Niria took a healthy horse from Platinum Manor, an enchanted leather armor made of sea shark skin, and some bits and pieces of equipment scavenged from Zhou Mo's personal weapons room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Remember, Black Rose Tavern, keep in mind the code and joint gestures, if something goes wrong, the mission will be considered a failure!"

The old butler personally sent Niriath out the back door of the manor.

"Also, don't remember, you're just a lone mercenary, join that squad for a salary, don't reveal your identity, otherwise it will ruin Your Majesty's big business!"

The old housekeeper seemed to be sending his granddaughter to marry, and while Niria was impatient, she was extremely moved in her heart, but she still made a helpless gesture, rode on the horse, and couldn't wait to gallop away.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Butler, I will definitely become a knight!"

The girl's clean voice echoed on the path, and the old housekeeper looked at the girl's back, his vicissitudes of life were full of worry.

Zhou Mo appeared silently behind the old butler, and asked a little puzzled:

"My butler, isn't Niria pretty?"

This is a strange question, and the beauty of Neria, as long as he has eyes and is not blind, can confirm it.

But the old butler smiled unsurprisingly, and turned his head to look at Zhou Mo with a little kindness in his eyes.

"My Majesty, if you doubt your ability to be a man, there are just two new maidens in the castle, you can go and have mercy to your heart's content, trust the judgment of an old man, Your Majesty, you are in great health. ”

Zhou Mo, who was seen through by the old housekeeper, was embarrassed for a moment, but fortunately, the thickness of Zhou Mo's face was already extremely amazing, and then asked:

"Really, then why do I see Neria, not like seeing a beautiful woman, but, but with a kind of ...... of seeing"

This feeling was very new to Zhou Mo, and for a while, Zhou Mo couldn't accurately express it in words.

The old butler lowered his head and smiled slightly, and answered:

"My majesty, you must have the feeling of seeing your own daughter!"

Zhou Mo was slightly stunned, and immediately understood his abnormality, and his face became cheerful:

"That's right, I'll just say, Your Majesty is still young, how can he not be interested in beautiful women?

Then Zhou Mo sighed a little.

"Alas, our little girl has grown so big, and it really makes His Majesty a little sad to see her leave the manor alone and go to the unknown world of her!"

............

Zhou Mo's sadness is like a man seeing his beloved little princess get married.

But Old Home's sadness is like seeing his originally sunny and cheerful baby son, who is getting more and more depressed day by day.

That's right, Zhou Mo's chosen son of destiny, Soth, was extremely depressed at this time, and he was so depressed that he got drunk in the Black Rose Tavern every day.

"Bang!" and the oak glass slammed against the bar.

"One more drink!" Soth lay on the bar, his head buried under his arm, his voice weak as a tuberculosis ghost.

The bartender shrugged his shoulders indifferently, anyway, this young master's wine money seems to be endless, since he wants it, then give it.

A glass of orange-yellow wine was poured into Soth's glass.

Soth heard the sound of wine pouring into the glass, his wrist shook slightly, and he realized that there was wine in the wine glass in his hand again, so he raised his head and sent the wine glass to his mouth with drunken eyes.

Just as the edge of the oak cup touched Soth's lips, a shiver spread through Soth's last spine like electricity.

The drunken and hazy eyes suddenly became clear and sharp, and Soth's whole body completed the black iron in an instant.

The speed and power of the black iron caused Soth to move half a foot to the right with his toes on the ground, knocking a burly drinker on the right into the air.

A cold light, silently sticking to Soth's ribs, pierced through his shirt, rubbed against his skin, and pierced into the wooden bar, into the wood!

But the strange thing is that this dagger shot from not far away, even if there is no sound of breaking the sky, it can be done if you have practiced the flying knife technique or use a special knife, but the dagger is seven points into the wood, so powerful, and it does not make a sound, which makes Soth's heart skip a beat, knowing that he has met a master.

The drinker who was knocked away by Soth was also in a drunken state at this time, and his mouth was not clean, he got up from the ground, waving his fist the size of a sea bowl, and wanted to teach Soth a lesson.

