The summer thunderstorm has just passed, and it finally brings a touch of luxurious natural coolness to this hot world. The petals of the heavy rain spread all over the wet mountain trails, as if they were covered with a colorful carpet. This should have been such an elegant scene, but there was a burly giant man, in armor, walking through the streets of the hill with a heavy sword on his back, and his steel boots made a heavy sound when he stepped on the bluestone path. Immediately, it brought a sense of slaughter to this mountain road that made people palpitate.

"The eldest patriarch has been recuperating here during this time, and even the younger generations of the family can't see him." The ironclad man said, "You are the first guests to be received by his old man." ”

"Old Sir is really a man of great grace! It's clear that a full-scale war with someone else is going on, but it's still so leisurely and elegant. With this immovable composure, half of the war has been won, right? ”

"It's natural. The Dalest family has been dominating Neosfia and the entire Chenhai Strait for a hundred years, and its heritage and strength are beyond the imagination of some self-righteous outsiders. We can't lose! The ironclad giant man said loudly: "Of course, the eldest patriarch has to say that he is old, he only needs to give the courage to fight a decisive battle, and then become a solid backing for everyone." As for the planning, command, and execution of the battle, everyone was far more professional than himself. He just needs to wait quietly for the results of the juniors to defeat the enemy, and it is enough. ”

"I see." The person who asked the question smiled noncommittally and looked at his companion with an expressionless face.

Yes, compared to the ironclad giant who was leading the way in front, the two people behind him seemed much more relaxed.

One is a woman who is a little older, and this is also the person who has just spoken to the big man.

She was dressed in a simple women's blouse and breeches, and at first glance she felt like a woman from an ordinary citizen family who was going out to live. Her figure is not very tall, but she still looks strangely toned and slender, as if it is distributed according to the most perfect golden ratio, without the slightest out-of-shape, not even the slightest superfluity. Her appearance is also quite bright, and her facial features are full of a three-dimensional sense as if sculptural, which may seem too sharp in the eyes of ordinary people, but because of the uninhibited and mysterious smile at the corner of her mouth, the edge is hidden, but it is full of charm. It's a pity that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes can't be hidden after all. No matter how beautiful she is, this woman's age is not young after all, and the most perfect golden time for women has passed.

Of course, we all know that for an elderly lady, the criterion for defining whether the other party is a mature woman or an aunt is the so-called appearance. We are pleased to see that this lady falls into the former category.

The other was an unremarkable young man, presumably in his mid-thirties, with silver-gray hair. However, the hair color that was originally very temperamental, but because of the young man's lazy temperament as if he had no bones, and the pair of dead fish eyes that seemed to never wake up, it was still greatly discounted.

Of course, in contrast to his cynical temperament, this young man was wearing a black close-fitting suit. Except for the heart, chest, abdomen and other vital places inlaid with inked metal armor, the rest of the place is cloth and leather that do not affect movement. If you have the trust to take a closer look, you can also see some complex subtle lines on the surface of the pure black power suit, which are clearly some kind of magic patterns.

He didn't have any weapons on him, or at least none on the surface, but in the eyes of those who knew the goods, he was more in line with the definition of "fully armed" than the ironclad giant who led the way in front.

"What do you think of the guy in front of you?" A beautiful lady of some age is humane to the people around her with a voice that can almost only be heard by herself.

"Bronze Lion, real name unknown. Only know that he was twenty years ago, by the old Victor? Gladiators that Sir Dalester personally bought back from out of town. Soon after, three years later, he became the gladiator champion of the Colosseum Neosfia and was freed. Although he became a freeman, he did not leave his master, but became the personal guard of the Dalrest family. The deadfish-eyed youth-faced youth didn't even blink his eyelids, and there was not even a hint of vitality in his voice: "This is a superb warrior who can use his bravery to make a marquis in Oakland and Virginia, but he prefers to be the head of the bodyguard of the Black (Meow) Dao Father." He was also the most trusted person of the old Sir Victor, even more than Sylvia? Dalest. ”

"The necessary quality of a superior is to be suspicious, but if a superior person does not even have a person who can be completely trusted, it must also be a failure." The woman laughed, "But I'm not asking you this. I'm trying to ask, which of you is stronger? ”

The young man let out a "tired" sigh, rolled his eyes at the woman, which were much worse than the eyes of a dead fish, and then lowered his eyelids, but said nothing, perhaps thinking that he would be tired in response.

