The second-level inquisitor is a middle-level cadre in the dark inquisition, the position level is equivalent to the existence of the squadron leader, and each second-level inquisitor's subordinates have a group of third-level inquisitors, and the general pursuit and assassination tasks are completed by the third-level inquisitors, for example, in that hidden valley, the five black cloaks I met are the third-level inquisitors. As for the top of the second-level trial envoys www.biquge.info there are several first-level trial envoys, and each first-level trial envoy is in charge of a special department, with the rank above the captain and below the corps commander. In the first-level judgment envoy, it is the mysterious elder who is in charge of the entire Dark Inquisition, it is said that the elder participated in the invasion of Calradia thirty years ago, and the Holy King Leon once fought face-to-face, and there was no winner or loser, after he took charge of the Dark Inquisition, he caused a lot of trouble to Leon, once swept more than half of the resistance generals overnight, and once caused chaos in the resistance army of the entire Calradia continent.

Of course, this was what William told me, and he even told me unabashedly that when he joined the mountain squadron and was willing to be a centurion, he was actually tasked with surveillance, and he said that in every squadron, there would be a second-class inquisitor, and as for who, even the squadron leader would not know.

I said, "So what are you telling me for?"

William smiled: "Because your value is extraordinary." If nothing else, let's just say that in just two months, you have gained the trust of our most dangerous enemies, Nabal and Lao G, which is not something that ordinary people can do, this is a huge opportunity, and it is also a proof of your own strength, you have proved that your talent for intelligence is far more valuable than others. So......" William stood up: "I order you to join the Dark Inquisition!"

I was stunned for a long time before I burst out laughing, "What are you kidding, you want me to join the Dark Inquisition?"

William nodded: "Not to ask, but to order! I now order you to join the Dark Inquisition as a second-level inquisitor!"

I pouted, "Can I not take orders?"

"Yes," said William, "but the cost of not accepting orders is severe. As he spoke, he waved the sword in his hand.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Although I know you well, are you threatening me?" ”

William said: "This is not a threat, since I have confessed my identity to you, the person who knows this secret will either become my colleague or become my soul under the sword." The secrets of the jury must not be known to outsiders. ”

I said, "If I don't say it's okay to go out, it's very painful for me to join the Dark Inquisition and engage in conspiracies and assassinations all day long." ”

William didn't speak, he threw me a bag of things, turned around and disappeared through the window.

I opened the package, and it contained a black cloak and a black bone flame-shaped charm with three sparks carved on the back. I know it's the identifying mark of the Dark Inquisitor's Level 3 Inquisitor.

That's how I joined the Dark Inquisition.

Actually, the Dark Inquisition is not bad. I don't have kung fu, so it's not my turn to do things like assassination, and maybe the most I will be given the task is to infiltrate or engage in intelligence. I pouted, this William, too domineering, but not stupid, he seemed to be forcing me to join the Dark Inquisition, but from another point of view, it also gave me a good backer. At least within the Dark Order, no one has the courage to attack the members of the Inquisition, and as for going out, just take off this skin.

I hid my things, and then the two sentries woke up in a blur, and I said, "You two guys who are close to me are so unresponsible, sleeping so soundly?"

The young sentry rubbed his neck and looked at me with a blank expression.

Night soon fell.

The bonfire feast in Talboria has ended, and the whole village has fallen into a deathly silence. The intact houses were reserved for the centurion and above, and I was fortunate enough to get one, but the location of my room was quite mysterious, with Mangna's room on the left and Vicente's room on the right, which was not like an apartment, but more like a kind of surveillance. In the daytime, I might still be a little nervous, worried about being seen through, but now that I'm completely down-to-earth, not to mention anything else, with the identity of the third-level trial envoy to escort, these two squad leaders really can't do anything with me.

There was a knock at the door, followed by Vicente's businesslike voice, "Mr. Emmons, are you asleep?"

I pushed the door open, anyway, I was only a centurion on my face, and there was no reason to sit and wait for Vicente, the squad leader, to come in by himself.

Vicente smiled very gentlemanly, walked in, and said, "The little place is not well treated, please forgive me." ”

I smiled politely: "It's good, I've been doing tasks outside, sleeping in the open, and now I have a roof above my head, which is very good." ”

Vicente smiled and said, "I don't know what Mr. Emmons is doing out there." ”

I smiled and said, "Speaking of which, it was still in February, when our squadron was ...... Oh, it's supposed to be the brigade now, and Deacon Mebius told me to go out and get a hundred thousand dinars for military expenses, and a lot of ordnance back, and I'm wandering until now. ”

Vicente smiled again and said, "So how much has been done now?"

