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Chapter two hundred and sixty-five first coming to the capital

When the wall collapsed, the hotel owner immediately wanted to roar and demand compensation, but after seeing the mask embroidered with a dagger, he changed his mind.

"Hurry up and leave my hotel!"

The blood on the boss's fat face faded away, and he broke out in cold sweat, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. He even pushed Downton.

"what are you doing?"

Jackson took a step forward, blocked the boss, and put the crossbow on his head.

"What's the use of running away? Anyone targeted by Assassin's Creed will definitely die."

The adventurers talked a lot, looking at Downton as if they were looking at a dead person. Although the things this organization does are not on the table, their reputation is quite good, because as long as they accept the commission, they will complete it no matter what the cost.

Of course, these rumors are somewhat exaggerated, but they also illustrate from the side how terrifying and difficult Assassin's Creed is.

"Hurry home and hide in your mother's arms. Maybe you can live a few more days." Kyle teased Downton, wanting to see his panicked look, but he was destined to be disappointed. Downton's

His expression never changed.

"Everyone go and have a rest, Hu Tao, Celes, you and Charlotte stay in a room, and I will arrange for the magic servants to guard you." Downton turned to the boss, "I want to stay in the room next to them. If there is anyone, let them leave. The fee is

I'll go out."

"No, get out of here!"

How dare the boss stay overnight with Downton, but before he could finish speaking, Downton grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in front of him.

"Shut up and listen clearly. I didn't discuss it with you, but gave you an order. Do as I say."

Downton's words caused an uproar among the onlookers.

"Hey, you are committing a crime, okay? If you alert the sheriff, you will be arrested and thrown into the water cell!" Kyle squeezed Downton, also giving a hint to his boss.

"Go to the Sheriff and say that someone is causing... trouble." The boss grabbed Downton's wrist and loudly ordered the waiter, but he could no longer continue because a group of demon servants wearing helmets and shaking armor left.

When they came out, their military boots made a dull sound on the floor.

"How is this going?"

The adventurers hurriedly retreated in panic, even holding onto their weapons. There was nothing they could do, the aura of these demon servants was too overwhelming.

His green eyes and lifeless aura made them afraid.

"Master, the inspection is over, there is no danger."

Quasimodo walked out. His huge size and ferocious appearance covered with sutures directly brought the atmosphere of fear to its peak.

"Undead?"

"The undead abomination?"

The adventurers exclaimed, all drew their weapons, and stared at them warily.

The boss trembled, peed his pants, and looked at Downton as if looking at a prehistoric beast again, "Please. Please let me go."

Downton raised his hand, and a halo of Hercules spread out. "I am the Holy Knight, and they are all my servants. They repent under my command."

The adventurers looked much better. After all, Downton's status as a priest meant that he was not a fallen creature disguised as a human being.

"I remembered, you are Downton from Morning Mist Town, and you own an undead army. The entire expeditionary force was wiped out, and you were the only one who returned safely with thousands of heads."

"Ah! Is he the Downton who killed Lone Wolf Romario and Wild Boar Davis?"

"No way, isn't this a young man? How could he defeat the bandit coalition by himself, kill hundreds of bandit coalition forces, and finally save Chenwu Town?"

The adventurers all stared at Downton in surprise. He was too young to be associated with such a mighty record.

The bandits' attack on Chenmist Town was a major event and would affect the stability of the surrounding areas, so when they won, Dofink and the mayor had already sent dozens of messengers overnight to convey the good news.

This is a top priority, and no mayor dares to neglect it. After receiving the information, he immediately posted notices on the notice boards in front of the town hall and the tavern, so before Downton arrived, the good news about him had already spread.

There was an uproar.

Since the battle was won, it was a matter of military merit. Of course the mayor and the sheriff would exaggerate the number of robbers, otherwise how could they show their wisdom and bravery in resistance, so word passed around and the number of kills increased.

"Yes, the master is Downton."

Jackson is arrogant and feels proud to have a famous owner.

"I heard you killed Tyson?"

"Let's spread rumors. Tyson is a long-established gangster. His strength is at the fifth level of war. How could he do it?"

The adventurers were very gossipy and asked all kinds of questions.

"No comment!" Downton let go of the boss. He didn't bother to let him arrange the room, but moved in directly.

"You'd better be wiser. The master has the cronies of the Duke of the West as his backing, and he will soon become the mayor of Morning Mist Town. Do you think the Sheriff will offend an upstart?" Jackson put his arm around the boss's shoulders and started talking.

Everywhere is a threat.

The boss nodded subconsciously, not even looking at Jackson. His green pupils scared him to death.

