Edward Worvy - As one of the top ten powerhouses in the Continent and the last assassin in history, looking back on his life, although it is not extraordinary, it is as bright as a star.

But in the end, he fell under the spear of his best friend, and I am afraid that until the moment he died, he could not figure out the reason.

Merlin was angry, sad, and remorseful when he learned that all three of Brandon had died...... Almost going crazy. The magician's temperament changed drastically, and he escaped into the barren mountains and forests of the south, never to be seen by the world again.

It is said that he is still living in a corner of the world, completely devoid of the appearance of the great magician, and the appearance of his cloak is very terrifying, and travelers who meet him by chance are afraid to avoid it, and even regard Merlin as a "witch" who brings ominous things.

Shortly after the departure of his companions, Caesar died suddenly on the way to the triumph of the imperial capital with endless remorse.

The young king, in the turmoil and turmoil of the whole country, hastily ended his legendary but gloomy life.

Edward's memories of his life flowed into Film's heart like a clear spring, and he savored the short but brilliant life of the Assassin, his eyes wet with tears, and his eyes became more and more determined.

Filming was looking down and meditating on the dusty past of 80 years, but he didn't notice that the sun was setting outside the car window, and the sky was getting dark.

I saw that Filin's expression suddenly became extremely excited, and he stared at the title page of the Assassin's Creed.

"We are born shadows, and we should be fearless!"

As if reflexively, he shouted the slogan of the Shadow Knights.

"Stinky boy, what are you yelling about inside?!" The soldier outside the carriage was startled by the sudden sound, opened the curtain, and said angrily to Filin.

"No, it'......s nothing," Fei Lin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat behind his back and explained hesitantly.

The soldier rolled his eyes angrily, and was about to lower the curtain, when Filin remembered something, and hurriedly asked the other party, "Where are we now?"

"The Duke is at the front of the line, where is the time to take care of you, if you want to see him, just jump out of the car yourself!" said the soldier, and disappeared.

"Really, how can these soldiers have such a bad attitude!" Fei Lin muttered unconvinced.

Filmin looked boredly at the backward view outside the window and couldn't help but yawn.

It seems that the Duke of Roland will only be able to see Duke Roland when the convoy has stopped to rest.

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By this time, the sky had been completely darkened, and Filin could see the faint glow of fire outside.

"Your Excellency the Duke has an order, all of you should stay where you are and rest for the night!" a soldier on horseback shouted Roland's command, moving quickly from the front of the line to the back of the line.

I could only hear a cacophony outside, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Feeling a little dizzy, Filin shifted to his feet and staggered out the door.

As the fire began to rise in the surrounding clearing, Filin stepped forward and saw two soldiers holding a huge iron pot on it, while one of the soldiers next to him was looking down and counting the spoils of the day's hunting in the forest.

The winter nights were particularly cold, and the biting wind wailed uncontrollably. The rich aroma of potatoes and wild boar meat was in the air, and the soldiers were huddled around the fire to keep warm.

"Filin, you're finally awake. Roland sat down beside him and said in a cheerful tone.

"Lord Duke, how long have I been asleep?" said Fei Lin with a sigh of relief.

Roland laughed, his round chin shook happily and said, "You are really amazing, since you passed out, today is the eighth day." ”

Fei Lin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed embarrassedly.

Roland's gestures gave people a very comfortable feeling, and Fei Lin could feel the unique charm that naturally flowed from the other party.

The duke has been in the officialdom of the imperial capital for many years, although he has a sleek and flattering style in his bones, but he does not look delicate and pretentious. For such an attitude towards the world, Fei Lin couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

A wail of "Ah!!hh

"Hey, you guys, go see what's going on over there!" a warrior in what appeared to be a captain's outfit ordered a few soldiers beside him.

Seeing this, Fei Lin also hurriedly got up, and subconsciously pressed the shadow blade on his waist with his right hand.

"Lord Duke, get back to the carriage and take shelter!" said Firin, turning and running in the direction from which the voice came.

Roland's expression was a little unexpected, looking at the back of Filin running away in a hurry, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Out of the grass sprang a ferocious beast—a very large man, covered in sword-like barbs, and its purple pupils full of naked greed.

"It turned out to be a sword wolf!"

Seeing this scene, Filin inexplicably felt a trace of nostalgia, because this scene reminded him of the danger they encountered for the first time with Rodres.

The sword wolf let out an angry roar and flew a soldier more than ten meters away. When the rest of the soldiers saw this, they were afraid that they would end up like the unlucky man.

Fei Lin did not slow down the speed of his feet, but rushed straight to a stop only twenty meters away from the sword wolf.

He condensed the spiritual power of his whole body, and the elven dagger and shadow blade suddenly flew into the air.

In the misty darkness of the night, the black shades were unrecognizable, and the coat of arms on Firin's chest began to glow with a dazzling golden light.

He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly became a little sharper, and he slammed his hands forward, and the elf dagger and shadow blade seemed to be pulled by some force, and stabbed towards the eyes of the sword wolf!

The soldiers around him could see the gods, they were only second-order martial artists, and they had never seen such a magical way of fighting.

However, the frenzied sword wolf was not so easy to deal with, it raised its claws and pounced forward.

Fei Lin has not yet mastered the control of mental power, and the two daggers are easily bounced away due to their lack of strength.

He hurriedly summoned the shadow, holding the elven dagger and shadow blade in the air.

Just as he was about to regain his spiritual power, the sword wolf's body suddenly moved, and he rushed towards him!

Filmin had no intention of dodging, but stood still, absorbing the energy brought by the coat of arms.

He bowed his waist slightly, calmly watching the sword wolf's figure expand rapidly in front of him.

"Edward, what if it were you?"

I saw that Fei Lin's body was burning with golden fighting energy, and he was radiating a dazzling light!