Chapter 481
This is a tavern.
Tattered signs, muddy and dirty floors, wine-stained tables and chairs, dim lights, fermentation, sweat, ale, mop water... all kinds of weird The strange smell of assaults the senses from the moment you step into the door.
The tavern boss with a meaty face, a roaring fireplace, and the guests with simple clothes and vulgar demeanor... They are almost exactly the same as the tavern in Eboden's gutters.
To put it simpler, it is the beggar, the place where the poor gather to have fun, and it is also the place where the gangsters make money.
The black hair wizard with a dagger around his neck followed assassin into the door of the tavern. Behind him was Lena Desalion, who followed suit, holding the box in his arms tightly.
It contains a gold bond worth 300 million Silver Coin.
Behind the "black-rimmed glasses", there are two assassins standing on both sides of her body.
The three people followed Loren and the black-rimmed glasses closely. The blade between the necks hadn't moved an inch since it was placed on the neck, and the knuckles and the back of the hands were always tight.
That was a sign before the effort...These people are not ordinary hooligans, but real Peak's assassins.
This kind of real assassin is completely different from ordinary thugs mercenaries, and even the church Knights and wizards... Dealing with the latter, you can have no scruples... At worst, try to attract attention, use The "Torino Fire" blew up the entire street and sent them to heaven.
But to deal with these people, and on the premise of stepping into their trap...Loren had to be more vigilant.
Money doesn't matter, but Lena Desalion is her only witness, and there must be no mistake.
Passing through the bar of the tavern between a group of shabby, yelling, big guys, the innermost is an empty seat for four.
The black hair wizard held by the dagger was expressionless, his eyes kept passing around, taking the entire tavern into the entire scene.
No more, no less, count the one next to me... thirty-five.
As they squeezed through the crowd, the retreat behind them was completely blocked by the guests in the tavern... This also means that Loren with Lena Desalion is impossible in the third An assassin can safely evacuate from here before reacting.
So, do you deal with these three people first?
The corners of his gaze swept across the two people on both sides of the girl, the black hair wizard quickly rejected his idea...too slow, the positions of the two people are very subtle, they seem to be very close but they are always not one. On a horizontal level, it is impossible to solve two at the same time.
At the moment of starting, the other has the possibility of hurting Lena.
When his gaze swept from the gray robe man beside him, Loren saw the fierce light in his eyes.
It’s the guy who was let go last time...
These people have figured out their details... Let’s play with them first, not as a last In the case of a resort, it is best not to do it.
Moreover, the opponent chose this kind of place specially, it is hard to say if there are other ambushes and back players...you have to find a way to turn this place into your home court first.
The black hair wizard made the final judgment and spoke first as soon as he sat down:
"Just tell me, what do you want?"
The gray robe guy on the opposite side was visibly stunned. Looking at the guy who was obviously confident, he could not help clenching his fists:
"If I remember correctly, I told you last time, Loren ·Torino Your Excellency."
"If I remember correctly, I told you last time that I am not interested." Loren shrugged, unaware that he was the one threatened:
"If you still intend to raise the conditions, I suggest you change one; if not...Ms. Lena and I have other things."
"Clang——!"
The moment the voice fell, the silver light screamed!
The black hair wizard turned his eyes slightly, and the cold slender thorn sword slipped across his face and pierced the back of the chair; and the bright silver that was still at the waist also withstood the assassin's throat.
Feeling the coldness of the neck, the assassin completely motionless holding the hilt of the sword, the sweat on the cheeks rained down, and the body shuddered slightly.
"I suggest you better not be impulsive." The expressionless Loren raised his left hand and placed a copper plate-sized dice in front of the gray robe:
"Yours This friend, there is no way to escape into a smoke."
The expression of the gray robe is ugly.
"Your Excellency Loren Torino, we..."
"Oh, by the way, please tell the gentleman, if he wants to see me this way, you don't have to be so troublesome. Loren knocked on the table: "As long as you leave a message, anytime, anywhere, I will be waiting anytime."
