Assassins are a special profession in human history, often responsible for the murder or assassination of a target person for political or personal reasons. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Some Assassins assassinate alone, some collaborate with multiple people, some are full-time Assassins with strict training, and some become Assassins by chance due to objective circumstances. Assassins committed assassinations or were instructed by others, or out of personal hatred, or for money, fame, or for the sake of the people of the country, etc. Among them, the "Four Great Assassins" with the creed of "death for the confidant" are the most famous, Jing Ke, Zhuzhu, Wanting to Leave, and Nie Zheng. Later Assassins would pay homage to the four ancestors before their missions to bless their safe return. In fact, this behavior is unscientific, because all four great assassins died on the spot.

- Chronicles of the Assassins

"Stop, don't run!" just as Bert lamented the impermanence of the world, a cry from a distance made him even more helpless. This sentence is as meaningless as "be careful on the road", except to remind the person being chased to run quickly, it is also a waste of physical strength.

A teenager dressed very similarly to Bert was running at a rapid pace in front, and the young man's body was extremely agile and shuttled through the crowd, as if the crowd in front of him did not exist. Although the temperature in the imperial capital is as low as more than ten degrees below zero in winter, and sweat is still dripping from the short flaxen hair that flies during the run, it is still easy to see the young man's demeanor, and he even keeps turning back to tease the chaser.

Behind the boys were chased by three gorgeously dressed teenagers, and the emblem on their chests looked like the family crest of an imperial nobleman. Unlike the young man in black, the three teenagers who were obviously a little fat were already out of breath, and their physical strength was almost overdrawn.

"It's from the Merovingians. "Abby lives in the imperial capital, and at a glance she can see that this badge belongs to the largest family in the empire. The patriarch of the Merovingian family is the current Imperial Minister, who is in charge of the laws of the entire Empire. The Merovingians now hold nearly a third of the power of the Empire, and the only one who can compete with them is the Generalissimo of the Empire. The young man in front of him seems to have offended a very remarkable character.

The young man in black was already running in front of Bert and them in a blink of an eye, and just as the young man turned around and grimaced, he suddenly got mixed under his feet, and his body lost balance and fell to the ground. Bert subconsciously reached out to help the boy up. The boy looked to be in his early teens, a few years younger than Bert, and his slightly childish face was covered with sweat from the pain.

"I see where you are running, you dare to steal my eldest brother's money, I think you are tired of life. If I don't break your legs, I won't be surnamed Meroving!" The fastest young man drew the sword at his waist, and the crowd of onlookers quickly dispersed, no one in the imperial capital dared to offend the Merovingian family.

The yellow-haired Merovingian boy looked like he had been trained by a master, and his slender sword was aimed at the injured foot of the black-clad boy. A nameless anger rushed up, perhaps because the black-clothed boy made Bert feel kind, or it could be because the yellow-haired young man was vicious and shot at the black-clothed boy who fell to the ground. Bert held the sword behind him with his right hand and was just about to draw it, when a bright light flashed, and the yellow-haired boy's sword was bounced, and he almost fell to the ground because of the excessive force.

I saw a spear about two meters long pointed diagonally at the ground, and Abby somehow blocked between the black-clothed boy and the yellow-haired boy. This gun is not like a knight's gun used by regular knights, the whole handle is made of pure steel, and unlike the knight's gun, this gun appears to be very slender. At the top is a section of bilaterally edged tips. If it were solid, it would weigh 20 kilograms. "A gentleman does something but doesn't do something, and your Excellency doesn't have mercy on the injured, so why bother hurting people. "Humility, integrity, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul. Bert felt that Abby in front of him was as heroic as a god. This is the model of knighthood in the novel!

"Damn!Who are you!Dare to make a move on my big brother!You are looking for death!Do you know who we are!" The other blue-clothed boy who was holding the yellow-haired boy also drew his saber and pointed at Abby's nose and cursed.

However, Abby did not get angry, but slowly saluted the young man to the knight's salute to the lord. Looking at the tall knight in front of him saluting him, the blue-clothed young man raised his head slightly, and his face was unstoppable. "Get out of here!" the yellow-haired boy pushed the blue-clothed boy away and rolled Abby's eyes, but he didn't look for Abby's stubble. Although the young man is arrogant, he knows that he is not Abby's opponent, as long as he doesn't interfere, he will naturally have Abby's good fruit to eat when he goes back. So he turned his attention to the young man in black who had just stood up.

Just as the yellow-haired boy walked up to Abby, there was a sound of gold piercing the air, and the pure steel spear was blocked by Abby in one hand. "What do you want to do?" the teenager who had been repeatedly hit glared at Abby.

