The Assassin Guild had a strict hierarchy within it, and in the early years of the war, it was divided into nine levels and nine ranks, and the Assassin Guild at that time was also extremely large, almost a special army of the kingdom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 However, after hundreds of years of peace, the Assassin missions began to become less and less, and it became less and less necessary to maintain such a large team of Assassins, so several large-scale layoffs were carried out.

Until now, there were only 100 Assassins in the Assassin's Guild who could actually carry out assassination missions, and the rest were just a large group of intelligence collectors. And there are only a hundred assassins, and it is completely unnecessary to divide them into nine levels and nine orders. Therefore, the system reform has become a kind of star rating, with the highest five stars and the lowest none. The current Assassin President is also the only five-star Assassin.

Star ratings are related to the strength of the Assassins themselves, but they are not entirely correlated. If you can complete major tasks, you can also be promoted. If an assassin with only the strength of a farmer successfully assassinates a Juggernaut alone, then he is a five-star assassin. Maybe the Farmer Assassin couldn't beat the average guard head-on, but that's okay. Because the Assassin does not need to fight head-on, a good Assassin knows how to achieve the greatest result with the least strength, and as long as he can succeed, that is his ability and should be honored.

However, in times of peace, it is not easy to find a task that can be advanced. The domestic assassination mission has not been released for a long time, and the last one was three years ago. However, the content is not an assassination, but only a dagger placed at the head of a nobleman's bed as a warning. Many Assassins tried to take on foreign missions, not for money, but also so that their Assassin skills would not be wasted.

And the domestic mission, I didn't expect to wait for three years, but there was only one mission to assassinate the bard. And the man in black didn't really want to assassinate him, but the president ordered that he dare not disobey.

After thinking about it, the man in black finally found the president's daughter. He is nearly half a hundred years old, has two sons and a daughter, and both sons have joined the army, and are currently at the rank of colonel in the kingdom army. The daughter stayed at home, as a noble lady, naturally elegant and dignified, in and out of high society, and at the same time knew a little about swordsmanship, and was chased by many aristocratic sons.

But it's a pity that this is just a daughter on the surface. In order to prevent being plotted, the president had already swapped the daughter of a certain maid with his own daughter. The president's real daughter, who has been burning a fire in the kitchen, is clumsy, and often blackens herself. But in fact, she already had the strength of a fifth-order warrior, and ordinary palace guards were no match for her even if they fought head-on. Although she herself may not be clear.

Even though she is her own daughter, the president is also very strict with her training, and it can be said that it is very rare to have this kind of strength at the age of 16. However, as an Assassin, she never went out on missions, so she was still a sporadic Assassin.

At dusk, the man in black released a gray dove, which contained a secret language, which translated: "I hope the little spoon can go to the back mountain at midnight to discuss", and the payment "Albatross".

The Little Spoon is the code name for the President's daughter, and the Albatross is the code name for the Man in Black, as the Assassin Guild is called. Because they sometimes need to infiltrate various departments, the names are often changed, only the code name does not change. The code name is basically illogical, whatever you want to call it, but once it's set, you can't change it. Unless you become president, because the president's code name is president.

Midnight, in the woods behind the mountains. The little spoon came over with a broom, and she was still in a working maid's outfit, and there were a few black marks, probably because her hands were dirty and rubbed on her body. The eyes are a little big, and they are especially attentive in the dark.

"I'm here, come out. Little Spoon said casually. The albatross came down from the tree, still silent, and covered in black.

"I said Miss," Albatross frustratedly said, "Is it okay for the Assassins to observe the following etiquette when they meet?"

"It's too much trouble, and I don't care in my own home. The little spoon just urged, "Tell me quickly, I'll have to work when it's over." The backyard hasn't been swept yet. ”

"Do you still have to sweep the floor so late?" asked the albatross casually.

"Assassin etiquette doesn't seem to care about how the other party sweeps the floor when announcing the mission, right?" the little spoon sneered.

"Okay," Albatross changed the subject, "then I'll recommend a book to you." ”

Little Spoon: "......"

"Have you read The Assassins?" Albatross handed the book. After being thrown on the ground by the president, he picked it up.

"Yes," Little Spoon took over the novel, "he actually wrote that my father ate, and it was intolerable." ”

"This ...... The Assassin Guild in the novel has nothing to do with the Assassin Guild in reality," Albatross explained, "and the novel is quite well written." ”

"You came here in the middle of the night to recommend novels to me?" Little Spoon was surprised.

"Actually, there's a mission related to this novel," Albatross hesitated for a moment, "First of all, what do you think of this novel?"

Little Spoon looked at him suspiciously, but replied, "If it weren't for my father's, it would still be a good novel." ”

"Well, the mission is to assassinate this author. Albatross still said, "This was ordered by your father himself, and I was supposed to go." I'm a little reluctant to do it, though, so I'd better go for it. ”

"Is it true?" the little spoon was surprised with the book, "even if you say that you eat, it doesn't seem to be to the point of killing someone?

