In the Middle Ages, the countries of the human race arose together, the north and south of the continent, and the forces of various forces were mixed and intertwined, and the conquests were endless.

It was the process of the rising human beings gradually mastering the entire world, and it was also the process of the continent moving from dispersion to unity again after the collapse of the Elven Empire. In this special period, the majestic princes and monarchs swept the three armies, the wise strategists strategized thousands of miles, the magicians standing in the towers looked down on the world, and the abilities of outstanding people were pushed to the extreme, and these famous heroes and legends could even reverse the general trend of the world with one hand.

In order to reduce the enormous influence caused by these illustrious figures, a special profession called "Assassin" gradually surfaced and moved from behind the scenes to the forefront. Some of the weaker princes began to do their best to select warriors with outstanding potential, and taught them all kinds of stealth and assassination techniques. These warriors, who mastered all kinds of subtle assassination methods, were called "assassins", and they are the real origin of the profession of "killers" today.

In the chaotic situation at that time, these "assassins" were like a sharp blade hidden in the dark night, focusing on the enemy's powerful military and political figures as their main targets, lurking for a long time, seeking the opportunity to kill with one blow, and the tragic even did not hesitate to fight for their lives, exchanging the lives of the "abandoned sons" who would die for the lives of the opponent's key targets. All of a sudden, the countries were panicked, and everyone talked about it.

In the process, the targets of the Assassins developed from the relatively weak civil servants and strategists to the generals and commanders, and even the lords of the countries and the slightest negligent mages became regulars on their hunting lists, and this mutual assassination operation also developed in full swing. All the major forces began to train their own assassin troops, and the technique of assassination gradually developed to a peak under such a vigorous push.

According to some rough estimates of unknown origin, it was at the height of the assassination activity. The number of Assassins raised by the major forces even reached 30,000. In the "Proverbs of Troubled Times", it is also recorded that the children of the refugees who were taken captive by various countries were raised to become dead soldiers, and the prevalence of this trend can also be seen from this.

After the unification of the mainland, the lords of the princes, who were once very good at using this assassination method, ascended the throne and became emperors. His first order was to stop the cultivation and training of Assassins throughout the Empire. The spread of assassination techniques is even strictly forbidden. Or maybe only those who had come from that terrible period, and who had used the Assassins themselves, knew the real horror of this profession. However, it is the fear of his own safety and the need to consolidate his dominance that is the real reason for his order.

Regardless, the empire finally settled down, and the Assassins gradually disappeared from the human base. But without the support of the state, these warriors only know how to kill. It has become very difficult to even feed yourself. Forced to make a living, they began to take on some secret tasks issued by high-ranking officials and magnates, and carried out some actions such as eliminating competitors.

When the world is chaotic, assassins run rampant. By the time the world was at peace, the Assassins had completed their transformation into killers.

Since then, in the dark shadows, a new class system has slowly been built and developed, and special martial arts have been handed down from the Middle Ages. or completely separated over a long period of time, or inherited by word of mouth. Become the most terrifying and deadliest blade in the hands of these dark warriors.

From an "assassin" who serves his country to a "killer" who serves his own interests, this transformation is irreversible once it happens. In the "dark millennium" after the collapse of the Magic Empire, the "Assassin" also had a brief period of recovery, but it could not change the fact that "killers" had become mainstream.

Wait until the Church of Light rises. The north and south of the continent have faced each other for thousands of years, and the killers have even set up guilds of their own camp in the Torm Federation to safeguard their interests and formulate rules. Nowadays, there are an endless number of killer organizations that take on tasks through a variety of channels. Killers earn a payout, provide for their families, or indulge in sex by completing missions. The two parties to the contract pay the money in one hand and deliver the goods in the other hand, just like any kind of commercial transaction, the only difference is that the goods traded are one or several lives.

Of course, there is a difference between high and low in every profession, and among the killers are low-end professionals who can help you stab your rival a few times with a few silver coins, as well as legendary people with excellent skills and reputation.

For example, "Ice Blade", Dalgnan.

He was a high-ranking killer known in the Torm Federation, and countless souls were killed under his hands, including wealthy merchants and well-known powerful warriors. He is said to be a textbook all-around killer due to his stoic personality, his mastery of martial arts, and his mastery of almost all means of assassination. According to some vague rumors, he can even use some of the power of magic, and under the combination of magic and martial arts, he can even pose a deadly enough threat to the upper professionals.

