In fact, Ravenhold hasn't had a good business lately. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, Ravenhold was an alliance of assassins, and its existence was a gray glove of various forces, and whoever had any unclean tasks would be handed over to Ravenhold, or trained by Ravenhold to complete them.

However, in recent years, as humans and goblins have become more and more closely intertwined, Ravenhold's "market share" is gradually being eaten away by goblins.

Many times the Assassins were powerful and effective, but more often than not, the limitations of the Assassins were too great - because Ravenhold would not involve himself in the war, and Azeroth had not been very peaceful lately, life at Ravenhold Manor was somewhat tight.

In this case, Duke Ravenhold's hair turned a lot grayer.

In recent days, Ravenhold has been deliberating whether to abandon some of the senseless traditions, recruit foreign members, and teach techniques other than assassination skills.

And this Fallad is a representative of the "reformists".

Although the reformers now have the upper hand, there are also many die-hards within Ravenhold, who insist on upholding tradition and claim that it is "the glory of thieves", so Farad wants to cut it first and open a hole first.

Farad believed that if he satisfactorily resolved his current predicament, he would be in a position that would go one step further, after all, the Duke of Ravenhold had no heir......

As Farad searched for unconventional Assassins, he discovered Valera and Nomi.

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After Farad's appearance, Nomi and Valella certainly couldn't do anything to forcibly disrupt official business.

"My name is Farad - I have to say, you exceeded my expectations, rookie." Farad smiled and looked at Nomi, "Especially you, I thought you were just a little guy from Lost Island, but I didn't expect you to be a prince." ”

Nomi was apparently being called that for the first time, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Are you talking about me? But I'm not a prince! ”

"You are." Fallad narrowed his eyes slightly, "You're the son of the Black Dragon Queen, and your father's strength is barely worthy of your bloodline." ”

In response to the Assassin's words, Nomi stated that he was now confused.

Although it is true to say this, although Nomi is the prince of the black dragon, he is more active as the son of Drunken Wind, even within the Dragon Legion, the first knowledge of other dragons about Nomi is "Son of Drunken Wind".

Looking at Nomi, who was a little dazed, Farad gave a faint smile and then looked at Valera.

"As for you, little girl of the High Elves, your talent is quite good, and I want you to join Ravenhold, maybe it will be a new page in the history of this manor." As he spoke, Fallad took a closer look at Valera, "But you still have a lot of problems, your feet are not skillful, your forehand dagger is not fast enough, your backhand dagger is not powerful enough, you are flawed when you sneak, and you are not good when you are in shadowwalk...... Tut-tut, what a waste of your talent. ”

Valella was tempted to retort, but when she met Farad's gaze, she was surprised to find that she could barely speak.

The guy standing lazily in front of him was like an unsheathed dagger at this moment, and he was so determined - for a moment, Valera almost thought that a dagger was against her neck!

Then Valera wisely chose to shut up.

Farad didn't continue to hit her, just shook his head slightly, then gave an order to follow, and went straight into the dense forest.

Between the lush trees, Farad shuttled quickly, and soon only a back remained.

Nomi and Valella, on the other hand, are gradually left behind because they are completely unfamiliar with the state of the forest.

"What to do, we're about to lose sight!" Valera's breathing gradually became rapid, "I can't go any faster, I've done my best." ”

"Follow as best you can." Nomi rolled through a small bush, "This must be a test." ”

"Running test?" Valera was a little helpless, "I've never heard that Stalkers need this. ”

"I don't know - maybe it's a chase test? Deliberately dump us and let us track? ”

"Don't make a fuss, that's a hunter's job, maybe a hound's!"

With a slight movement of his ears, Farad could hear the conversation between Valera and Nomi clearly.

"High Elves, you who get in the way, can't let you continue to wander around the Prince's neighborhood - I'm going to find a way to separate you, and I'm going to be by the Prince's side!"

"Well, yes, I'll go directly to the duke, I believe that with his character, he must be in a good mood to see such an assassination genius, right? And I believe that he would definitely not want His Royal Highness the Prince to be nearby, after all, this person's thinking is really straightforward. ”

Once the plan was finalized, Farad finally slowed down.

"Sort it out, I'll take you directly to the Duke - pay attention to your etiquette, I don't mean those hypocritical and polite aristocratic tricks, I mean the etiquette of the assassins."

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Nomi's speculation was not wrong, the Ravenhold Manor did rely on the seven-point inscription to hide the entire Zhuangzi in the mountains, and without Farad leading the way, Nomi and Valella would not have been able to get here anyway.

Ignorant of Stalker etiquette, Nomi and Valera soon after entering the manor, they learned what "Assassin etiquette" was.

Quite simply, steal from each other.

Interestingly, in the Ravenhold estate, stealing was explicitly permitted - as long as the owner did not find out, it was a serious act.

It sounds a little hard to believe, but it's true.

Of course, there are always some small surprises when things get to Nomi.

"Hey~ rookie, this gadget of yours is mine." After passing by, a hooded Assassin (or rather, a thief) said, "Well, the materials are good, it's pure gold and mythril, enough for me for a month's drinks—thanks!" ”

"See, this is the etiquette of the Assassins - and many people call it the daily routine of thieves."

"But ......"

"No, it's just your personal problem that you've been stolen."

"But ......"

"Don't be unconvinced, you are a rookie, a rookie who needs to pay tuition."

"I mean, it's dangerous, a dwarf engineer with a thief's catch, made by Loya Healai."

"What?"

Farad hurriedly turned around, and then saw that the proud assassin had turned into a caged squirrel.

"I swear, I definitely didn't mean to!"

Looking at Nomi's innocent face, Farad felt that he had a long way to go......