The night is dark and the wind is high, and the night kills people. The scene of that night fits the description of this sentence quite well.

At this time, the weather was indeed dark and the wind was very high, and it was quite difficult for others, especially the living, to go in and kill people at night. But I'm different.

I know the climate of this place, when it is windy and when it snows. How much wind it blows, how much snow falls.

This time, we have to go in and kill people, and we encounter a lot of obstacles, the first of which is that we can enter it first, so if we want to block their vision, the wind and snow are naturally the best way, and the bigger the better.

After climbing the city wall, we slipped down cautiously, although it was permissible to have one or two people missing in this kind of weather, and we had to try to avoid any trouble that might not be caused.

The map provided by the Alliance is deeply imprinted in my mind, but even without the map they provided, I am not blind, let alone stupid, I can tell which is the main building, and which is most likely where their commander lives.

Ha! You're talking nonsense! You don't have to fight with me.

Although the possibility you mentioned may exist, it will not be the case in most cases, and the commander-in-chief must live in a much better place than ordinary generals and soldiers.

The first is privacy, which is not only their personal lives, but also intelligence. And they also need a posture, a majesty, a sense of distance. There is almost no commander willing to live under the same roof with his soldiers.

The main building is a castle, but the entrance to the front of the castle is a cathedral, and the church is connected to the castle behind. We didn't choose to enter through the main entrance, and of course we couldn't, because the gate was closed, and there must have been many guards inside. So we chose to climb up from the exterior wall to the roof or a suitable place to dive inside.

I'm familiar with this matter, it's not a difficult task at all, and the six of them are quite good. But my plan was to split up four men to set the fire, and I would sneak into the castle with two men to carry out the assassination.

It's not just about creating chaos, it's also about signaling to people outside that we're in and they can stop.

The best place to set the fire was in the stables and the barn, and I don't know how those four men did it, I just cared that the fire could burn down when we climbed up the castle.

But these four guys not only completed the task ahead of schedule, but also exceeded the task. They set the stables on fire, and the horses that came out of the stables ignited more things.

The guards standing guard noticed the fire, and then the whole fortress woke up, and by this time the wind and snow gradually subsided and slowly subsided, but the bad situation was that the fire burned endlessly by the wind. At this time, we had already taken advantage of the chaos to sneak into the castle from the rooftop.

The fire caused a long period of chaos, which left us in hiding for a long time, and when the movement outside gradually became smaller, I guess the fire outside should be extinguished. And the people who toss this time will not be able to sleep for a while, but I have to say that they will subconsciously weaken and become accustomed to the movement and sound outside the door.

It is not difficult to find General Abydis's dormitory, although there are too many similar rooms in the castle, but generally speaking, the commander's room will not be on the middle floor, but it will not be on the top floor.

The floor where the commander lives is different from the downstairs, that is, it is to keep quiet. A small number of sergeants would be stationed upstairs in the commander's house, and there would be no sergeants on the floor where the commander lived.

I extinguished the torches in the hallway, and the whole floor was plunged into darkness, which honestly made me feel super safe.

They're all good at picking locks, but what I'm going to do as the main person responsible for this operation is to make sure that one hit kills, and nothing goes wrong.

I personally opened what I thought was the room where General Abydis lived. Of course, I was right, and the moment I pushed the door open I knew I was in the right place. The smell in the room was different from other rooms.

The smell is very light, but this smell can only be emitted by girls.

It's a girl, not a woman. The smell of a woman is different from that of a girl, and you can write this down as your experience growing up.

The smell of a woman's body will be stronger than that of a girl, how can a woman not use rouge gouache, and only a delicate young girl will not use so much vulgar powder to hide her old skin.

I know the taste, and I can't pretend to be elegant.

Hmph, this girl is actually not bad-looking. Although she was nearly thirty years old when I killed her, I can assure you that her face was much younger than hers, and that she must still be a virgin.

This is no joke, and I don't mean to insult her. She...... Actually, she is a good girl, but the path she chooses is not suitable for her.

The carpet was so soft that I could feel the unique fragrance of her body with every step I took, and it was carried out by my footsteps from the pile of the carpet.

It was dark in the room, the curtains were drawn, because the wind and snow outside had stopped, and the shouting outside had disappeared, and the room was so quiet that I could hear anything.