The woman smiled disappreciatively, feeling that she had an answer.

The more you go inside, the more you can feel the elegance and tranquility in the mountains, and in this noisy summer time, against the backdrop of the vast city under the mountains, there will be more ingenuity in moving and quieting. However, the two people present could feel that in the mountain forest, behind the rocks, and even in the crevices of the dirt under their feet, a large number of lurkers had already set up a hidden defense net with three layers inside and three layers outside. It's impregnable in another sense, and it's even safer to be in the middle of it than to stay in a heavily fortified fortress or in the middle of a thousand armies.

"So far I've found fourteen outposts and traps, as well as 89 lurkers. According to this estimate, the bodyguard team on this mountain should be about two hundred. The fish-eyed young man seemed to see the woman's plan, and replied in a low voice.

“…… Night owls? ”

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

"Hehe, when dealing with the enemy of life and death, do you put so many elite troops by your side to protect yourself? Sure enough, fear of death, well, or caution, is actually a necessary quality of the superior! The woman laughed.

Crossing the trail, through the woods on both sides of the mountain road, deep in the mountain stream is a small lake. The waterfall hangs a magnificent silver chain on the mountain wall, falls into the lake, and hits the rocks with a rhythmic "boom" sound. A small and chic villa sits on the shores of the lake, with a small approach bridge jutting out of the villa and a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Living near the water, leading the bridge and lake pavilion, this is the architectural style of the elves? And it's also in the style of the night elves of Hyjal. The lady laughed, "Sir is really a man of grace. ”

The current patriarch of the Dalrest family, and the biggest black (meow) Taoist godfather of Neosfia and even the entire Chenhai, old Victor? Sir Dalester was standing at the door of the cottage. At this time, he was no different from any hospitable old man, with a warm and friendly smile on his face, and he opened his arms to happily greet his guests from afar.

"I'm just a rough man, with a group of brothers and juniors who trust me, begging for a living in Neosfia, I can only huddle together for warmth, where do I dare to talk about elegance! However, this villa was indeed designed for me by the Night Elf architect, and it is said to be very suitable for the elderly. The old man smiled humbly and contemplatively: "It's Lady Essad, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and it's really brilliant to have your visit in the Humble House!" ”

"You're so kind, it's making us restless! You are the customer, and we are the operator, so you should naturally pay a return visit, which is the proper courtesy. The lady smiled and bowed to the old sir, showing a kind and standard business smile, and the old Sir Victor opposite him could not help but be slightly stunned.

The current leader of the Dark Brotherhood, also known as "The Whisperer" Esshad, is a mysterious figure who few have ever seen her true face. Although people on the rivers and lakes call her "Esshad" lady, her age, appearance, personality, preferences and even gender are also a secret. For this meeting, the elder Sir Victor made several deductions about the other party's image and demeanor, and also prepared several plans for conversation; But the only thing he didn't expect was such a businessman-like image and smile that he was most familiar with, and that Neosfia was most common.

Fortunately, the other party was indeed very businessman, and knew how to think about customers, and before the old knight lost his temper, Lady Essard 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 hermit is actually for the sake of brand quality. Our clients believe that the mysterious Brotherhood of Darkness is powerful, so we can only show enough mystery to show it. However, for someone like you who has just become a 5-star VIP customer of the Brotherhood, it would be rude to pretend again. The Brotherhood has a rule that for any business that exceeds 10 million bakers in a single transaction, the whisperer is obliged to visit the customer in person and wait for the outcome 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 a huge amount of money are rich and noble. In this way, we can not only get closer to such a gold medal customer, but also express our determination to do our best as a whisperer who is the head of the organization voluntarily comes to the door. Lady Essade said in a calm tone.

"It's really fun. Business is business, and there is nothing wrong with using some small means, and it is better to say that the brotherhood can do this step, which has already touched me as a customer. The old knight smiled dumbly, but his eyes sank, "But, Lady Essad, is this really your true face?" ”

"I can swear to the Lord of Shadows and the Mother of Eternal Sleep that I myself am the head of this generation of the Dark Brotherhood, Esshad the Whisperer. As for the current appearance, it is the appearance that we have calculated and thought will arouse your favor the most. The lady smiled, still the mysterious evil smile, although it was an elderly "senior beauty" appearance, but it was still full of charm and charm.

"You, you're in ...... guy" The bronze lion felt insulted by his master, and was furious, and his hand was already pressed on the sword behind his back.