"He's already hurt, let him hand over his things and let him go. Why are you aggressive?" even in the face of nobles, Abby would not be timid. "I think you're tired of being alive!" The yellow-haired boy stabbed Abby with a sword in his right hand, and at this time the boy had already entered the range of the spear, and Abby's gun had not been withdrawn, and the situation was very dangerous.

"Be careful!" Although it was just a short time of contact, Bert admired Abby's behavior just now, and he didn't want this new friend to be hurt anyway, so he immediately drew his twin swords and met him.

Seeing that the strongest knight was about to be assassinated by himself, and Bert was far away, even if he arrived, the knight had already fallen. The yellow-haired boy didn't take the seemingly weak Bert seriously.

However, he still underestimated Abby, "Lord Almighty, I will protect my companion with my body and give me a powerful shield!" In fact, Abby had long been wary of the yellow-haired boy, and there was a rapid chant, and at the moment when the boy's sword was about to touch Abby, a ray of light fell from the sky. A golden shield instantly appeared on Abby's body.

"Paladin! This young man is actually a paladin!" There were also people from the Holy See in the onlookers, and it was clear at a glance that this young knight was the Holy Knight with the strongest combat effectiveness in the Holy See.

Among the knights of the army, there are many believers in the Holy See, and when their will and faith reach a certain level, they are chosen by the God of Light due to some coincidence. They will be able to unleash the magic of the Holy Light bestowed upon them by the God of Light. Unlike cleric monks, who can heal the wounded, paladins can not only cast healing magic, but they can also cast secondary magic obtained through prayer. For example, the shield of light released by Abby is the most common defensive magic. It can convert its will into a close-fitting armor that makes it invulnerable for a short period of time.

The yellow-haired boy was taken aback, as a nobleman, of course he had heard of the Paladin, which was the goal of life as a knight. Like the Dragon Knights, all the lucky ones who are chosen to be paladins are all warriors who are one in a hundred, and their character is also a knight among knights. Therefore, in the history of mankind, there is no shortage of paladins who have become dragon knights.

While the boy was still in a daze in the holy light, a black two-handed sword slashed a black shadow in the golden light, accurately avoiding Abby's sword and flying the boy's sword. At the same time, the boy was kicked in the waist, and one stumbled and fell to the ground. "Bastard! As a nobleman, others have shown mercy to your subordinates, and you actually sneak up on you!Are you still a human being!" Bert couldn't imagine what would have happened if Abby hadn't had the Light Protector.

"Forget it, Bert, I'm not hurt anyway. "It'll be too late for you to get hurt!" Bert turned his head and glared at the yellow-haired boy, "Since your father didn't teach you how to be a knight, I'll teach you." Pick up your sword!"

The boy who fell to the ground had just come back to his senses, and he was kicked by Bert after killing Abby with one blow, and his face was hanging on at that time. Although the boy in front of him is holding a strange weapon, he is much thinner than Abby, and he should be a good bully. Besides, he has been knocked down again and again, and he can't get over his face.

"You two go up together, too. The yellow-haired boy thought he had heard it wrong, this young man who didn't look very strong actually wanted to fight three of them one by one. Although he is not the opponent of the paladin, the three brothers are also the apprentices of the imperial capital swordsmanship master, so he is not honored to be an outsider.

The yellow-haired boy waved his hand, and the blue-clothed boy and another red-clothed boy surrounded Bert from three sides. Abby was afraid that Bert would be in danger and would not leave, so she was pulled out by Eileen. She had already seen the martial arts of the three teenagers just now, and they were not Bert's opponents in terms of speed and strength.

"Boy, it's still too late to beg for mercy, maybe you can kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, and Lao Tzu can spare your dog's life. As soon as the young man in yellow finished speaking, he immediately raised his sword and stabbed him. It's another sneak attack, first talking to distract the enemy's attention, and taking advantage of his unpreparedness to attack first. And almost at the same time, the other two teenagers also shot at the same time. It seems that the three of them do this kind of thing a lot.

Bert, who was in the encirclement, was not panicked at all, and in his opinion, the three swords were as weak as the clothes wielded by Aunt Muraguchi.

"Ding, ding, ding" three times later, the three swords all flew into the sky. The three teenagers didn't even see how Bert made his move.

"What are you doing! How dare you fight in the capital! Arrest me!" Suddenly there was a roar, and everyone looked back, and a bald head even bigger than Abby came with a group of guards. "Ah, it's him!Caesar, the Tiger of the Praetorian Guard!" the young man in black called out the bald man's name, his voice trembling.

Who the hell is this person, nearly two meters tall, without a single hair on his head, and with a huge scar on his resolute face that almost spans the entire face. The person who survived being cut like this is probably a pervert.