On the same day that the Knights of the Iron Hoof stepped into the Valley of Blackstone......

It was still dawn, and most of the residents of Doludives were still hanging out on their beds, but the two old ministers, Remy and Lingwynny, had already arrived at the palace and walked to the council hall.

At the door of the council hall were four sturdy guards, who had made way for the two ministers, and then stood side by side at the door, which seemed to be secret and inaccessible to others. The two of them were wondering what the situation needed to be discussed this time, and when they saw the two people already seated in the conference room, their hearts were groaned.

His Majesty and Grahide are seated. Grahyde stared and pondered, definitely thinking about martial arts.

"Good morning, Your Majesty." Remy took her seat as she carefully observed His Majesty's expression. His Majesty's face was very unsightly, and no court painter dared to draw his appearance at this moment, because it was a great crime of "insulting the king" to put pen to paper.

"Good morning, Your Majesty! What the hell is going on? Lingwenny asked.

"At dawn today, my spies intercepted the letter. Look at it. His Majesty pulled out a letter from his undershirt.

The letter is full of numbers and letters, and it is a hundred times easier to understand than this letter if it were written by a newly literate child; But a discerning person knows at a glance that this is a cipher letter, and a corresponding decoding tool is needed to decipher the content of the letter. Cipher messages are most suitable for illegal hacking, even if they are intercepted by others, there is no need to worry about information leakage.

But at this time, there was a complete text next to the letter, and it seemed that it had been deciphered by His Majesty.

"This ......" Remy did not read the contents of the letter first, but looked at His Majesty inquiringly: "Is it reliable?" ”

"I have been following the movements of the nobility closely. Half a month ago, Sam Montgomery gathered a group of nobles in the name of a birthday party. Every nobleman in attendance that night had been included in the list of spies, and several eyeliners had been placed in their homes. The decoding tools and deciphering methods were retrieved by the eyeliner, and it was a book called "The Twilight Canon". Your Majesty said, and his face was even more unsightly.

Remy and Lingwynny looked at each other. Since ancient times, kings have placed spies around their vassals to ensure their loyalty. Even two highly respected ministers will inevitably be secretly watched. It follows that the content and source of the letter are absolutely true. With this section in mind, the two got together and began to read the letter.

"Dear Sam:"

"I have provided the list to the Assassin Guild, and once the payment has been received, the Assassins will pounce on their intended target and remove all those who get in the way. Believe me, in three days, the Assassins will strike. I'm afraid the price I'm offering is too high, and it's said that even a heroic assassin will be dispatched. Speaking of which, I really have to thank the rich businessmen, and in return, I will destroy them after the deed. ”

"I believe that with your efforts, everyone else has become a partner, and the Knights of Iron Hoof will not thwart our plans. Say hello to everyone else on my behalf! I feel that His Majesty has set his sights on me, and many things are inconvenient to do...... You have to be careful, because spies are everywhere. After three days, though, everything will be different. ”

"All the best!"

There is no signature at the end of the letter.

His Majesty shook his head: "Everything fits perfectly...... They co-opted wealthy merchants to buy off the Assassin Guild; They used the 'Twilight Cult' as an organization to facilitate secret communication, and they bought the Knights of the Iron Hoof, so their leader Jonny ran to the house of a certain viscount every day, but the 'heretics' who died in vain were ordinary residents, not rich merchants and nobles! It is clear that the aristocracy has become a cancer! ”

Remy opened his mouth, and Lingwynny immediately grabbed his hand and whispered, "Old man, I know you want to persuade Your Majesty to think twice...... But if we don't respond, we will be the ones who will be assassinated in three days! ”

Looking at the other man's emaciated cheeks and pale hair, Remi found that she couldn't speak. He hesitated for a long time, and finally only sighed, and said nothing more.

Seeing that the two ministers had no opinion, His Majesty turned to Grahide again: "What do you think? ”

"I only know how to fight, don't ask me anything else." Poison Grahyde opened his eyes, his tone cold. His frosty eyes were truly lethal, both to women and to enemies.

"I want to hear from you." His Majesty insisted.

Graheide's thin lips spat out a few words: "Death to those who oppose me." ”

That's enough. I decided to purge the aristocracy. Lin Gwenny, you immediately lead the army to surround the mansions of the major nobles, do not let any nobles escape, the secret agents will cooperate with your actions; Remy, you are responsible for calming the hearts and minds of the people, and claiming that it is the Knights of the Iron Hoof who are purging heretics. Now that the Knights of the Iron Hoof are involved, let them bear the blame. ”

And so, a bloody purge befell Dorudives.

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Inside Viscount Karl's mansion......

While Perls was speechless, a messenger came in briskly and whispered a few words in Perls' ear. Perls seemed taken aback, and glanced at Jonny quietly.

Jonny was sweating with excitement. He raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat that oozed from the person, only to notice that a larger flow of blood was flowing from the stigma on both hands. Yes, the Courier is a necromantic creature, a heretic who should be emasculated, and he is having an unspeakable conversation with Perls, and perhaps even helping Perce escape...... Ah, I really want to kill someone, but when I resist the impulse, my nerves are tortured so well! Jonny's breathing began to fluctuate.

"I'm sorry, I want to leave." Perls to Jonny.

Hearing this, Jonny was so happy that he almost didn't moan. He pressed his impulse, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why are you leaving?" ”

"I'm oppressed by your momentum, so I have to run away." Perls was already surprised by Jonny's strange appearance and laughed. He turned and left the room with the messenger.

