An hour later.

An hour ago, these were two wealthy Picheng sons, and now, in front of everyone's eyes, there are two ordinary Demacians...... Maybe that's right, although there is no problem with the clothes, but looking at the demeanor of these two people, I always feel a little ...... Belch...... Eccentric.

"The taste of the Demacians...... It's not bad, you can stretch your expression a little bit and try to look more like a gentleman so that it fits more suit. ”

Mussel's words sounded like a joke, but at this point Clarence had to agree with it, most Noxians had the impression that the Demacians were men with hypocritical masks, with a smile on their faces all the time, as if they were ready to help others, but they didn't know if it was a heartfelt thought or because of the ridiculous laws here.

It's about half past seven in the evening, and the average Demacia family has had dinner at this time, and after a busy day, Demacia at night has a different scenery from the daytime, although the basic style still continues to be the same as thousands of years ago, but under the influence of its ally Picheng, Demacia has gradually transformed from a city of pure magic and swords to a fresher city.

Ancient torches have been replaced by lamps powered by the Crystal Hub, and magical engineering devices powered by energy crystals are scattered all over the place, which was not widespread until the disappearance >of the YBDU continent in the novel Narza's novel, and while magicians are still respected, people have long since relied too much on pure magic, and this is also the case in Noxus, when people realize that magic is destroying everything, technology is changing the city and the world little by little.

In the squares of the city, open-air bars have begun to open, and it seems that in the concept of the people of Demacia, only the joy of all is real happiness, and under the influence of this concept, group activities are their favorite, and the grand balls in the squares are nothing more than a routine every evening, and various sports activities and events are also emerging.

Perhaps the war will change as well...... Looking at the happy people in the square, Clarence accidentally had such an idea in his heart, he immediately shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to shake this thought out of his head, after settling down, Clarence began to arrange the plan for tonight: "We have enough time, but wasting is not a good habit, in order to ensure the accuracy of the information, we need to collect more information, I know you are very good at blending in with the crowd, you are here tonight to collect some information, Anything that has even a little to do with League of Legends is fine, and besides, never clash with anyone, and don't kill anyone, understand? “

"Talk to them? It's an easy job, but what about you? Mussel glanced at the joyous crowd, and from his expression he was quite satisfied with the arrangement.

"The city's town hall, it's so peaceful here, I want to go there and see what secrets are hidden here, and when the mission is done, we meet in the hotel."

"That's really hard for you." Mussel tapped him on the shoulder, and the two of them didn't say anything more, and after one fist to each other, they went their separate ways.

The history of the Noxian Assassins has a long history, in the beginning, they were a special unit used by the army to assassinate important targets of the enemy, and in the subsequent development, their work has also become complicated, such as eliminating dissidents, deterring opponents and carrying out special tasks, in a sense, their status is roughly equivalent to the elite escort of the royal Demacia, but in the sewers of Noxus now, there are many ownerless assassins, they have become a special kind of mercenary, when some people do not want their assassins to go on adventures, They went back to hiring these outlaws, and of course, the cost was prohibitively high, and the people who could survive there were the best people.

The infiltration target is one of the basic abilities of the Assassins, and the location of the town hall has been known before, but it is not easy to sneak into such a brightly lit city, unless ...... Have good enough skills.

Unlike Musel, who didn't know any magic at all, Clarence had studied magic systematically, and for Assassins, complex attack magic didn't have much practical significance, instead, perception and interference types of magic were their favorites.

"Looks like this is it......"

This is the town hall, and in Clarence's eyes, the building is as solid as a castle, not in terms of its size, but in terms of the various enchantments that cover the surface, and not only that, but there are alarm magic at each entrance, and if you don't use the appropriate way to get through, the alarm will be triggered.

It takes a bit of effort to get in, and there are a lot of people around this building, and if you want to sneak in like this, you're bound to find out, so you'll need some small means.

Clarence looked around, and soon, he found what he was looking for - a strong man, and as he walked to the gate of the town hall, Clarence reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

This gesture was not a sign of friendliness, the moment it touched his body, Clarence channeled a wave of magic into his body, a simple distraction magic, and before the man could react, he had already fainted to the ground.

"Somebody fainted here! Whoever is here to help him! A good start is half the battle, and Clarence immediately grabbed the fainting man and shouted loudly to the surroundings.

"What's wrong? What happened? As he had thought, none of the Demacians who passed by stood idly by, and they all gathered around, trying to wake up the men by the means they knew, not only ordinary people, but also some of the guards standing in front of the town hall.

"He seems to be very unwell, you take care of him here first, and I'll go to the doctor!" After attracting enough attention, Clarence said this, and the move was not suspected by anyone, and the group made way for him and carefully lifted the man aside.

What a simple person, Clarence sneered and went into the side alley, according to the results of perception, there was no one in a room on the outside of the third floor, and all he needed to do now was to take this opportunity to sneak in.