I don't know if it's because of the good law and order of the Hans tribe as a whole, or because of the guards themselves, these sentries patrolling the streets are dozing off the walls one by one, their heads constantly drooping downward, and it is quite difficult to just stand there.

"Hmm!"

The sentry suddenly felt his mouth gagged by a soft palm, and the next moment, the sharp blade slashed through his throat.

Sivir held the soldier's body and let him slowly lean against the wall, and quietly touched the other soldier again, Sivir's movements were quite light and agile, and he dealt with several soldiers in a row, without being noticed by others.

Soon, all the soldiers near the chief's residence turned into corpses, Sivir didn't even use his fighting spirit, outside the chief's room was a ring of tall fences, Sivir climbed through the wall, if Tristan was here, she didn't have to go through so much trouble at all, and she could even kill directly from the front, but now she was alone, and her goal was not to kill people, but to make the chiefs here tell the secret of the rebellion in an almost alive way, which was not a simple errand.

The chief's building was three floors, and many of the windows were dark, but some light could still be seen in the corridors. Sivir knew very well that there were quite a few guards inside the building, and the guards on the outside might be able to doze off, but the guards inside couldn't be like that.

Sivir quietly approached the building in front of him, and Sivir gently pushed the door, and found that the door to the room was not closed, but made a slight noise, creaking to the side.

Sivir's heart pounded, and he hurriedly slipped into the crack in the door, and the doors of the rooms on both sides of the first floor were not closed, and Sivir hid in a small storage room on the right, waiting for the movement outside.

Soon, from the stairwell on the second floor, there was a sound of clattering footsteps, it was the sound of deerskin boots stepping on the wooden board, the owner of the sound walked down the stairs, and walked straight in the direction of the door, Sivir held his breath, the time just now was relatively urgent, in fact, this room is not the best choice to hide, it is a place to pile up garbage and sundries, the space is still relatively narrow, if she moves casually, it is likely to make strange noises.

What's even more terrifying is that the door of this room still has some faults, and it can't be completely closed, this soldier is holding a torch, and Sivir can see the black shadow illuminated by the torch through the crack in the door.

The soldier walked to the door, and the soldier who was hiding behind the door was only one door panel away, and Sivir could even hear the soldier's heavy breathing, and if the soldier pushed open the door next to him, he could see Sivir's figure.

"It's so late and you don't come, you still have to open this door. The soldier said as he slowly closed the gate and walked back in.

"Someone is coming?" Sivir's eyes blinked, this is a terrible piece of information, there is the chief's order, these people must have come to the chief, maybe they are also related to this rebellion. Sivir already had an idea in his mind.

The smell of dust wafted through the utility room, and Sivir listened to the sound above his head and the sounds outside the courtyard, and when he entered, he had already hidden the bodies of the slain guards in the corners of the courtyard, which he could not find even if he walked by on a moonless night.

I don't know how long it took, but when Sivir's brain was slightly sleepy, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the gate.

Sivir's spirits were lifted, and this time, the door was pushed open again, and a tall figure walked in from outside the door.

"It's a burly man. Sivir made this judgment from the shadow peeking through the crack in the door.

But instead of going to the front steps, the man stopped at the door.

Sivir's heart beat faster.

"Ahem. The visitor coughed twice, and soon there was a dull sound of footsteps above Sivir's head.

Sivir's cold sweat instantly broke out from his forehead.

There is no mistake about this voice Sivir, who has spent six years with the owner of this voice, none other than his own teacher, Tristan.

Dense footsteps rang out from the stairs, and this time it wasn't just a guard who came down.

"Brother Tristan, I didn't expect you to come in person. ”

An unfamiliar, somewhat magnetic male voice suddenly rang out.

"Haha, Brother Hans invited me, how could I not come? ”

The chieftains of Bosrika have a tradition, and like the surname of the king of Bosiliga, the chiefs here also automatically inherit the name of the tribe, and the chieftain of the Hans tribe, regardless of the previous surname, will automatically become the Hans surname when he becomes the chief or the heir of the chief - of course, no one thinks this is anything bad, and this is the supreme glory for the Bosricans.

The crowd quickly went upstairs with torches. Sivir's heart was still beating wildly, the impact of this scene on her was too great, when she was in the tavern before, she was still a little skeptical about the rumors she heard, but Tristan actually came to the chief's residence in person, and listening to the tone of their conversation, the relationship between the two was obviously relatively intimate, which coincided with the rumors of Tristan's rebellion that he had heard before.

Tristan was obviously drunk before, and he had settled him in the inn himself, so why did he appear here? Furthermore, Sivir was not sure whether Tristan had found out that he had quietly left, all of which was unknown.

Sivir took a deep breath, she had clenched her fists in the dark, if her teacher was really a traitor to the war that Haru had started, she would definitely use the blade in her hand to take Tristan's life.

The footsteps quieted down, and it seemed that the two men had begun to talk, and Sivir pulled his cloak tighter, opened the door softly, and stepped out.

The corridor on the first floor was pitch black, but Sivir could clearly see the light of the fire shining from the second floor, and the first floor was unguarded, and Sivir cautiously felt to the staircase on the second floor.

