Chapter 31: The underworld also has the rules of the underworld

"Tyr is in charge, and some things are better off being less curious. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Kante sat barefoot on the steps and said heartily.

Under the moonlight, the courtyard without the gangsters looked extremely deserted, and Lin Qiu suddenly found that there was not even a single servant in this huge manor. This time, N'Golo Kante didn't pour him spirits or play tricks on his finger stalks. His gaze was straight into the entrance of the manor, as if waiting for someone.

"Boss Kante, I was actually curious when I told you the story of Delivery Man No. 1 before. Why do you say he's notorious, and why do you, as the boss, cry because of that kind of story?"

"Ah, that's because a long time ago, I don't know who sent me a few letters, and the letter happened to tell the story of delivery man No. 1. ”

"If you don't mind, can you tell me about it? I'm the kind of person who can't stop halfway through a story, and now it seems that the letter sent to me is only part of the story. ”

Lin Qiu sat down beside Kante with a big grin, and this silent night made him feel a chill.

"If you don't get into big trouble after listening to it, even so, do you want to listen?" Kanter glanced at Lin Qiu and reminded.

He was waiting for someone, someone who had taken revenge on the Rajer family for his mother.

"Tell me, I'm used to getting into trouble. ”

It all started ten years before the end of the Hundred Years' War, when a man suddenly came to the door of the Rajer family. The man claimed to be the master's apprentice and brought back the news of his death.

The last wish of the head of the family was to inherit his sword skills as an apprentice who would take on everything from the Rajer family after the war.

The head of the family had only one daughter, and in that war-torn era, a woman who could not become a knight was destined to be unable to bear the burden of the Rajer family. And in the imperial capital, which is full of open and secret battles, if no one takes his place, the Rajer family will inevitably decline.

The man complied, and he focused his efforts on strengthening the Rajer family, and in order to attract more people to inherit the swordsmanship of the family master, he dismissed most of the family's servants and built the manor into a martial arts arena. Thanks to his efforts, the reputation of the Rajer family gradually spread throughout the imperial capital, and due to its large supporters, it became the leading nobleman.

On the evening at the end of one Sunday night, the man's son bumped into his father's private affair with another ragged woman at the door of his home. Out of curiosity, the child quietly leaned over.

"That man, you should assume that he is dead. ”

His father said.

He watched the ragged woman disappear at the end of the street and returned home as if nothing had happened. His father didn't mention it to anyone, and he and his mother still lived a respectful life.

This ordinary life lasted for another five years, and his father, who had been left with a series of hidden illnesses during the war, died of illness, and the burden of the family fell on the shoulders of his son, who had just entered school. Late at night after the funeral, when the son went out to breathe, he happened to meet a little brother who delivered a letter, and after the little brother stuffed him with a few letters, he left without saying a word.

So the son learned that the ragged woman he had met that Sunday was his father's former wife.

Maybe it was because the man knew that his life was short, or he couldn't face his former wife, so he said that kind of thing that night.

Kanter was surprisingly calm, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with him: "My father also learned later that his former wife had given birth to a son for himβ€”probably out of guilt that he had taken in so many children from poor families...... Sadly, however, my father's wish was not fulfilled - and I had only recently heard that the child had been taken in by the Hound and became one of them. ”

The sound of scattered footsteps was particularly piercing in the night, and judging by the footsteps, there were about ten people surrounding Rajer's manor.

"As for the hounds, they are probably an organization formed by proclaiming justice and maintaining the purity of the nobility - after all, in their eyes, the Rajer family, who took in so many poor people, is probably not pure in blood......"

At the same time as the black shadow broke through the door, Kante suddenly got up and swung his black heavy sword and slashed at the black shadow: "I said earlier, if you are too curious, you will get into trouble, Tyr is in charge!"

"Take a closer look, aren't they speed swords? Boss Kanter, these people are here to kick the gym, right?"

The technique of raising speed to the limit in that moment, no matter how he looked at it, felt familiar.

"It doesn't matter anymore, these are vicious dogs who want to bite off a piece of meat from their enemies even if they die. ”

As he spoke, two black shadows had already been knocked out by Kanter, and two long blood streaks had been dragged out of the courtyard floor. Even so, these killers, who were not as strong as Kante, still rushed at him without fear, and even left several wounds on Kante's body at the cost of exchanging injuries.

Lin Qiu was stunned for a moment, the way these people fought was simply the same as that squint-eyed young man.

He remembered that the moment the blade broke, the other party reflexively grasped the sharp blade with his hand and stabbed him in the eye. This is no longer a sword skill, but a long-honed killing skill - not limited to one move, any effective means, will become their weapon.

"Most of the members of the Hound are lonely ghosts who have abandoned their names...... But, Tyr, I may have good news for you. Now it seems that although they are undoubtedly vicious dogs, they also seem to know how not to cause trouble for their masters...... Now that you've heard the story, you can go back to sleep in peace, right?"

From the moment the first dark shadow appeared in the manor, the constant stream of Assassins ignored him completely. In the eyes of these people, it seems that Kante is the only one who exists.

"When you say that, I'm just a little sleepy. ”

Lin Qiu glanced at the sky, it was already midnight. In addition, the month of calamity is approaching, and the knights of the church are in full swing to prepare for the precautionary measures of the calamity month.

In other words, at this moment, no one will notice what is happening in Rajer's manor, and the attack will be launched at this time, someone must have carefully planned it. Now it seems that the delivery boy added the letter to the letter sent by Prince Richard at that time, deliberately involving him in this incident.

And Lin Qiu finally understood the reason why the young man wanted to die at his hands - he wanted to borrow his own hand to free him from this strange family ethics drama.

"Boss Kanter, since you don't live long, why don't you send me those letters, and after I tidy it up a bit, it's a good material...... Then again, your brother might become a conspirator in the future. ”

Kanter's spare hand reached for the inside of his clothes and tossed a few letters to Lin Qiu. After receiving the letter, Lin Qiu said, "It seems that now you have to owe me a big favor again." ”

Hearing this, Kante actually laughed: "Tyr is in charge, you are really more troublesome than me!"

Lin Qiu raised his hand: "You just think I'm for the 50,000 gold coins, if you die, I will be very distressed." ”

The first ten people who rushed in had all been wiped out, but outside the manor, there was still a steady stream of footsteps. No one knows how many people the Hound will send out on each mission, or how long the assassination will last.

But all the nobles know that once they are targeted by the hounds, no one can survive by chance.

"Boss Kante, since they sent someone to your gym, I think as an underworld, courtesy is also essential. ”