"We may be able to head north to Kingston Island, and then we'll be back when the witches are gone......"

At this time, the governor's palace looked a little deserted, and there was an endless stream of people who usually visited, but now it was crowded.

"Governor, none of the invitees are willing to come, but they persuade you, and Mr. Bliss to get out of here. ”

One of the soldiers in charge of delivering the message whispered.

"Get out of here, damn cowards, if the fortress is lost, will they survive?"

The Governor also had a rare scolding, he had long developed the habit of being moody, but now he might not be able to take care of it. The timid farmers and merchants had no reason to die, and they always looked out for the wind, and when the governor won, they returned, and when the governor died, they always found a way to escape.

A waiter brought a tray and placed a porcelain bowl in front of Briss: "Sir, this is the tea you wanted." ”

Briss nodded, no longer bothering to taste the tea from the East, just continuing to meditate.

The thought that Anthony would be able to defeat the witch was only in his mind for a moment, and the odds were too small.

He could not make an accurate judgment about the witch, and he did not have the slightest confidence in the so-called medal, and in his opinion, it was enough for Anthony to come back alive and bring back useful information.

He was now thinking about another question, that is, why there were witches in the Royal Fortress, and before that, there had been no signs of witch activity for hundreds of years.

According to the experience of the Middle Ages, the vast European continent was densely populated, and death and plague were more likely to spread, and it was easier to create panic, even with the encirclement of the Crusaders, and the vast land was easier to hide.

This suddenly reminded him of the news that came only yesterday, that the church in Barcelona had been attacked by unknown persons, without warning and with great perpetration, who had destroyed Columbus's coffin and left, without causing much human and financial damage.

The attack was full of strange things, and the Templar hierarchy called a meeting to alert the various branches and report them as soon as they discovered the troops' whereabouts. Columbus's coffin must have contained something important, and the Templars did not have information about it.

"What's so appealing about the Royal Fortress? ”

Bliss muttered to himself, and suddenly thought of something, and was about to look up, but suddenly saw that the waiter who had just come in with tea had not left, and the boots on his feet seemed to be a little too extravagant for a waiter, and they were soaked in the rain.

He raised his gaze silently and looked at the waiter's trembling fingertips, which should be the reason why he still had wounds on his body. If you smell carefully, you can distinguish the faint smell of blood in the air.

Sure enough, the witch's attack was not simple, it was a premeditated attack that someone manipulated behind the scenes, the Assassin Brotherhood?

Countless thoughts flashed through Briss's brain, but he was never a soft persimmon to pinch.

The presence of Anthony obscures Bris's true strength, as the family's head of the Caribbean, the most promising knight of the Templar Order, who had undergone the most brutal Templar training at the Vatican two years earlier and then sent down as a seed.

No one could have imagined that Mister Bliss and Valloa, who were polite and unhurried, were powerful Templars. Behind that delicate gown there were explosive muscles.

As the first chapter of the Paladin's Code, every paladin is instructed in detail: Don't go too far from your weapons, because the Assassins are always everywhere, and their weapons are always with you.

The sword on the table was less than twenty centimeters from his fingers, but if he was facing a true Master Assassin, the distance might cost him enough, and he didn't know how many enemies there were and where they were.

"Waiter, go and help me open the curtains, I want to see how the rain is outside. ”

Bliss didn't even raise his eyes, making a normal request, but it made Gordon frown.

Trying to keep himself away without warning, all the time emitting a signal that he has been exposed, just like a sika deer frequently looking around after smelling danger, the next step is to run away.

So he's not going to go around in circles: "How did you find out?"

However, he didn't want to get an answer at all, but as soon as the words fell, two deadly darts headed towards the gun-wielding soldier, and then pulled out two pistols from his chest, one aimed at Bliss, and the other pointed directly at the governor, who was about to flee.

Bang bang!!

The sound of violent fire could be transmitted dozens of meters in the torrential rain, but fortunately, there were no more guards outside.

"Hiss~My legs~"

Some of the elderly governors were covered with fine sweat on their foreheads, and some were speechless in agony

Gordon's goal was only to subdue the principals of the Royal Fortress, namely Bliss and the Governor, and certainly not to kill them in a frenzy.

The Governor was shot and instantly incapacitated, and one of the heralds seemed to be so frightened that he didn't dare to move while standing in the corner.

Bliss dodged the bullet directly, drew his longsword, and looked at Gordon with some interest.

"It's funny for an assassin to be in the league with witches and slaughter ordinary people. The organization you thieves and hooligans have built is just a pile of garbage after all, and it might be a pile of smarter garbage. ”

Speaking of this, although Gordon's face is expressionless, but his heart is also a little bloody, everything he has done has completely deviated from the intended track, and he can fully understand how ordinary people living at the bottom want to live in this world, and how to deal with Serena herself, who has caused a lot of killing.

In the few minutes he had been impersonating as a waiter, he had already obtained a lot of useful information: the object of the exchange of fire in the fortress was not his own Jackdaw, but Serena after the storm.

"You know what? Villains tend to die of talking. Captain Gordon didn't want a theory, because he couldn't even convince himself of a reason, he just wanted to save some slaves, but the end result was to kill more innocent people.

He is responsible for every one of these lives.

"What?"

Bliss didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all, but he saw Gordon approaching quickly, and the Hidden Blade on his arm flashed with cold light.

Clang!

In the head-on impact, Gordon, who went out to attack the position, was even ejected two feet by the force of the shock, and finally made him realize that the person in front of him was not a soft persimmon.