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Chapter 55 Codename 'Poison Blade'

Goldshire, afternoon.

A very ordinary-looking middle-aged man wearing a black tunic stepped into the noisy tavern of Nongmei's house.

At this time, the number of people in the tavern has gradually increased. Many mercenaries, craftsmen from all walks of life, idlers and even security guards who have just got off work will come to have a drink and relax from the hard work of the next day.

The middle-aged man in black quietly ordered a glass of the most common rye beer and took a sip.

What is not easy to notice is that his ears are moving slightly, as if he is carefully distinguishing whether the bragging and chatting of the guests in the bar contain the information he needs.

Nicknamed "Poison Blade", he is a killer raised by the Wilderness Brotherhood. He mainly helps the organization deal with some shady people and things.

This time, he received an order from above. It is said that a big shot from above asked him to kill a young man, and asked him to disguise it as an accident.

As soon as 'Poison Blade' received the mission, it made a detailed analysis of the mission objectives based on the data.

'Ren, between the ages of 14 and 16, is the son of a farmer in Goldshire. He is currently training as a servant at the Habsburg Manor. His combat effectiveness rating is: Militia+. '

When he saw the information in front of him for the first time, 'Poison Blade' did not show any surprise.

Because big people have unique hobbies.

He had done other dirty jobs before, and the targets were even stranger than this, such as the personal maid of a certain viscount, the bodyguard of a certain baroness, and even a newborn baby born in a certain noble family, etc.

Soon, the 'Poison Blade' who listened carefully got the information he needed in the noisy bar.

"What a tragedy! The only son of the Irvine family died during the servant training at the Habsburg Manor, and was actually eaten alive by a jackal." A horse-faced man dressed as a mercenary said.

"Really or not? Isn't the Habsburg Manor always guarded? If a place like that is not safe, wouldn't Goldsmith Town be even more unsafe?" The strong man drinking opposite looked unbelieving.

"Ha! Don't you believe it! The son of the owner of our current Oak Tavern is training as a servant together with the son of the Irvine family. When the boy came back yesterday, he was completely shocked!"

"However, it is said that he was the first person to call for help at that time!"

"Here! That's the young man sitting over there." The horse-faced mercenary raised his head and gestured.

The strong man immediately turned his head and looked around, nodding immediately and no longer having any doubts. The young man sitting over there was indeed the son of the owner of the Oak Tavern. He seemed to be named Richard, and he had met him several times.

"Looking at it this way, this thing should be true."

"So the servant training has been stopped now?"

"Of course, the boy servant training has been put on hold since that incident." The horse-faced mercenary drank half a glass of rye wine and burped with satisfaction!
  The Poison Blade soon learned that the boy servant training that the target had participated in had been suspended.

"In this case, my original plan of secretly sneaking into the Habsburg Manor does not need to be implemented."

"The most difficult part of the task was actually avoided."

This made 'Poison Blade' have a smile on his face.

The difficulty of the missions has been further reduced, which is of course a good thing.

Now, he just needs to wait and kill the target on its way home.

The militia level is slightly stronger, haha.

at the same time.

Goldsmith Town Hall, inside Hamilton's office.

Willen and Lane were sitting at Hamilton's desk, reporting on their trip.

"So the number of murlocs this time is much higher than expected?" Hamilton frowned slightly, then relaxed it the next second.

"There were flaws in the investigation report, but you still completed the task well. Yes, really good!" Hamilton looked at Willen and Lane with approval. It seemed like a good idea to arrange the two of them together.

Renn's strength has grown extremely fast and he can chew through "hard bones", but he suffers from his lack of experience.

Willen is experienced and tactful, but his strength is average. When he encounters a stronger enemy, he is helpless.

The two complement each other perfectly.

At this time, Willen glanced at Renn, and continued to report to Hamilton with a solemn expression:

"Sir, after we eliminated that small tribe of evil-finned fishmen, we also discovered the footprints of ogres nearby."

"What? Did you find traces of ogres? How many?" Hamilton couldn't help being shocked. He supported the mahogany desk with both hands and immediately stood up and asked.

"Yes, Lord Hamilton. We found huge footprints left by an ogre near the fishman camp. After preliminary inspection, we found that they should belong to the same ogre."

"In other words, we can confirm the existence of an ogre."

"But as to whether there are other ogres, we don't know."

Perhaps because he was worried that he would mislead his superiors in their judgment, Captain Willen used very strict words when talking about this matter.

"Very well, you are right to be cautious. The ogre is not something you can deal with." After hearing this, Hamilton had regained his composure and sat down slowly again.

"It seems that we have to report this matter to the county."

"My injury has not healed yet. It would be terrible if there was an ogre attack like the one in Albero Town."

Hamilton thought for a moment, picked up the quill beside him, and started writing on a piece of white paper. After he finished writing, he sealed it in an envelope.

Hamilton took out a red particle the size of a fingernail from the drawer, placed it on the seal of the envelope, and pressed it hard with his left fist!

When Hamilton raised his hand, the red particles had been flattened, and a pattern of a night watchman on horseback holding a torch appeared on the flat paint.

Only then did Lane discover that the ring on the middle finger of Hamilton's left hand was a signet ring, a signet ring. The top of the ring was a small disk, and the surface of the disk was engraved with a special pattern or text representing the owner.

After doing all this, Hamilton shook an exquisite copper bell on his desk.

"Jingle Bell!"

A young man dressed as a guard came in, bowed slightly and said, "Sir Hamilton, what are your orders?"

"Hardison, you go to the county seat immediately and give this letter to the Sheriff of the county, His Excellency Viscount Hamadi. Don't delay this matter, go now!" Hamilton said solemnly.

"Yes, Lord Hamilton." The guard named Hardison saluted and quickly exited the office.

"Willen, let me know. In the past few days, the night watchmen will increase the frequency of patrols at night. Well, I will ask the guards to participate."

"Yes, Lord Hamilton." Willen immediately stood up and left, going to make arrangements.

Now there are only two people in the office, Lane and Hamilton.

Along the way, Captain Willen was not very clear when he talked about the ogres. At this time, Ren planned to ask more clearly: "Sir, with your strength, are you also so worried about the ogres?"

Hamilton nodded with a serious face and said:
  "These evil and violent humanoid creatures are generally three meters tall and weigh seven to eight hundred pounds when they reach adulthood. They are good at using heavy weapons such as giant wooden clubs and mallets. It is difficult for a formal knight to resist the opponent's attack head-on when encountering them. "

'Three meters' seven or eight hundred pounds? '

When he heard these words, Ren was shocked. He knew very well what these data meant.

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