Du Dian raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect to find work for himself before he took office, "Send ten disciples to kill 'Malitai' at seven o'clock tonight, and one three-star alchemist will be sent among the disciples, don't startle the snake, and don't let the target leave the hunting range." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Target Location, 12 Fakeland Street......"

The content is short, and there is not a single superfluous sentence except for the task.

"The task should be to kill 'Malitai', but the number of people and the ......identity of the cultists are specified," Du Dian squinted slightly, "This is going to let me deliver food, I want to see for myself, what kind of character this 'Malitai' you are inconvenient to kill is." ”

He wrote down the handwriting on the letter and burned it so that he would not be found and reveal his identity, although the handwriting on it was not necessarily that of the old man of the Pope, but it was probably written by his confidants.

"Hawkeye." When the ashes were gone, Dudian shouted outside.

Click, the door was pushed open, and Hawkeye walked in respectfully, "What do you command?" ”

"Go and find out who 'Malethai' is, the one who lives in the streets of Fackland." Dudian commanded.

Hawkeye promised.

It didn't take long for Hawkeye to return to the room and said respectfully: "My lord, it has been found out, the Malité you said is currently a professor of history at Rui Academy, fifty-eight years old this year, born in a declining palace knight family, his grandfather was a silver knight, the family has twenty acres of land, his father has passed away, his mother lives in his hometown town, and he temporarily lives at No. 12 Fakran Street......"

Speaking of this, he paused, glanced up at Dudian, and said in a low voice, "He seems to have another identity, a member of the Nature Sect. ”

Du Dian didn't expect him to investigate this person's information so clearly so quickly, and he had to be surprised by the intelligence network of the Dark Holy See, and said, "Nature Sect? You're talking about the nature religion that doesn't believe in God? ”

"That's right." Hawkeye nodded respectfully, "The Nature Sect does not believe in the God of Light, nor does it do our Great Holy Spirit, they always say blasphemous words such as 'materialism', their activities were low-key a few years ago, but they have become more and more frequent in the past two years, and our Ninth District has also had several frictions with the Nature Sect, but there has been no fierce conflict." ”

"Why?"

"Elder Kribby said that the Bright Sect wants to deal with them more than we do, and such bones are left for the Bright Sect to gnaw."

Dudian nodded slightly, in this way, Kribby was really not a person sent by the convent, but in the end, he believed in the other side of the Pope's old man's identity, and gave up his position to himself, and the monastery eliminated a real Dark Curia elder without much effort, and supported a person of his own to come in, the sharpest knife, nothing more than this.

"Are there any three-star level alchemists currently idle?" Dudian asked.

Hawkeye thought for a moment and said, "There are several." ”

"Pick one out of it, let him take nine men, go with me tonight to kill this Maritay, and set off at six o'clock in the evening." Dudian commanded.

Hawkeye was taken aback, "You're going to kill him yourself?" ”

"I'll meet him, and by the way, learn about the Nature Church." Dudian said casually.

Hawkeye understood, didn't dare to ask more, and retreated.

After Hawkeye left, Du Dian sat on the chair, thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, took out the animal rubber mask, and put it on his face, after all, he can't always wear a mask in the future, in case someone imitates his own outfit to convey false orders, it will cause unpredictable consequences, and the protective effect of the animal rubber mask is also stronger than the mask.

It was useless before, because I was worried that it was poisoned, but now there is a rejuvenating spring sent by the Night King, so I don't have to worry about this, and I told Eagle Eye that I have put on a veterinary plastic mask, so long ago, if it is poisonous, I have no poisoning reaction, and his expression will most likely be a little strange, after all, the only person who can touch the veterinary plastic mask is only him except the monastery.

The thin animal rubber mask is attached to the face, like a soft layer of skin, as if penetrating into the pores, he looked in the mirror, and clearly saw that his appearance had become another face, the animal rubber mask seemed to disappear on the face, only by staring intently, could you see a slight difference in the pores of the face.

He kneaded his face, and suddenly saw that he had changed his appearance in the mirror, like plasticine that could be kneaded at will.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect the monastery to make something like this." Du Di was amazed with peace of mind, this thing can make him almost disguise himself as anyone, in this era of weak detection methods, it is simply a criminal artifact!

However, it is good that this thing is in front of the Inquisition, and it is good that it does not alarm the punisher, once the punisher intervenes, with the ability of thousands of strange magic marks, it is still impossible to escape tracking by simply changing a face, after all, the face can change, but the smell emitted from the pores is difficult to hide, unless other spices are worn all the time.

"If you pretend to be an old man, you don't speak like you, so let's change to a young face." Dudian kneaded in the mirror.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was six o'clock in the evening.

Truon waited by the carriage outside the manor with nine friends, turning out his pocket watch from time to time to check the time, his heart was full of nervousness and excitement, his heart was beating violently for an afternoon, he didn't expect that he would be able to travel with the elders of the Dark Church on a mission, it felt like a dream, and this time the task was not difficult, he could fully express himself.

He understands that it is better to rely on it well than to do well, and if he can rely on the big tree of elders, he will get a little mention in the future, and he may be promoted again.

