"Before we take action, we must explain the situation of the Doomsday Party to Nicholas?"

In the room, Mr. Butler fell into deep silence as he listened to the request conveyed by Professor James Morea to Guy Moran, who in turn conveyed it to him.

What a joke...

What are they going to do?

Assassination!

Which assassin would run up to the assassin and force him to do so?

Isn’t this a warning to the other party?

If we miss... won't the Doomsday Party be exposed?

Although it's not that mysterious to begin with...

Thought this in his heart, Mr. Butler still did not dare to say it out loud. He joined the Doomsday Party later than James Morea and Guy Moran, and was less affected.

He believes that the rules currently followed by the Doomsday Party are mostly the dross left over from the time of its founding.

For example, if you don't take action against ordinary humans, if you want to take action, you must inform the Doomsday Party of the situation in advance. If the other party is still stubborn, it can be eliminated...

This useless rule that gets in the way and causes trouble for yourself should be abolished long ago!

"well..."

After seeing off the messenger, the butler sighed and sat alone in his chair worrying.

It is necessary to notify Nicholas in advance, but also to carry out the assassination after he refuses...

Isn’t this forcing someone to do something difficult?

If it was an unexpected assassination, he could also use the information gap to catch the other party off guard. Now...

"Master, are you okay?"

The dwarf in the pointed hat looked at the worried Mr. Butler and laughed strangely: "You don't need to worry so much. It's not up to us to decide what to do."

"We have the final say? What do you mean?"

"What I mean is..." The dwarf looked around and stuck his head out of the room. After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he turned around and said, "Master, although the order came from Colonel Moran, the specific implementation is up to us.

It’s decided, as long as you want, we can directly carry out the assassination without contacting Nicholas, and if you ask afterward, just say that we have asked according to the rules, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?”

"No!" Mr. Butler said sternly: "Breaking the rules will result in extremely severe punishment! It's okay if the assassination succeeds, no one will know the truth, but what if the assassination fails? If the deeds are exposed, you and I will both die!"

The rules and regulations within the Doomsday Party are very strict, and their methods are also very cruel. For betrayers, they will hang them on a steel cable and dry them in the sun for three days and nights. When they can only breathe, they will pour a lot of salt water into them.

Then put it into the sheep pen and let the goat lick the sweat salt crystals on its body.

It will be very comfortable at first, but gradually, the skin that has become brittle after being dried for three days and three nights can no longer withstand the goat's licking. After it is broken, the blood flows out, and the salty taste will make the goat lick it faster, and eventually

...

The victim will not have a piece of good flesh on his body, and his blood will drain out and he will die.

Mr. Butler did not want to bear this kind of torture. He did not adopt the dwarf's very risky proposal, but said: "Colonel Moran's intention is very clear. We need to carry out the task according to the order...Call Jack."

.”

"As commanded."

Hearing that Mr. Butler was about to hand over the task to Jack, the dwarf with the pointed hat ran out of the room very happily. After a while, he came back with a thin, fair man with sinister eyes.

Until Jack stopped talking, Mr. Butler said first: "Jack, do you... have the confidence to kill Nicholas von Manstein?"

Jack thought for a moment and nodded slowly.

"Very good, then I will send you to perform this mission. Dwarf, you are smiling so happily, just go with Jack."

The dwarf with the pointed hat who was snickering next to him stiffened and said quickly: "Master, master, let Jack do this! He has been transformed twice, so his strength is no problem!"

"Jack is naturally the one who takes action, but he is not good at words, so you need to talk to Nicholas."

Mr. Butler said quietly: "Remember, Nicholas has seen you and heard your voice. You cannot show your true face and use the treasure given by Colonel Moran to disguise yourself."

"...yes."

The dwarf with the pointed hat couldn't laugh anymore. He felt that he must have been unlucky to have such a difficult task today!

The key is to partner with Jack... This guy won't stab me in the back, right?

Leaving the base and heading to London, the dwarf with the pointed hat looked sideways from time to time, looking at Jack who was looking straight ahead like a stake. Since he changed his soul, Jack seemed to have changed. This is really a cold joke.

Wouldn't replacing the soul mean becoming another person?

The new soul inherited many of Jack's memories, which is also an important factor in Mr. Butler's ability to control him at will. Jack evolved from a human into a bloodthirsty monster. If Mr. Butler had not strictly ordered him not to harm the members of the base, he would have taken action long ago.

.

