The smell of Bay City in the early morning is still fishy, the sound of the waves outside the city is faintly heard, the seagulls flying in the sky overhead, and the familiar sea breeze look no different from usual today.

Because of the rain that lasted for more than ten days a while ago, the road here still looks a little muddy, but because of the long walking of countless people, a dirt path in the middle of the road is barely dry when trampled.

The short Hart walked on this road, surrounded by many citizens who were with him, either in twos or threes, or acting alone like Hart.

Their purpose was the Pochi Castle, the innermost part of the settlement, where the new lord would organize his inauguration today.

Although most of the citizens were not very interested in this, the promotion of half a catty of wheat for many days still played a big role.

Because of geographical factors, there is no farmland around Bay City, there is no food produced here, and most of the food eaten by the citizens is transported from Reef City, and because the danger factor in the wild is very large, the transportation cost is very high, so the price of food here is extremely high.

Half a catty of wheat doesn't sound like much, but many residents can buy a catty of wheat every day. In addition, this is a free gift, and there is no need for hard work, so countless residents of Bay City are very excited about this, and they go out of their homes very early and flock to Pochi Castle.

If you look down from the sky, you will see that in all directions of the city, countless small black dots like ants gather towards the southernmost point of the central part of the city, where the castle of Pochi is located.

Short Hart also headed there, but his purpose was not the same as that of the citizens around him. He was ordered by their black hand boss to come here to do something that seemed dangerous.

Assassinate the new lord!

Of course, it can't be said to be an assassination, the boss of the black hand only asks for a stab, but in Hart's opinion, this is no different from the difficulty of assassination.

"I hope the boss is reliable, I don't want to go into that damp dungeon again. Hart muttered, tightening the crossbow hidden in his cloak.

It sounds like a difficult and dangerous task, requiring you to shoot and injure the new owner of this territory under the gaze of countless people, but in fact, the chances of completing this task are not low.

Hart only needs to blend in with the crowd and shoot an arrow while the lord's guards are not looking, the only question in this mission is whether he can shoot the lord, because it is not sure where he will appear.

However, a temporary platform under Pochi's castle had been erected not long ago to dispel their concerns, and the lord had obviously not expected that he would encounter a crisis, or that his sense of crisis was weak, and he had chosen to stay close to the crowd rather than stand on top of the castle.

Hart was sure that he had a 100 percent chance of completing this task, but he didn't know what the chances of escaping were. Although the Black Hand Boss told him that someone would pick him up and take advantage of the chaos to escape completely, he was still worried, but he was only worried about entering the annoying dungeon again, not his own life.

He believed that as long as he didn't die on the spot, no matter where he was held, the boss of the black hand would be able to get him out. It was also because of this that Hart took on this task, which was dangerous in the eyes of those who did not understand.

There is a precedent for this.

Before he became a pirate, he was a criminal who was sentenced to death for shooting his neighbor, locked up in a dungeon in Bay City, and then because he knew the boss of the black hand, he was easily fished out, and then became a pirate.

So overall, this mission is very risky, but there is basically no fear of life, although there is still a lot of uncertainty, but it is worth the risk of them as outlaws to get the appreciation of the Black Hand Boss and a lot of bounty.

Thinking of the bounty, Hart's breathing increased slightly, and there was a slight excitement in his eyes. As long as he gets this money, he will be able to have a slave girl of his own on the ship, as well as a single room, which will not only be free from the foot smell of those idiots, but also live his own happy life!

Just thinking about it, he was full of anticipation!

Tightening the crossbow in his right hand again, Hart's pace gradually increased, and finally he overtook many people, and reached the square in front of Pochi Castle in Bay City.

He wasn't the first to arrive, although it had just been breakfast, but there were a lot of people in the square now, but they didn't gather in the square, but they didn't know why, they were lining up in a very disciplined way.

The queue was divided into several groups, and the queue was quite congested because there were houses on both sides. Poki came to the back of the long line and couldn't see what was going on in front of him, but after a little inquiry, he understood.

"Registration?" Hart frowned.

At the front of the queue was an aunt, who was bored at this time, and when she saw someone inquiring, she was still happy to answer: "Yes, as long as you have registered here, the lord will send the wheat to the door, for fear that it will be inconvenient for us to hold it." ”

Saying that, the aunt sighed: "I have never seen such a kind lord, little Harry always said how the new lord is not good, hmph, after this time, I guess he will not have the face to say that." ”

Hart didn't have time to pay attention to the new lord, so he hurriedly asked, "What are you registering?"

The aunt shook her head and said: "I don't know the specifics, it should be what the registration is called and where to live, who has the air to manage these." ”

Hart wanted to ask something more, but Auntie had been drawn to another chat and looked like she was about to interject.

Hart thought about it for a while, and felt that it didn't matter to him, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The procession slowly entered the plaza, and the larger flow of people in the rear continued to join in, and it didn't take long for Hart to be caught in a dilemma, with people in front and behind.

However, it didn't take long for the team in front of him to suddenly pick up speed, and Hart looked hard and found that it might be because there were too many people, and there were a few more openings in the temporary fence in front of them, and the new staff members set up tables and blocked the middle of the crossing.

Although the opening was very loose, and the people in front could pass without squeezing, people still lined up honestly for the half catty of wheat.

"I knew that so many people wouldn't come to join in the fun, and we still registered, we just came here to relax, and we are not from here, how can we register?"

There was a whisper of a complaint around him, and it reached Hart's ears.

"Don't you think it's funny. ”

Another voice seemed excited.