I suddenly became a little vigilant, and this Vicente seemed to be quite interested in this matter, and I said, "Come on, the dinar is not worried, but the worries are those ranks, which have been completed by seventy or eighty percent by now." ”

Vicente said "oh", and suddenly another person walked in from outside the door, it was Mangner, who slapped me today, he stood at the door, but did not come in, and the fire outside stretched his shadow very long.

It was a little strange that the two squad leaders were gathered in my room all of a sudden. I was calm and calm, and my left hand was already holding the crossbow behind my waist.

Mangna said, "Aren't you Emmons?"

I said, "Yes, don't you know?"

Mangana said, "I heard your head is valuable?"

The corners of my eyes jumped, and I smiled: "It's just hyped up, and no one will really want it." ”

Mangna pursed his lips and said, "This old man doesn't care, as long as you are Emmons." ”

I said, "So what do you want to do?"

Mangna said: "Lao Tzu is a pirate for money, and joining this bullshit order is also for money, since there is a million heads in front of me, what do you say I am going to do?"

I swallowed, looked at Vicente and said, "You're in a group?"

Vicente smiled and didn't speak.

I looked at Mangna again and said, "Canons strictly prohibit cannibalism for no reason, and even if you put a charge on me and want to kill me, a centurion, it will not be your turn to be the leader of the fifteenth brigade." Aren't you afraid of being hanged?"

Mangana walked in, and the oil lamp in the house illuminated his face, twisted and hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said, "After killing you, and receiving the money, I will find a place where no one can find me and live in seclusion, and change my face, and who can hang me?"

I sighed, "Vicente, what do you say?"

Vicente took the cup and drank slowly, saying, "I didn't see anything." ”

I said, "You've done it all." ”

Vicente shrugged.

I said, "Are you not afraid of the jury?"

Mangna's face changed, and he suddenly laughed out loud: "Judge, this is Emperor Shangao! Besides, I'm a close confidant of the Overseer, do you think the Inquisition will trouble me because of your little centurion?"

I sighed, I didn't expect this secret to be revealed just after I got it, it was too unmysterious. I lifted my collar to reveal the flame charm around my neck. When I took out the ornaments, I felt the oil lamps in the room flicker.

Mangna and Vicente's faces immediately became very funny, the previously hideous and terrifying Manganna, the hideousness immediately froze on his face, he twisted his face full of horizontal flesh, and his face was full of disbelief, Vicente could no longer maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, his eyes were wide open, and the cup fell on the table with a clatter.

I watched them quietly, holding the crossbow in my left hand, not daring to be careless.

The muscles on Mangna's face throbbed, and he hissed, "No, I don't believe it, where did you get this thing, tell me quickly!"

I looked at him sympathetically and said, "Don't ask, don't say, quit now, keep your mouth shut, I can act as if nothing happened." ”

Vicente immediately stood up and walked out the door. The muscles on Mangner's face were still twitching, and suddenly, he laughed, as if he had made some kind of decision, and his voice became louder: "What's so great about the judgment envoy, there is no one else here, you will die in vain! A million are in front of you, and those who don't take it are fools!" After speaking, he roared angrily, and slashed down with an axe in his backhand, and his voice was fierce.

I subconsciously raised my crossbow, pulled the trigger, and grabbed the military hoe with my other hand to block upward.

At such a close distance, two crossbow arrows quenched with poison were shot into his chest without any suspense, but at the same time, Mangna's axe also looked at my military hoe, and the force shook my mouth so violently that the military hoe almost flew out of my hand.

At this moment, a bit of cold light flashed through Mangna's chest, Mangna's eyes widened for a moment, his pupils contracted sharply, and he let go of his hand holding the axe, and tried to pull out the sword that had pierced him in the back.

However, the swordsman did not give him a chance, and I saw the blade suddenly twist, and the blood immediately gushed out like a river that had opened the floodgates, and in an instant it soaked the chain mail on his chest. Then, the swordsman kicked him to the ground, drew his sword, and wiped the blood from Mangna's cloak.

Mangner's eyes were not closed.

The swordsman turned out to be Vicente, who killed Manganna, and looked at me again with an indescribable calmness in his eyes. I couldn't sit still anymore and got up from my chair.

Vicente slowly put his sword back into its sheath and said, "I don't know who you are, I don't know what happened, I won't say a word." Mr. Emmons, I wish you a good night's sleep. As he spoke, a standard, gentlemanly smile rising from the corner of his mouth, he bowed, dragged Mangna's body and walked out.

I suddenly felt that the smile on his face was very cold.