Looking at the still chattering guy in front of me, I glanced out the window again. I was thinking about how to make it disappear, where to bury it, or throw it into the sewer somewhere.

He watched me stare at him and finally closed his mouth. We looked at each other for a moment, and he said, "Am I right? ”

I didn't laugh, I just stared at him. He finally sensed a hint of unease, and he chuckled dryly. "You should run away now."

"Hmm." I pursed my lips and gritted my teeth.

"You're such a smart fellow." I said.

"Huh...... These should be the ones you have to think of, Mr. Bill. His tone softened suddenly.

"Isn't that Mr. Mason?" The corners of my eyes twitched.

"You can be Bill or Mason. It's up to you. He said calmly.

"Why?"

"Get out of here, you can be Bill, or Mason, or anybody. But you continue to stay here, I mean the Kingdom of Stormwind. You're Mason. It doesn't matter what I say or what you hear, but in many people's minds you are Mason, whether you admit it now or not, especially with the king. His fingers kept tapping at the table.

"What I just said...... My inference is probably that the king thinks that there is also the idea of Katrana and Barons. Only by knowing each other and knowing oneself can we win all battles. He said, "The most important thing for you to do now is...... Survive. Survive first, leave Stormwind, and hide, even if it's for a long time...... It's hard to say whether the king wants you to live or not, and it is possible that you will live, but the end is not good, but those two will largely want you to die. In short, whoever finds you will not end well. ”

As he spoke, he stood up, "Wait for me." So saying, he went into the back room. I'm not afraid of what he does, and he can't make any moths.

I was a little surprised when he came out with some clothes and a small bag on them.

"It's clothes, and there's money, it's not much, but it's enough to save you for a while. Let's go...... Get out of here. He said as he placed his clothes on the table in front of me.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Although my great-grandfather's last wish was not fulfilled, it ...... Thank you again. I'm just a historian, and I can't do too much, but there are some things that need someone to do, and for his history, I think it's better for me to write it. ”

I looked into his eyes, and the light coming out of those eyes told me that what he said was not fake.

I didn't kill him, on the one hand, he might leave something for posterity, and on the other hand, killing him would not solve my problem, and it would be the same if I killed him or not, as he said. I thought it was impossible for him to report the news, on the one hand, it might cause trouble for myself, and on the other hand, I didn't feel that it would be of much benefit to him.

It is said that knowing people and knowing faces does not know hearts, but I decided to let him live.

I went out with the money and clothes he gave me, and I couldn't stay here whether he wanted to hurt me or not. After walking for a while, I threw my clothes in the garbage.

From time to time, there would be some guards on the streets, and the city that had never had a curfew was now under curfew, and I walked slowly down the alley, and the darkness made me feel safe.

To be honest, I don't have any ideas at all, I don't know where to go, get out of the city? Escape? I knew I needed to, but I always felt a little ...... It seems that there is something that cannot be put down.

I climbed onto the roof, and in the light moonlight I looked at the city, and when I turned my head I looked at Stormwind Fortress, and I should have gone to her.

In fact, as I walked on the way to her house, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind, if I found Varian now and told him everything, would he forgive me? Forgive somebody's past misdeeds? Or...... Is it possible that I won't be okay at all?

Looking at the Storm Fortress with lights still shining in the distance, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in my heart. This is not what the hell I want! I shouldn't have ended like this!

The Duke's mansion was in front of it, and it could now be said to be heavily guarded, surrounded by guards. After turning around, I realized that there was no possibility of going in, so I left in a huff.

It's not that far from Reginald's home, but I guess forget it...... I thought about it for a moment and thought of the guy who once owed me my life.

But what's the use of finding him? So I made up my mind to get out of here.

It is estimated that it will be difficult to get out of the city now, but it is estimated that the sky will be bright after a while without going out of the city, and it is useless to delay time. So I prepared to head towards the western gate of Stormwind. But just as I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed movement around me.

The slight thump made my nerves tense all at once. I subconsciously touched my waist...... I don't have a weapon!

I stared at the place where the sound was coming from, and slowly moved to the side, I pulled my legs and ran, and sure enough, there was a person hiding in that place!

I ran in front and he chased after me, and my biggest concern now was to recruit the guards around me again. Turning around, I went into a small alley, kicked the wall three or two times, and I rolled over onto the roof. The guy was in hot pursuit, and I'm glad that guy didn't use his hand crossbow!

