Suffering!

The pain of the body being torn apart by brute force, burned by flames, and cut by a sharp weapon!

The memory is very confused, this is the confusion of consciousness in a state of extreme weakness after being hit hard, in those vague memory pictures, I only remember that I suddenly faced several enemies that made people feel tricky, each of them is a warrior with exquisite skills, each of them is a transcendent existence, especially a pair of men and women led by them, they are still ┉┉

"Woo~uh┉"

When he regained consciousness and woke up a little from the boundless darkness, Bartheel's habit of being alert as an Extraordinary Being and an Assassin made Bartheel quickly concentrate and wake himself up, although doing so made his head hurt like being pricked by a needle, but he knew that as an Assassin at the moment, he was in a coma at the moment, which was equivalent to giving his life to someone else.

Bartair did not rashly open his eyes and move his body to avoid being noticed, but tried his best to use his body to feel the affairs around him, for the transcendent, it doesn't matter if he really opens his eyes with strong mental power, although he is now seriously injured and mentally weak, but he can still feel the subtle movements around his body.

The feeling of entanglement on the body should be a bandage ┉ The body is softer and looks like a bed.

In other words, was he rescued after being injured?

With his eyes closed, Bartaiel analyzed the information fed back to his body around him, it seemed that he should have been rescued, although his body was severely injured, but in his slow recovery, someone should have given him a healing drug, and he quietly moved his hands and feet to make sure that his limbs were still alive, although he was rescued, he just didn't know whether he was saved by the enemy or someone else, he had to know that he was a lone ranger in this city, and it was not easy to meet a few warm-hearted good people in this city full of blood and sin。

Hmm~ In addition to the bandages on his body, the air circulation around him is not obvious, and he doesn't feel the wind, it seems that he should be in a closed room, there is a light source shining on his eyelids, but he doesn't feel the heat, from that little bit of magic fluctuation reaction, it seems that it should be a magic crystal lamp, when did the free city prison also start to use the magic crystal lamp extravagantly?

Bartheel, perceiving that there was no one around, was ready to open his eyes to check the situation, hoping that he was not lying in the prison now.

Click~

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening sounded, and Bartel, who was about to open his eyes, immediately pretended to be still unconscious, but Bartaiel had already judged from the sound of the door opening that this should not be a prison, it was the sound of a normal mechanical lock opening, and judging from the sound of the door closing when it was slammed, it should be a wooden door.

Woman┉ and hot water┉

Bartair judged the identity of the person who entered this place by his footsteps, and from the sound of walking, it seemed that the other party should not have practiced martial arts, but was just an ordinary girl.

There would be no fool who would think that a wooden door could trap an assassin, and that he was an assassin of extraordinary rank, not to mention that there didn't seem to be any protective circles around, and he didn't have any shackles or restraint instruments on his body, and at this time, let a girl come in with hot water, is it really because she was too badly injured and took it lightly, or is it because of some other reason?

Bartault was not in the mood to think too much about the identity of the other party and the reason for saving herself, the woman put the basin aside and began to wash the towel, and then began to wipe her limbs for herself, the movements were very gentle and comfortable, and even the pain seemed to be relieved a little.

But~

"Ahh

"Give me silence~ Little girl, if you don't want your neck to be broken, you'd better stop struggling for me right away, do you understand?"

Bartel suddenly burst out and grabbed the girl's neck, covering her mouth and said viciously: "Don't think that I don't have the strength to be injured now, it is no easier for me to break your neck than to pick a flower." ”

The little girl who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a very ordinary appearance and a slightly childish face with a little pimples, but at the moment she was looking at herself with tears and a look of horror and nodded hurriedly.

Bartel carefully let go of the hand holding the girl, "I can let go of my hand, but if you dare to scream after I let go, I promise it will be the last sound you will make in your life." Do you understand?"

Seeing the girl nodding her head like pounding garlic, Bartel patted her face with his finger with satisfaction: "Very good little girl, smart people can live longer in this world." ”

Letting go of her hand, the girl was frightened, but she did not shout or continue to struggle, as if she had understood the huge disparity in physical strength between herself and the man in front of her. Seeing this, Bartair also relieved himself a little, but his other hand was still holding the girl's neck, and as long as the girl made any rash moves, he could immediately break her fragile neck.

"What's your name?"

"Ai┉Alyssa┉"

The girl said glutinously, her words full of fear.

