenly heard some movement outside the door.