Chapter Ninety-Three: The Awakened Assassin

In the outer part of Haven Lite, Benjamin and the old man were still advancing in the secret passages. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Along the way, Benjamin also heard a lot of stories about the old man when he was young: his thrilling experience as a mercenary, the whole process of the church's sweep of mercenaries, and how he escaped under the sweep of the church......

The old man spoke in a mess, but from these fragments, Benjamin could still feel how prosperous the kingdom's mercenaries had become. Adventurers with their own unique skills, heroic deeds of fighting monsters, legends praised by troubadours......

Benjamin listened with fascination.

However, the old man is not just showing off the glorious deeds of his youth.

He also recounted how he became the person he is.

According to him, after retiring from the mercenary life, he used the money he had saved to open a hotel, hoping to live an ordinary life. However, just like in the case of him and Scar Man, the relationships he has accumulated from his career as a mercenary make it impossible for his life to be peaceful.

Former friends asked him for help, but he couldn't refuse ruthlessly, and in order to help those friends, he had to find help from others, and owed more "debts".

In this way, between money lending and debt repayment, he was deeply involved, and on the contrary, he also made a name for himself in the outer city. Everyone else is saying that the "Silver Fox" boss is well-connected, and when he is in trouble, he will go to him for help. The old man has been trying his best to refuse those requests for help that have nothing to do with him, but for some reason, people will always come to the door and pull out the relationship with him, forcing him to help them.

When he heard this, Benjamin couldn't help but think that the transaction between him and the old man was probably like this.

This kind of involuntary life is really helpless.

Of course, after talking about this, a lot of time passed, and they walked in this dark secret passage for almost half an hour, and the wick of the oil lamp was changed once. Fortunately, the old man said, this secret passage is also coming to an end.

However, his story is not over yet.

At least Benjamin still has doubts.

"And what are you doing this today?" he asked, shaking the sweat from his hair, "Your reputation has spread in the outer city, and the church knows that the death of those four people in your inn will definitely be counted on your head." Is it worth it to give up the inn for so many years to protect this foreign assassin?"

No wonder he was sweating profusely, he would definitely be tired after walking alone for so long.

Therefore, even though the assassin had been unconscious and silent, Benjamin's presence was still very strong, so Benjamin asked such a question.

"A foreign assassin, that's what you think of him?" Hearing this, the old man suddenly laughed a few times for no reason, and said so.

"Don't get me wrong, I admire him. No matter what nationality he is, if he dares to assassinate the Pope, he is already a warrior. Benjamin quickly explained, "That's why I'm curious." ”

“...... Warriors?" the old man who walked in front suddenly sighed and whispered, not knowing if he was answering Benjamin's question, or if he was just talking to himself.

Just as Benjamin was expecting the old man to begin to talk about the Assassin, he suddenly felt the man on his back move.

This injured and unconscious assassin has just woken up?

"Are you awake?"

He couldn't help but stop, turned his head, and asked softly.

The strangely injured assassin did not speak, and did not seem to have fully recovered from his awakening. On the contrary, when the old man heard this, he also stopped and turned around.

Seeing this, Benjamin carefully lowered the Assassin and laid him flat on the floor of the secret passage. After putting the man away, he couldn't help but rub his shoulders - this way, his back hurt.

Just right, take this opportunity to take a little rest.

He thought as he cast his expectant gaze on the Assassin who was lying on the ground, awake.

The same is true of the old man, holding the oil lamp in his hand, and approaching, showing a somewhat nervous look.

In the light of the light, the Assassin's breathing suddenly became rapid. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes, and some meaningless mutters came out of his mouth.

His eyes remained half-open, his face worsened, and he looked tired. He didn't seem to be fully awake, and he seemed to be awake, just too weak.

"Are you alright?" asked Benjamin.

The old man on the other side suddenly sighed again.

What's the situation?

Benjamin was still puzzled, wondering why the old man was sighing, when he heard the murmur in the Assassin's mouth suddenly become louder.

"It's all ...... It's all a conspiracy, don't believe it...... Her Majesty the Queen...... It's all a conspiracy of the church......"

Hearing this, Benjamin couldn't help frowning deeply.

What does this mean?

Could it be that there is some ongoing conspiracy in the Church that has been bumped into by the Assassins? and...... And what does this have to do with Her Majesty?

...... Okay king, no problem king?

However, from this incoherent preamble, Benjamin realized that the Assassin had not really woken up.

The injury he suffered was indeed strange.

"When he speaks of Her Majesty, he should be referring to Queen Ikol. Suddenly, the system spoke up in Benjamin's mind and explained, "Ikor is the closest country to the Kingdom of Hori, and the relationship between the two countries is also tense. Looking at the entire continent, the only reigning queen is the one who is Ikol. ”

Ikor ......

Hearing this, Benjamin finally connected all the plots.

This assassin was sent by the queen of Ikor?

However, the "conspiracy of the Church" in the Assassin's mouth still made Benjamin unstoppably curious. The church has already punched the nobles and kicked the mage, and it still has the energy to engage in other conspiracies?

Benjamin was still wondering, and the situation of the Assassins had changed again.

On that pale face, the half-opened eyes suddenly opened all of a sudden, and they stared in a daze, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

The assassin's body shook and trembled violently. But his mental state remained unchanged, repeating the staccato and grammatically disjointed sentences. He didn't really wake up, and the light reflected on his lifeless face, as if he had been struck by evil.

In his mouth, the garbled words jumped out one after another:

"Lord Ethan...... Immortal ...... Her Majesty the Queen...... Church...... Conspiracy...... Abel...... Cain...... Fake ...... Pope ......"

Benjamin was a little shocked.

Is this called soul damage?

He also tried to transform into Sherlock Holmes and interpret the words that came out of the Assassin's mouth. However, it's a pity that he has made up a lot of bizarre and absurd things, but none of them are reliable.

Who is Lord Ethan? What does it mean to be immortal? Are you talking about the queen, or is it that the Pope has become immortal? What does it mean to be fake? Could it be that the Pope is being pretended by someone else? But what does all this have to do with Abel and Cain?

No, this plot is too messy......

He's not a big detective, and he can't deduce anything.

"He's been like this for more than ten days. Suddenly, the old man stared at the evil assassin and said quietly, "Ten days ago, he came to my hotel, entered the door, said 'save me,' and then fainted to the ground, but there was no wound on his body. I didn't dare to take him to the doctor, and I had to look through books for several days before I found out that it was a damaged soul. ”

The old man's words mingled with the assassin's whispers, and for some reason, the atmosphere began to grow a little heavy.

After a moment of silence, Benjamin suddenly spoke, half-jokingly: "You are so enthusiastic, a stranger who faints in front of you, you will also risk your life to save him." In the future, if I am seriously injured and fight to my last breath, I will have to run in front of you and faint. ”

He subconsciously wanted to tell a joke and relieve the pressure of the half-crazy assassins.

Soon, however, he began to regret the passage.

Because, after listening to Benjamin's words, the old man snorted a few times self-deprecatingly. Then, following Benjamin, too, said in a half-joking tone:

"yes, why the fuck am I so nosy? What's the solution, who made him my son I haven't seen in thirteen years?"