"Alyssa, you're here to show that the rumors of the miserly old woman's return are true, right?"

When Alyssa turned away, Shadow's shouting stopped abruptly, and the dice Gu fell to the ground. I drank too much www.biquge.info the pen, and sometimes I couldn't even figure out whether I was drunk or awake, and after venting indiscriminately with the power of alcohol, Ying felt that the fluctuations in his heart still couldn't stop.

Old friends were reunited, and they were supposed to sit together for a drink, but the old woman pointed her sword at the kingdom.

Really, he couldn't even find a drinking buddy.

Alyssa paused only slightly, and walked as indifferently as ever towards her manor. Shaking his head habitually, Shadow pulled out a flask and poured it into two bowls, pushing one of the bowls towards the statue.

Naturally, the statue is not erected for Dig, and no one will erect a monument for a blacksmith who has no wife and no children.

Not only was there no monument, not even a decent tombstone, and he had heard that Dig's body had been dragged to mass graves and reduced to ashes along with the knights who had died in the war.

After the war, the nobles requisitioned the land in the name of commemorating the sacrifice of knights, and erected statues symbolizing the honor of the nobility. At first, he would smash the statues under the guise of alcohol, but no matter how many times he smashed them, in a few days, a new statue would be erected by the nobles.

Now, he can even think of a statue as a Tyger - a statue is better than a wasteland.

The bowl that was pushed to the statue was picked up, and the person who poured the wine from the bowl on the ground and smashed the bowl. Shadow didn't even lift her eyelids, and drank all the wine in her bowl.

"Are you so old that you have forgotten how to pay homage to the dead?" asked the old woman in the mask, who looked crumbling with a cane in her hand.

There are only three kinds of people who dare to do this in the imperial capital:

A madman, a dead man, or an old friend you haven't seen in a long time.

Ying was speechless, his wine jug was filled with the strongest wine in the imperial capital, and he felt that his throat was about to burn when he drank it. The wine bowl fell to the ground, and the ground around it shook violently, and the scattered fragments shot towards the old woman as if they had eyes.

"You old woman, you have all three points at all. ”

At this moment, Baifeng couldn't help but think of the adjective wind and candle remnants.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ying would have found it hard to believe that the assassin who was the best in the world back then had become such an old man.

Once on the threshold of the Templars, the life span of the knight will be extended almost indefinitely, and there can only be one reason why someone of the level of Baifeng can be reduced to this.

Baifeng's hand on crutches flickered, and the shards that shot at her turned to powder in an instant.

This was a unique way of greeting each other, and in fact they had never sat together and talked in harmony because of Alyssa.

"The sword skills are as sharp as ever, but it's your last swan song. ”

Shadow unscrupulously debunked Baifeng's almost exhausted physical condition, and with his understanding of Baifeng, this old woman who loved more than anyone else would never let others see her like this unless she had to.

In a year, or less, this old friend would have exhausted her last life.

"Hmph, you're no better. Why, you have been completely smoothed out, and you are willing to sit here and become the watchdog of the royal family?" she sneered.

She looked around at the statues around her, and there was a hint of gloom in her eyes under the mask, and several sword flashes flashed, and all the statues in the bazaar were cut into countless pieces in an instant, scattered everywhere.

Baifeng really couldn't imagine that he hadn't returned here for more than ten years, and the imperial capital turned out to be so human.

What disappointed her in particular was that the man who was supposed to kill all the nobles who dared to get involved here turned into a drunkard who would only sit in front of the statue and drink to kill his sorrows.

As she said, this kind of behavior is no different from the watchdog of the royal family.

"Tsk, it's hard to be confused. Shadow didn't contradict her, or rather, he was not interested in retorting an old man who was about to die: "If you think about it, it seems that hundreds of years have passed since we knew each other. ”

"That's unfortunate. ”

Ying didn't care about Baifeng's taunt: "So forgive me for being long-winded, what did Grahide say to you? ”

This time, the Assassin's target was not a single person, but a kingdom—a kingdom that had existed for hundreds of years and was powerful enough to rival the Byronic Empire.

He couldn't see Baifeng's expression hidden under the mask clearly, but the other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and said in a muffled voice: "When did you become so curious?"

"The old man's curiosity has always been so heavy, because if you don't get to the bottom of it, you can't even find a person to talk to. Shadow smiled self-deprecatingly, Alyssa hadn't been able to forgive him since he had concealed the assassination of Graheid for Hundred Wind thirteen years earlier, "Don't forget, you owe me a great favor." ”

"It seems that this favor is destined to be repaid. Baifeng suddenly laughed slyly, covered by a mask, she was not afraid of the shadow to see her strangeness: "In this case, it is better to owe you another favor." ”

"You want to be beautiful. Having said that, Ei's gaze remained fixed on the other party for a moment.

"How far do you think an old woman with a short life can go?"

......

At the same time, in the royal cabinet, Ramov yawned and led Lin Qiu: "Don't you know that sleep is a very important thing......?" By the time you're my age, you'll understand the pain of sleeplessness. ”

He didn't know why Lin Qiu would suddenly visit at this time. The wicked Prince Richard ordered him to personally bring the stinky boy into the cabinet. "You know, as a Knight of the Round Table, I have the power to refuse royal calls. He added.

"Are you tsundere!?"

Lin Qiu couldn't find the cute point of the task from a tsundere goatee uncle at all—he was obviously here, but he still emphasized this nonsense again and again.

Of course, he knew that the Knights of the Round Table had the right to refuse the prince, so he didn't have much hope at first.

"Tsundere?" Ramov stroked his goatee, seriously judging the meaning of the unfamiliar word.

Well, he was indeed a little curious about the boy he had threatened, and asked him to accompany him by name as if nothing had happened a day later.

Just a little curious.

"I've heard that all the files from more than 10 years ago are here. ”

"My personal advice is not to sneak through something you shouldn't see while the king is sick. Ramov inadvertently took out the file from the drawer more than ten years ago and placed it on the table: "Can you tell me now why you came to me?"

"Graheid, you've heard the name, haven't you?"

Lin Qiu opened the top file and asked. (To be continued.) )