The carriage passed through a village. Through the window, Jack saw a peasant woman passing by the village entrance under the moonlight. Her eyes suddenly straightened and she stared at her, her fingers beating on her knees like a pianist's jumping keys.

, the eyes gradually became fierce.

"Don't cause trouble."

The dwarf with the pointed hat noticed Jack's strange behavior and clicked his tongue: "Master strictly prohibits you from attacking the residents around the base. If there is a problem here, it will inevitably attract demon hunters, and then the base will be at risk of being exposed. You know

I don’t know! Hey!”

After hearing the owner's voice several times in succession, and the peasant woman turning into the village and disappearing from sight, Jack gradually regained his composure and continued to look out the window like a stone without saying a word.

At midnight, the carriage drove into London and arrived near Whitechapel, Flower Street, Newham District.

"You wait here, I have to say hello to Nicholas von Manstein first..."

After giving Jack a few warnings, the dwarf with the pointed hat walked out of the dark alley. After taking only two steps, he was blocked by a scantily clad prostitute.

"Sir, it's so late, you need to..."

"Get away!"

The dwarf with the pointed hat was in a very bad mood and scolded the prostitute, cursing: "What a hell... what nonsense rules... the master is also stupid!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In front of Jack, the dwarf with the pointed hat did not dare to complain. Now that he acted alone, he immediately became unscrupulous.

There was no one around anyway, so I couldn't hear him complain.

The dwarf who had been to the grocery store once was familiar with the road. He only needed to find the Dirty Duck Tavern opposite the grocery store to find the location of the grocery store. The tavern was the easiest to find. There were places where customers could come and go at this late hour. Besides brothels, there were taverns.

Oh, and there's a casino.

Perhaps because of the chaotic public order in East London, even a dwarf with such a short stature did not look out of place in Flower Street. He even saw a similar person, which made the dwarf very happy.

Finally, the dwarf found the Dirty Duck Tavern, opposite Manstein's Potion Grocery Store.

Just when the dwarf was about to step forward and observe the situation inside the grocery store, his body suddenly shook and he felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him secretly.

Turning his head sharply, the cold feeling disappeared in an instant. The dwarf rolled his eyes in surprise and quickly moved away from the grocery store. It was not until he left the alley that the feeling of being watched subsided.

what's the situation?

The dwarf didn't know what happened. He only knew that the grocery store was different from the last time he came there.

Jumping onto the roof, the dwarf hid in the dark and observed the grocery store. He didn't know it until he looked at it. Only when he took a look did he realize that there was a demon hunter standing on the roof of the grocery store!

The opponent was wearing a witcher's unique military uniform and stood on the roof of the grocery store like a flagpole. A dim golden light flashed under his closed eyes. There was a huge and illusory eyeball floating above his head. As the witcher breathed, the eyeball became phantom.

Turn from time to time and look in different directions.

Gnomes who are familiar with the methods of witchers understand that this is a magic used by witchers to monitor the surrounding environment. It is usually only used when protecting a specific area. It can observe all existences entering the surrounding area... It is like turning on

Same as the eye of heaven.

The cold feeling just now probably came from the prying eyes of the demon hunters...

"This is trouble."

The dwarf cursed secretly. Demon hunters never act alone. They will definitely appear together in a small team. As long as a demon hunter is discovered, it means that there are at least five people around!

The most terrifying thing is that now he has only found one person, where are the remaining five...

Suddenly, the dwarf's scalp went numb, and a chill ran down his back from the soles of his feet. He rolled sideways, fell off the roof without hesitation, and ran without looking back, running faster than a rabbit.

At some point, two straight figures appeared on the roof where he had just stayed. Under the moonlight, they seemed to have been there from the beginning, quietly observing the dwarf, wanting to see what he was doing.

"Captain, do you want to pursue me?"

"No, our mission is to protect Nicholas von Manstein. No matter what happens, we must not leave our post without permission. This may be a bait for the enemy to lure us away from the grocery store."

The man dressed as the captain said in a deep voice: "Notify the night patrol team near Newham District and ask them to search and arrest the suspect. We will stand still."

"yes!"

............................

"Hell, hell, hell!"

The dwarf ran wildly through the streets at night. After running hundreds of meters, he realized that the witcher was not chasing him, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He was strong and confident in escaping from the demon hunters, but he never expected that the team of demon hunters that appeared in Flower Street to protect the grocery store were different from those he had encountered before!

The other party has rich experience. I'm afraid he has noticed him a long time ago and is waiting for him to be exposed a little bit...
To be continued...