Axor raised the Ashbringer and Frostmourn on guard, his muscles and consciousness tensed to the extreme, and he cautiously walked to the windowsill, as if he wanted to go there to investigate something. Step by step, he moved away from his teammates, the only sound in the room was the crackling of the campfire and the footsteps of Axterb's shoes rubbing against the floor, and the silence around him gave Axter the illusion that he was the only one left in the world.

A breeze wafted through the room, and the movement was very soft, as if it were a gentle touch between lovers, but Axter felt a thick murderous intent in it. And it wasn't heading behind Axter, but toward the campfire that was burning in the room.

"Got you." Axter was like an unpredictable prophet, before a vague black shadow could get close to the black shadow, Axter turned around in advance and threw the Frost Sorrow in his hand vigorously, the power was so great that the Frost Sorrow rubbed against the air in mid-air to form a sharp roar, and he came to the black shadow in front of him.

The humanoid black shadow was also stunned for a moment, he didn't know how Axor found him, but he didn't allow him to think more about it, only to see the black shadow quickly fall backwards, dodging the flying sword in a millimeter in an iron plate bridge posture, but before he could get up, Axter had already rushed from the window, jumped high and slashed his other weapon in mid-air.

"Ding" The light sound of the weapon's touch, the wanderer didn't know where to find a dagger, gritted his teeth to block the slash at Axter, but how can the thief's strength be compared to Axter, Axter still jumped in the air and fell, with the blessing of inertia, the thief was hit by the huge force on the wooden wall. With a "poof", the wanderer spat out a mouthful of blood in front of him, staining his own clothes.

"Hmph." Axter coldly pulled Frost Sorrow out from under the wooden walls, now that he was completely worthy of the wanderer, at least not afraid of the other party's stealth and vanishing skills. Wanderers don't usually have a very obvious body odor, and now that the thick blood has stained his clothes, Axter can determine the location of the other party even with his eyes closed.

"Tut-tut." The wanderer didn't show any concern, he held his chest and sneered twice, "You're doing a good job, it's good." ”

He didn't ask how Axter had discovered him, the wanderers were results-oriented, and as a result, his motives were known, and the sneak attack failed and he was wounded.

"Mask of Night? Aren't you doing your activities at the West Gate on the Dragon's Shore, why did you come to Candlekeep? Axter didn't rush to make a move, he saw that the other man was wearing a pale mask on his face, but under the mask was the shape of a moon.

Night Mask, Simon's most notorious assassin group, their organization was established with DR1353, even in the **** year, this organization is only 5 years old, but in the turbulent years they have become a force to be reckoned with all forces, a large number of vampires and assassins are the main members of this organization, their main business is assassination, kidnapping, smuggling arms and drugs, human trafficking, in just a few years, they ruled the entire underground world of Simon, And also formed a lot of influence in the surrounding cities of the Dragon Coast, the leader of their organization is a man who has been called the Night King, no one knows whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is a human or not, the Night King never reveals himself in the sun, even if those who are lucky enough to see him from afar can only see a pale mask with a crescent moon mark, no one has ever looked at his face, because the people who have seen his real face are dead .......

"You're quite knowledgeable." The Night Mask Assassin froze for a moment, but he sneered again, although his organization was only three years old, its frenzied expansion still attracted the attention of some well-intentioned people.

"You're here for this, aren't you?" Axter raised the cup in Young's arms, he knew that this cup was definitely not simple, because he couldn't put this unsightly cup into the space bag, this was enough to explain a lot.

"You are very smart, but this will not change the outcome of your death, the moment you see the golden cup, your death will not be avoided." The Night Mask Assassin said in a low voice. The voice was so cold that people couldn't help but shiver.

"Did you think about your future before we died? Who will be able to pass on the news when you're dead? "Axter said that it is impossible not to be afraid, the red-robed mage is okay, although the mages in those organizations have no lower limit to do things, but after all, they still belong to the upper organization on the surface, and you still have a way to avoid them, but if you are targeted by an assassin organization, it is undoubtedly sad, you have to be careful even when you go to the toilet or something, because there may be a dagger stabbed under your ass.

"Hahaha." The Night Mask Assassin laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke, and although Axter could not see the other man's expression, he could still see the contempt in the other side's eyes. "I was careless, I didn't expect a warrior to have such a strong sense of vigilance, but you are really sad, you don't even know what the cup is in your hand, trembling in the dark, everyone who touches the gold cup will be killed by us in the dark night. Hahahaha...... Yes! ”

The Assassin's laughter came to an abrupt halt as he seemed to open his mouth to bite something off, and Axter saw a stream of white liquid run from under his mask, and the whole person went limp.

Axor glanced at the other party, he was not worried that others were tricking him to death, because the system had already prompted him to get the other party's killing experience, Axor roasted his body into black charcoal with the Ash Bringer, and swept it all into the firewood burning in the fireplace, as for the blood stains on the ground, Axor wiped it with the rag in the room at will, anyway, they would only stay here for another day, and they didn't panic to be discovered by the monks of Candle Castle at all.

"What the hell is it?" Axor picked up the golden chalice in the dim light of the fireplace and examined it, and although the Night Mask Assassin didn't mention the purpose or usefulness of the grail, that didn't stop Axor from understanding its importance.

"By the way, there's the system." Axter suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and after the consciousness flashed in his mind, such a row of words appeared on the retina. ”

"Identify this item or not, it will cost you 12,000 experience."

"12,000 experience ........." Axor couldn't help but gasp, he has now been promoted to level ten and has no 12,000 experience, if he is confirmed, then he will not only lose all his career levels at once, but also if he is unlucky, his life will be in danger, Axor has figured out that the way to gain experience by killing the enemy should be to draw from the other party's soul, since the soul power of others is not enough, then the extra can only be filled with his own.

Abandoning the system, Axter silently held up the cup and looked at it, hoping to understand a thing or two with his vast knowledge, and when he raised the base of the Holy Grail, two lines of words were engraved there, ..........