By steam train, it took Tris a day to reach Beckland, the capital of Mando, known as the "Land of Hope".

After exiting the steam train station in the Beckland Bridge area, Tris carried a small package and was stunned by the crowd.

The difference between Beckland and Tingen is huge!

It was only about half past six, but it was already completely dark, and even the gas street lamps on the side of the road were already on.

And the smog in the air, the large number of people coming and going......

After finding a cheap café for dinner, Tris followed the experience and feeling and wandered down the street, and soon found a remote alley.

He soon found something familiar on the wall at the entrance of the alley—

A "billboard" hanging on the wall.

In fact, it is just a small plank, threaded with a thin hemp rope at both ends, and hung on a stick inserted into the gap in the wall.

On the wooden board, someone writes and draws with charcoal - such as "↑囗,3,☆." ", marking some simple information.

Although there is a slight difference in style from Tingen, Triss recognises its meaning.

"Rent a bed for 3p a night."

"Rent an upper bunk for 2p a night."

……

Familiar rules can be useful in an unfamiliar location, which makes Tris feel a lot more at ease.

He walked into the alley, found the staircase marked "☆", and walked up.

Soon, he saw the same "☆" on one of the doors on the 3rd floor.

Knocking on the door, and after a few brief words with the middle-aged lady who opened the door, Tris handed her three copper pennies and got a free bed for tonight.

Leaving the familiar environment, this night, he was not comfortable.

The next day, Triss went out early, following the direction of the previous night's inquiry, to White Rum Street, a neighboring block, to rent an apartment with the Working Class Housing Improvement Association.

In the end, he settled in the red brick lane of the Eastern District and rented a small one-bedroom apartment.

Actually, he didn't lack money after working for a few days in Tingen, he just didn't like big rooms.

After getting acquainted with his surroundings a little, after lunch, he took a horse-drawn carriage to the Jowood district.

18 Movas Street, Ketra Lawyers.

After the code, the brown-haired lady ushered Tris into the office of the intermediate solicitor, Figoro Foster.

"I haven't seen you?"

Figoro Foster, dressed in a tuxedo suit, got up from his seat and looked Tris in normal clothes up and down with dark blue eyes.

Looking at Tris's round face and soft facial features, Figoro's heart moved, and an intimate smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that Tris was standing in the doorway without moving or making a sound, he took the initiative to take a few steps forward and led Tris to the sofa and sat down.

"A lady must have introduced you, right?"

With a surging smile on his face, Figoro confirmed his guess when he saw the micro-expression on Tris's face, and continued:

"Reacquainted, my name is Figoro, Sequence 8 'Instigator', and I'm here to assign missions."

When Tris heard the key word "Sequence 8 'Instigator'", he finally opened up his mind a little, nodded and replied:

"It was a lady who asked me to come to you, well, my name is Tris."

"She said, I can get a chance to advance to Sequence 8 from you."

At this point, he paused, and then asked, "Is Sequence 8 the corresponding to 'Assassin' 'Instigator'?" ”

The question sent a hint of confusion to Figoro's smile.

What's the situation...... The ladies who can make people promote "assassins" can continue to promote people to "instigators"? What is the introduction to me?

Figoro thought for a moment, but did not answer in the affirmative.

But he could see that Triss had a good foundation, especially this kind of shy personality, which was rare in their industry.

He calculated that if it went all well, in about two months, this Tris would be able to change.

"Tris, you probably didn't figure it out." Inevitably touching the newcomer who seemed to be sensitive, Figoro carefully worded, "As I said before, I'm here to assign tasks. ”

"To be precise, this is the place where newcomers get the chance to be promoted to 'Assassin'."

"Generally speaking, the subsequent promotion of the 'Assassin' will continue to be the responsibility of the lady who guided you to the promotion of the 'Assassin', and it has nothing to do with me."

He tried to show a gentle smile, looked at Tris's round face, and continued:

"Your situation is a bit special, can you tell me what that lady said when she introduced you here?"

"I've got to figure it out before I can figure it out and help you."

Tris was very reluctant to talk about himself to strangers, but when it came to promotion, he could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart, thought about it, and reluctantly said a rough idea:

"That lady burned the hair and blood I turned in earlier, and then asked me to come here to you."

Figoro nodded, which was somewhat in line with his expectations-

It seems that this cutie may have inadvertently annoyed his superior lady and was abandoned as a result.

That's good!

That's how he has a chance to experience something new.

The smile on Figoro's face widened.

He pulled out a stack of contracts and placed them on the coffee table, pushing them to Tris, explaining the purpose of his "mission hall".

"Tris, I suggest you take on a task of the right difficulty, preferably nicely, to regain the approval of a lady and thus get a chance to advance to Sequence 8."

He patted Triss on the shoulder, which was somewhat emaciated, very familiarly, and continued:

"As long as you show your ability, I will help you say some good things and win the approval of a certain lady, it is not a difficult thing."

"I've seen an excellent newcomer before, and when I was still an ordinary person, I was favored by a certain lady in advance...... He also completed his mission perfectly, and was directly qualified to be promoted to 'Assassin'. ”

"What's more, you've already become an 'assassin' yourself, and you can save a contribution from the lady who took over, and I'm sure you'll be able to advance to Sequence 8 soon."

Tris frowned, twisted his shoulders, pushed Figoro's palm back, and asked:

"You are so zealous, how many pounds do you want?"

"No, no, no, talking about money hurts feelings." Figoro withdrew his palm from Tris's shoulder, placed it in front of him and shook it repeatedly.

"I just hope you can remember the favor I helped, and if I have any requests in the future, I hope you can try to agree to help me for the sake of this favor."

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As if seeing the resistance in Tris's eyes, Figoro finally added, "Don't worry, this is just a verbal agreement, and there is no coercive force." ”

"It's better to be like this."

Triss replied coldly, picked up the stack of contracts from his desk, and read them with difficulty by relying on the rudimentary rune he had learned from the church's free school.

"Do you want me to recommend it? Guaranteed to be the most suitable task for your current situation! ”

Figoro stuck his head out from the side.