Create the Age of Magic

"Your Speaker's perception is really sharp. I have tried my best to eliminate my sense of existence, but you still found me."

The man's voice is very weird, like a synthetic sound, not his real voice at all.

"You exposed yourself to let me know, so don't say that I am sensitive, I can't bear it."

Horne looked at this man with an ugly face, no one would be happy if anyone sneaked into the house silently.

"Where, you are like a dragon's den for people like me. This is the first time that I have tried to hide my existence in front of a sixth-level master. I put a knife on their neck for the other sixth-level masters. You can't find it."

What the black-clothed man said seemed very humble, but in fact he was very conceited. Doesn't that mean that killing a Level 6 master is like trying to get something from his pocket?

"Who are you..." There was an unkind light in Horn's eyes.

"I, I said just now, a thief from the Thieves Guild."

"The Thieves Union..." Horn had never heard the name of this organization, but he did not dare to underestimate it.

In terms of perception, Horn consciously did not lose to anyone except Ian, but this person still sneaked in silently.

His sneaking is different from that of Ilya. Once Ilya starts to hide, he can be found through eyes and smell, but he can't find it at all using perception methods other than five senses.

And this man's sneaking way should be to exercise to the extreme normal sneaking.

In fact, if someone else suddenly appeared in front of him, Horn would definitely teach him how to behave.

But facing this man, Horn didn't dare.

Level seven?

Or eighth?

Horn was totally unsure of the strength of the guy in front of him, anyway, it was definitely not a level that Horn could deal with.

His brain was thinking fast, but the man opposite did not stop talking because of Horn's shock.

"Speaking of which, if I just passed by this place and accepted this task on a whim, our thieves' union would have been completely loaded. It would have taken me a lot of effort to sneak into your yard.

And there is a guy with strong perception over there who is perverted, but it took me a lot of effort to make a detour from him. "

"How long have you been here!"

Horn said hoarsely that he is now facing tremendous pressure, if the guy in front of him is here to assassinate him, then there is no reason for him to be spared this time.

"Oh, I came in when you started to read that book, and I told you that the description of this book really has feelings. I couldn't stop when I read it.

I won't say anything to others, this author's other work is just amazing. "

As he said, the man put his hand in his arms, and Horn flashed under his legs and went directly to the farthest part of the man in the room.

"What are you doing so far... I won't eat you. Is the owner of a city just that courageous? I want to show you this. You don't sell it in a small remote city."

The man threw a book to Horn, which was another 18 banned book by that author. Horn didn’t glance at that book, nor was he affected by this Rory talky man. He just wanted to know, this What the **** is this guy doing!

"Why are you here."

"Hey, don't worry, don't be so wary of me. I want to kill you. It's useless to be wary. You make me like a bad person. I feel very guilty. Let me tell you carefully."

So Horn listened to him talking about drinking in bars in other cities ten days ago, and it took him a long time to finally get to the point.

If it weren't for the man's strength, Horn would want to pour the hot tea on his face. He would be too long-winded.

"Our thieves' union is not an organization that robs houses, but don't simply equate us with bandits and bandits. We can't afford to lose that person."

The black-clothed man chatted easily with Horne, just like chatting at home, much more relaxed than Horne.

"So you are still a kind organization, so why are you acting sneaky, can't you come in through the front door when talking about serious things?" Horn said, pointing to the front door.

"The previous City Master Jino had a group of killers and elite scouts, you know, those people were trained by our Thieves Guild to help City Master Jino."

"So you are here this time to avenge the killers you trained?" There was a gleam in Horne's eyes, and it seemed that the man was here for trouble.

"Where is it? We are in business. If we don't come in from the front door, we are showing our capabilities to you as our potential customers. If you think the killers raised by the Lord Keno are useful, we can help you train a group."

"Our Magic Council doesn't need a killer." Horn refused to say without thinking, he didn't want to get involved with this mysterious organization.

He had already gotten involved with the mysterious organization that Ilya was in, and didn't want to get involved with another one.

"Don't be so anxious to refuse, so I will be sad. If you don't like killers, we can help you train others, scouts, treasure hunters, or simply entrust us to train thieves." The man sat up from his chair~www. readwn.com~Take Horn by the arm, he really wants to complete this order.

"Aren't you a killer organization? How can you train other professionals?"

Horne got rid of the man's hand with a bitter cold, how he looked like a salesman in a roadside shop.

"Bah, baah, we are not a killer organization. The ones we train are actually thieves. The killer scouts are just different in our training."

"What the **** is a thief, can you explain it?"

If it is more than training killers, Horn can indeed consider it. Training some elites is indeed good for the Magic Council.

"Thief, let me talk to you carefully."

The man's eyes lit up, and a lot of words brewed in his mouth.

To suffer!

Horn immediately felt that he had asked the wrong question, and this guy would definitely spend a lot of time introducing Horn to what a thief was.

The problem is that Horn just wants to know something simpler, and doesn't want to listen to those tiring tirades.

He murmured a lot more, and Horn was so confused that it wasn't until Horn that he really listened to a few words seriously.

"In general, I think we thieves use short swords or daggers as weapons, are proficient in various stealth methods, and hide in the dark with one strike to defeat the enemy. Although this profession is not yet accepted by Ceylon, to At that time I believe that one day, thieves will become another profession independent of fighters."

When he said the last sentence, the man's exposed eyes became particularly bright, and the light was not much different from the eyes of magicians who firmly believed in the Magic Council.

This man has pure and lofty ideals, he has extraordinary enthusiasm for his organization, just like all magicians!