The city of Garin was bustling with people and a lively atmosphere of buying and selling, unaffected by any of the Empire's civil strife. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info such treatment exists only in a few remaining core areas of peace.

"Those Anjitan's troops have been gone for a while. One shop owner lamented, "They're gone, and business is cold." ”

Although this boss sighed like this, the shops in the city did not necessarily lack a group of military customers and became cold. The shop is filled with all sorts of miscellaneous items, from low-grade alchemy materials to all kinds of daily necessities, which are exactly what the people need in the dead of winter.

"Don't be so greedy. Beside him, another middle-aged man dressed in luxurious hair sarcastically mocked the greedy shopkeeper, "That army of 6,000 men has already wiped out every bit of poor old goods in your store." If you stay any longer, even if the lord is relieved, your shop will be lifted by them. ”

"It doesn't matter. The other party's sarcasm, the shopkeeper did not care, "I have sold all the goods for many years, and now I can also leave here and go to the imperial capital to plan a way out for my family." ”

"The water in the imperial capital is very deep. I won't stop you if you want to go, after all, one less competitor is a good thing. "Middle-aged people are not surprised by each other's plans" But after many years of friendship, I still have to remind you, especially at this time, it is easy to die without a place to be buried. ”

While the two were having a good conversation, a small clerk ran to the shopkeeper's side and whispered a few times in the other person's ear before the other party could react.

The middle-aged man saw that the other party was so mysterious, and he consciously left here, since it was such a thing that did not see the light, it was better not to get involved in it.

The shopkeeper was unhappy about disturbing his communication with his friends, but despite this, the news brought by the little clerk had to be taken seriously, after all, he was a thief.

"Take me to see it. The shopkeeper's palms were already oozing a layer of cold sweat, and he often had dealings with a secret Assassin organization in order to obtain more business gossip and various sales channels. Who would have thought that the other party would now go directly to assassinate a duke's heir! In the past, they always attacked some people who had a little influence but were not important, and there was nothing at all, even if they showed their feet, they were still easy to settle. But if you expose yourself now, you will be sent to the guillotine directly, in addition to yourself and your family.

It is for this reason that well-informed shopkeepers have plotted to leave the county immediately, to arrive in the imperial capital and exchange their savings for the title of an honorary nobleman, or to go to a remote place to live incognito with their families. This was not only to prevent the revenge of the Duke of Anjitan, although he did not participate in the whole assassination process, but also for the sake of the Assassin organization's murder in order to prevent the secret from being revealed.

Eventually, the clerk took him to an ordinary VIP lounge, stopped, and left consciously.

The shopkeeper, who took a deep breath, pushed open the door in front of him with a rough hand covered with cold sweat.

"At least the other party wants to talk to me face to face, and there is still room for maneuver, isn't there?" the boss comforted himself.

When the door is completely pushed open, the shopkeeper forces himself to compose, and now he cannot show a sense of fear or weakness, which will make the other party think that their failure is related to him and give them the opportunity to blackmail him.

In a brightly lit room, the curtains on the side of the window are not pulled up for some shady and mysterious deal, so that the winter sun shines freely outside.

The room was not ornately furnished, after all, it was just an ordinary reception room, with two comfortable leather sofas each covered with wolf skin to protect the guests from cold, and a plain wooden table in the middle for two parties. Perhaps because it is to avoid the lack of vitality indoors, there are also some indoor trays for ornamentation, but under the devastation of winter, only some snow fruits are left to grow wildly.

The person the shopkeeper was going to meet was sitting on the couch at the moment.

Dressed in a black elf aristocratic costume, a black shawl that reached the crook of the arms and arms, most of the black tunic with an unknown pattern drawn by gold lines was hidden, a pair of slightly wide flared sleeves were exposed under the shawl, the slender and slender hands protruding from the sleeves were wrapped in translucent black silk hands, a knee-length black skirt with countless overlapping hollow decorations, and then a pair of black lace-up cuffed high heeled boots, black but luxurious clothing, and a wide three-cornered hat that obscured the face, making the visitor full of a noble and mysterious atmosphere。

Although he is very particular about his clothes, he does not miss any opportunity to oppress the other party when he sits down.

This is a dark elf lady whose face is invisible, her left leg is cocked on the lower right leg, her left hand is lightly covered by the knee of her right leg, and her right hand is leaning on the sofa under her as if to maintain her balance, and her body is slightly leaning back to the right on the sofa behind her.