But halfway through the swing of his fist, the drunken man suddenly saw Soth's face, the color of the finest black iron.

The fist instantly stiffened in mid-air, and then said in an extremely embarrassed manner:

"Damn mosquitoes, scared your uncle!"

Then slipped away as fast as he could.

This person is an ace fighter in the Colosseum, and he can tear the most ferocious lion and tiger beast to pieces in a heads-up, but he didn't even touch the door of the black iron, and when he saw the life of the black iron level, he naturally had more than one piece!

In fact, the survival of the little people does not have to be as simple as the political wisdom of the big people.

Soth's mind at this time naturally did not pay attention to an ordinary person who was completely unthreatening to him.

Turning his head slowly, there was no need to search carefully in the crowded tavern, and the person who shot the knife didn't seem to have any intention of dodging.

For the first time, Soth locked his eyes on a young man who was five meters away from him, with three tables of guests and two big-breasted maids sitting in a single seat, with a slender waist girl in his lap.

The man looked to be twenty-three or four, with an ordinary face, his eyebrows slightly raised, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a knife in his hand that was exactly the same as the dagger that nailed Soth's clothes to the bar at this time flipped like a butterfly on his fingertips.

The two looked at each other, and the man looked at Soth with a little information in his gaze, and he was talking outside.

Soth frowned slightly, thought for a moment, seemed to understand something, slapped a silver coin on the bar, and got up to leave.

Walking from the bar to the door of the tavern, Soth walked out of the main entrance of the tavern without relieving his body of black iron, and walked out of the main entrance of the tavern with footprints mixed with sweat one by one.

Soth, who had regained the normal color of his skin, glanced back, but at some point, the ordinary man had followed him.

The two tacitly turned into an uninhabited alley, and the smell of sewage and garbage was extremely choking, but neither of them cared about this.

The ordinary man spoke first and said:

"To be able to dodge my silent stab in drunkenness, it seems that Old Holm is right, you will be a good captain!"

Soth was silent for a moment, then said:

"It doesn't seem to be the same as saying a good code!"

Shrugging his shoulders, the ordinary man made a gesture with both hands, and when he gestured, the blade did not stop rolling on his fingertips, and after the gesture took shape instantly, the silver blade was like a blooming flame of light.

"Dancing in the night. ”

The ordinary man reported the agreed code.

Soth nodded, and replied:

"Look for the place of light. ”

Then he made a unique gesture on his hand, like a man caressing his wife's waist intimately.

"My name is Somme. ”

Somme looked at his future captain and took his own name.

Soth received information from Old Holm that this man was one of the best assassins in the Platinum City, and was known as the Silent Thorn.

After seeing his methods today, Soth became well-known.

"You're the first to report! That's good. ”

Soth gave his first team member a high rating.

Somme didn't care too much, shrugged his shoulders, and said:

"It's just a work ethic, you've paid the deposit and shown the strength to bring me the expected income, so as an assassin and scout on the team, it's my credo to always be early. ”

Soth nodded and said:

"You can see that you are very professional and careful. ”

"Of course, those who do this, especially those who do it in the Platinum City, are unprofessional, and accidentally want to live, unless you are a member of His Majesty Platinum!"

Hearing the words of His Majesty Platinum, Soth became puzzled and asked:

"His Majesty also has assassins under his command?"

Som gave him a strange look, like an old bird looking at a rookie.

"Of course, but His Majesty's assassins are not called assassins, they are called executives!"

It dawned on Soth that the executive officer, a semi-public, but absolutely unrecognized, force under His Majesty the Platinum King, was doing some secret things specifically for His Majesty.

His Majesty's secret affairs include, but are not limited to, assassinating ambitious people, getting rid of betrayers, solving deceivers, collecting beautiful women, etc.

Under the patronage of the Platinum King, these executors were unscrupulous, obviously an assassin-like profession, but they were more flamboyant than warriors in their work.

Somme mentioned His Majesty Platinum, but did not say that he was also one of the executives.