After jumping on the roof, I strode forward, and the moonlight shone miserably on the roof, not clear, but enough for me to see where to step and where to jump. But even so, I still didn't have a moment to look back at the man's condition.

I could tell from the voice behind me that he was so close to me. Jumping from one roof to the other roof, jumping through several alleys in a row, I suddenly grabbed a chimney and turned my head to look behind me, only to see that the guy was three or four alleys away from me. Looks like this guy can't do it. If only there were bows and arrows, suddenly the tiles under his feet made a cracking sound.

It's so good, I forgot about it......

Leaning over and picking up a few tiles, I put them in my pocket, and the guy saw me stop at the chimney, and he stopped on the roof of the alley two alleys away from me.

We just looked at each other.

Suddenly, there was a footstep in the darkness not far away, not a footstep! This is the man he recruited!

I didn't turn around and ran, but started running along the house, and sure enough, the guy on the roof started chasing me again, and instead of running, I tilted my head and watched him chase after me.

Just as he jumped up and jumped towards the house opposite, I made a sharp stop, turned around and threw the tile in my hand at him. A strange scream!

The guy jumped from the roof opposite, and the uneven roof left him no time to think about other things, and just as he kept his balance and got up to continue running, the tiles arrived.

He fell straight off the roof on his back. I turned around and ran towards the guy who had fallen from the roof. Falling from the second floor, I guess the average person may not be able to get up immediately and continue to run or fight unscathed.

I grabbed the eaves of the house and jumped off, and the guy had already fainted. I reached directly at his waist, a dagger and a short knife. At this time, the surrounding movement disappeared, and it is estimated that the people who came around lost their target.

I touched him hard, not that I wanted to molest the damn guy, but after a little hard touch I found the money on him. Actually, I wanted to find something else out of him, like an emblem or an ornament.

But nothing was found other than a bit of money. I couldn't see if he had any tattoos or anything like that in this dark alley, so I looked around and found that there was no rope or anything like that.

Never mind...... I'd better just ask!

Think about it...... Actually, that's fine.

I patted him on the face, and when he didn't wake up, I peed into a broken crockpot on the side and splashed it on his face. Warm, but not very riotous. I guess it's a bit yellow, after all, it hasn't been clear since I went to prison.

The guy woke up with my splashed. He struggled to roll over, but I had taken off his pants and wrapped them around his feet.

I kicked him in the stomach, and he didn't scream, just muffled. But in this silent alley, this sound can be heard far away. But now that I have iron in my hand, I can handle most situations.

I grabbed his urine-soaked hair and held the dagger to his throat.

"Tell me, why follow me."

The guy stared at me with his eyes on his stomach, I couldn't make out his expression, but I knew he must be in pain right now, and I couldn't get the strength of that kick just now.

"Say." I said and stabbed him in the biceps of his left arm. The guy screamed, a scream that would have drawn enemies within a minute or two.

But I didn't go, I slammed his head on the ground, "Say, who told you to stalk me." ”

Seeing that he didn't say anything, I stabbed him in the thigh again. The screams he let out were already sharp. Seeing that he hadn't said anything, I put the dagger against his crotch.

"It's Shore!"

"Madias...... Shore? ”

Pasonia...... It's her. ”

"She's not dead yet?"

"No ......"

"How did you find me?"

"Since you left the Windsol house." He groaned.

"How did you lurk near Windsor's house?"

"All the people who are related to you are nearby."

"You're the index finger?"

He snorted, "You're from the Seventh?" ”

He hummed again.

"The rascals have turned right......" I glanced at the alleyway in the distance, "do you know who I am?" ”

"Bill."

"Are you being ordered to kill me or capture me?"

"Everything." He said.

"Where do you live?"

He didn't answer me, but when I was about to continue pressing, someone finally appeared at the entrance of the alley. The guy who heard the movement wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, but my dagger was against the intestine under his lower abdomen, and I also gave him a knife to dig deeper.

His screams told me it was probably injured.

The alley behind me was also blocked, and in the face of the oncoming few people, I felt that it would be difficult for me to die well today, whether it was me or those guys opposite.

If I had fought like this, I might not have been able to make a profit in this place, and not to mention whether I could stab me to death, I would have been stabbed twice by them. Let's run......

Thinking of this, I looked up at the room, and the figure squatting on the room caught my eye.