The restless flames collided violently under a starry sky, blooming more and more dazzling sparks, and puffs of smoke rose into the sky like towers rising suddenly, appearing one after another in the streets under the hills of Marcherus, and in the distance you could even see the ghostly figures hidden in the billowing smoke and dust, taking advantage of the night, almost one after another.

Just as everyone was stunned by this astonishing scene, it seemed that the mob had come out of nowhere and had taken aim at the official residence of the Lord Keeper of the Seals—when the explosion resounded in the sky, the left wall of the mansion was still shattered, and only the chaotic shouts could be heard under the night sky.

The alarm bell rang in the quiet mansion a moment ago, and everywhere there were shaking fires and chaotic footsteps, shouts and screams mixed with the sound of explosions, and the fire that could not be stopped poured directly through the gap, as if it were two lines of fire split in two, and the choking smoke and dust made the already dark midnight even more difficult to distinguish.

The guards who immediately noticed that something was wrong immediately rushed in the direction where the explosion came from after ringing the alarm bell, and the two guards who rushed to the front had just stood firm, and as soon as they lowered their heads in vigilance, they saw that a whole barrel of ignition agent had been ignited under their feet!

"Boom-!!!"

The terrible screams were mixed with the gruesome sound of the bones splitting apart, and the viscous flesh and blood were torn apart in an instant in the burst of firelight, leaving only a puddle of rotten flesh and broken bones on the ground that it was difficult to distinguish even the real appearance, and the spurted blood left a huge and strange pattern on the ground.

The whole team of guards was swept into the air like rabbits fleeing in all directions, and they fell to the ground in blood red!

"Beware of the Assassins—!" a guard coughed in the smoke and held on to his shield. He shouted as he got up from the ground. The tomahawk at his waist had already fallen into his hands. Vigilantly squinting his eyes and searching around for the trail of the lurking enemy: "Retreat, retreat, scatter the formation!"

The sound of smoke often penetrates far away, but the obstruction of sight makes it extremely difficult to carry out all orders, and the guards can only dodge the possible ignition agent as much as possible, and retreat in fear.

Even though he couldn't even see where his brothers were, he kept screaming loudly and holding his shield in front of him. Cautiously poking his eyes out of the shield, he didn't expect that this was the last time he saw the world......

"Poof!" The pitch-black arrow dragged the cold light and shadow, hitting the center of the guard's eyebrows, and fell directly to the ground. There was no one who had time to scream and call for help...... In just the next moment, countless arrows fell on the guards shrouded in billowing smoke like autumn leaves that had suddenly fallen, and they had just gotten up from the pool of blood, and they didn't even have room to resist.

Many of the original battle-hardened warriors were torn flesh and blood. He lost his life like a rag. Even the few guards who had time to resist were quickly wiped by the figures in the smoke again. Quietly lost the last shred of life.

They survived the treacherous battlefields of the Vast Lands, but they had never really experienced the streets and alleys of being attacked by the Assassins, and they had no way to survive except by their elite instincts, and they died one after another, and no one heard their screams even in their final struggles.

Not even a quarter of an hour, when the smoke cleared, all that was left was a pool of blood and a few lifeless corpses, sparks remaining in the messy rubble.

Slowly putting away the Hidden Blade that was still dripping blood, Ludwig still had a strange smile on his face as he came out of the cloud of smoke, and he could even see the madness of this brotherhood killer in his deep pupils, especially when he saw the corpses lying on the ground.

How long has it been, and has it not been so crazy? It seems that since Pipe Town, after the tragic death of the leader of Cortez, it has never passed, right?Ludwig's mind couldn't help but start thinking about it, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up and couldn't help but grin at the white of the forest hidden underneath, as if he was still savoring the bloodshot that had just accidentally dripped on his lips.

Raid the streets, blow up the official residence of the Lord Keeper of the Seals, assassinate ...... Experiences of the past that were crazy, murderous, and full of exciting power came to his mind one after another.

Ludwig Dorian knew very well, if not better, that he was a dagger, a bloodthirsty dagger, whose only goal was to serve a master who could hold himself tightly in the palm of his hand, to serve him, and to kill all the people he wanted to kill for him.

Cortez knew exactly what kind of guy he was, which is why he chose to take advantage of himself, but compared to Edward...... No, no, Cortez's kind of goods, the kind of goods that are so pitiful that they only want revenge, are simply dwarfed!

For this night, Ludwig gathered all the guys of the entire Blood Banner Brotherhood who had licked blood from the knife - all of them were like him, all of them had no second ability but to kill, and they were also eager for this opportunity, the opportunity to prove their abilities on this night.

"Glorious Cross, what have we done?!" A voice that trembled from beginning to end made Ludwig frown a little, and Tao Ge, who was already almost frightened, squatted at his feet, holding his head as if he was about to cry: "Attack the Keeper of the Seal's mansion, kill the guards - if we are caught, we will all be hanged!"

"If they can catch us. Ludwig snorted coldly: "And that's impossible, they definitely don't have that chance!"

"But there is such a big commotion, there will definitely be hundreds of garrison soldiers rushing towards this side, we are about to be surrounded, we are all dead, there is no way to live......

Before he could finish speaking, Ludwig's icy gaze made him take all the rest of his words back, still crouching in his place, trembling as if the end of the world was about to come.

Will the garrison come? The answer is yes. But that was definitely not now, as Commander Grimm Turn, was still busy purging his men of the ghosts, and a smug smile tugged at the corner of Ludwig's mouth, as if he had seen Edward Witwood standing in the shadows, with a calm smile when everything was in place - the whole city of Turin was just a huge chessboard and a game full of puzzles for him.

Because of His Majesty's order, all the royal palace guards and members of the Knights of the Sacred Tree have also returned to their respective residences, and will never be here. The only garrison corps that should appear is in the process of being reorganized, and Green Turn's will never dare to send his soldiers out easily until he has made sure that the morale of the army is stable, so tonight, it is a godsend!

"We started to retreat, and all the ignition we saved was ignited and detonated, and we caused them a little more trouble. With a long sigh of relief, Ludwig waved his hand at the Brotherhood Assassins behind him, and everyone behind him immediately understood and began to prepare around him.

Their mission was to attract as much attention as possible to the guards of the mansion, to buy Edward time to find the little Prince Renault and bring him out without him knowing—a very risky plan, at least in Ludwig's opinion, that even killing the Assassin named Orvina would be safer than this plan.

The more dangerous it is, the more it contains huge benefits, and even a lot of unexpected things...... Edward Witwood must have sensed something, and that's why he agreed to Miss Orwina's rude request. (To be continued......)