Bartheel nodded: "Alyssa~ Well, nice name." ”

"Please don't kill my husband ┉ I just want to help you ┉"

"Listen to me, little girl, now I'm asking you, what do you answer, understand?" said Bartheel, whose face turned hideous, and pinched the girl's neck and threatened viciously.

The girl nodded in fright: "I see, sir." ”

"Very good, good boy~!" Bartheel's face softened: "Then Alyssa tell me, what is this place?"

┉This is in the secret room under the guild hall. ”

"Guild Hall ~ What Guild Hall?"

"The Hall of the Black Rose. ”

Bartheel's face became a little strange when he heard the words Black Rose, but he quickly returned to normal and asked, "Black Rose, are you sure you're not lying to me?"

"I don't dare! Really, this is really the Hall of the Black Rose. ”

The girl trembled and pointed to her chest, and then Bartel found that the girl was wearing a familiar emblem on her chest, it was a black rose, but from the graphic point of view, it seemed to be still budding, and now the emblem in the shape of this black rose on the black street is almost unknown to everyone, it is the mark that represents the overlord of the black street, and it is extremely miserable for anyone other than the members of the black rose to dare to forge and wear the same emblem without permission.

Judging from the workmanship of the emblem, it doesn't look like a shoddy counterfeit, each of the emblems of the Black Rose is blessed with some kind of special magic and is connected to the magic array in the guild hall, the leader of the Black Rose, the mysterious and beautiful female mage has designed a very ingenious magic system, the fake emblem and the emblem that is not worn by the person will be recognized, and it is difficult for outsiders to mix into the Black Rose without an invitation.

Although it seems that the emblem is not a fake, Bartheel remains suspicious of the girl's words: "Okay, so the next question is, who brought me here, and how long have I been here?"

"I ┉ I don't know, I only know that I was asked to take care of you two days ago, and I don't know anything about the rest. ”

The girl said with a crying voice, Bartair asked again to make sure that he was in a coma for almost two days, this little maid did not know much, for a maid who was sent to take care of him, Bartaiel originally did not plan to extract too much information from her mouth, but roughly understood that the upper echelons of the Black Rose did not seem to have any intention of killing themselves, and they had been sent to treat themselves during the time they were injured and unconscious, and if they woke up, they would be notified as soon as possible.

Bartair sneered, he didn't have time to find the Black Rose but was found by someone else first, it seems that the glamorous and mysterious Black Rose Lady is also a lord who is not willing to be lonely, after establishing this Black Rose Organization that has been influential in the lower districts overnight, now this organization may no longer be able to satisfy her, and the Black Rose Lady who is ready to reach into the transcendent realm is also more ambitious than imagined.

But it's precisely because of these ambitions that she looks more mature and charming, doesn't it?

From the current situation, Bartault feels that his life is worry-free for the time being, at least the Black Rose has not handed himself over, and the strength and intelligence gathering ability of the Black Rose cannot be unclear about what happened in the city in those days, since he has not handed himself over to those powerful transcendents behind the scenes of this city, at least it means that they have something to talk about.

"Very good boy, as an obedient good boy now you can take a break. ”

After asking the maid about the deployment and situation of some personnel outside the room, Bartaiel was ready to stun the girl temporarily, and he didn't choose to kill it because this was still Black Rose's territory, and Black Rose didn't seem to have a hostile attitude towards him and still needed to negotiate, killing the other party's personnel, even a humble maid, was obviously not a good thing.

"Please, sir, please don't kill me, I've told you everything. "Apparently the girl misunderstood the meaning of 'rest' and thought that Bartel was going to kill herself.

Bartel smiled, "Don't worry, I told you that you'll be fine just taking a little rest." ”

"Sir, if you want to see Lady Black Rose, I can relay it for you. ”

The girl was almost about to cry and grabbed Bartheel's hand tightly with both hands, but that bit of strength seemed weak to Bartheel as if she was massaging herself, but a ring on the girl's hand caught Bartel's attention a little, although the ring was simple and inconspicuous, but a ring that looked like it was made of sterling silver, could a little maid have?

Maybe it's someone else's heirloom!

"Thank you for your kindness, but now is not the right time, I will come to visit Lady Black Rose later. Bartel didn't think much of the ring, and was ready to stun the girl with a slight effort.

And at this moment, the original panicked expression of the girl who was caught in her hands suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a burst of black belly evil laughter, like a cat that has teased enough of its prey.

Suddenly, the girl grabbed Barthel's hand and laughed, "But the Black Rose lady is eager to see you." ”