The summer thunderstorm has just passed, and it has finally brought a hint of luxury and natural coolness to this hot world. Net﹤The petals of the heavy rain covered the wet mountain path, as if they were covered with a colorful velvet blanket. This should have been such an elegant scene, but there was a burly giant man with armor on his body and carrying a heavy sword on his back, and a heavy sound made by the path with steel boots stepping on the bluestone. It immediately brought a heart-pounding feeling of solemnity to the mountain path.

"The elder has been resting here for a while, and even the younger generations of the family can't see him." said the armored man: "You are the first batch of guests he has met."

"The old jazz is really a very dignified person! The full-scale war with others is in progress, but it is still so leisurely and elegant. With this calm demeanor that is as motionless as a mountain, the war has been won halfway, right?"

"This is natural. The Dalest family has dominated Neosfia and the entire Chenhai for a hundred years. Its foundation and strength are beyond the imagination of some self-righteous foreign young masters. We cannot lose!" The iron-armored giant man said loudly: "Of course, the parents have to say that when he is old, he only needs to give the courage to fight and become a solid backing for everyone. As for the planning, command and execution of the battle, everyone is far more professional than him. It is enough for him to quietly wait for the result of the younger generation to defeat the enemy."

"So that's it." The person who asked the question showed an unanimous smile and looked at his expressionless companion beside him.

Yes, compared to the iron-armored giant who was leading the way, following the two people behind him seemed much more relaxed.

One is a little older woman, who is the one who has just talked to the big man.

She was wearing a very simple women's shirt and breeches. At first glance, she felt like a woman from an ordinary citizen family going out for a trip. Her figure was not very tall, but she still looked strangely slim, as if she was distributed according to the most perfect golden ratio, without any distortion, and even without a trace of redundancy. Her appearance was quite bright, and her facial features were full of three-dimensionality like a sculpture. In the eyes of ordinary people, it might look a little too sharp, but because of the unrestrained and mysterious smile on the corners of her mouth, the sharpness was hidden, but it was full of charm. Unfortunately, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes could not be hidden. No matter how beautiful she was, this woman was still not young after all. The most perfect golden time for women was over.

Of course, we all know that for an elderly lady, the standard for defining whether the other person is a mature woman or an aunt is the so-called appearance. We are very happy to see that this lady belongs to the former.

The other one is an ordinary young man, who should be around thirty years old and has a silver-gray head. However, he was originally very elegant, but because of the young man's laziness that seemed to be without bones, and his pair of dead fish eyes that seemed to never wake up, it was still a big discount.

Of course, unlike his cynical temperament, the young man was wearing a black body-fitting suit. Except for the ink-coated metal armor inlaid with key positions such as the heart, mouth, chest and abdomen, the rest were cloth and leather that did not affect his movements. If you have trust and observe carefully, you can also see some complex and subtle patterns from the surface of the pure black outfit, which is clearly some magic patterns.

He didn't have any weapons on his body, or at least he didn't have any weapons on the surface, but in the eyes of those who knew the goods, it was more in line with the definition of "fully armed" than the iron-armed giant who led the way in front.

"What do you think of the one in front?" Some older beautiful ladies told the people around them in voices that almost only they could hear.

"The bronze lion, I don't know the real name. I only know that he is a gladiator who was bought from another place twenty years ago by Sir Victor Dallest himself. Soon three years later, he became the gladiator champion at the Neosfia Arena and gained freedom. Although he became a freeman, he did not leave his master, but became the personal bodyguard leader of the Dallest parents." The young man with dead fish eyes seemed to be too lazy to blink his eyelids, and he didn't even see any vitality in his voice: "This is a warrior Zhuo who can be conferred a title in Auckland and Vigia's split land, but he prefers to be the bodyguard leader of the Godfather of Black (Meow) Tao. He is also the most trusted person of Sir Victor, and even passed Sylvia Dallest."

"The necessary quality of the superior is suspicious, but if the superior does not even have a person who can be trusted, it must be a failure." The woman smiled and said, "But I am not asking you this. I want to ask, which of you two is stronger?"

The young man sighed "tired" and rolled his eyes at the woman, which was much worse than the dead fish eyes. Then he lowered his eyelids, but said nothing. Perhaps he felt that responding to this would make him very tired.

The woman smiled unconsciously, and she felt that she had already obtained the answer.

