It was the middle of the night when Manid helped Alleyne back to the hotel where they were staying. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the mercenaries have already fallen asleep, and the two old slippery heads, Mo Cha and Ryan, as well as a few other mercenaries, will still be hugging *** happy in the nearby brothel and courtyard!

Wiggins was waiting in the lobby of the hotel for two men, including the young Swadia mercenary Merck.

Wiggins waited for his boss because he cared about the other party, while Merck waited for his head because he wanted to know where they were going next.

Seeing the two of them coming back soaking wet, Wiggins immediately greeted them and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Ellen couldn't help but say, "It's okay, a little injury is fine!"

But Ellenn's well-defined, taut pale face had betrayed him. Even Merck could see the captain's pained expression.

"The first house is talking," Manid began. "The boss is not lightly injured, I have to find someone to show him!"

When Wiggins heard this, he said to the Swadia mercenaries on the side, "Merck, go and call Jamila!"

"Yes, I'll go!" Merck hurried towards Jamila's room.

Once in the room, Wiggins helped Manid carefully carry their regimental leader to the bed/sit with his back against the wall.

The moment they opened the door, a cold wind blew into the room, causing the candlelight to flicker and nearly be swallowed up.

Wiggins walked to the door, closed the door, and then found a few butter candles and lit them, and placed them in the four corners of the room, so that the light could illuminate the whole room as much as possible, so that Jamila could carefully examine Aryne's injuries when the time came.

Soon, Merck led Jamila into the room, along with Leyne's best friend, Karadus.

Jamila looked at the pale Alleyn who was leaning on the head of the bed, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't ask so much just yet, you check the boss's injuries quickly," Manid began. "Let's go outside and wait, something is calling us!"

"Okay! I'll leave it here!" Jamila walked over to the bed, and removed the medicine box she had slung over her shoulder and rested it on the bedside cabinet.

At first, she was nothing more than a rich lady rescued by Ellen from a group of pilgrims.

But since following this group of mercenaries who lick blood on the edge of the knife, the cruel and ruthless battlefield has forced her to become a qualified doctor.

There were only two people left in the room, Jamila and Ellene, and there was no sound, not even the wind.

In order not to distract Jamila, and to understand what had happened, everyone left the room and waited in the open-air corridor outside the door.

Fortunately, the not spacious corridor has a covered shed, otherwise the rain will fall directly on them.

Wiggins leaned his hand against the wooden railing in the hallway and stared silently at the dark street across from him.

His senses suddenly sharpened, and he felt as if he was being watched in the shadows by a pair of cold eyes, a strange feeling.

Kradus, beside him, asked, "Tell me what happened, and how did you get this way?"

"We were on our way to Duke Michod's mansion when we met a stranger who claimed to be an old friend of the Boss," Manid told him. "The boss wants to catch up with this old friend, and he was hit by the other party when he was fighting with the other party!"

"Who's this old friend?" Wiggins asked abruptly. "Can you hurt our boss? Presumably the other party must be a not simple character?"

In Wiggins' impression, Alleyne has hardly ever lost in a one-on-one battle.

Manigh said in a deep tone, "The leader of the Shadow Assassins, the Night Elves, Frith!"

When Wiggins heard this, his face immediately sank, "Is that him?

The Black Shadow Assassins are a group of cold-blooded, ruthless assassins who make assassination their profession. In the silence of the night, there was no doubt that the mercenaries were no match for the Assassins.

Manid continued, "He must have had some kind of mission nearby, and he happened to see me and the boss passing by, and then he suddenly appeared in front of us. ”

"Mission?" Wiggins analyzed. "It must not be easy to be able to require the first assassin to do it himself, and the identity of the other party is by no means ordinary......"

The shrewd and intelligent Manid suddenly commented. "Duke Kesto Michod, the Assassins' target must be him. ”

Wiggins had expected that, too, but it wasn't his primary concern for that. He turned to Manid and asked, "Then why did he injure the boss so badly?"

Manid almost blurted out. "Because the boss wants to spare his life. After a slight pause, he continued. "And we did it, and while the boss paid for it, the monster paid with his life. ”

"You killed him?" Wiggins asked, skeptically. "Are you sure he's really dead?"

The First Assassin of the Continent of Calradia died so easily, which made the battle-hardened Wiggins a little incredulous, even though it came from his closest companion.

"I'm sure he's going to die this time!" Manid emphasized. "I learned about him from behind with my sword, although the means were very disgraceful, but at that time, the boss's life was on the line, and I couldn't care so much. ”

"You're doing the right thing, don't worry too much about it. Jager said with relief. "We are mercenaries, who cares how mercenaries kill the enemy? employers only care if the mercenaries complete the tasks they have entrusted them!"

"And what about his corpse?" Wiggins asked. He doesn't care about the means at all, he only cares if the other party is really dead.

"It should still be there!" Manid replied.

Wiggins then asked, "Where?"

Manid asked him expressionlessly, "What? You don't believe me?"

"No!" Wiggins replied firmly. "I need to see his corpse in front of me to be at ease!"

"The corpse of that monster," Manid's expression suddenly became solemn and serious. "I swear you wouldn't want to see it, anyone would be horrified to see that monster. ”

"Monsters?" Merck chimed in. "Manid, what the hell are you talking about? I don't understand!"

Manid said categorically, "Friet wasn't just an assassin, he was a monster, a terrifying monster capable of turning into a werewolf. ”

Kradus and the others looked at him with some suspicion, but they saw a determined look in Manid's eyes.

Wiggins asked a little harshly, "Tell me, where did you meet him!"

Manid told him, "On the street of jewels, less than two hundred yards from the Duke's mansion, his body is there, go and see it! Finally, he reminded. "If you're late, you'll probably be taken away by the soldiers in charge of the night patrol. ”

The fierce Nord pirate turned around and was about to leave, but Merck's voice sounded again from the side: "Wiggins, I'll go with you!"

"No," Wiggins responded. "You can stay with the boss here, and I'll check it out and come back." ”

"With Kradus here, the boss will be fine," Merck said. "Or am I going with you, maybe he is not alone in this operation, maybe there are other assassins lurking in the city?"

"Merck is right," Manid agreed. "If you have to see the monster's corpse, let him accompany you. (To be continued.) )