"I didn't think it was so interesting to be so close to these buns. ”

"Oh, I can't get out now anyway, so you can bear with it. ”

The two of them spoke in a low voice, and the noise around them was very loud, but Hart's ears were very sensitive, and he still listened to their conversation and couldn't help but look sideways.

Two people in black cloaks were muttering not far to his left, and the mysterious dress made him subconsciously look at the same clothes on his body, and couldn't help but be a little worried: "They are just watching the fun? I hope it doesn't affect my actions." ”

With mixed feelings, Hart honestly lined up, and it didn't take long for his turn to come.

An old man with gray hair was in charge of the registration, and a stack of white paper with handwriting on the table testified to his work. The old man held the quill and asked without raising his head, "Name?"

Hart didn't answer immediately, because he recognized who the old man was.

When he was a hunter in his early years, he had a family in Bay City, and the old man was a gardener named Garson who lived not far from their family. Because of his literacy, he is respected by his neighbors.

Hart remembers how to write his name, which he learned from old Garson.

Afraid of being recognized, Hart hurriedly lowered his head. But it didn't help at all, old Garson was sitting, he was standing, and he could see his face as soon as he looked up.

Fortunately, Old Garson did not look up, but asked repeatedly.

"Rhe, Rhein. ”

Hart hurriedly replied, for fear that things would not be good if he delayed any longer.

"Home address?"

"No. 42 Pineapple Street, North of the City"

Old Garson lowered his head and took notes, and asked casually: "I always go over there, why haven't I heard of you?"

Hart replied in horror: "I used to live in the slums, new, new to move in." ”

Old Garson snorted, obviously not interested, and after asking where he worked and his family members, he let Hart pass.

Hart breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurried into the crowd in the square without daring to look back, where there were already many people waiting.

After waiting for about an hour, the crowd that kept gathering was all registered. At this time, there were people in the square in front and back, left and right, and the black pressure was overwhelming, but fortunately, the square in front of the castle was built according to the scale of the training ground, otherwise it really couldn't fit so many people.

But even if it is loaded, it is very reluctant, and it is difficult to move the pace when it is in the middle of it.

Luckily, Hart came early, so he managed to find a place at the front. However, he sadly found that his plan to leave quickly after completing the task was afraid of failure. With so many people, you can't get up fast if you want to!

"I hope no one else finds out. Hart prayed in his heart.

It's not impossible, because there are so many people, and if you mix in the crowd and shoot an arrow with an inconspicuous short crossbow, no one will really be able to find out.

The lord is assassinated, and the situation will definitely be chaotic at that time, as long as the shooting and putting away movements are fast, there is still a good chance that it will not attract attention, and then take advantage of the chaotic crowd to leave...

Thinking of this, Hart's heart slowly relaxed.

Not far in front is a makeshift platform, about two meters high, surrounded by a circle of guards in armor, they vigilantly look at the Black Sea crowd in front of them, and those who cross the line will push and shove, although they are merciless, but there are still many people who cross the red line because of the crowd behind them, so that the guards are under great pressure and don't have much to think about, which is obviously conducive to Hart's next action.

The back of the high platform is directly connected to the gate of the castle, because it is too high, so Hart can't see what is going on at the gate, at this time he is glad that he is not so close to the high platform, otherwise the two-meter-tall big guy will be the biggest obstacle to his assassination;

Finding a relatively vantage point, Hart tried his best to shield himself from the clutter around him, focusing on the high platform diagonally above him and the crossbow bolts in his hand.

The short crossbow in the hand has been wound, shoot from here, the position distance is just right!

Staring at the empty platform, Hart waited patiently.

He didn't have to wait long, and when the bell on the high platform rang, a well-dressed young man appeared in front of him.

"It's coming!"

Hart tightened the crossbow bolts in his hands, and the hands hidden in the cloak were carefully raised, aiming.

The young man is quite handsome, with rare long black hair, dark eyes, handsome and delicate facial features, and neat and straight clothes, which look particularly dazzling in the sun.

Everything was so clear from Hart that a mixture of jealousy suddenly appeared. With his hand offset, he changed his intention to shoot the torso.

"I don't know if he will be so dazzling after being disfigured. Hart thought excitedly.

At such a suitable distance, he was not afraid that his own shot would miss the life of his target, and as soon as he shot the crossbow arrow in his hand, the handsome aristocratic boy on the high platform would lose an ear or leave an ugly scar!

"It's an exciting sight. Hart narrowed his eyes, waiting for the right moment to shoot the crossbow arrow in his hand.

"Hi, I'm Alan Chrissy from the Chrissy family in Reef City. ”

The aristocratic boy on the high platform introduced himself, and before the words could be completely dropped, a burst of cheers suddenly appeared!

At first, it was just scattered and finally converged into a piece!

The citizens of the bay city cheered loudly, perhaps because of the half catty of wheat, or because of the bright appearance of the new lord, or more likely because of the deliberate pretense of some people. In short, voices from all directions irritated Hart's ears like a tsunami, making his jealousy even more intense.

But immediately he reflected: "Good opportunity!"

In such a noisy environment, no one would pay attention to the sound of crossbow arrows, and everyone around them would not notice the young lord on the high platform, let alone his inconspicuous assassin!

The thoughts were spinning in his mind, and Hart was ready to press the switch of the crossbow bolt as soon as his hand moved.

It's just that someone is one step faster than him!

"Whoosh!"

A small and sudden arrow shot out of the crowd not far away, glowing silver in the sunlight, and shot at the young lord on the high platform.

There was only a trace of astonishment on the young lord's face, and then he was shot to the ground in an instant without any resistance!

Hart was dumbfounded.

"Did the Black Hand Boss arrange for anyone else?"