Moreover, it is also a secret unit in the executive team, directly responsible to His Majesty Platinum, and the best of the royal judges, who came to Soth's side, and naturally received a top-secret order to complete a top-secret mission that Som himself did not know very well!

However, once the mission was completed, the generous bounty, as well as the bounty of a baronial title and barony's domain, had been able to make Somme gamble everything.

Although His Majesty Platinum has many shortcomings, there are countless people who work for him, relying on this Majesty to make money in a good way, and he is absolutely generous.

"Captain, where is our base or lair? Or do you have a better name?"

Soth glanced at Som and said:

"Since you've arrived first, I'll take you to see my roots first!"

"Root, funny name!"

Somme said with a smile.

But Soth was thinking about what Uncle Holm had said to him:

"Kid, your base is called Root. When the seed is buried in the ground, the stem will break through the soil and grow in the light, but the root will be buried deep and low, and the light will never be seen. ”

"But, my child, without roots, the stems under the light will also die, you should understand this truth. ”

Taking a deep breath, Soth forced himself to smile and face the sky that had already entered the night.

The roots of Soth, buried in a clever location.

Even Soth, who was full of depression at this time, had to admire Uncle Home's supernatural powers.

In a grocery store closest to the palace garrison barracks, Soth led Somme into the backyard.

After opening the cellar, the two walked inside.

"The god of the sea is above! Oh my God, if His Majesty Platinum knew that there was such a large underground space under the barracks of his garrison, I am afraid that he would not be able to sleep well!"

Somme sighed in surprise, and at the same time decided to pass the news back as soon as possible, under the garrison responsible for the order in the city of Platinum City and the security of the various cabinet departments, it turned out to be a nest carefully prepared by the underground organization!

Somme is sure that this news will be enough to double his bounty after completing this mission!

The space for roots is vast.

Soth first led Som to the bedroom that had been prepared for him.

It has to be said that apart from not being able to see the sun, this bedroom is impeccably clean.

Large bed, bathroom, gorgeous soft carpet, and even a separate toilet and cloakroom.

Somme was a little incredulous, the underground organization was bigger than the official organization of the principality these days, and there was simply no royal law.

"Captain, this is indeed a room for me? Oh my God, I would have taken refuge in Nightingale if I had known that I could enjoy such a pleasure with Old Holm!"

These words made Soth frown, and said:

"Uncle Holm and I are close, but your immediate boss is me, South!"

Som was slightly stunned, looked at Soth's expression and didn't mean to joke, spread his hands, and said:

"Okay, Captain, you're the boss, you call it up!"

Soth looked at Som's nonchalant appearance, obviously perfunctory, and a little depressed, but his team was formed with the help of Uncle Home, and it was not an overnight thing to win the hearts of these people, so he didn't say anything for the time being, but said:

"Let's get to know each other first, after all, we will fight together in the future!"

Som nodded, but didn't speak, but looked at Thors.

Soth and Som looked at each other, and both men had their own pride in their eyes.

After a moment of silence, Somme felt that he was intruding into the enemy, and he could not stiffen his relationship with his immediate boss as soon as he entered, so he shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Som, Black Iron Life, good at stealth assassination, strong in mid-range dagger sniping, melee combat is also okay, ordinary life of the same level can also deal with a few, short-distance sprints are also very good, but long-distance running can only be said to be average!"

"I have professional intelligence gathering skills, target weakness skills, and a wealth of experience in assassination and escape!"

After hearing this, Soth asked:

"What about potions, a qualified assassin should be a poison master!"

This hit Somme's name.

Somme is an official assassin, an inquisitor, and when it comes to logistics, he naturally has the backing of the Platinum Duchy, Zhou Mo has raised a large number of various technical professionals, and the huge logistical support allows Somme to focus on his own assassination skills and mission execution ability, but everything is about logistics skills, although he has also learned, but there are few opportunities to practice, so he is pitifully weak.

Scratching his head, Som said embarrassedly:

"Captain, you still need this, so congratulations, you can get one more teammate!"

Soth frowned again and asked:

"What do you mean?"

Som spread his hands and said cheekily:

"It means that I don't know anything about poison!"