When he told the news to his friends, his friends rushed to give gifts to please him, just to get a place to join the team, which also made him a little vain, but in order not to affect his performance, he did not choose those friends who were three-star alchemists like himself, but chose some friends who he knew in the early days and are still hovering at the bottom.

While he was waiting nervously, two figures came out of the manor, Trunn looked up, his eyes lit up, and he recognized one of them as the famous Hawkeye, the elder's personal secretary, even if a five-star alchemist saw him, he would be polite and dare not slack off.

Thinking of this, Trunn's heart beat hard, and his eyes fell on the young man next to Hawkeye, a handsome young man in his early twenties, with black hair, warm and dark eyes, a slender figure, and a unique temperament.

"Elder!" Truon stepped forward and bowed respectfully and in a low voice.

Dudian frowned slightly.

When Hawkeye saw it, he immediately whispered to Trunn and said, "Brainless thing, what are you talking about, this is outside." ”

Truon was startled, his face was slightly pale, he hurriedly put away the etiquette, looked left and right with a weak heart, and said to Dudian: "Yes, I'm sorry, I can't help but ......."

Du Dian didn't bother to investigate, and said, "Are you all ready, let's go." ”

"It's all right, it's all right." Truon said tremblingly.

Dudian nodded, and sat down in a carriage.

Hawkeye looked at Dudian worriedly, "Don't you really need me to accompany you?" ”

"No, you can go back." Dudian closed the door.

Truon returned to the carriage, gave his friends a look, and they all got into the carriage as fast as they could. Troon whispered to Dudian in the carriage, "Shall we leave now?" ”

"Hmm."

Truon immediately took the carriage and left the outside of the manor.

After the carriage entered the city, it deliberately detoured several streets before entering the streets of Fackland.

Soon, the carriage stopped at Gate 12 on the streets of Fackland, and Truon jumped out of the carriage and came to Dudian's carriage and said tremblingly: "It's here, do you want to do it now?" The tone was full of respect, and he made a mistake when they first met, and his heart was full of apprehension, and his words became more and more respectful and low.

Dudian pushed open the car door and looked up at the tall building in front of him, and could see two figures in the tall building, one was busy with things, it seemed to be a servant, and the other was sitting in a sitting position, which should be Ma Litai.

"You clean up the scene first, don't let the Bright Sect find traces." Du Dian explained: "Wait for me to come out before I do it, and besides, no one is allowed to come in without my permission." ”

"Yes." Troon smirked respectfully.

Dudian didn't look at his smile, but strode to the door of Marita's house and knocked lightly.

Soon, the door opened, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman dressed in a maid's costume looked at Du Dian suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm looking for Mr. Malitey." Dudian said with a smile.

"Then come in first, Mr. Marley is in the study on the second floor, and I'll call you." The middle-aged woman glanced twice at Du Dian's handsome face, opened the door, took out clean slippers and handed them to Du Dian.

Dudian changed into slippers and went to the living room, and was surprised to find that the living room was surrounded by bookcases full of books.

"Mr. Marley will come down in five minutes." The middle-aged woman went downstairs and poured tea to Dudian as she spoke.

Du Dian said thank you, took the tea and waited quietly.

The middle-aged woman took a rag and wiped it everywhere beside her, cleaning, and glanced at Dudian from time to time.

Du Dian suddenly felt that he shouldn't have kneaded his appearance so handsomely, it was too eye-catching.

Five minutes passed quickly, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and an old man with black and white hair mixed with a slight hunched back went downstairs, and glanced at Du Dian on the sofa in the living room at the armrest, a little puzzled, but seeing that Du Dian was dressed extraordinarily, he still walked over, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "You are?" ”

Du Dian smiled slightly and said, "Hello Mr. Marley, this is the first time we meet, I am an elder of the Ninth District of the Dark Holy See. ”

The polite smile on Malité's face suddenly froze, and he was a little stunned.

There were two reasons why he was stunned, the first was that he had never heard of a person from the Dark Curia hiding in Tibet actually introduce his identity to others so formally, as if he was not from the Dark See, but from the Knight Palace.

The second is that he didn't expect that the people of the Dark Sect would actually sit in front of him like this, and he was also an elder-level boss.

"Dark Holy See?!" At this time, a stunned voice sounded next to her, it was the middle-aged woman who was cleaning, her face was full of astonishment, and she looked at the handsome young man on the sofa in amazement, her eyes were in disbelief.

But soon, great fear welled up, and she reacted, and was about to open her mouth to cry out loudly, when in vain there was a pain in her neck, and her vision suddenly blackened, and she fell, and blood splattered from her neck and spread rapidly along the ground.

Dudian's arm was raised, and he seemed to be pinching something between his fingers, but it was gone.

Missing was the white saucer under the teacup that the middle-aged woman handed him.

The saucer was already dyed red.

Du Dian didn't squint, still smiling at Ma Li Tai in front of him, and there seemed to be a force in the depths of his gentle gaze, pressing on Ma Li Tai's mouth, making him open his mouth slightly, but he couldn't make a sound.

"You, you!" Ma Litai's body shook slightly, his face turned pale, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman who fell to the ground, his eyes were frightened, and he turned to look at Du Dian angrily, clenching his fists tightly, as if he was restrained, and as if he was afraid, he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you going to do?!" ”

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