"That... Mr.?"
Loren raised his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly slippery. After an arc, he only spoke but made no sound: "Rout Infinite."
He knows? !
The gray robe man looked at the confident wizard in front of him in astonishment.
How could he...
"How would I know...You might as well ask why I only found out now." He knocked on the table and Loren's eyes fell on the black Above the dice.
Although it is not clear how it works, this kind of "enchanting technology" that fixes spells on objects is the latest research of Eboden that has only appeared in recent years, and it has been really widely promoted so far. Only the "fluorite lamp" with "Firefly Spell" enchanted.
Which force in the empire can get the support of Eboden so much that it has the latest technological achievements in alchemy?
Who knows all about himself and knows his every move?
Of course it is the night watchman.
Looking at the sharp silver blade between his companion's neck, the gray robe man felt his chest hurt and twitched his throat.
This guy...he came prepared.
Yes, how can someone who can be appreciated by Lord Rout Infinite without a second hand?
"Since you have discovered...then why are you here?"
Trifling words, the people of Gray Robe found it extremely difficult.
Because there is an assassin that I don't know is lying in the casino, and it is very likely that I am ready to do it-this is the truth, but how can the black hair wizard tell them this?
"Because I am also a night watchman." Loren lowered his voice: "The most important point, I believe that Ruth Infinit, as the leader of the night watch, is the most basic reason."
Not character, not even morality...Rut Infinite is the bottom line of mankind in these two points, the outstanding representative of the gentle scum, and the image spokesperson of the credible generation.
Kill yourself, can he solve the problem?
Of course not, otherwise he will not let himself live until now-the key to the problem is not his little wizard advisor, but the Brandon Desalion in the Vault of Heaven Your Highness.
As long as this "dragon rider" is still alive, he will cause endless trouble for His Royal Highness Connold.
Instead of completely fighting Brandon head-on, it is better to monitor himself, a wizard consultant, to control his every move... This is probably what Rut Infinit thought.
"Where is the broad Young Master coming from?" A loud and rude voice suddenly approached, and a face full of fleshy flesh:
"With A little lady in a flowered skirt ran to our chassis...Why, these noble masters like to play this kind of tune?"
"Bang——!"
The brawny man smashed a full glass of ale on the table, and the gray robe man and two assassins frowned slightly, deliberately avoiding the splashing liquor.
The taverns in this place don’t use good rye malt to make wine. Most of them are rotten, aged grains, fermented with leftover water from the cellar in the gutter...the taste is imaginable. Know.
"If you don’t want to die, just give me this cup and get out of our tavern. The brothers in the province will work hard to throw you all into the pit!"
" Or do you plan to accompany the brethren to play a little bit differently, Young Master?"
He tone barely fell, and the brawny men behind him burst into a riot, and were mixed with a lot of lewdness. laughter.
"I think I'll forget it."
Loren who face doesn't change raised the wine glass on the table and drank it under the incredible gaze of three assassins End; then got up and walked towards the door without looking back.
"He wants to...?!"
Assassin on the side just wanted to intercept, he was held down by the gray robe, and his calm eyes turned to Li, who was sitting on the opposite side. Na De Salion.
The girl holding the box in her arms, still looks expressionless towards the black hair wizard's leaving back.
"Clang--!"
The crisp sound made the noisy tavern suddenly quiet.
That was... the sound of the door being locked.
The gray robe is stared wide-eyed, staring at the back of Loren Torino in front of the door.
"I don't know how to be polite..."
"Wuyi..."
"Li also..."
With weird With a smile, Loren turned around with his hands behind his back and looked at the brawny men who were holding their shoulders in the entire tavern.
"Sorry, I thought about this a long time ago. Give it a try." The black hair wizard shrugged: "So..."
"Are you going to stand here for a day..."
"Or accompany me in a fight?"