On a late autumn night, the sky is high and foggy, and a curved crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkles all over the land.

At this time, the walls on the four sides of the small village of Nisse had been almost built.

The three-meter-high double-layered brick wall envelops the entire Nisse village, leaving only a small gap in the front and back two positions.

That's the entrance.

Two carpenters in the small village of Nisse, a group of apprentices, spent most of their time building the wall door after the wooden mold of honeycomb coal last night.

The wall door should be thick and high, and the outer layer should be covered with iron sheets, which is not a small amount of work.

Outside the four walls, there was a bare field.

There are wooden stakes on the field.

Originally, it was a forest, but since the invention of the wood saw, the tall trees outside the fence have been poisoned.

In the days when coal had not yet been discovered, this forest provided a constant source of impetus for the development of the small village of Nisse.

It was also during this time that an open-pit coal mine was mined, the need for trees was minimized, and the bare field was not expanded.

But even so, outside the walls of the small village of Nisse, an open space was formed hundreds of meters long.

Unobstructed view!

If there is a large-scale enemy attack, the villagers of Nisse will be able to detect it immediately and have enough time to react.

But if the number of enemies is not large, then it is very difficult to defend against it.

After all, the number of members of the escort is limited, and the border line of the new small village of Nisse has become long, and it will not be easy for the enemy to find the enemy if he is agile.

For example, now hiding in the bushes at the edge of the forest, with eyes like cold stars, looking at the three killers of the Crimson Hand in the village of Nisse.

"Tut-tut, it's incredible, I remember not so long ago, this was just a broken village, right? It's only been a long time before a town is about to be built...... Is it any wonder that this illegitimate son of the Archduke of Odyssey VII had the courage to stay here? The killer who spoke, dressed in gorgeous aristocratic tight-fitting clothes, dressed in fancy clothes, with a thick gouache on his face, as pale as a dead man's face, and his voice was soft and bitter, revealing coldness, and at his waist, a thin long sword hung from his waist.

"Yes, Lord Seraphim. According to our information, three months ago it was a small village, and in just three months after he arrived, a town was almost built. The one in Patras had always regarded this place as his own domain. These actions of the illegitimate son of the Archduke of Odyssey VII were to provoke the master of the city of Patras, so the master has always been very unkind to him. If he dies tonight, there will be this master of the city of Patras among those who will celebrate. ”

Answer: This Seraphim is a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man, his figure is ordinary, his clothes are ordinary, his tone of voice is ordinary, and the weapon cross-pad on his waist looks very ordinary, all in all, he is a very ordinary person, a person who does not impress.

"Some people are always so annoying! Everywhere he went, there were people who wanted him to die. I don't know why? Seraphim, the feminine killer, said with emotion.

"That's why our business is thriving!" It was another killer who said this, but he was an impressive man, with a childish baby face, half the height of an adult, and a round iron rod in his hand.

"Hey, hey......" Seraphim sneered, "let's go, offend someone who shouldn't be offended, and let us send him into eternal sleep!" ”

Seraphim was confident, and neither did the other two killers.

A big knight, plus two knights, such an assassination combination, even if William who kills the Scarlet Hand No. 12 and No. 13 has any hole cards, there is no need to scruple.

Just a little baron! They all think so.

The Seraphim walked leisurely in the front, and the other two killers followed as best they could, only to hear the sound of the wind, but in four or five seconds, the distance of hundreds of meters was easily crossed, and the three killers came to an unguarded wall.

Due to the lack of manpower, only two gaps in the wall were guarded by members of the guards.

The three-meter-high wall is a natural danger for many enemies to advance.

But this in no way includes three killers who are beyond ordinary people.

As soon as they bent their legs and kicked the ground, the man bounced straight up, easily touched the edge of the wall, and with a slight force, the man came to the middle of the wall, and then jumped down, and landed silently, and the three of them quietly entered the small village of Nisse.

Not even a second of time was spent in between.

After standing up straight, the three killers did not hesitate and ran straight to the center of the small village of Nisse - if their intelligence did not come to an accident, their target was to stay at the council office in the center of the village.

However, this is already the information from two months ago, and the three killers can only hope that their target is a person who misses an old relationship, and don't change the address at will, otherwise it will be very troublesome to find.

Yes, they just feel troublesome, not worried about not accomplishing their goal.