When Purs closed the door, Jonny threw up his head and let out a sigh of relief, shaking like a horse. His eyes were blurred, and his hands rattled unconsciously and made grasping movements; The blood was squeezed by the muscles, and the stigma dripped onto the cloth robe, dyeing lovely blood flowers. He was running out of patience, and he was desperate to kill the heresy. That's right, kill him when Pers returns, drain his blood first, and let the jackals eat his corpse...... Yes! No, just thinking about it is going to the limit!

Just as Jonny was intoxicated with his self-delusions, the door was pushed open again, but it was his subordinate who entered: "Commander, Orquila's guards have surrounded this mansion, what to do?!" ”

"What? Those mortals know I'm here, but they dare to point their weapons at us? Want to blaspheme? Jonny's expression turned calm, and even his tone was gentle, but the murderous aura was irrepressibly released from him. Do you want to know what you mean? ”

"They're going to arrest the nobles and servants in this room and order us to stay away! Viscount Karl negotiated with them, but before he could finish his sentence, he was tied up! ”

"Did you see Perls?"

The subordinates were a little dazed: "There is no ......"

Jonny's breathing began to follow a unique rhythm, two seconds at a time, two seconds at a time. With a wave of his hand, the hammer staff leaped out of the spatial ring and into his grasp. Blood beads slipped down from the body of the staff one by one, adding a bit of bewitching beauty to it.

In a short time, the soldiers who had entered the house to arrest others were thrown out, and each of them was literally dying, and the death was unbearable. Covered in blood, Jonny stepped over the threshold and smiled. Viscount Karl, who was tied up with five flowers, looked at Jonny with a complicated expression.

The officer who led the team was a senior combat professional, and he was a little timid to see such a scene. He stepped forward and shouted, "What do you think this place is, you dare—"

Jonny came up to him in an instant, grabbed him by the throat with one hand, and lifted him up. The head of the Order looked at the struggling mortal with a very compassionate look: "Tell me everything you know, and I won't kill you." When Jonny learned all the news, he smashed the officer's joints one by one, and carefully controlled the force to prevent the officer from dying in pain. And in the process, the rest of the soldiers cowered and did not dare to step forward.

"Make me a scapegoat? It was you who chose to turn from 'mortal' to 'heretic'. Jonny muttered.

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Pers came out and closed the door, and went into another room with the messenger, and when he saw no one around, he asked, "Why are you here, Oskol?" ”

"The contemptible man has done everything he needs to do, so he will come to visit you." The messenger fell limply to the ground, and the ghost of the beautiful man floated out of his body. He folded his arms gently, and said with a smile: "When I came, the contemptible changed his 'clothes' a few times, and no one will follow the contemptible person here...... It's time to declare victory, but there's nothing wrong with being careful, right? ”

Perls knew that the "clothes" in Oskol's mouth were those humans who were discarded when they ran out.

Years of spy experience have taught Oscol how to disguise himself. It can be possessed by any kind of creature (different sizes and types of creatures have different attachment times.) If the possession is too long, the possessed creature dies. Super Tier Monsters are exempt from this skill), and when the possession is removed, the creature will not have the memory of the possessed one.

"Let's get down to business. Did it really work out? ”

Oskol smiled bitterly: "Please believe in the professional quality of the contemptible people, okay?" In the world of intelligence warfare, no one is better than the contemptible ...... Olquila's many forces are already in full swing, and it only takes a forged letter to get the show started. In fact, there was no big sponsorship from wealthy merchants, and there was no so-called assassination plan, but King Olquila didn't have the heart to investigate and investigate, right? After all, there are only three days left in the rest of your life, and anyone will make a 'seemingly rational' move. ”

"You're really good, Oskol." Perls was genuinely impressed.

"Where, thanks to the support of the followers of the Twilight Cult and your organization, you can learn about the information movement of the whole city. It has to be said that religious organizations are indeed a good thing; When combined with the Twilight Sect, the contemptible people really have the illusion of omniscience and omnipotence. Okay, I'm not going to gossip with you, please get out as soon as possible and come to the coffin shop in the west of the city to meet the contemptible people. Your other subordinates are waiting for you there, too. ”

With that, Oskol slipped into the shadows and vanished.

Although Shadow Stealth is not an Assassin, Oskol has a superior covert method of action by the Assassin [Stealth]. Can move unnoticed in direct sunlight and reduce speed by 20%.

Perls closed his eyes. Soon, his skin began to smooth and his hair turned black; In the blink of an eye, he turned back into a young man with firm eyebrows. He quickly removed his robes and changed into the messenger's short robes, then slipped open his abdomen with a dagger and thrust the bronze canon into his abdomen. When he had done this, he hurried out, just in time to pass by a Knight of Judgment who had come in to report the news.

As he ran to the door, Perls saw a group of soldiers blocking the door, and a knight of the Inquisition held his back and refused to let the soldiers enter. Viscount Karl was caught by the soldiers and cursed angrily, but when he saw Perles, he suddenly fell silent. Perls knew that the other party recognized him.

A soldier grabbed Purs by the arm and shouted, "What man?!" ”

The officer lazily waved his spear: "It's the messenger just now, I don't think he has anything to do with this family." Let him go, if he catches irrelevant people, it will be difficult to deal with it. Don't care about this knight of judgment, forgive him for not daring to do anything to us, rush in for me, search! ”

"Yes!" The soldiers hurried and rushed into the gate. The knight of judgment symbolically raised his shield, and was pushed aside, and did not dare to act rashly.

Perls ran away with a puff of smoke, a little apprehensive. He always felt that Carl's eyes were always focused on his back, so he didn't dare look back. Everyone came together for the sake of profit. He told himself, and Yoyo sighed.