The more you walk inside, the more you can feel the elegance and tranquility in the mountains. In this noisy and hot summer, against the backdrop of the vast city at the foot, you will have the unique ingenuity of taking quietness through several movements. However, both of you present could feel that in the forest, behind the rocks, and even in the gaps between the soil under your feet, a large number of lurkers have already arranged a secret defense network of three layers inside and three layers outside by a large number of lurkers. This is another sense of impregnation, and being in it is even safer than staying in a fortress guarded by heavy troops or from the troops.

"At present, I have seen fourteen secret sentries and agencies, as well as 89 lurkers. To estimate this, the bodyguard team on this mountain should be about 200 people." The young man with dead fish-eyed seemed to see the woman's plan and replied in a low voice.

“…Night Owl?”

"No, a large part of them should be mercenaries, but they are all elites."

"Haha, do you put so many elite troops by your side to protect yourself when dealing with the great enemy of life and death? Sure enough, fear of death, well, or caution is actually a necessary quality for the superiors!" the woman said with a smile.

Walking through the path and passing through the woods on both sides of the mountain road, there is a small lake hidden deep in the mountain stream. The waterfall hangs a gorgeous silver sprout on the mountain wall, falling into the lake, hitting the rocks, making a very rhythmic "shush" impact sound. A small villa with exquisite shape is located next to the lakeside, and a small guide bridge extends from the villa, connected to a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Living by the water, admiring the bridge and lake pavilion, is this the architectural style of the elves? And it is the style of the Hegal night elves." The lady smiled and said, "The Jazz is really an elegant person."

The current head of the Dallest family, also the largest black (meow) godfather in Neosfia and even the entire Chenhai, Sir Victor Dallest was standing at the door of this small villa. At this time, he was no different from any hospitable old man. His face was filled with a warm and friendly smile, he opened his arms, and happily welcomed the guests who came from afar.

"I am just a rough man. I am a bunch of brothers who trust me to make a living in Neosfia. I can only hold a group to keep warm. How dare I talk about elegance? However, this villa with cultivation was indeed designed by the night elf architect for me. It is said that it is very suitable for the elderly to live and cultivate. "The old man showed a modest and optimistic smile: "It's Ms. Essader. I'm already waiting for you to be troubled. It's really awesome to have your visit in the humble house!"

"You are so polite, it really makes us restless! You are a customer and we are the operators, so we should come to visit us. This is the right etiquette." The lady smiled and bowed to the old Jazz, showing a standard business smile that made us rich. The old Jazz Victor across the street couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The current leader of the Dark Brotherhood, also known as the "Whisperer", Essard is a mysterious figure, and few people have seen her true face. Although people in the world call her "Ms. Essard", her age, appearance, personality, preferences and even gender are all secrets. For this meeting, Sir Victor made several deductions on the other party's image and behavior, and prepared several conversation plans; but what he did not expect was such a kind of business-like image and smile that he was most familiar with, Neosfia, the most common, businessman-like image and smile.

Fortunately, the other party is indeed very businessman and knows how to consider customers. Before the old jazz lost their composure, Ms. Assad added with a smile: "You should also know that since the reform of the previous generation of whisperers, the Brotherhood has become an organization of businessmen. The reason why we show mysticism and hermitism is actually for brand quality. Our customers think that the mysterious Dark Brotherhood is powerful, so we can only show enough mystery. However, for someone like you who have just become a 5-star VIP customer of the Brotherhood, it is really rude to pretend to behave. Brothers have such rules. Any business that exceeds 1ooo Wanbaker alone, the whisperer is obliged to visit customers in person and wait for the result of the task with the customer."

"Of course, to put it bluntly, it should be a way to reassure customers. After all, those who can pay such huge sums are rich and powerful people. Doing so will not only bring you closer to such a big gold medal customer, but also voluntarily coming to your door as a whisperer of the organizational brain, but also expressing our determination to do our best." Ms. Essard said in a calm tone.

"This is really interesting. Business is business, and it is natural to use some small means. And it is better to say that the brothers can do this, which has moved me, as a customer." The old jazz laughed in silence, but his eyes fell: "But, Ms. Essard, is this really your true face?"

"I can swear to the Lord of Shadows and the Mother of Sleeping that I am the brain of this generation of Dark Brotherhood, the whisperer Essader. As for the current appearance, it is the appearance we have calculated and thought that it will attract your favor." The lady smiled, still with the mysterious evil smile. Although she is an older "senior beauty", she is still charming and charming.

