Francisco Piero was one of the Templars who ambushed in the city of Florence.

In what could be described as an Assassin stronghold, the Templars struggled to move.

With the help of the Templars' powerful logistical intelligence team, Francisco was able to find a fragment of Altaïr's Codex buried in the catacombs, and waited until Lorenzo led a large number of guards to the gap between the church mass and prepared to deliver the codex to the Holy See headquarters in Rome.

Francisco knew very well that his actions were likely under the watchful eye of the Assassins, and the threat of a thorn in his back prompted him to speed up his pace again and again.

The sturdy Francisco was nearly two meters tall, and the guards around him gradually began to lose track of him, creating a subtle distance between him and the leader.

One of the guards took the time to remind during the brisk walk: "Captain Piero, please keep your formation, in case the assassins suddenly attack, it will be difficult for us to protect your safety." ”

Alerted, Francisco finally calmed down his feverish brain, and he slowed down to return to the protective circle of the guards.

At that moment, the sunlight above Francisco's head suddenly darkened him, and a large shadow enveloped him.

The huge sense of threat made Francesco's muscles tense all over, and before he could look up, he crashed away from the guard next to him and rolled to the side.

"Ugh!"

One of the guards was knocked down by a descending figure, and only let out a short scream and was silent.

"Assassin!" When Francisco regained his footing, the great god shouted, "Stop them!" Buy me time! ”

"Yes!"

Still discognizable through their disguises, several Templars tore open the monk's robes, revealing the sturdy metal armor hidden beneath the robes, and drew their swords from their waists to attack the white-robed Assassin who jumped first.

"Ding!"

Giovanni placed his thin Hidden Blade on the blade of his opponent's sword, deflecting the Templar's attack path with a deflective force, colliding with the sword swung by the other Templar, and the sword he held in his other hand struck at the vital points of the two men one after the other.

At the same time, the blockade drawn up by the Brotherhood began to shrink rapidly, and a dozen thieves and mercenaries poured out of the nearby alleys, and the fleeing Francisco slowed down noticeably under their interference.

"Get out of here!"

Francisco's physical strength was so strong that one of the axe-wielding mercenaries who stood in his way was smashed open by swinging his greatsword.

However, Giovanni had already investigated Francisco between the operations and made specific arrangements for him.

The old Francisco was about to pass through the gap when a thief next to him suddenly threw a small dagger with an eerie glow at him.

"Damn it!"

With his right hand out and unable to retract it, Francisco could only block the small box he held in his left hand in front of the throwing knife.

"Poof!"

The small box of unknown material was very strong, and the sound of gold and iron clashing from the surface of the throwing knife on the surface of the box did not accurately hit Francisco himself.

However, after this wave of thieves, the gap that had just been forcibly torn open by Francisco was filled again, and it was difficult for the Templars, who had lost their momentum, to get the best chance of escape as before.

Lu Xiao half-pulled the bowstring and stood straight on the roof ready to shoot, under the effect of clairvoyance, he could intuitively capture the battle situation on both sides with a good view of the roof.

Organized by Giovanni, a small group of Assassins was battling Francisco's bodyguards, and although they had gained the upper hand, it was difficult to extricate themselves from the thick-skinned Templars anytime soon.

Francisco was entangled by more than a dozen thieves and mercenaries, and although he was not defeated for the time being with his strong physical fitness and excellent combat skills, he could already see the end with Giovanni's side freeing up.

Francisco himself knows this, and the longer it drags on, the less likely he is to escape.

Gritting his teeth heavily, Francisco tucked the small box he was using as a defensive prop into his chest.

"May the Father of Insight guide us!"

Shouting Templar slogans, Francisco gave up his defenses and stabbed a thief with a short knife in his left hand.

"Poof!"

Francisco's brow, whose left hand had been pierced, twitched, and he slammed his head on the thief's forehead while the other man was stunned.

"Bang!"

The skulls made a crisp crash with a sharp collision sound, and the stunned thief's stunned eyes leaned back.

Ignoring the bleeding left hand, Francisco swung his right sword and slashed at it, slashing off the head of the temporarily distracted thief.

The badly wounded left hand grabbed the thief's arm, and the corpse was thrown sideways to the face of Francisco's loud shouts, and the Assassins were in a hurry to besiege the formation.

"Drink!"

Francisco sank his weight and slammed his shoulder into an equally powerful lightly armed mercenary, the sharp metal shoulder armor hidden under the monk's robe pierced into the opponent's chest, causing a scream, and the wounded mercenary was also unsteady on his feet due to the injury, and was knocked away by the huge force of the impact.

Relying on a wave of unexpected self-inflicted attacks, Francisco once again tore open the encirclement.

Before the thieves and mercenaries around him could reorganize their formation, Francisco endured his injuries and began to break through.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking wind from the rear made Francisco's mood sink sharply, which was full of anticipation of getting out of trouble.

Although he dodged the bow and arrow attack by rolling at the last moment, the breakthrough opportunity he had desperately created before was also fleeting.

Seeing that there was no suspense on Giovanni's side, Lu Xiao focused most of his attention on Francisco, who had a fierce fighting style.

"Whoosh!"

The first shot stopped Francisco's attempt to break through, and with the improved prediction ability brought by the dynamic vision enhancement, Lu Xiao shot powerful arrows one after another in his hand, launching an accurate sniper attack on Francisco from a long distance.

"Bell!"

Blocking the incoming arrows with the blade of his thick sword, Francisco was shocked by the powerful force attached to the arrows, and his hands were numb.

'This power...... Shooting at ultra-long distances? With such an accurate shooting trajectory, when did the Florentine Assassins have one more marksman? ’

As a mid-level Templar official who had been lurking in Emerald for a long time, Francisco had a deep understanding of the Assassin members of the city, which was why he had been able to create a breakthrough opportunity before.

The Assassins and Templars knew each other well and did not surprise each other, making it difficult for them to escape the traps and ambushes that each side had done in every possible way.

Lu Xiao's sudden appearance disrupted Francisco's preparations in advance, because of this unexpected factor, which was not taken into account, Francisco had a very pessimistic prediction for this operation in his heart.

"Ahh

With a final scream from another battlefield, Giovanni withdrew the Hidden Blade that had stabbed his foe in the neck, and bright red blood shot out, infecting the surface of Giovanni's snow-white thorn.

"It's over, Francisco, just tie your hands and I'll give you a decent death."

Francisco, who was still a trapped beast, felt that the big sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his physical strength was rapidly depleted in Lu Xiao's non-stop ferocious sniping.

"Whew~Whew~"

The sound of a heavy bellows wheezing was indicative of Francisco's state at this point, but he was still standing on the spur of some conviction, stubbornly staring at the distant roof where the arrows were flying.

"Heh~ Giovanni, this time you won, but you anarchist rebels don't want me to surrender!"

Francisco, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, laughed hideously: "Sooner or later, my compatriots will retrieve the Codex that you have taken away, and I will be waiting for you in hell!" ”

"Whew!"

Lu Xiao, who was in the distance, couldn't hear Francisco's dying curse, and shot his bow and arrow at him again.

This time the arrow finally pierced the defenseless Francisco's head, and the stalwart fighter quickly lost focus and fell backwards with a shaky stagger.

Giovanni sighed secretly, took the bloodstained box from Francesco's chest, and reached out to close Francesco's still round eyes.

"May death bring you peace and a warrior with a firm faith."

After a moment of silence for the fallen enemy, Giovanni got up again and issued the order: "Clean up the mess as soon as possible, Lorenzo does not want these corpses and blood stains to disturb the nearby residents, cover up all traces before the end of Mass!" ”

"Yes!"