"It's him, keep an eye on it. ”

Fran whispered to the Assassin beside him, his black cloak and his Hidden Blade hidden under the mundane cuffs.

It's been two months since I took over this errand. Half a year ago, he was a citizen of the Empire, living a reclusive life in Baker City. One day, an old friend came suddenly and brought a dwarf with him. After revealing his identity, he learned that the other party was from Kislev, and he had traveled thousands of miles to the Imperial City for only one purpose, to invite the Ghostface Brotherhood to come out, and there was a big ticket to do.

Once a high-ranking member of the Brotherhood of Ghostfaces, Fran has spent most of his life incognito, or rather, he has many different names and identities, a loyal knight, a bard, and a minor nobleman of the Empire, however, his true identity is an assassin, a killer who takes people's money and eliminates disasters for others. He assassinated the nobles of the empire, the opponents of the officials' campaigns, the underground mistresses of the wives of the nobles, and so on.

Decades of assassination had made him tired of the "job". So, after turning 50, Fran chose to quit the business. However, it turns out that as long as you are famous, you can't escape the pursuit of the world. There is always someone who needs you, and they will do whatever it takes to find you. Even if former employers don't send someone to come to their door, someone else will come to them. It's a profession that you can't stop once you do.

Like the dwarf who came looking for him. Fran still doesn't know what tricks this little dwarf used to convince his brother, who had been with him for many years, to join him, and, knowing that he was retired, took the risk to ask him to come out. You know, in a place like the Imperial Black Market, no one cares if you lose your life.

Fran was finally moved, not because of the dwarf's generous offer, but because his iron-fisted brother was going to Kislev...... I owe him a life, a great favor, and I must pay it back. He went to the northern border of Kislev to repeat his old business, in order to repay his brother's kindness to him in blocking the knife. Yes, he joined the Brotherhood again, but no longer the Brotherhood of Ghostfaces, but the Brotherhood of the Silver Sword of Castle Blackhammer. An organization that specializes in gathering intelligence for lords and taking out rivals. And their main target is the secret police from the south of Kislev.

Fran's target in the hunt is the squire who hides from the knight Virgil. It took less than half a year for the young squire to be promoted from an ordinary soldier, and another half a year by Virgil's side. Although he did things in a decent way, such a quick path to promotion still attracted the attention of the Silver Sword Brotherhood.

He set his sights on the squire and secretly investigated, only to learn that his origin was not simple, that he came from the city of Erengrad in the south, and that his profession Fran in Erengrad could no longer be investigated. And the officer who arranged the attendants to Virgil's side also had problems. His wealth has skyrocketed in just a few years, and he has been involved in many gray industries in various capacities, and that little salary alone is not enough for him to own so many underground industries. Corruption, intrigue, vendettas...... Dark struggles are everywhere.

......

Cracked walls, corrupted earth, and stenching corpses everywhere, Rhodes saw a small mountain of corpses not far away, crawling countless bloodthirsty ants. Dense, like a black river, it passed through the corpse pile, burrowed into the corpse and gnawed at their internal organs. Some white maggots are also lifted out and used as food for the ant colony.

The sky was black, and the old tree, without leaves, stretched its dead branches to the sky, like the withered arms of the dead man, helpless and full of dead silence. Inhuman cries and screams echoed through the city, and Rhodes looked around, but saw not a single living person.

Suddenly, the walls were shattered by a powerful force. There was a loud roar accompanied by a splash of rubble, and in an instant, countless undead spirits poured out from the gap in the wall. Skeleton Soldiers, Zombies, Black Knights, Bloodthirsty Celestial Ghosts...... Undead creatures like mudslides surged towards him.

Just as he was about to raise his weapon to fight back, those terrifying creatures suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. It's like dirt and powder, which disappear in an instant...... Stepping on rubble and corpses, Rhodes walked into the city. He found human corpses stretching from a gap in the wall to a bloody throne in the distance.

Countless corpses were piled up to form the path to the throne. Stepping on the shattered corpse, Rhodes walked forward step by step, and at the moment when he was about to step on the throne, a pair of rotting hands grabbed his ankles. It was an undead skeleton with only half a face, and that was originally just an insignificant undead, but now it had endless power, dragging Rhodes to the ground. Walking through the earth and burying countless corpses, Rhodes felt himself almost suffocating...... As he struggled, a pair of cold hands dragged him out of the darkness. classic

Another dream......

"Honey, another nightmare?"

Caroline asked softly beside her, a cold hand pressed against Rod's forehead, her eyes full of concern.

"Hmm...... The throne watered with blood......" Rod whispered. "Where are we?"

"Black Hammer Castle ......"

Caroline whispered back.

"I heard that you have returned, and that the other lords of the North are rushing here, and even the new lord of the Watchtower, the child, Bradley, has arrived with his mother. ”

She continued. Looking at Caroline's current appearance, Rod couldn't help but think back to how he and the little girl first met many years ago. At that time, she was indeed a child...... Growing up under the protection and doting of his father, he is playful and curious about everything. You can sneak aboard the ship, risk being punished by the Ice Queen to visit the Empire, and sneak into the underground hot springs of Blackhammer Castle. He doesn't hide his identity as a frost witch at all. And now, years later, this naughty teenage girl has grown into a mature and generous woman. Externally, it rules Heidelberg, and internally, it can also be very good to switch between the status of lord and wife. Time is a pig-killing knife, which wears out passion and achieves wisdom and stability. Rod just sighed.

"Any news from Dennis?"

Rod asked. The lords of the northern realm came all the way to celebrate their safe return. Rhodes knew their true purpose. It's just that before that, Dennis has to come back. It's always a barb in my heart.

Edmund said that the smuggling caravan was on its way, and they did not dare to take the main road, but came from the country road. ”

Caroline replied calmly.

"Well, don't think too much, there has just been turmoil in Kislev, and the Ice Queen won't be able to take care of that much for a while. I think, with Dennis's cleverness, there shouldn't be much of a problem. ”

She continued.