I don't need to breathe, even a slight breath is harsh in this environment, my steps are light enough, but when I lift my feet and land, I still make a very slight sound.

It's nothing to ordinary people, they can't hear it, but to me it's a flaw.

And if you wake up from sleep, this level of darkness is acceptable, and you can even see something, although I can't walk like a cat, I have the eyes of a cat.

The furnishings in the room are not very complicated, with fluffy chairs, portraits hanging on the walls, decorations on the tables, and vases.

This is her room.

It was darker in the suite, and the sound of her slight, even breathing came to my ears as I came to that door.

Looking up, the bed was covered by a curtain, and the sound of breathing from inside the curtain told me that she was asleep now, and that she was asleep.

I didn't move to her bed, but stood quietly outside the curtain for a long time.

I've known her for a long time, her father was the first general of the Scarlet Crusade, and their family should have been a noble family before the fall of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

Her father died before me when I saw her again, and she took her father's place as commander of the Scarlet Crusade. After that, she mastered hundreds of thousands of Scarlet Crusaders, as well as most of Lordaeron's land.

In fact, she is now the uncrowned king of the new kingdom of Lordaeron.

It's just that she's going to die soon, and she needs to pay for her willfulness and stubbornness.

Commiseration? No, I don't have pity on her, there is mercy in this world, but it is not needed at this time, because it is all her own choice.

Of course it doesn't...... Hum! Bemoan...... No, there is no pity without mercy. Everyone is responsible for their own choices.

I didn't kill her directly because I remembered something, especially the time I was almost killed by the Scarlet Crusaders.

Gently lifting the curtain, her sleeping face appeared in front of my eyes, she was actually quite cute.

That kind of woman's unique maturity is actually not visible on her face, which means that it is difficult for you to imagine that such a girl is actually the commander of hundreds of thousands of bloody crusaders. That's why I chose the least painful way for her to die.

Of course not painful, I know very well.

No, no, no, I won't tell you how, so I won't teach you this kind of means.

After making sure she never woke up, I checked her desk and cupboard, and found some letters inside her desk, as well as a diary.

The diary......

I turned the first page, and then I turned to the last page.

This diary is not her only diary, and the number of diaries of people who can write diaries may be very large, but this one is obviously not the first, and of course it will not be the last if she continues to live.

The last page wasn't written today, it was a week ago that they had taken action against the Forsaken, and they had caught four Forsaken Spies.

And in the diary it is written that they have begun to send troops to the north, and in the north they ...... And their army!

North, the diary doesn't indicate where this north is, but later we know that they have established a new base at the junction of the Dragonbone Wilderness to the south of the Crystal Song Forest.

This has to say that they are really hard-working and have the courage to do such things. Hmph, this kind of thing is what they can do, and people with no brains can make this choice.

I took her diary and a bunch of letters.

The assassination went so smoothly that the Forsaken whispered on the way back. I could hear that their hearts were full of joy.

I went through her diary and correspondence...... Uh, how do you say that......

Does she deserve to die?

I think I deserve to die, and I don't deserve to die. Damn it, I found out that the girl recorded in her diary was not so evil in her heart, and she still wanted to save the people of Lordaeron and save this broken world. She is a believer in the Light, and she is very religious. But the reason why she should die is also very simple, that is, she is still too simple, she should be bewitched!

Great leaders have a very important characteristic: they are always sober and autonomous. A person who is easily influenced by others will never be a leader, and the leader must choose the right path and stick to his choice unwaveringly, judge accurately and resolutely implement it.

But this girl is obviously not particularly good at these, and there are many people around her, Admiral Barry. Weswin, High Monk Landrey, Archbishop Strait, and many former senators such as the Grand Crusader Sedan. D'Al-Han, Grand Prosecutor Whitemayne, and Grand Prosecutor Ethan Lien, among others.

Except for Whitemane, who was about the same age as her, and both were women, all of them were men, and they were all stubborn and slippery, and she was still too young.

But in these documents I don't just see that, but the most important thing is that I feel that it's called Bally. There is a big problem with the admiral of Westwin, that archbishop Trist is not a believer in the Light at all!

He's a Dark Warlock after all!

Is this still the Scarlet Crusade of the Light back then?