It was a rather seductive sitting position, and it was also a sitting position for female lords of all races to meet their subordinates or people of very different status.

And this person who is a dark elf nobleman is Sayvera.

"Sit down. Saivela gracefully flipped over her left hand on her knee to invite her to take a seat, a gesture that she enjoyed as a client.

The shopkeeper was also polite, and he knew that he could not show any timidity and cowering, so as not to let the other party do some excesses.

"I don't know who the lady is, and what is the matter with me?" Although the shopkeeper was sure that the other party was a member of the Assassin Order, he still pretended not to know for the sake of caution, "If there is any business, we can discuss it." ”

"Oh......" Saivera looked playfully at the slightly fat middle-aged man in front of her, although the other party's gaze looked at her softly, but the slight twitching of her pupils still betrayed the other party's current mood, "It seems that Your Excellency doesn't even want to see your partner?"

In order to make her words more threatening, Sayvera swung her left hand slightly, and the bloodstained Hidden Blade that emerged from the opening of the horn reflected the sunlight on the other side's face.

The sun was warm, but the sunlight reflected through the Hidden Blade made the shopkeeper feel bitterly cold.

"Could it be that the news that he is ready to run away leaks out, and the other party is coming to kill him?" The other party's threat made the weak-hearted shopkeeper look in the worst direction and think, "Impossible, if this is the case, the other party would have already done it, why do you have to talk to yourself face to face?"

After calming down and sorting out his thoughts, the shopkeeper decided to bite the bullet and ask the other party's intentions: "Just now I was just testing whether Your Excellency is a secret agent of the Empire, and Your Excellency should be confident in our friendship." I wonder if you have anything to do with you?"

"Now that the temptation is over, let's get down to business. "I don't want to be too entangled with the other party, and the more I talk, the more flaws there are" The items on this list will be delivered to Room 492 10th Street in Downtown by this evening, do you see what the problem is?"

The shopkeeper trembled and took the paper handed by the other party, and the folded paper made the other party not know what was written on it, but now that his life was in the hands of the other party, even if it was written on the keel, he could only agree first.

"Nightshade...... Sparkling grass ...... Void Salt ...... "The more you look down, the more cold sweat on the shop owner's forehead, this is not how excessive the other party's requirements are, it's just that the Void Salt in it is a high-grade alchemy material, and he has it but not much in stock, but the combination of these items is made of all kinds of poisons, is the other party going to make any big news?"

"Is it okay?" Seeing the other party, Sayvera seemed to hesitate, and the Hidden Blade in her left hand once again reflected a few rays of the sun in the other's face.

"No problem!" the shopkeeper, frightened by the reflection of the sun, immediately agreed to the other party's request, "I promise to deliver it to your place as quickly as possible." ”

"In that case, I'll go first. Gracefully rising, Saivera walked over to the other and didn't forget to pop out Hanzo's Hidden Blade.

The sound of the 'Zheng' Hidden Blade coming out of its sleeve made the other party startled, thinking that this dark elf had changed his mind temporarily.

"Don't tell anyone, you know? Yes. Allow. What. Person. Sayvera warns the other side word by word that if his actions are leaked, his plan can only end in failure, "including the branch of this city, they are too low-level." ”

"Got it, my lady. The shopkeeper, trembling all over, responded.

The sound of high-heeled boots tapping on the floor faded away, and the shopkeeper's tense body was able to relax.

In the lower city, the slum of Garin, room 492 on 10th Street is a private hiding place for Saywera, a place that only she knows about.

Returning to the stronghold, Saivera took off the aristocratic outfit on her body and gently put it back in the closet, changing into a black stinger in the style of Yiwei.

If Shilinya saw all kinds of stingers in the other party's closet here, she would definitely cry and tearfully hug each other and shout, "We are fellow countrymen!" but in fact, the other party is really a real local.

Immediately after changing into her clothes, Saivela fell asleep in bed, recuperating for the evening's actions.

Why didn't Sayvera run away from the Order, because all the Assassins were killed in battle, but her whereabouts were unknown. Knowing that she was well-organized and well-managed, Saivera knew that if the organization could not find her body, she would not be at peace. In this case, he should take the branch of Garin City by surprise, and then disguise himself as if he was being attacked by unknown forces, and at the same time expose the information left in it - to make the news even more shocking, Saivela also forged a copy of the order to assassinate Shilinya, which had already been burned. In this way, the organization to which he was loyal will definitely fall under siege by the ruling layers in the empire, and only in this way can he disappear incognito.