This wooden staircase has a gap in the link between the steps, and Sivir looks directly up from the bottom of the staircase, and the fire does not shine on Sivir's location, but she can see the situation above.

"Only one guard?" As far as Sever's eye could see, he saw only a soldier standing guard at the top of the staircase, and the situation behind him was unknown.

If there is only one guard, it is relatively simple to solve, as long as you make a little noise casually, and when this guard comes down to check the situation, you can assassinate him instantly, so that you can not alarm the two people talking above, but if there are two or more guards, then your own move will startle the snake.

Sivir weighed it again and again, and now there seemed to be no other way than this, and when she walked into the courtyard, she had already observed that there was no place to climb outside the building, and the only way to go up the stairs was to take the stairs.

After making a decision, Sivir slowly returned to the utility room, casually touched a hard piece of wood, and then returned to the position where he had just been lurking, and threw the piece of wood in his hand directly to the location of the door.

"Grock. ”

The wooden block slammed against the door with a crunch sound, which really caught the attention of the guards upstairs. The guard removed a torch from the wall beside him, drew his sword from his waist with his other hand, and walked downstairs little by little.

If the guard deliberately shone the torch into the blind corner of the view under the stairs, he could have found Sivir, but this guard did not expect that there would be people hiding here, and the soldier did not know that he was walking towards the abyss of death step by step under the gaze of Sivir.

Sivir's sword has been hidden in the scabbard, and at this time, once the light of the torch on the blade is reflected in the light, it will directly reveal its position, and Sivir quietly waits for the opportunity to strike.

The soldier walked past where Sivir was hiding, but did not notice the existence of the girl, and Sivir rushed out with an arrow, and while his body was still advancing, he had already drawn his sword.

The sudden noise behind him also made the guards notice, but this time it was obviously too late, and when the soldier turned his head, Sivir's blade cut directly through the latter's throat, and even the vocal cords were cut by the sharp blade, which is the most vulnerable place in the human body, and it is also not easy to be protected by armor.

Blood gushed out, and Sivir grabbed the guard before he could fall to the ground, but the torch fell to the ground.

Sivir's heartbeat suddenly reached an extreme, and if this voice attracted the other guards, he was afraid that he would have to risk being exposed to break through head-on. As if waiting for a final answer, Sivir remained in this position, his cloak wet with blood from the guards' corpses, but thankfully, there was no sound from the second floor.

Sivir picked up the soldier's corpse, gently placed it in the utility room where he had been hiding, and immediately picked up the torch and slowly walked to the second floor.

During this process, Sivir did not deliberately suppress his footsteps, but maintained the exact same pace frequency as the soldiers who were killed before, went directly to the second floor, and put the torch in his hand back in the position where the torch was fixed before.

"It's so good luck that there's only one guard. Sivir's heart secretly rejoiced, the third floor was dim, and there was no light as far as Sivir's eyes could see, but there was a faint light source in the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

"These two people don't talk in the dark, it's probably on the second floor. ”

Sivir's guess is correct, in Bosilica, in order to show the nobility of the owner's identity, the living bedrooms are on the highest floor of the building, but the place of reception is usually on the second floor, Chief Hans's security arrangements are actually no problem, but the guards outside are dozing, and one of the guards inside looks a little thin, Sivir directly took off his boots, walked barefoot on the cold wooden plank, and approached the place where the truth was.

The fireplace burned through the crack in the door, but Sivir couldn't see inside, but the sound in the room was clear, and Sivir pressed his face against the door panel, listening to the conversation between the two people in the room.

"Have you figured out the time to do it?"

This voice was Tristan's, and there was a hint of impatience in his words: "To be honest, if you drag on like this, the worse the situation will be for us, the news of the traitors here in the Hans tribe has even reached the ears of Princess Luna, so this time I took the initiative to request this task." ”

"Are you here alone this time?" came Chief Hans's trademark magnetic voice.

Sivir clenched his fists outside the door.

"No, I came alone this time. Tristan suddenly slapped the table, and the dull sound even startled Sivir: "I followed you Hans to participate in this operation, it is a great risk, you are here to be your own chieftain, I have to be careful at all times, if there is a rumor that reaches the ears of the princess, I am at risk of being killed at any time, I just want to know the time of the operation, but you are here to stumble, I see that you Hans does not have any sincerity to cooperate." ”

Tristan's voice was so loud that Xavier suspected that even the soldiers at the staircase could hear it.

"Brother is angry, isn't this to ensure the safety of the operation, and only I, Hans, participate in this operation, and the strength will be tight, so for a period of time, I have been contacting several surrounding tribes, and if I can get a little more support, the possibility of getting rid of the princess will be greater. ”

"And how are you talking?" Tristan snorted.

"Haha, the Borats tribe to our west have also agreed to participate in this operation, so we are almost equal in strength with Luna, and we are even larger in terms of territory. There was no smug in Hans's voice.

Sivir clenched his fists outside the door, but he didn't expect that the power of the rebel army had quietly expanded, if Hans was really allowed to start this war, then half of Persilika Island would be involved in the whirlpool of war.

These two people must die!

As long as Hans, the leader of the rebels, is killed, the operation will drag on indefinitely, and as long as he can return to Luna's side alive from here, this long-planned war will not break out. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} 》，;” , talk about life, find a confidant~