When Akachi thought this, he suddenly felt as if he had heard something, it seemed to be the singing of "Elada"?

Akaki realizes that he has just fallen into another absurd dream, as real-world sounds, lights, and bodily pain are revived. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At this point, he was still unable to move or open his eyes, but the sound of two strangers talking to him reached his ears.

"Is he stable?" asked a slightly older voice.

"The fever has subsided, but I haven't woken up yet. The other replied. His lingua franca, mixed with small tongues, sounded awkward and familiar.

"I'd love to hear him say what happened that day, I don't think any mage or wizard can do what you say. ”

"Do you have any opinions?"

Of course, there is much more to the suspicion than that. Actually, I'm more inclined to believe that this is the work of some magic dragon. You can't be unaware of what a dragon is, right?"

"The elves call the Adepts Flaren, a word that is only one letter away from the sacred tree Talen, and you humans refer to them collectively as dragons, meaning advent and disillusionment. As far as I know, many places draw dragons and fierce gods together, and the most knowledgeable people will be very careful to erase the traces they have left behind, but what happened to Dstin is incomprehensible......"

Akachi let the words get into his ears in a daze, and then fell into a stupor.

By the time Akachi had fully recovered his strength, night had once again enveloped the city of Estaing.

Unsure of where he was, and sensing that there was still someone else in the room, Akachi didn't get up rashly, he first moved his fingers to make sure he had complete control over his body, and then quickly glanced at the situation around him.

An elf dressed in white was sitting at a table not far from him, holding an open book in one hand and his cheeks in the other, barely holding his head against the table.

Akachi got up and walked behind the elf, the drowsy elf did not react at first, until Akachi could see the songbook on the table by the light of the lantern, and the man looked up in surprise, but in an instant he was sent back to sleep by a knife that Akachi struck on the neck. Then Akachi walked to the window again, and he looked out, and the familiar night scene made him realize that he was back in d'Stare again.

"It's like a dream. ”

Akaki glanced back at the elf sleeping on the table. He had never seen the man's face before, and there was no second elf in the Assassins' Guild, at least in d'Estaing's quenching dagger, on what basis and by what means did this man save himself and bring himself back to d'Estaing?

Akachi glanced at the lute that was placed diagonally against the hanger, and thought with some self-deprecation.

"Forget it. He sighed softly, lifted his hand to remove the mantle and wide-brimmed hat from the hanger, and then climbed out of the open window in his outfit.

Looking at the slightly cold streets and the roads leading to the four directions, Akachi's expression became colder and colder. As a defector who escaped with his life, he was faced with many choices.

The first option is to find his mentor, their big boss Krully, as long as Akachi kills Krulli with his own hands, then according to the rules of the debut of the Quenching Dagger, he can get a forgiveness. However, going to trouble the big boss should be the most unfeasible option, not to mention that he has no interest in killing the master, and even if he has this intention, with his current strength to fight against the remaining assassins in the guild is purely seeking death.

The second option is to once again hand over the decision of fate to the Quenching Dagger, and see the faces of others to live or die. However, even if Akachi were to survive death, he would be made into an unhearable and unspeakable quiet person according to the rules, and would be cut off from the earthly world from now on.

In fact, Akach decided to take the third route – to meet Lauried, the governor of Willestin at the time. For this human who is strong on the outside, Akachi can be said to be very familiar. The Doge was almost the protector and provider of the Quenching Dagger in d'Estaing, and with so many Assassins lost in the guild at once, it was impossible for him not to ask, and perhaps he would take the opportunity to help himself get out of the situation of being held hostage to Kruley.

As for what to do after meeting the man, Akachi decided that it would depend on the situation, after all, the road was also full of risks.

Once he had made his decision, Akachi walked towards his target under the cover of twilight and his coat. Infiltrating the Governor's Mansion took little effort, for the white three-story building had barely changed since Akaqi had first infiltrated it, and even the guards of the Mansion were as vulnerable as they had then, except that the smell of blood was now gone.

After knocking out a few of the unavoidable guards, Akaki saw his target, and was somewhat surprised to find that the well-dressed governor was still buried in official documents, but his absent-minded appearance and trembling behavior when holding the pen made people feel very suspicious.

"You...... Who are you? How did you get here?"

When he saw Akachi appear in front of him, His Excellency the Governor showed a prepared panic, which made Akachi even more suspicious.

"I'd like to ask you a little bit about the Quenching Dagger. Akachi pressed as he stepped forward.

"Quenching Dagger!"

The man suddenly swooped down on the bookshelf behind him, and pressed a mechanism on the shelf, which turned sideways like a turnstile and revealed the inner chamber hidden behind it. The Governor, who was anxious to escape, almost crawled in, and Akachi saw on the outside of the bookshelf another group of people in the inner chamber looking at him for a long time, and among these faces was the person he least wanted to meet at the moment—Krulley.

"They actually came to ambush me. Akachi thought for a moment, and then he felt a pinprick in his neck, and a blow arrow was removed from his neck.

"I seem to have told you this repeatedly, child. Don't cling to the past. Why are you just disobedient? Now...... Arrest him. The big boss waved his hand to his subordinates.

"Kill him directly. An unfamiliar face suddenly interjected.

"I obey your orders. The big boss sighed helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight Assassins poured out of the inner chamber, fanning around Akachi. At the same time, the effects of the blow arrow began to kick off in Akachi's body.

The people who invented it didn't want to completely deprive the victim of the consciousness of the victim, which would lack enough educational and terrifying experience, so it would only paralyze your limbs, but at the same time it would amplify your senses and make every insignificant injury thrilling until you finally passed out.

While he was still in control, Akachi struggled to unleash a short sword that stabbed him, and then kicked one of the Assassins back into the crowd. He could feel that Cruli was deliberately releasing the water, and although he didn't have time to figure out why, he was sure that he had to find his own way out. So where is the way to live?

Akachi tilted his gaze slightly to the window, given his current situation, it would be painful to jump, right?