The moonlight is like water, in the western district of Boulder City, in a dark alley, a man in a cloak dodges into an alley.

Cautiously looking back to make sure no one was following him, the man breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the wall at the end of the alley.

The eleventh stone brick was counted from left to right, and he stretched out his hand and struck it rhythmically three times on the stone brick.

After about ten seconds, the stone brick was unloaded from behind, and a hoarse sound came from behind the wall.

"Who's singing?"

"The raven at the grave." The man said in a deep voice.

The code is right.

The stone brick was put back in.

It didn't take long for the floor beneath his feet to shake slightly, and the wall in front of him slowly receded, making way for a gap.

Looking back behind him, once again to make sure no one was following him, the man leaned down and walked through the stone door.

With the shaking of the floor, the stone door behind him slowly closed, and glancing at the black-clothed guards standing on either side of the stone steps, the man took off the hood that covered half of his face. If Jiang Feng was here, he would definitely not be unfamiliar with this face.

He is none other than Aran, the chief mentor of the Thieves' Guild, who is wanted by the entire city of Valland.

Four men in black with scimitars at their waists stood guard at the door, and when Aram passed by, they all bowed their heads in unison. A master assassin is just a thin line away from a legendary assassin of the Holy Order, and such a powerhouse will be respected by his peers anywhere.

A slightly plump woman in a black robe walked up to Aran and said respectfully.

"Master Griffin is waiting for you."

"Take me to him." Aran said.

"Please come with me." The female thief led Syria to the corridor leading to the underground.

Tucked away in the alley, the building is divided into two parts, the upper and lower parts, and it is said that the part on the surface was once the armory of the Boulder City militia. Later, after being abandoned due to armament restructuring and other reasons, the armory was bought by a merchant and converted into a storehouse for storing collectibles, and an underground sake cellar was built. In the end, somehow, after several twists and turns, it fell into the hands of the Thieves Guild of Boulder City, and it was transformed into the headquarters of the union.

Unlike the royal capital of Warland, the city's thieves' guilds have been around for centuries, almost with the birth of the city. The original Thieves' Guild was a dagger in the hands of several more famous merchant families in the area, specially used to deal with the feudal lords, knights, and restless aliens in the wasteland near the Thorn Wasteland.

It's just that since the establishment of Free City, the contradictions between the major families in Boulder City have shifted from the outside to the inside, and the nature of the thieves' union has gradually changed, from a dagger in the hands of the industry alliance to an assassination organization that collects money and errands, and a servant of Lucius, the god of treachery and conspiracy......

Granite walls hung with brass candlesticks, and through the narrow corridor, Aram followed the female thief into a spacious stone chamber.

In the center of the stone chamber, he saw a familiar figure.

"Aram? You're alive? Seeing the acquaintance who appeared at the door, the man standing in the center of the stone room showed a surprised expression.

His thick beard almost joined his hair, and his muscular physique made it difficult to associate him with a thief. In terms of size, he is more of a warrior than a dexterous thief.

"You're surprised?" The corners of Alan's mouth furrowed.

"It's a surprise to anyone, but I'm even more surprised," Griffin opened his arms and smiled heartily, rescuing the surprised expression on his face, "Anyway, it's good that you're still alive." The doors of the Boulder Thieves' Guild are always open to you, and if you want to go back and rebuild the Thieves' Guild in Warland, I'll help you too. ”

Aran snorted coldly, not taking the polite words to heart.

"Polite words aside, I have something important to say to you."

Reading Alan's eyes, Griffin's expression froze, and he immediately glanced at the guards at the door.

The two cloaked guards bowed slightly, and all unrelated people, including the female thief, left the room, leaving Aran and Griffin standing in the stone chamber.

“…… Is it the oracle of our lord? Seeing that there were no outsiders, Griffin immediately asked in a hurried tone.

Aran nodded, "That's right. ”

Griffin didn't speak, just looked at Arran.

Knowing what he was waiting for in his heart, Aran didn't say much, took out a palm-sized stone slab from his sleeve, and threw it to Griffin to catch.

“…… Really," Griffin muttered to himself, his index finger touching the lines carved on the slate, and suddenly looked at Aran in a mocking tone, "You're messing up." ”

"So here I am, ready to make up for my mistakes." Aran said with a gloomy face.

Griffin squinted dangerously, "Tell me, who is the person you want to kill?" ”

"Miss Gondal, Silita Gondal!"

……

Kara Mountains, a certain mountain.

Two figures on horseback are walking on a rugged mountain road, with endless mountains and cliffs in the distance.

Since yesterday morning, the two have been walking in the Kara Mountains for a day and a night.

Although Jiang Feng and Leiya's bodies could still hold on, they had to stop now.

"We might be in trouble." Riding on his horse, Jiang Feng picked up the binoculars, looked at the mountain road in the distance, squinted his left eye and said, "The rebels have cut off the road from here to Sardiniburg, and intend to carry out the siege to the end, unless we defeat the rebels gathered at the pass, we can't get around." ”

If he is a genuine wizard, it would be better to say, wizards above two stars can perform powerful group injury witchcraft, but unfortunately, he, an imposter wizard, can't even perform one-star witchcraft now. Although the damage coefficient of the ghost drone is not bad, it is a little stretched in the face of an army of more than 500 people.

"How long will this siege last?" Leia frowned.

"It's hard to say," Jiang Feng put away his binoculars, "Maybe next month, maybe this time next year." ”

A look of solemnity appeared on Leia's face.

Glancing at Leia beside him, Jiang Feng paused for a moment.

"Actually, when I was on the road, I was thinking that what Krees Morrowind was worried about was nothing more than chaos eroding this continent. And now we are almost certain that Prince William and his henchmen are followers of Chaos. ”

"What do you mean?" Leia looked at Jiang Feng.

Squinting his eyes and looking at the fortress standing in the middle of the mountains, Jiang Feng said in a relaxed tone.

"Just defeat them on the battlefield."

Originally, he had no interest in interfering in the war of the aborigines, but now it seemed that this was the shortest way to complete the Kreese commission.

"That's an army of tens of thousands of people...... Leia looked at Jiang Feng in surprise, "Do you know what that concept is?" ”

Not to mention tens of thousands of people, even if tens of thousands of chickens stand in a row one by one, they will have to be killed for a while.

Again, after getting along for so long, even if she was sluggish, she could feel that Jiang Feng's witchcraft was actually not as powerful as rumored. Although he defeated Solore's clone and Captain Monkyrie with powerful alchemy items, his own strength was far from reaching the level of the rumored three-star wizard.

"Of course I know, it's only tens of thousands." The flat tone didn't seem to take this number to heart at all, Jiang Feng pulled the reins in his hand and turned the horse's head, "Let's go back first." Looks like we'll have to talk to Miss Knight. ”