"You, you are here..." Tong Lion felt that his master had been insulted and was furious, and his hand was already pressed on the Great Sword of Killing Horses behind him.

"Don't be so nervous, the Bronze Lion. The Dark Brotherhood is a true righteous man. His piety towards faith will never be inferior to the top priests and paladins of the Great Hall. They cannot joke about the Lord of Shadows and the Mother of the Sleep." Old Sir Victor stopped the rampage of his guard captain, looked deeply at the Dark Brotherhood's head in front of him, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Or, I am willing to accept your affection. Then, this one is..."

"He is the seat of the listener, and will be the next whisperer, who will inherit my position and become the brain of the Dark Brotherhood. You can call him Seven." said the lady: "Yes, old sir, your commission will be my last mission before retirement."

"Oh, wouldn't that make me even more flattered?" The old man's eyes contracted a little, and he really felt obvious surprise.

This time the surprise lasted longer, until the old Jazz brought the two guests into his villa, and both of them sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, he showed obvious sighs and reluctance: "What a pity. Doesn't this mean that the first meeting of ours may be the last time? Madam?"

"Because of this, the elite of the Brotherhood has been dispatched this time. I desperately hope that the last commission before retirement will have a very satisfactory result." The woman smiled and said, "You must know that your senses are related to our future evaluation among five-star customers!"

The lady winked at the dead fish-eyed young man sitting beside him. He woke up from the dream, sighing in a slow, warm and fluctuating tone: "The two listeners will be personally responsible for the attack on the target, namely 6 Xi Berencaster, and the strongest manpower under your command. If everything goes well, the possibility of success will be more than 90%.

"...Well, isn't it foolproof?" the other party frowned and whispered.

"It can't be foolproof. After all, he is the only disciple of Oruzero Berencaster. You know, although the Brotherhood is a killer organization and claims that no one dares to take his life, in fact, some people do not dare to list it as targets. Oruzero Berencaster is one of them." Essard added: "It is precisely because of this that in order to avoid Oruzero's revenge after the incident, we must never let the target escape, right?"

"That's true. If he hadn't pushed us into a desperate situation, why would I have to die with such a person? If we could live in peace, it would be the best... What a pity! It's a pity!" Old Sir Victor sighed extremely heavy: "I must thank you for destroying the waterways of Port Gloren and causing 6 Xi Berencaster to lose foreign aid from Norda."

"You have paid extra money, so why don't you say thank you?" said the lady: "Qi, please continue."

"To completely erase the existence of 6 Xi Berenkast, just one encirclement is absolutely not enough. We have also arranged emergency plans for the second and third. If he can escape from our joint attack, the Toris will inevitably sink, and your amphibious mercenaries in the sea will become the next encirclement. Of course, we also have a listener born to the Along people, who will be the main force of the ambush. After all, he is a human being. No matter how powerful he is, he will inevitably be unable to move in the sea, and the chance of success will be high."

The old jazz nodded.

"If he can still break through the siege, he will definitely be seriously injured. At this time, his first reaction is to return to a safe place to heal. As a human, no matter how good the physical condition is or how strong the ability to hold back, he will not be able to move in the sea for a long time. He will definitely choose the nearest straight-line distance, that is, the south bank of Neosfia. At that time, when he was exhausted and scarred, his spirit would be relaxed. At this time, the remaining three listeners will complete the final fatal blow!" Mr. Seven said calmly.

"It's indeed the Dark Brotherhood!" The old jazz showed an expression of admiration: "When I heard your arrangement, I can't imagine any possibility that he could escape from the day of birth."

"It is still possible. If you can get enough foreign aid, as far as I know, powerful spellcasters can communicate mysteriously. Even a distance of hundreds of miles will not become an obstacle to their direct and timely communication." Ms. Essard said: "With his relationship with the contemporary Night Sky King..."

"He won't have any foreign aid to arrive. The three disciples of Durence Taros are not worth worrying about." The old sir waved: "They are all top magic geniuses whose strength is no less than that of Berencaster, and if there is no arrangement, how dare I take action? At least in this battle, they have no way to intervene! As for whether there will be revenge afterwards, that's another matter."

His subtext is very simple. The three soft girls in the Imperial Legion are indeed very strong, but they are not strong enough to despise all social rules. As long as you erase 6 Xi and cut off all the powers placed by 6 Xi in Neosfia, even if the three want to revenge wildly afterwards, they will be much easier to deal with.
Chapter completed!