"I don't know, but this is an order from my own mouth, and I guess the president won't change it. Albatross replied.

"Then I'll have to ask my father first. The spoon replied, "I can't just go out." ”

Suddenly, the two of them shook at the same time, and immediately fell to their knees on one knee. I saw that the president had already appeared silently, and it seemed that he had just arrived, and it seemed that he had been here for a long time. He was dressed in pajamas, but he was still majestic.

"President. "Lord Count. "Even if there are no outsiders, the little spoon will not call his father directly, and he has long been used to it.

"What kind of Assassin etiquette do you wear a maid's outfit?" the Count squinted, "you just have to bow your head and bow halfway." ”

"Ah, okay. Little Spoon stood up again, "But I want to apply for a mission." ”

"If you want to apply for a mission, it must be done with Assassin etiquette. The Count replied coldly.

"Okay," the little spoon knelt down again, randomly stunned, a little embarrassed, "Oops, what was I just going to say?"

"President," said the albatross on the side, "I am trying to hand over the task of assassinating Kevin to Little Spoon and ask for approval. ”

The Count did not speak, and seemed to be considering.

Little Spoon hurriedly answered: "Of the 100 assassins in our Assassins' Guild, I am the only one who is still a sporadic assassin today. I already have good strength, and this mission is not too difficult. I also hope to build merit. ”

"You want to go out and play, don't you?" replied the Earl calmly.

"Yes. Little Spoon replied crisply.

After a moment of silence, the little spoon corrected: "No! I applied for the mission this time, in addition to personal glory, there is also my personal grudge. This abominable bard actually said that my father ate!

Earl: "......"

"And not only did he say that my father ate, but he also said that my father used a spoon to dig up and eat it, and my code name was Little Spoon. It's like a hint that I'm feeding to my father. It's so hateful, it's so hateful. Father! Oh no, President, I strongly urged me to assassinate him, so that he would know that he would never eat! I would never feed him!"

There was silence in the woods, and when they looked up, they saw that the Count had long since left. However, according to the practice of the Assassin Guild, this should be considered a tacit acquiescence.

"You are the only one who dares to talk to your father like that. Albatross smiled and stood up.

"Hey, hey!" Little Spoon picked up her broom with a smile, "So I can go out?"

"Well, congratulations. Albatross replied politely, and walked away at random. He also knew that Little Spoon stayed in the manor all the year round, either practicing or burning fires to work, and there were very few opportunities to go out, let alone go out on a solo mission.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" In the woods, the cheerful laughter of the little spoon was accompanied by the sound of sweeping the floor, and even the sweeping was very diligent in the excitement.

On the other hand, Kevin, who had no idea of the impending disaster, was still telling jokes in Sams Hill Village, where he had lived for ten days in the only chapel in the village. There is only one priest in the chapel, about forty or fifty years old, who belongs to the type of lazy and lazy person.

Usually, the villagers are injured and hurt, so they can help with some medicine. He didn't even bother to do the prayer, and according to him, even if he did, no one from the villagers came, so he simply didn't do it.

Kevin is just a sleepover, and he doesn't bother to comment on it. I haven't seen anyone who has traveled for 10 years, and if you're in good spirits, you can pass by a big city church in the future and write a random thing to sue him. If you're not interested, forget about it. However, it is estimated that even if the lawsuit is filed, it will have no effect. This kind of small mountain village pastor usually makes some mistake and is relegated to this side.

The Church of Light is also a community of people, and most people like to live in the big city, eat well and dress well, and communicate with the aristocracy. Basically, no one wants to go to the poor ravine and give teachings to the illiterate villagers, and at most they will be given black bread, and if they can't get it, they will have a beating. Therefore, most of the pastors who came to the remote mountainous areas had to come. Only a handful of priests dedicate themselves with the light to illuminate every corner of the continent.

But in the last four days, the lazy pastor has gone into town to attend a priest's meeting. The chapel was left directly to Kevin, and there was nothing to steal from the tattered church, and the priest was not usually in the habit of locking the door. However, it was convenient for Kevin, who could read or write in the church during the day, and go to the tavern in the evening to tell jokes. Occasionally, there are people who fall and get injured or something, and Kevin also knows where the herbs are placed, so he can apply them to them.

It was evening again, and Kevin was dressed neatly as usual, pinned his badge, and prepared to go to the tavern to tell a joke. But as soon as he went out, he saw a pastor walking in the distance, it was not the lazy pastor, and he knew that this person was very energetic by looking at the way he walked.

This is somewhat rare, and usually the priests assigned to such mountain villages are a little listless, and it is a three-day journey from the town, and the average person can be quite tired from the walk. This man is in good spirits, is he a master?

