With Rowena as a bond, the atmosphere between them was no longer as tense as it had just been.

"Harris, why did you choose to help Duke? Could it be that he paid more for the commission than the one in Old Fury's safe? Grandin was a little puzzled, if it was just for money, Harris didn't have to do it.

"After I complete the commission, Duke will give me a ticket to enter the underground world of Emmatt." Harris pinched the bottle, which looked compact in his wide palm, "It's important for me to get in there. ”

"Can you elaborate on that? Maybe I can convince old Fury to give you the bills. Of course, I respect your choice, and if you don't want to speak, I won't force it. ”

Grandin put on a very empathetic expression.

Harris's movements froze, the man in front of him didn't speak so well just now!

His expression changed, and he finally craned his neck and drank the whole bottle of beer:

"I'm looking for an Assassin Order."

The Assassin Order? Is it looking for the Freedom Society? Or the Brotherhood of Assassins?

The expression on Grandin's face was not revealing, and he said tentatively:

"You're looking for an Assassin in this part of Enmat? Aren't there enough 'assassins' in your witch sect? ”

"I'm talking about real assassins! And not a sissy! Harris retorted in a deep voice.

Ah, yes, yes, you're going to join them soon.

The whispers of the 'Badge of Flesh' grew louder and louder in Grandin's ears, and he had to take off his ring, which made him neglect to manage the expression of his face.

Harris looked at the meaningful expression on Grandin's face, and instantly understood what the other party was thinking. His angular face was instantly filled with angry red:

"Listen! What I want to do is to be a real assassin! The devil knows what the follow-up potions of the 'Assassin' sequence will ...... Will ......"

He snorted and didn't speak for a long time.

The muscles on his body expanded and contracted with his breathing, and the glass was also 'creaked' by his pinching.

"Don't get excited, I know, it's all Rowena's fault."

Grandin expressed his understanding that the name 'Assassin' was misleading.

"It has nothing to do with her, I haven't met the teacher when I drank potions." He bowed his chin and admitted calmly.

Immediately, he showed an expression of remembrance:

"I'm from Ducey and my parents and I have lived with my parents in a beautiful coastal town near Ducey as a child. The town was really beautiful until the local sheriff colluded with the pirates and there was fire everywhere that night...... Later, I had a miserable time alone, and I did a lot of things to survive. ”

Harris threw the empty bottle away, and Grandin, who heard the story, hurriedly handed him a new bottle of wine.

"It wasn't until I discovered my writing talent that my life changed for the better. When I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I always want to do something for the people who died in vain at that time when I am not creating. Then I stumbled upon the recipes for the potions, 'Assassin' and 'Warrior'. ”

"But considering what I'm going to do, at the time I thought 'Assassin' was a better fit for me."

There was a moment of frustration on his face, and he placed the beer bottle he had finished drinking again on the coffee table, spinning it so that it would refract various colors in the light:

"In the time since I drank the potion, I had a lot of trouble. Churches, police and gangsters, people searching for me everywhere. If the teacher hadn't found me, I would have died. ”

"I'm grateful to Teacher Rowena, but I don't have a crush on the Witch Cult, and I'd rather join the legendary Assassin Brotherhood."

"Have you heard of the Assassin Brotherhood's Ninety-One Principle? When you are being abused and hurt from outside, you can call them out. They will punish the perpetrator to the same degree, and will take nine-tenths of your property in return. ”

In Grandin's body, the power given by the 'Destiny Charm' was slowly passing away as Harris spoke, and it seemed that he should not interject at this time, but when he heard this, he could no longer hold back his question:

"This sounds great, but how do they make sure that the 'victims' are real victims?"

"Naturally, they have their own methods, and once they decide that you have ......ulterior motives," Harris smiled, "and that's when they'll charge you for that 'one'—your life." ”

With that, he burped again.

"It seems like I'm talking a little too much today, I'm not that talkative. Damn, is it really that inferior cup of Jin Langzi during the day who is messing around? With such a lot of stamina, what did Duke mix in the drink? Industrial alcohol? ”

Harris shook his head, as if to undo the effects of alcohol on him.

"It's okay, just dilute it with another beer."

Grandin pinched the 'stealing gold coins' and handed Harris a bottle of beer again, which was a 'bribe'. The ancient organization seemed to have unveiled a little more mystery to him, but there was still much he didn't know.

"You can find them by entering the underworld?" Grandin asked.

"I don't know, but I guess they're going to take the task, right? And what better place to be than in the underworld, probably. ”

Harris hesitated as he spoke, perhaps lacking the confidence that he would be able to find the Assassin Brotherhood. However, the wine handed over by Grandin was drunk by him again and in a bold manner.

Lady Daly has said that the Assassin Brotherhood cannot be found by occult means, but I am indeed curious about the Order......

This underground world is also very interesting, is it an underground market here? I bought only horseshoe gold in Beckland, and lacked the tail feathers of the trumpet, the tears of the three-eyed crow, and the juice of the black mandala flower...... Black mandala flowers are a specialty of the Southern Continent and should be easier to collect in the harbor city.

It seems that helping Harris would be very helpful to me.

Thinking of this, Grandin was already inclined to help Harris complete the commission, but this would only have to be agreed by the other party.

"Harris, can you come to the Guns N' Tavern tomorrow? Old Fury didn't hide the slip in the safe, which shows that Old Fury didn't pay much attention to it. You're all gentlemen and can solve problems in a civilized way, and I'm willing to act as an intermediary between the two of you. ”

"If I can get the job done, I'm certainly willing to do it."

Harris's hand paused to open a beer and nodded in agreement.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow."

Grandin got up on the couch, and when he had taken care of everything, he suddenly felt a little hungry, and the food he had eaten for the night had already been consumed in the rush and travel.

He opened his pocket watch and found that it was past 12 midnight.

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