"Is that the person?"

Inside Reporette's tavern, Cruzedel and I sat in the seats against the street, dressed as merchants. When Ribellet's youngest son appeared, he pointed to the garrison and asked, and I turned to look at the castle garrison, and he nodded.

We then got into action.

Of all the soldiers, the only one the baron could trust was this garrison officer from Suno.

When he was young, the garrison was a heavy drinker and was disrespectful to his superiors, so every time he had the opportunity to get promoted, he would mess up. He once rode a horse with the child of a nobleman in Suno City, but because the child was not good at riding, he was unfortunately thrown off the horse and broke his right arm. Although the boy tried his best to defend the garrison, saying that the matter had nothing to do with him, the nobleman informed the garrison's superiors about the incident, and after this incident, the garrison's future in Suno City was ruined.

When he was in his thirties, he left Sunuo City in despair, found an errand to hunt down bandits in the green forest, and was ready to praise the money, so he took his family to buy a cheap piece of land at the border and relocate there. Bad luck haunted him, and with his help a cunning and fierce Kujit came to his area, and with his help, the local bandits became as cunning as the steppe people, and they even gave food to the civilians in order to give them a message. This made the garrison suffer enough at that time. In order to capture the leader of the green forest, he disguised himself as a small merchant and walked through the mountain roads and ditches around Suno City, and finally found out the trace of the bandits. and killed the bandit leader in a daring raid. This incident is likely to make him regain the appreciation of the nobles, but he did not expect to return with the corpse of the robber leader. The Kugit haunted them like a ghost, and finally stormed their camp. The corpse's head was snatched, and, as he fled, the Kugit whipped him in the face.

Because of the war, the nobles of the Suno region suffered a lot of casualties. In all the wars of the Empire, the ardent Suno people will always actively send to His Majesty the young men of their family, who wear beautiful armor, ride tall mounts, and fly majestic banners overhead. In the end, die on the icy battlefield. While the number of nobles declined, more and more mayors, mayors, and tax collectors appointed by the royal family entered the Suno region, and these people hovered over the Suno region like vultures, using the pretext of raising funds for the royal family, and wantonly exploited the originally rich Suno region, which caused many families to go bankrupt, including the family of the garrison.

When the garrison was young, he once rescued the eldest son of the Coston family, who was traveling around at that time, under the robbery of robbers. The eldest son promised the garrison that if he needed to, he could go to Costamo to find him. The young garrison, like all young people, was reluctant to abandon the bustling city for remote areas. This made him not take this matter to heart in his early years. When all the property was packed up and taken away by the tax collector's servant and sent to the auction house, the garrison returned home exhausted. Faced with the tears of the scolding creditor and his wife, he remembered the promise of the Costsmer family at this time. So he wrote a letter to Costo and asked him about Baron Coston. Whether or not he is willing to accept his services, of course, he also has a debt because of which he is trapped in Suno, and if he can be helped to settle this debt, he will give all his allegiance for the rest of his life.

During the last few months of Suno's reign, the garrison traveled all over the homes of his old friends, and then lost his friends one by one; He visited all his relatives, and then lost them one after another. A few months later, Baron Coston's emissary finally came with a sum of money to settle his debt and take him to Costholm. At that time, he learned that the young man he had saved had died of the plague, but the Baron was still willing to keep his child's promise and gave him a corresponding position. Because of this incident, after the garrison went to Costholmy, he served the baron's family almost fanatically. When the baron's second son was assassinated, he cut his scar with a dagger out of anger to show that it was another great shame in his life.

This time, when the baron ordered a thorough investigation into the assassination of his second son, he stated that he would go to the Duchy of Ripollette anyway to avenge his lordship.

For such a man, I naturally would not refuse his request to join.

We investigated in Reporette for more than ten days and found a male prostitute covered in sores in a slum. Jefferson, the old man with whom I had come, promised him that if he confessed that he had been bribed by Baron Costsamo's son-in-law to spread the rumors, he would get a clean hut and that servants would take care of him until he died. The dying man agreed to the affair and soon learned to give testimony under the 'dictation' of a lawyer. Then, a rotten man in a tavern sold his confession to Jefferson cheaply. While Jefferson was gathering evidence, the Garrison and Crusedale had been observing the travels of Riplet's youngest son.

