Zorro was bleeding profusely, and a small pool of blood had accumulated on the ground. The wounds caused by the long thorns of the "rose" are not so easy to stop the bleeding. Although it was only struck by a stabbing blade, the open and dark grooves in it were enough to bleed a person who had not been treated in time to death.

"Get the pastor of the church!" someone shouted.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" an unknown Assassin Sayako ran to the church to find the priest.

The arrival of the priest took time, and during this time, a large group of people took turns to stop Zorro's bleeding, and various methods were used. Under the dual treatment of physical hemostasis and magic powder, the wound finally stopped bleeding, but it was still shocking.

"Secret Healing!" Sylvia used the elven secret magic to treat Zoro's wound simply, but she was not a serious magician after all, and the magic effect was really limited, and she could only slightly close the wound.

Glow stood by and watched, and the long thorns of the "Rose" were constantly tossed and caught, and then flew, and then caught, and so on.

Such provocations displeased the Assassins who favored Zorro.

"Hey, you kid are standing there trying to see our President Zorro's jokes?" said a shadowless assassin with a Shadowless Assassin badge on his chest, pointing at Dark.

He glared at the shadowless assassin and said coldly, "Even he himself didn't say anything, how are you qualified to speak as a waste who is not even as good as him?"

The Shadowless Assassin, who was glared at, only felt a murderous aura attack, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and even his teeth began to tremble up and down.

"Alright, you've had enough. Sylvia bumped her shoulder, "We still have something important to do, and you still have to go shopping with me." Don't forget what you said!"

In Sylvia's heart, Zorro can't die anyway, so shopping is the most important thing.

"I'm going to get my status as an assassin first. Gloom said.

"Then hurry up and get it. Sylvia pushed, "Go, go." ”

When the many Assassins on the side heard that Glo wanted to get the Assassin badge, they immediately became angry.

"You want to get the Assassin badge even if you hurt our President Zorro, and as long as I, Ador, am here, you don't want to get the Assassin badge!" said a middle-aged man dressed in a fancy suit.

Adore is the head of the assessment department of the Assassins' Guild Gray Goose City Branch, chasing the assassins, and the assassin assessment of all Gray Goose City must be reviewed by him before deciding whether to issue badges, which can be described as full of power. Now that Adore has spoken out not to let Dian get the Assassin badge, then even if Dark passes the assessment, he will not be able to get the Assassin badge and identity.

"Yes, Minister Ador is here, you don't want to get the Assassin badge. The other Assassins chimed in.

"Oh?" Gloom stopped tossing the "Rose" thorn, he looked at Adore, and asked seriously, "You mean, as long as you're alive, then I'll never get the Assassin badge?"

"I don't dare say anything else, but in Grey Goose City, you don't want to get your Assassin badge!" said Adore.

In his eyes, the purple began to become intense, and if he took off the magic contact lenses, he would see that his original scarlet pupils would become dark red—he was angry.

There is no "formal way" in the dictionary of demons, they can do anything to get what they want, and killing is the fastest way to achieve results.

"Then, I, just, put, you, kill, drop, then, then, self, self, go, take. Seriously, word for word.

He said it so seriously, seriously, that Adore seemed to see the god of the dead beckoning to him.

The rune light on the long thorn of the "Rose" gradually became shining, and the entire thorn was shrouded in a thick red light. Glow gripped the thorn handle of the long thorn and locked on Adol.

He will definitely do what he says, whether it is to accompany Sylvia to go shopping for a while, or to kill Ador now.

"Adore, give him the Assassin badge. Zorro, who was lying on the ground, said weakly.

"President?!" said Ador, looking at Zorro. "He injured you badly, how can you just let him go?"

Zoro sat up from the ground with the help of everyone, he looked at Adore, and said in an unquestionable commanding tone: "Adore, I order you, in my capacity as the head of the Assassin's Guild of Grey Goose City, to give him the Assassin badge! now! immediately!"

President Zorro's tone was so stern that Adol was taken aback. Such a commanding tone was the first time he had heard it from Zorro's mouth, and Zorro, though he had a short temper, had never spoken like this.

The authority of the president is inviolable, and Adore must abide by it.

"Yes, President, I'll do it. Adol said with his head down.

"Remember, give him the Posthumous Assassin badge. Zorro added.

"President?!" This time, even the other assassins were stunned.

The Assassin of Pursuit, that is the Assassin of Pursuit, and it is the highest-level Assassin badge that Grey Goose City can award. How many Assassins were there? I am afraid that they can even count on one hand, after all, the promotion conditions of assassins are judged by kills.

"President, no!"

"Yes, President, how can you casually give a kid the identity of an assassin?"

Everyone thinks that Zorro is crazy, and the assassins are all valuable strategic resources, and the total amount is not too much, and now there is an extra one casually?

Jealousy is the greatest original sin, people worship angels because they are jealous of the power of the angel race, enslave the dwarves because they are jealous of their talents, sell elves because they are jealous of the appearance of the elves, for the powerful race, they pursue, but if the other party is weaker or equal than themselves, then it must be destroyed. Now these assassins are jealous of their strength and age, so they don't allow them to get an even higher assassin rank than them and step on their heads.

Zorro looked at the Assassins who opposed him and said angrily, "Can any of you beat him?!, not even I can defeat him, doesn't he deserve such glory?!Do you think I'm too old to be useful?!"

The old Assassin burst out with all the momentum he had accumulated over the decades, announcing to everyone that although he was old, he was not dead!

"Adol, go, do you want me to chase you with a knife?" Zorro glared at Adore.

"Yes, President, I'll go now. "Ador couldn't disobey Zorro's orders. He ran up the spiral staircase as fast as he could.

"Tell me your Assassin code name so I can prepare the brand on your badge. As he passed by Dark's side, Adore asked.

"Codename?" was stunned, to be honest, he hadn't really thought about the codename before that, did he want to call a random "ghost face", "executioner", or "Tinker Bell?"

Sylvia frowned when she saw him, and knew that he was in trouble, and her mind raced to think about it, and according to some of her existing characteristics, she "came up" with a very beautiful and tall code name "Rose".

It's not so much a copy as it is a copy. This code name is the name of the dark weapon.

A code name must reflect the characteristics of an Assassin, and it is not uncommon to use the name of the weapon as a codename.

"It's called Rose. Sylvia whispered in her ear.

"Rose?" darkened his eyes lit up when he heard the familiar word. "That's it. ”

"My code name is Rose. ”

"Yes, this code name has never been used before, and it will be yours in the future. Adore said. He is worthy of being the head of the assessment department, and he even remembers the code name clearly whether there is someone else, and this memory is no one.

Roses, flowers that often grow in the shade of corners and other walls, have sharp barbs. It's low-key, but dangerous......