Late at night, most of the people in the small village of Nisse had fallen asleep.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the day, the small village of Nisse in the middle of the night is particularly deserted and lonely.

The three killers easily evaded the night guard and soon came to a mud house in the middle of the village.

There was a dim light shining through the earthen house, and candles were burning inside.

In this era, candles are lit in the middle of the night, and the general public is not so luxurious.

The three killers have made sure that the person they are looking for is the one they are looking for.

Seraphim didn't sneak around, stood in front of the earthen house, tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, and then knocked lightly on the door with a decent smile on his face.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

"Who? In. William's voice came from inside the earthen house.

Serafpi smirked, pushed open the door, and stepped inside.

The two killers followed him silently, already acknowledged by their boss's strange fetishes.

William was standing in front of a table filled with "corpse remains" of various plants and animals, while William was wearing leather armor, with a cloth bag tied around his left waist and a cross sword hanging from his right waist.

Seeing a few killers, William's face was not surprised at all, but looked at them calmly, "Welcome to my territory as a guest, strange guest, don't you want to introduce yourself?" ”

As soon as the normal face killer and the babyface killer enter the earthen house, they quietly occupy the level position while secretly observing the scene in the ground house.

Only the first seraphim, frank and swaying, without so many small movements, came to William, with a decent and indifferent smile on his face, and performed a noble etiquette to William.

"Forgive our presumptuousness for visiting late at night, Baron Dicas!"

"Looks like you're coming prepared! Let me guess who you are? William's playful gaze landed on the scarlet glove in their right hand.

"The Scarlet Hand?" Although it was an inquiry, William spoke in an affirmative tone.

"Yes." Seraphim smiled and gestured.

"To be honest, you give me the feeling that I don't feel like a killer, but like a guest!" William smiled, "If it's really a guest, I'll welcome you, and the entire Dicass Territory will welcome you." ”

"It's a pity that we've been a bunch of obnoxious guests." Seraphim's voice was soft and cold, and he changed his words and said, "I have always thought that death is beautiful! It's artistic! It's decent! I have also always believed that I have an obligation to look for the beauty of death for each of my guests! ”

"Oh! Do your guests approve of your idea? William asked with interest.

"There are always foolish people in the world!" Seraphim said regretfully.

"Indeed!" William nodded approvingly.

Seraphim looked very excited when he heard this, and had a feeling of meeting a bosom friend, showing eight white teeth, and said with a smile, "Someone as interesting as you, why couldn't I have met you earlier?" ”

"You could have killed me sooner, right?" William asked.

"Hahaha......" Seraphim opened his mouth and smiled implicitly, "Baron Dicas, I will regret killing you for a long time." So, after killing you, I'm going to skin you and put it on my armor, and we can talk for a long time every late autumn night in the future! ”

"I allow you to choose the way you die!" Seraphim said "magnanimously".

"I'd like to know who sent you to kill me? The Scarlet Hand sent two groups of people in a row, and the person behind it really hated me to the core! William's heart moved, and he asked without moving.

"Dear Baron Dicas, you are so wise, can you guess?" Seraphim smiled and said.

"Viscount Greon of Patras City?"

"Why do you suspect him?"

"When I came to this land, I learned that the influence of Viscount Greon is everywhere. If I disappear, I'm sure Viscount Greon in Pat City will be happy. William said.

Seraphim's eyes were like a cat playing with a mouse, neither admitting nor denying it.

William tried to see anything in his gaze, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything, not even the of his eyes.

William's mind turned, and he asked tentatively, "Is it the one from Sayre City?" That one really holds a grudge, I've been expelled from the city, and he won't let me go? ”

William has a grudge against him in this world, and there are only two people with energy.

One is Viscount Grryn.

One is the one in the city of Sayre.

Except for the two of them, William really couldn't think of anyone who would spend so much money and hire a killer to kill himself!

"Is that him?" Seraphim didn't speak, and William could only ask again.

Seraphim looked playfully, "The Scarlet Hand never reveals the identity of the employer. Baron Dicas, sometimes regret is also a kind of beauty! Life is not perfect, regret will make people nostalgic, will make people think, will make people remember, will make people ......"

Seraphim's eyes were misty, as if he remembered some long-ago memory, and he sighed, like a tired traveler on the road of life.

"Will you be better than you!"

Accompanied by William's burst of shouting, there was a sword light like lightning!

"It's a waste of Lao Tzu's time, I've been acting with you for so long!"