What is the use of these false evidences? I think it's stupid to do such a thing, these people can make false evidence because of money, and naturally they can confess to us because of beatings and torture. Since it was for revenge, it was better to use only one assassin to deal with Reporette's youngest son in the downtown area.

"You don't think it's useful?" Jefferson was trying the hookah of the Kugits--- and he was full of praise for it--- and he said to me, "Do you think this thing is going to go to the royal court?" ”

"For the baron, to take revenge for him?"

"Huh." Jefferson said, "Think more. ”

The youngest son of the Duke of Ripolet traveled irregularly, occasionally wandering around the market of Ripolet, visiting the Salander jewelry store to see if there was anything new, and sometimes taking his son to the river to fish. When going out of the city, this man will take two guards with him, and it is difficult to get close. But when he was in the city, he would only take his servants with him. Strap your children on your shoulders and let them see the city. Of course, when Baron Coston's daughter was bored. They would go to the city to watch an equestrian show. The trainers of the Suno region brought their equestrianism to all parts of Swadia, and although there were no fierce performances in horse racing, the spectators cheered happily and presented garlands to their favorite equestrian when the beautiful girls rode the tame ponies in all sorts of fancy steps.

The place we chose to perform the assassination was right inside the racecourse.

Our tools for assassination were several Rhodok crossbows, heavy crossbows, short crossbows, which were fired into the human body. It will cause great wounds, and those who are hit by the arrow will suffer greatly before dying.

The tavern of Ribolet is located around the Duke's mansion, and we can see the people coming and going in the Duke's mansion from here. The Duke is in Paraven, and his sons are in the city, but we have only one target, and that is the youngest son of Rebolet. He had gone out of town with his son and youngest daughter the other day to go fishing, and we had not found a chance, and early this morning we heard at the horse farm that the Duke's house had booked a box in the best place in the stands. A few servants brought fruit and wine there, and it looked like Baron Costsmo's son-in-law would bring his family to the equestrian show today.

We waited in the tavern until near noon, when the Reperlet's carriage finally drove out of the mansion. Several Valans were stuck in the middle of the street with a straw cart, as the carriage of the Duke of Reboret arrived. The Valans overturned all the haystacks on the wagon, and for a moment the streets became chaotic, and the citizens shouted and screamed around. The Duke's groom stood disgruntled on top of the carriage and told the Valans to get out of the way.

Come over for a while. The carriage door finally opened, revealing a small white face. It was the grandson of Baron Costona. Then a woman took the boy in, and a man peeked out to inquire about his groom, and soon he scanned the street and closed the door of the carriage. However, his brief appearance still allowed us to confirm his identity.

"Is that the person?" I asked the garrison officer.

"That's him." The garrison's eyes were filled with hatred, "I've seen him. ”

I don't know if the garrison knew that all the evidence was fake, that Jefferson had done everything with the Valans, and that he didn't say a word about the Swadiaans. However, the garrison seems to have confirmed that the conspiracy against Baron Coston's family must have been carried out by Ribolet's youngest son, so he will not hesitate to admit any evidence that matches his heart.

The two Valan soldiers were already hiding in the haystack in the equestrian arena, and as long as they waited patiently for the equestrian show to end and the crowd dispersed in confusion, they could assassinate the duke's son, and at that time they could quickly escape.

But I seem to have done something stupid. The Valans stopped him in the middle of the street, making Ripollett's youngest son suspicious. The carriage turned slowly, and then went in the other direction, which was not the direction of the horse training yard at all. Seeing this, we immediately paid for the wine and followed the carriage far down the street. The carriage passed through the square and made a brief stop around the fountain, and the duke's son took his family to see a few fountain shows before boarding the carriage again. Later, we found the carriage parked at the door of the sheriff's house in the city of Reporette, where the family of Reporette's son appeared to be visiting the master.

I felt that I didn't have a chance today, so I sent someone to evacuate the two Valans.

