In the empty Lord's Castle, Antoine was anxiously paced back and forth in the study. On the desk was the report of Sir Casra, the head of the port area, requesting that the pirate inspection team be allowed to search the whole city thoroughly and capture the Chaos believers. Below this document is a letter sent by the church in the city. Because the traces of Chaos believers appeared in the city, he hoped that he would allow the Paladins to intervene in the investigation.
Antoine has also heard of some rumors about the disappearance cases in the city, but most of the disappearances occurred in slums. Whether the untouchables disappeared or died was completely irrelevant to him, but it was difficult to involve the believers of Chaos, especially when there was a demon hunter in the city.
However, those damn pirate inspection teams, no one knows, Antoine knew very well. Those people were the most popular pirates in this sea area two years ago! If the trade had not been well developed in recent years and could be fed by taxes at sea, these robbers could listen to their words as they are now? Although they are a very important card in their hands, Antoine himself was not sure how much trouble would it cause if he really let them enter the city.
But now the church actually wants to send paladins to search the traces of Chaos believers on a large scale! Paladins or pirates? Who is responsible for this matter?
Antoine's face was gloomy, and she didn't even have the appetite for her favorite butter balls. She lifted the plate full of this luxurious food from the table: "Waste, the people in the City Guard are just a bunch of waste! Now, there's trouble on both sides!"
Since ancient times, pure orderly, kindness and chaotic and evil camps have been the most troublesome. Our Antoine butler cannot choose one of the two sides that makes him worry-free. At this time, a voice planned his contemplation.
"Ha, my sir, what are you worried about?" A slippery voice sounded from behind Antoine.
The acting city lord, who was obviously frightened, had a fat trembling on his face: "Damn it! I have said it many times, don't appear from behind me!"
Antoine, who turned around, pointed his carrot-like finger at the shadow assassin Colin, and said word by word: "Forever, never, no, stand in my shadow!"
Colin, who still hid half of his body in the shadow, shrugged indifferently, and appeared in the shadow at the door the next second, knocking on the door seriously: "Is anyone at home? Can I come in?"
In the dissatisfied gaze of the agent lord, the Shadow Assassin leisurely leaned against the door frame. "Antoine, your courage is as small as the tip of a needle. How many times have I said that I will not deal with my commission employer. We Shadow Assassin make a living by reputation."
He took out a small exquisite handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "How are you doing? Have you done that Demon Hunter and his apprentice? The cultists in the city are becoming more and more rampant. Now it's better to have less trouble than more. If he didn't come for me, let them leave here quickly."
"I'm sorry, my lord, Shadow Assassin never fails, that apprentice should be dead now." Shadow Assassin Colin turned his ears as if listening to the voice in the shadow: "His teacher, he will definitely die at this time tomorrow. I use Shadow Assassin's reputation as a guarantee. So, can we talk about commissions?"
Antoine seemed to have eaten a cockroach and said with an ugly face: "It should be dead? I will die tomorrow? This is your answer to me? And you want your reward now? I think the rumors about your Shadow Assassin organization may be too exaggerated. I began to doubt your professional qualities, Colin."
"I knew that things would never go in a satisfactory direction." Colin's figure disappeared into the air, and the afternoon sun shone in from the window on the side of the study. Colin appeared in the shadow between the windows and the windows, and disappeared in the sunshine. One window after another, walked towards Antoine's seat.
"I won't pay you a penny until you put the heads of those two people on my table!" Antoine roared, and her saliva was almost sprayed onto the assassin who was a few meters away.
"I told you that they are dead. I have arranged everything. It seems that there is a little disagreement between us." Shadow Assassin Colin skipped another window and appeared next to the desk. He sat frivolously on a corner of the table, shaking his legs: "But these are not problems anymore. In fact, for this mission, I have found a better buyer."
Anthony vaguely felt that the Shadow Assassin in front of him seemed to be something wrong. He cautiously opened a little distance and placed his left hand on a hidden button on the chair. This device could instantly disappear into the secret passage he had prepared long ago, where he could teleport himself to a safe place within three seconds.
The Shadow Assassin seemed to have not seen Antoine's small movement: "By the way, what you said just now, I have a little objection to your desk."
As he said, the assassin gestured with his little finger, emphasizing that it was indeed a little bit of a small objection.
Butler Antoine was confused by the assassin's words, but out of hundreds of years of credibility and trust in the Shadow Assassin organization, he did not immediately press the button on the chair: "What objection? This is my study, my desk! Now come down from my desk! This is carved from the dragon blood wood of hundreds of years old! Who has any objection?"
Chapter completed!