Of course, it would also take a huge amount of money to use a top-level killer of this level. But now that he's here, it proves that someone has already paid the chips that make him excited.

This is a small city in the southern part of the Duchy of Anlan, and because it is in the transit position on the way to the Green River Valley Post Road, it is not a large city, but it is also quite busy.

Approaching such a crowded city, Dargnan had always been accustomed to leaving the wagons outside the city and entering the city on foot. On the other hand, according to his experience, such cities are often heavily congested, and horse-drawn carriages can sometimes be difficult to walk, but they can shuttle through them with their own methods.

However, he really didn't expect that the roads would become so congested from the city gate. The checkpoints set up by the local garrison to check the pedestrians, vehicles and horses passing by one by one greatly delayed the speed of the crowd. The carriage lined up in front of him, I don't know what was loaded in the road, and the soldiers at the checkpoint even had to enter it to inspect it.

Even the "Ice Orchid Blade", which has always been known for his patience and forbearance, couldn't help frowning slightly at this time, he still has a very important commission to be completed, and in the past few days, the organization has sent him an urgent secret letter, asking him to rush to the Green River Valley as soon as possible.

These guys just want to squeeze their own value as much as possible. When he still has a commission to complete, he has already impatiently arranged the next task.

"What's in there?" At this moment, his ears moved slightly, and he heard the sentry soldier who had stopped the carriage in front of him asking the mercenary who had come out of the carriage.

"A friend of ours has been caught in a cold on the road and is still unconscious," replied the mercenary, in a very polite tone, "and he is now recuperating in the carriage, and I ask you to be gentle." ”

He casually took the road guide he handed over, and the soldier's face was slightly stunned. Without a trace, he put the other things handed over by the mercenary into his sleeve, and then walked lightly into the carriage and went in to check.

Dargnan sneered secretly in his heart, with his sharpness of vision, of course he could see clearly what the mercenary handed over, and what was besides Lu Yin. However, after so many years of traveling south and north, he has long been used to it, and when he turned his head to look at the sky, he glanced at the carriage blocking the road in front of him with a little impatience, but he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Originally, he didn't pay attention, but now he looked carefully, only to find that the boards on this carriage are the best beech wood in the south, this kind of wood is light and solid, and it will faintly exude the unique fragrance of logs, and generally only dignitaries and dignitaries from various countries have enough financial resources and leisure to use. But now, this carriage of exquisite materials seems to have gone through a long journey, and everywhere it is stained with dust and mud, and it looks very shabby, and it is obvious that the owner does not care about it.

Dargnon shook his head, his gaze fixed on the wall of the carriage, where the original emblem had been removed, leaving only an ugly scar.

This carriage can't be stolen by them, right?" Dargnon guessed, subconsciously looking ahead. The closest to him was an ordinary-looking mercenary warrior, but he could feel that the other party's body was very weak, and his strength was obviously not much stronger. On the other side of the carriage, a guy dressed as a ranger could be vaguely seen, and his gaze had just fixed on him, when the other party suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, as if intentionally or unintentionally.

Dargnan hurriedly turned his gaze, secretly surprised in his heart, this ranger is so vigilant, is he still a hidden master?

"Alright, no problem, you guys go into the city. At this point, the soldier routinely glanced at the carriage, jumped down again, and waved it away.

d'Artagnan lowered his head and didn't look further, and could hear the soldier and the mercenary still talking, but—

His heart moved again, and there seemed to be no sound of breathing in the carriage? Didn't the mercenary say that there was an unconscious patient in it? Why couldn't he hear any breathing?

This carriage is really full of suspicions from the inside out. However, the vigilant gaze of the half-elf flashed in front of him, and Dargnan still shook his head, he now had an important commission on his side, and he couldn't afford to provoke such a master.

Seeing that the mercenary had no intention of giving way, he stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Brother, borrowed."

Now, he just wanted to lead the city first, rest early and rush to the Green River Valley to complete that rewarding task.

The mercenary hurriedly turned sideways, and Dargnan walked by, and suddenly heard the ranger's whispered greeting,

"Allegri, let's go, get in the car. ”

Dargnan paused, then walked briskly towards the sentry post as if nothing had happened, and after a routine check, he disappeared into the endless stream of people. (To be continued......)

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