Assassin’s Adventure

"We might be able to head north to Kingston Island and come back after the witches have plundered away..."

At this time, the governor's mansion looked a little deserted, and there were a steady stream of people who usually visited, but now there are few people.

"Governor, none of the invited people are willing to come. Instead, I advise you and Mr. Brees to leave here quickly."

A soldier in charge of the messenger whispered.

"Get out of here? Those **** cowards! If the fort is lost, will they survive?"

It was rare for the Governor to scold him. He had developed the habit of being indifferent to his emotions and anger, but now he may not be able to care about it. Those timid farmers and businessmen don't have the same reason they have to fight to the death. They have always been watching the wind. If the governor wins, they will come back. If the governor is dead, they can always find a way to escape.

A waiter brought a tray and placed a porcelain bowl in front of Bliss: "Sir, this is the tea you want."

Brisbane nodded, and he had no time to taste the tea from the East, and just continued to meditate.

Can Anthony defeat the witch? This idea only appeared in his mind for a moment, the probability of this is too small.

He couldn't make an accurate judgment on the witch, and he had no confidence in the so-called medal. In his opinion, as long as Anthony came back alive and brought back useful information, it was enough.

He is now thinking about another question, which is why there are witches in the royal fortress. Before that, he had not noticed any signs of witch activities for hundreds of years.

According to the experience of the Middle Ages, the vast European continent has a dense population, death and plague are easier to spread, and it is easier to create panic, even if there are crusaders, the vast land is easier to hide.

This made him suddenly think of the news that came only yesterday. The church in Barcelona was attacked by unknown people. It came without warning and was highly targeted. They destroyed Columbus' coffin and left without causing too much personnel and damage. financial loss.

The raid was full of weirdness, so the top Templars convened a meeting, and then notified the various divisions to be more vigilant, and immediately reported the whereabouts of the troop. There must be something important in Columbus' coffin, and the Templars have no information about it.

"What's so attractive about a royal fortress? It's a poor place with nothing but farms and slaves."

Brice muttered to himself, and suddenly thought of something. When he was about to look up, he suddenly saw that the waiter who had just brought in the tea did not leave. The boots on his feet seemed a bit too extravagant for a waiter, and were Rain soaked.

He raised his eyes ignorantly and looked at the waiter's trembling fingertips, which should be the reason for the wounds on his body. If you smell it carefully, you can distinguish the faint smell of blood in the air.

Sure enough, the witch's attack was not simple. It was a premeditated attack that someone manipulated behind the scenes. Brotherhood of Assassins?

Countless thoughts flashed through Brisbane's brain, but he was never a soft persimmon.

The existence of Anthony concealed the true strength of Brisbane. As the head of the family's Caribbean Sea, the most promising knight of the Knights Templar, he underwent the most brutal training of the Templars in the Vatican two years ago, and then was sent down as a seed.

No one would have imagined that Mr. Breis and Valois, who were polite and unhurried, were a powerful Templar. There is explosive muscle behind that delicate gown.

As the first chapter of the Paladin Code, every Paladin has been instructed in detail: Don't get too far from your weapons, because assassins are always everywhere, and their weapons are always with you.

The long sword on the table is less than twenty centimeters away from his fingers, but if there is a real master assassin in front of him, this distance may cost him enough, and he doesn't know how many enemies there are. Where are they distributed.

"Waiter, go and open the curtains for me. I want to see how the rain is outside."

Brees didn't even raise his eyes, and made a normal request, but Gordon raised his brows.

He tried to keep himself away without warning, and was sending out the signal that he had been exposed all the time, just like the sika deer frequently looking around after smelling the danger, the next step is to run away.

So he is not ready to go around in circles: "How did you find out?"

But he didn't want to get an answer at all, but the moment the voice fell, two life-threatening darts went towards the soldier with a gun, and then he took out two pistols from his chest, one muzzle was aimed at Bliss, the other gun The mouth pointed directly to the Governor who was about to flee.

Boom! !

The sound of violent fire could be heard for tens of meters even in the rainstorm. Fortunately, there were no more guards outside.

"Hey~ my legs~"

Some elderly governors were covered in fine sweat on their foreheads, UU read www. uukanshu.com is a little speechless in pain

Gordon's goal is only to subdue the principals of the Royal Fortress, that is, Brees and the Governor, of course, he can't kill the two of them in a frenzy.

The Governor was shot and instantly lost his ability to move, and the remaining herald seemed to have been frightened and dumbfounded, standing in the corner of the wall and did not dare to move.

Brisbane dodged the bullet directly, drew out his long sword, and looked at Gordon with some eyeballs.

"An assassin? It's really interesting to join forces with witches and keep slaughtering ordinary people. The organization built by you thieves and hooligans is just a pile of garbage after all, and it may be regarded as a pile of smarter garbage."

Speaking of this, Gordon was expressionless, but his heart was a little bit bloody. Everything he did was completely deviated from the predetermined track. Born in the common people, he can fully understand how the ordinary people living at the bottom think. To survive in this world, how should Serena, who caused a lot of killing, face herself.

In the few minutes of pretending to be a waiter, he had already obtained a lot of useful information: the target of the exchange of fire in the fort was not his Jackdaw, but Serena who had stormed past.

"You know? Villains often die of talking too much." Captain Gordon didn't want to reason, because he couldn't even convince himself of a reason. He clearly just wanted to save some slaves, but the end result was to kill more innocent people.

He is responsible for each of these lives.

"what?"

Brisbane didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all, but saw Gordon approaching quickly, the hidden sword on his arm flashing with cold light.

clang!

In the frontal impact, Gordon, who went out to attack his position, was even thrown two feet away by the force of the shock, which finally made him realize that the person in front of him was not a soft persimmon.