"Don't be so nervous, Bronze Lion. The Dark Brotherhood is truly righteous, no less devout in their faith than the top priests and paladins of the Great Sanctuary, and it is impossible for them to joke about the Lord of Shadows and the Mother of Eternal Sleep. Old Ser Victor stopped his captain of the guard, looked deeply at the head of the Dark Brotherhood in front of him, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Or should I say that I am willing to accept your affection." Well, this one is ......"

"He is the chief listener and the next whisperer, who will succeed me as the head of the Dark Brotherhood. You can call him seven. "Yes, old sir," said the lady, "your commission will be my last assignment before I retire." ”

"Oh, wouldn't that flattering the old man even more." The old man's eyes shrank slightly, and he really felt obvious surprise.

This time the surprise lasted longer, until the old knight brought the two guests into his villa, and when both of them were seated in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, he also showed obvious embarrassment and reluctance: "What a pity, doesn't this mean that our first meeting may be the last?" Lady? ”

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

The lady glanced at the dead fish-eyed young man sitting beside him, and he sighed like he had just woken up from a dream, and said in an unhurried, unhurried, unfluctuating tone: "The two listeners will be personally responsible for the target, that is, Lu Xi?" Berencaster's attack, combined with the best men at your command, will have a ninety percent chance of success if all goes well. ”

“…… Well, isn't it foolproof? The other party frowned and said in a low voice.

"It's never foolproof. He's Orucello after all? The only disciple of Belencaster. You know, although the Brotherhood is a killer organization, claiming to be the life of no one to take, in fact, some people are really afraid to be targeted. Orushero? Belencastel is one of them. Esshad added, "That's why the target must not be allowed to escape in order to avoid Orucello's retaliation after the fact, isn't it?" ”

"That's true. If he hadn't driven us to a dead end, why would I have to fight to the death with such a character? It would be best if we could live together peacefully...... What a pity! What a shame! Old Sir Victor sighed unusually heavily, "I must thank you for destroying the shipping lanes of Gloren Harbor, so that Lu Xi? Belencaster has lost foreign reinforcements from Norda. ”

"You've already paid extra, so thank you." The lady said, "Seven, please continue." ”

"Want to completely wipe out Lu Xi? For the existence of Belencaster, a mere encirclement network is absolutely not enough. We also have the second and third contingency plans in place. If he escapes our combined attack, the Torlies will be sunk, and your amphibious mercenaries in the sea will be the next encirclement network. Of course, we also have an Argonian-born listener who will be the main force in the ambush. After all, he is a human being, no matter how powerful he is, he will inevitably have limited mobility in the sea, and the chances of success will be very high. ”

The old knight nodded.

"If he can break out of the encirclement, he will definitely be seriously hurt. At this time, his first reaction was to return to a safe place to heal. As a human being, no matter how good his physique is and how strong his ability to hold his breath is, it is impossible for him to move in the sea for a long time, and he will definitely choose the nearest straight line, that is, the landing on the south shore of Neosfia. And at that time, when he comes ashore exhausted and scarred, his spirit will also be relaxed, and at this time, the remaining three listeners will complete the final fatal blow! Mr. Seven said calmly.

"Sure enough, it's the Dark Brotherhood!" The old knight showed an expression of admiration: "Hearing your arrangement, I can't imagine any possibility that he will be able to escape. ”

"It's still possible, if you can get enough foreign aid. As far as I know, powerful spellcasters are able to communicate with each other in a subtle spirit. Even if it is a distance of hundreds of miles, it will not become an obstacle for them to communicate directly and in a timely manner. Lady Essard said, "With his relationship with the current King of the Night......"

"He's not going to have any outside help, Drens? None of Talos's three disciples had anything to worry about. The old knight waved his hand: "They are all top magical geniuses whose strength is no less than that of little Belencaster, if there is no arrangement, how dare I make a rash move?" At least in this battle, they have no way to intervene! As for whether there will be retaliation afterwards, that's another matter. ”

His subtext is simple. The three soft girls of the Implicit Legion are indeed strong, but they are not strong enough to defy all social rules. As long as Lu Xi is wiped out, and all the power that Lu Xi has arranged in Neosfia is cut off, even if the three of them want to take revenge like crazy afterwards, it will be much easier for them to deal with it.

In short, whether it is a victory or a defeat, a dragon or a worm, it only depends on the outcome of this operation. (To be continued.) )