Chapter 371 - 368 The True Return of the Assassin's Creed
"I've got two painters, so Cybertron don't move."
"Why are you looking for a painter? Didn't you find a painter before? Just let them watch from a distance, right?"
"No, this time it's different. You're too lazy to send you, and this time I'm going to give you portraits and statues, but I spent a lot of effort and a lot of money to borrow them from the King of Arrow, so please be a good boy, don't be like ADHD. A bit of an adult."
"Who!Who said I was a child?!Who said I was ADHD!?"
Alice Phil found two court painters for Cybertron, maybe a foreign monk could recite scriptures, or maybe the cultural power recognized by the whole world is Fa Lanxi, so the European countries have always been proud to be able to hire court painters from the country of Ename.
Unexpectedly, Alice Phil is not exempt from vulgarity.
The husband and wife argued with each other for a while, and finally Cybertron had to bow his head in recognition of the other's opinion.
"So, change into the clothes I prepared for you."
"No, this is the only one that doesn't work, men in this era are too (silenced) to wear. He didn't even hold back his foul language, Cybertron shook his head directly: "I want to wear the one that only wears my own, which fits a little bit."
"But...... Isn't that the kind of formal wear?"
"The new dynasty has a new atmosphere, and this dynasty will take me as a formal attire. "Cybertron doesn't intend to dress like a clown, it's hard to imagine a medieval [formal suit]. It's better to wear a suit, of course, the teacher said, Cybertron is wearing a ...... He made himself a T-shirt, how casual, how casual. At first glance, I thought it was a primitive tribal costume
"Hmm...... Well, a suit is a suit, and it looks quite handsome. Alice Phil finally agreed: "However, according to court etiquette, you have to wear a suit of armor and paint again." β
"That's exhausting. Cybertron snorted and said, "Isn't there anyone who can sketch?"
"Painters who are good at it are good, they are more reliable, and it would be interesting if the painting suddenly became useless. β
Before the new court was about to be built, it was natural that everything was in ruins.
Cybertron looked at two people, one very young, the other with a beard.
"Hmm...... Have you confirmed the identities of these two people?" Cybertron changed into a suit and sat down, and the two painters were stupid at that time, they heard that they painted court paintings, but they had never seen them dressed in the court?
"It's been confirmed a long time ago, I'm really scared, right?" Alice Field's words have a deep meaning, it seems that someone was assassinated a while ago, and she was also very unhappy in her heart, but she didn't elaborate: "All the people who entered the palace have been thoroughly investigated, you can rest assured." β
"Hmm...... All right. "Cybertron is a little stunned when he looks at the bearded man now, and there is no way to do this. After so many years of debut, there is a number one on the rivers and lakes, and the demon king has also cut and killed insects, and the battle of quicksand in the heart of the insect swarm is also very intense. But I didn't expect it to be so intense...... The course of treatment.
It's just unforgettable in the physical sense.
It has been so many years since his debut (although it has only been two years, but considering that the strongest Wu Xlan in history has only debuted for two years...... With such a big heel, Cybertron certainly hated a group of Assassins.
He hated the Assassins, and the Assassins hated him. After all, everything in this world is relative.
Cybertron's hatred is simple: Why are you killing me?
The hatred of the Assassins is simple: why don't you be killed by us?
The grass has the truth of the grass, and the sheep has the truth of the sheep
With a short knife in his hand, as the deputy commander of this assassination, Edmont successfully ascended to the throne because the commander-in-chief who was originally on the mission died.
As a true Star-Moon Cultist, every adult male is required to wear a beard that is not in any way. Of course, in view of the fact that the virtues of the last saints have long since been swept away by the overthrow of power, this dogma is no longer applicable in some minor sects.
The Assasin sect is like that.
The Assasin sect has always believed only in money, regardless of faith. Of course, except in the period of jihad, murder is done regardless of the employer. Considering that they often had to enter and leave the territory of the Holy Light Cult, the Assassins certainly could not reveal their identities in the same way as S|B. Their beards have long been shaved clean, or they just have a little stubble.
However, the Assasin Assassins had a good habit: they would have their own little hobby everywhere they went: to record the local customs, of course, they were not scholars, and they were only convenient for later followers to assassinate again.
