In the SnowRoom Mansion, where it was hard to return to peace in the middle of the day and night, Steon and Mohawk complained endlessly, and seemed to have great objections to Wang Yifan's move to let the assassin go.

"Your Highness! You should know what kind of organization the Dark Brotherhood is. Do you really think they'll give up so easily? If breaking away from the Dark Brotherhood was as easy as the two Assassins said, then how did the Dark Brotherhood manage to bind its members for 300 years without causing trouble. ”

“…”

"Your Highness! Uncle, he's right! I've heard in the city's 'Dark Tavern' that the mind that rules the Dark Brotherhood is actually a vampire who has lived for 300 years. This organization led by vampires, what faith does it have with people, if you let them go today, they will probably come to assassinate them again tomorrow! ”

(Darkpath Tavern: A fictional location that is home to the Black Market in Stormhelm City, one of the few places in the city that is not subject to the Stormcloak.) ）

"Whew!" Wang Yifan let out a long sigh, "Are you all done?" ”

At this time, he was carrying the leg of mutton that he had just gnawed in his left hand, and the greasy silk cloth with yellow and green in his right hand, and the expression on his face was even more indescribably strange.

"From the time I took my first sip of hot wine in the house, until I finished nibbling on this third leg of lamb, you two didn't stop for a moment!" He glanced at the untouched wine glass in the hands of the two of them, pouted, and said, "As for me, I am full of wine and meat."

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In the SnowRoom Mansion, where it was hard to return to peace in the middle of the day and night, Steon and Mohawk complained endlessly, and seemed to have great objections to Wang Yifan's move to let the assassin go.

"Your Highness! You should know what kind of organization the Dark Brotherhood is. Do you really think they'll give up so easily? If breaking away from the Dark Brotherhood was as easy as the two Assassins said, then how did the Dark Brotherhood manage to bind its members for 300 years without causing trouble. ”

“…”

"Your Highness! Uncle, he's right! I've heard in the city's 'Dark Tavern' that the mind that rules the Dark Brotherhood is actually a vampire who has lived for 300 years. This organization led by vampires, what faith does it have with people, if you let them go today, they will probably come to assassinate them again tomorrow! ”

(Darkpath Tavern: A fictional location that is home to the Black Market in Stormhelm City, one of the few places in the city that is not subject to the Stormcloak.) ）

"Whew!" Wang Yifan let out a long sigh, "Are you all done?" ”

At this time, he was carrying the leg of mutton that he had just gnawed in his left hand, and the greasy silk cloth with yellow and green in his right hand, and the expression on his face was even more indescribably strange.

"From the time I took my first sip of hot wine in the house, until I finished nibbling on this third leg of lamb, you two didn't stop for a moment!" He glanced at the untouched wine glass in the hands of the two of them, pouted, and said, "As for me, I am full of wine and meat."

In the SnowRoom Mansion, where it was hard to return to peace in the middle of the day and night, Steon and Mohawk complained endlessly, and seemed to have great objections to Wang Yifan's move to let the assassin go.

"Your Highness! You should know what kind of organization the Dark Brotherhood is. Do you really think they'll give up so easily? If breaking away from the Dark Brotherhood was as easy as the two Assassins said, then how did the Dark Brotherhood manage to bind its members for 300 years without causing trouble. ”

“…”

"Your Highness! Uncle, he's right! I've heard in the city's 'Dark Tavern' that the mind that rules the Dark Brotherhood is actually a vampire who has lived for 300 years. This organization led by vampires, what faith does it have with people, if you let them go today, they will probably come to assassinate them again tomorrow! ”

(Darkpath Tavern: A fictional location that is home to the Black Market in Stormhelm City, one of the few places in the city that is not subject to the Stormcloak.) ）

"Whew!" Wang Yifan let out a long sigh, "Are you all done?" ”

At this time, he was carrying the leg of mutton that he had just gnawed in his left hand, and the greasy silk cloth with yellow and green in his right hand, and the expression on his face was even more indescribably strange.

"From the time I took my first sip of hot wine in the house, until I finished nibbling on this third leg of lamb, you two didn't stop for a moment!" He glanced at the untouched wine glass in the hands of the two of them, pouted, and said, "As for me, I am full of wine and meat."

In the SnowRoom Mansion, where it was hard to return to peace in the middle of the day and night, Steon and Mohawk complained endlessly, and seemed to have great objections to Wang Yifan's move to let the assassin go.

"Your Highness! You should know what kind of organization the Dark Brotherhood is. Do you really think they'll give up so easily? If breaking away from the Dark Brotherhood was as easy as the two Assassins said, then how did the Dark Brotherhood manage to bind its members for 300 years without causing trouble. ”

“…”

"Your Highness! Uncle, he's right! I've heard in the city's 'Dark Tavern' that the mind that rules the Dark Brotherhood is actually a vampire who has lived for 300 years. This organization led by vampires, what faith does it have with people, if you let them go today, they will probably come to assassinate them again tomorrow! ”

(Darkpath Tavern: A fictional location that is home to the Black Market in Stormhelm City, one of the few places in the city that is not subject to the Stormcloak.) ）

"Whew!" Wang Yifan let out a long sigh, "Are you all done?" ”

At this time, he was carrying the leg of mutton that he had just gnawed in his left hand, and the greasy silk cloth with yellow and green in his right hand, and the expression on his face was even more indescribably strange.

"From the time I took my first sip of hot wine in the house, until I finished nibbling on this third leg of lamb, you two didn't stop for a moment!" He glanced at the untouched wine glass in the hands of the two of them, pouted, and said, "As for me, I am full of wine and meat."

In the SnowRoom Mansion, where it was hard to return to peace in the middle of the day and night, Steon and Mohawk complained endlessly, and seemed to have great objections to Wang Yifan's move to let the assassin go.

"Your Highness! You should know what kind of organization the Dark Brotherhood is. Do you really think they'll give up so easily? If breaking away from the Dark Brotherhood was as easy as the two Assassins said, then how did the Dark Brotherhood manage to bind its members for 300 years without causing trouble. ”

“…”

"Your Highness! Uncle, he's right! I've heard in the city's 'Dark Tavern' that the mind that rules the Dark Brotherhood is actually a vampire who has lived for 300 years. This organization led by vampires, what faith does it have with people, if you let them go today, they will probably come to assassinate them again tomorrow! ”

(Darkpath Tavern: A fictional location that is home to the Black Market in Stormhelm City, one of the few places in the city that is not subject to the Stormcloak.) ）

"Whew!" Wang Yifan let out a long sigh, "Are you all done?" ”

At this time, he was carrying the leg of mutton that he had just gnawed in his left hand, and the greasy silk cloth with yellow and green in his right hand, and the expression on his face was even more indescribably strange.