In the afternoon, as we were about to leave the sheriff's house, the son of the Duke of Reboret came out, and the sheriff and his wife put them in the carriage. However, as I got into the carriage, I saw that Riporett's son seemed very unhappy, and he cried loudly that he was going to see the 'pony show', and the duke's son patted him on the face and carried him into the carriage.

The carriage stopped and went, and we followed far behind, and just as the carriage was about to enter the Duke's mansion, the Duke's son seemed to change his mind, and made the carriage turn and go to the square. We also came to the square, and when we got here, we found that there were more and more people in the square, and it turned out that it was the market day of Reborette, where the citizens gathered to watch the street performers, and in the center of the square, there was a small stage, where a few beautiful girls and a man were performing. When we approached the temporary stage, we saw today's program, "Great Love", from the wooden sign on the stage.

I suddenly felt a panic, as if Copernicus was watching me right next to me, maybe he would talk to me about the plot of the play, and he would find fault with the accents of the actors, who might be furious because of the lines that the actors were saying. What would the Copernicus say to me if he knew that I was going to kill a nobleman in front of his favorite play, and that his blood would be spilled all over the square?

The crowd cheered at the approach of the Duke's carriage, and the Duke's son stepped out of the carriage and waved to the people.

I looked around the buildings around the long square, with the noble court of Reboret on one side and the merchanthouses and town hall on the other. The mayors of Duke Repalet have their own quarters here, and when they encounter disputes, they will go here to seek the duke's support. The noble court and the town hall were guarded by soldiers, and it was difficult for us to get close, so we found the area around the trading house, and behind a cloth trading house, we found a warehouse where goods were being moved. Around the warehouse, there were more than a dozen men, shirtless and carrying boxes, and beside them, a well-dressed young man was counting the goods.

Two Valans disguised themselves as beggars and went to their side to beg, and the young man immediately covered his nose and instructed the men around him to chase them away. In the midst of this little chaos, a Valan soldier wound his crossbow and prepared to climb to the top of the merchant house from the window fence on one side. I grabbed the Varan soldier, took the crossbow from him, and handed it to the garrison.

"What does that mean?" The garrison officer asked me.

"You said you were going to avenge your lord." I said to him, "The time for revenge has come, do you dare to take revenge." Prove your loyalty. ”

The garrison took the crossbow, hung it on his back, and climbed silently to the roof of the comptoir, and I dismissed a few of the Valans and told them to go back to Jefferson, leaving the Kugit to take them around the comptoir, and I climbed to the roof of the comptoir.

As the two of us lay on the roof of the comptoir, the son of the Duke of Riplet was watching the show with his family. The little boy sat on his father's shoulder, dancing happily, while his wife sat on a small stool, bent over and looking at his daughter running around, and from time to time reached out and took her daughter and kissed her.

Duke Riplet's back was facing us, and there was no reason why he couldn't shoot at such a distance.

We watched for a long time, but the garrison officer did not move.

"Which is harder, pulling the trigger or failing the lord?" I looked ahead and said to the garrison officer beside me.

"He's got his family around."

His family would forever hate Baron Coston, as well as Baron Coston's feudal lord, Emperor Harauth.

"It's better than when he's with someone else," I told him, "maybe he'll be able to say his last words, won't he?" Think of the lord of your family, think of his youngest son who was framed into the convent, think of the heir he almost died. ”

The garrison gave me a disgusted look, "I'm afraid of you, Your Excellency. ”

He pulled the trigger.

The son of the Duke of Reporette shook like a bench with a broken leg, and fell to the ground with a bang, convulsing without stopping, but without making a cry, the crossbow arrow should have torn the lungs and trachea of the duke's son. The wife of the duke's son hugged his head and cried and begged for help from the citizens around him, who only dodged in panic, and the unknown people behind them continued to surround him.

"Daddy?" "Daddy?"

The two children let out a cry of confusion, not yet aware of what was happening.

The duke's youngest son was curled up in his wife's arms.

Blood flowed from his body like a cracked clay pot.

The performers were still singing loudly.

"My dear girl, my devotion to you is as natural and easy as breathing."

"Don't be stupid, you'll never know how heavy loyalty is!" (To be continued.) )