England is a good place, people are stupid and have a lot of money. It's just that it's too far away from his base, one in the easternmost part of the known world, and the other in the westernmost part of the known world.
"These unclean bitches who eat non-ruminant meat don't know how to obey men!"
The door opened, and Edmont frowned. Because the man who entered the door was cursing in his native language.
"Amon, either give me a lingua franca or shut my mouth. Edmont narrowed his eyes, withdrew the short knife in his hand, and said with a grim gaze, "Where did you just go?"
"Nothing, go shopping in the streets. "There was not much respect for Γmont, and the man known as Amon was only about thirty years old. The eyes are slightly small, the head is bald, and the height is a little short, and the mouth is not very respectful, but it still cuts back to the lingua franca: "But it's boring." β
"No one is allowed to go out without my order, what are you doing here? Listen to the tone, you killed someone who shouldn't have been killed?"
"A bunch of unclean bitches, what's it to play around. β
"You are the Phidain of Assasin! It is because they are unclean that you must not touch them!
β...... Tsk, who makes these women unclean, they don't even know the most basic obedience?"
The conversation between the two ended on doctrinal arguments, and Amon gave up, but he was still unconvinced. Edmont, the newly appointed commander, also sighed, missing the first assassination, and it was even more difficult to hit the first assassination.
But it is also true that in China, women can position themselves more clearly. Unlike here, even a woman dares to succeed to the position of the head of the country. So these heresies really need to be eliminated completely, the moderate sects are simply sick, and the cowardly caliphs are the only reason for the failure of the holy war.
"If we kill, we will enter the kingdom of heaven, and you must know that this is what the Imam promised!"
"Then you should practice your way into heaven more, and don't always keep your eyes on women, now that you're back. Then the first assassination failed, we must recognize the situation. Edmont saw that the other Assassins either didn't say a word or ignored him at all. He didn't get angry, he just continued to say what he had to say, because he knew that everyone present was listening.
"Cybertron, the target of our assassination, is indeed a figure similar to the legend. It was previously thought that it was impossible for the infidels to save the world, although it was. But...... This heretic was indeed a good warrior. Killing the four of us, a head-to-head duel is no longer possible, and ordinary dark arrows will not achieve the goal. Then ......," said Edmont, with his thumb down, "the ordinary method has been discussed many times, and it seems that it is unlikely, so the last method can only be used." β
Γmonte's eyes swept around, and everyone was silent.
"Who wants to be a sacrifice for this?"
The meaning of the sacrifice is simple.
Assasin has a little secret, but of course it can't be called a secret story. This trick is rare, but ...... Cybertron has seen it.
Even if I've seen it, I still can't prevent it.
That is to kill an Assassin and use his head to get closer to the assassinated target. Jing Ke used this method to assassinate the King of Qin, but ...... Obviously, the question is, does such an old-fashioned approach really work?
Of course it works.
Fifty percent of the four great Assassins in ancient China used this method of using one thing to get closer to someone else to achieve the purpose of assassination. One is called Jing Ke, as everyone already knows, and the other is called Zhuanzhu. The main thing about assassination is what is this thing first? You are faster, others are faster than you, you know how to assassinate others, and you know how to take precautions. In fact, "first" is a relative concept, and the real "first" is actually "surprise".
The stratagem doesn't matter how old it is, as long as it works.
There were seven other Assassins in the room, six in addition to the one who spoke.
Edmont sighed inwardly when she saw that no one had spoken. As a matter of common sense, the person who gives the opinion waits for the reaction of the others, and if no one is willing to die. Then, it's time for the person who is giving the opinion to draw his sword and kill himself.
It's hard to imagine what exactly these schizophrenic religious fanatics are thinking.
"Give me the Hasasin medicine, I'll come!" However, it was Amon who had just opposed Edmont who stood up, and his tone contained boundless fanaticism, but at this time he seemed to be extremely calm: "I am the first to step into the kingdom of heaven!
It is hard to imagine that a man who hides in the shadows can be so fearless of death, that he can kill under the teachings of a fanatical creed, and of course he can be killed with pleasure.
Unfortunately, life is not the same at all. These people who thought they were going to get the best things in the world were on the road of no return, but the pagan warriors they were the target of their assassination were enjoying the truly good things in this world.