"Very good, don't worry, we will leave tomorrow." Jackson patted the boss on the shoulder with a childish expression on his face, "By the way, remember to prepare breakfast. I like sweets, so no sugar cubes or cheese.

Less."

The news that Downton had space props spread everywhere, so Homer didn't bother to hide it and directly opened the war space to collect the injured ghoul.

The rest stood at the door, motionless like stone sculptures.

"I, Di Polo, will I let others live?"

The adventurers looked envious. Who wouldn't want such a hard-working demon servant? Ordinary magic users can only recruit a demon servant when they reach the Judgment level, but they actually have a corps.

Kyle stopped talking and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He thought about showing off his guards today and what he said to squeeze Downton. He thought that even if he was offended, the guards could deal with him. It turned out that he was not afraid because he didn't react at that time.

, but don’t bother to care about yourself at all.

When he thought of this, Kyle's face burned terribly, and then it turned into anger, a kind of anger at being slighted.

"I am a noble, and the subordinates I lead are not as good as the common people." Kyle decided to recruit more guards after returning, but after taking a look at the ghoul, he was discouraged again. Look at his military appearance and uniform.

equipment.

After more than half an hour of chaos, the corridor became quiet again. Most of the adventurers either moved out of the third floor or checked out.

They don't dare live near Downton anymore for fear of being affected.

"Sorry for frightening you."

In Melissa's room, Downton hurriedly left after imitating her from the war space. After the assassination incident just now, he had calmed down a lot and did not want to get out with an unknown woman.

sheet.

"Who wants to kill you? It's probably not Hannah. If you die, they won't get the secret of the treasure." Homer analyzed, "The remnants of thieves can't afford Assassin's Creed, and based on their habits, they usually

Do it yourself."

"No need to guess, it's probably Franz. It's probably because the news that I'm going to be the mayor has leaked out." Downton didn't feel any surprise. Daofinke's servants had many opportunities to read his letters and listen to them.

As for the conversation, if this kind of information is sold, it will definitely be worth a lot of money.

"Whatever, kill as many as you come!" Homer didn't care. "You have demon servants. Even if they stand on guard for a month without sleeping, they won't be tired. If those assassins want to wait for the opportunity to assassinate, they will probably be killed by Biden."

It’s so difficult.”

Because of this episode, Downton stopped entering the Hive Laboratory during the next few days of travel. He was worried that something unexpected might happen and Celes and the others would not be able to handle it.

However, time was not wasted. With a great potions master like Xian Lang answering the questions in person, Downton's understanding of potions was improving by leaps and bounds.

Charlotte acted as if nothing had happened, and her attitude towards Downton was neither cold nor indifferent.

After the first few days of struggle, Downton finally found a solution. If he became a Grand Duke or a King, even if he married a wolf girl, no one would dare to cause trouble for him.

"The royal capital is almost here."

Seeing that Downton's attitude towards her had returned to the same as before, Xia Luo sighed and felt a little moved at the same time. After all, this feeling of being loved by someone is still very good.

"Let the slaves out!"

As the royal capital, Battleford has very strict security. If a group of slaves suddenly appear in the market, they will definitely investigate them strictly.

When a team of more than twenty people enters the capital, they all need to register. This is a legal requirement. Downton must comply if he does not want to go to jail.

"The Holy See of Light won't cause trouble for me, right?" Downton looked a little worried as he looked at the ten demon servants escorting the slaves.

"So you have to quickly take the exam to become a professional knight, but even so, some verification is inevitable." Homer reminded.

Under blue sky and white clouds, Downton and his party arrived at the Royal Capital on a sunny afternoon.

The city wall made of wide stones gives off a majestic and majestic atmosphere. In front of the wide city gate, there are busy cars and pedestrians.

As expected of a royal capital, it is full of prosperity. Not only the daily utensils, but also the clothes worn by ordinary citizens are much better than those on the border.

Two centurions stood guard, standing tall and straight. Although there were impatient looks on their faces, no one dared to leave their posts without authorization, and no one even sat down to rest.

Seeing Downton's team, the passers-by kept pointing and pointing, all out of curiosity, but there was nothing they could do about it. For them, who lived a peaceful life, ogres and bugbears were uncommon races.

If the slaves hadn't had their wrists tied, they would never have been so bold.

"What's going on?" A ten-man leader ran over with his team, a little nervous. He knew that with the brute strength of these natives, the ropes could not trap them.

"Slaves are for sale!"

Abagong came up and negotiated with the squad leader.

"slave?"

The squad leader was dumbfounded, and then he and his subordinates burst into laughter. The nearby pedestrians who were paying attention also burst out laughing when they heard the goblin's answer.

"A bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the market before!"

"Are these people sick? Who would buy a group of dirty and lowly natives?" (To be continued...)

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