"Hey!" the pastor greeted Kevin from afar, "Hello!"

"Hmm. Kevin just nodded, he didn't know this man.

"I'm the new pastor, taking over from the old pastor here. The pastor replied, "My name is Laurous." ”

"I'm Kevin," Kevin responded politely, "the church is over there, and I'm living in it temporarily." It's a mess inside, and it's hard for you to be a new priest. ”

"It's okay," Laulu didn't seem to care, but was instead interested in Kevin's badge, "Oh, you're a bard?

"Yes. Kevin replied, "I'm going to the tavern right now." ”

"Well, then I won't bother you," replied Laurlou briskly, "I'll go see my church first." ”

Kevin nodded casually, and the two parted. I silently defined this person in my heart: I look at the movements as if I am left-handed, there is a lot of mud on my shoes, it rained heavily here two days ago, and it is more reasonable to walk from the mountain road. Although he seems to be in good spirits, it is not surprising that the priest may possess some kind of restoring magic.

When I took two steps and looked back, I saw that Laulu had already taken out a broom and was cleaning, looking quite hard. Kevin was not nosy, and went to the tavern as usual to start his business.

"Oh, welcome our great gentleman!" the drunkards clapped their hands wildly in celebration.

Kevin nodded in acknowledgement, and at the same time looked around, realizing that all the people who came today were gentlemen. Obviously, they would rather hear some kind of exciting passage, and as bards, of course, conform to the will of the people, otherwise there would be no bread to eat.

"Do you know who is the most famous traitor in the mainland?" Kevin inspired.

But how did the peasants know, shaking their heads and shaking together.

"He is the beast prince Gugar more than 100 years ago, he is powerful, and at the same time has a special function! His JJ can be long or short, thick or thin, stretchable and retractable, enough to adapt to all kinds of ......"

"Uh......" One of the drunkards was surprised, "Aren't all JJs like this?"

Kevin: "......" (even experienced bards occasionally get left speechless by these ignorant old farmers)

"I mean, he's pretty good at that, you know?" Kevin couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Understood, understood. The drunkards nodded.

Kevin continued: "It was a hot summer, and this infamous Gugar had come to a small mountain village of the Terrans. At that time, due to the war, all the men in the village had gone out to fight, and only women were left in the village. Due to the summer heat, the women didn't even bother to get dressed. But even so, they sweat frantically once they work, and they need to jump into the water from time to time to take a shower. ”

Gugar suddenly appeared, causing all the women in the village to panic and run in all directions, but the strength of the beast prince, where did they run. He easily grabbed all the women, tied them to the wooden shelves in large letters, and walked over as if he were inspecting, poking this and pinching that. The women screamed and pleaded, but to no avail. Finally, he found the most beautiful woman. ”

The drunkards in the tavern listened to their blood boiling, and they couldn't help but imagine that the women in their mountain village were all tied up.

"Gugal unceremoniously gags the beautiful woman's mouth with his tongue, holds her big white legs with both hands, and then ...... roughly"

With a creak, the door to the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a young girl in the door was looking curiously inside.

Kevin switched seamlessly: "The predecessor of the Lou Pauler Kingdom was the Lou Pauler city-state, which was established in the year 500 of the Gregorian calendar, and there are already ......"

"Oh no!" the tavern wailed. Of course, they knew that this gentleman had strange gentlemanly rules and would never tell pornographic jokes in front of ladies. In other words, today's yellow joke is in the soup again.

But if you look closely, the new girl seems to be a good scenery too. Dressed in a traveler's attire, very clean, carrying a small bag. With a high ponytail on his head, he looks very energetic. Among the nobles, it can be regarded as a middle-class posture, but in the eyes of these old farmers who have never seen the world, they are undoubtedly angels.

The girl didn't mind everyone's eyes, just smiled at everyone casually, and then naturally sat down on the edge of the bar and beckoned to the bartender: "Hey, let's have a glass of red wine." ”

"Nope. The bartender replied.

"That's, the average fruit bar. ”

"Nope. ”

"What about orange juice, watermelon juice, coconut juice?"

"None of them. ”

Girl: "......"

Kevin didn't pay attention to the conversation here, and just told himself: "The standard of living of the common people in Lou Paule Country has been getting higher and higher recently, you must know that in the small central country, many nobles can't even afford to drink ale. They can't eat meat for several years, and they don't even know what meat is, so they can only find some wild fruits to eat together. A lot of people are very thin, and any one of us here can beat 5 of them there. Our life here is simply paradise for them. ”

"Oh, really?" said the drunkards again.

"Of course, we owe a debt of gratitude to our king," Kevin raised his right fist, "Long live Lou Pauler!"

The atmosphere in the tavern was lively, and the glass was raised: "Long live Lou Pauler!"

Girl: "......"