Dean stood on the narrow platform again, his gaze sweeping over the young man in front of him.

Undoubtedly, as the winners of this competition, these young men are naturally strong and have quite good combat experience.

That's what he needs.

Again, he needs discipline.

It was a long-term training process, and it was a subtle process, but looking at the calm appearance of the young man in front of him, Dean felt a little satisfied.

At the very least, that's a good start.

"You know where you want to go with me in a moment; So, you have ten minutes to get rid of the blood on your faces, and put on those leather armors and swords...... Now, I'm giving you ten minutes, remember it's only ten minutes, and if anyone is late, I don't think anyone else would mind taking your place! Let's go! ”

Just as Dean's words fell, the young man in front of him rushed frantically to the well, began to wash himself, and then, rushed to the hall, where the leather armor that had been sewn and polished by Siren and the polished and oiled swords were neatly arranged.

Around the sixth minute, the young people were in front of Dean again.

Of course, after cleaning the blood mist, some bruises on the face still remained, but it was much better than before.

Dean nodded in satisfaction and shouted, "Take your 'merits', get on your horse, and head to Tyre!" ”

……

The news that the Baron of Tyre was to entertain a nobleman from afar was known to the whole town of Tyre after noon, by the entourage of those who had gone out to invite them, or by some of the great men who were considered dignitaries in the Tyre realm.

Even, even the news of the distant nobleman appeared some—

Some say that it is a great nobleman from the Emerald Capital.

Some say that he is the son of the old marquis of Vaubonshire.

Others say that Baron Tyre has recovered his illegitimate son.

……

All sorts of half-truths and half-truths circulated in the town of Tyre, and people were more willing to believe that Baron Tyre was greeting the son of the old Marquis of Vauban than the complicated ones.

As for the great nobles of the Emerald Capital and the illegitimate son of Baron Tyre?

The former is clearly not something that Baron Tyre can climb.

And the latter? As we all know, after the death of the Baroness, Baron Tyre was determined not to marry and raised his son and daughter with peace of mind.

From this point of view, the lords of Tyre still admired their lords, after all, in what they saw and heard, apart from their lords, which nobles were not embraced left and right?

Even the rumored benevolent Marquis Vauban had a total of three wives, as well as a large number of ** and unknown underground**.

Crunch!

With a slight screech of the door opening, one of the baron's guards walked into the 'Snow Bear House', the guard's outfit and the long sword at his waist silenced the lively lobby where discussions were taking place.

The guard, apparently oblivious to the merchants who had remained in Tyre, walked straight towards the innkeeper.

"Boss Huck, this is an invitation from Lord Baron!"

The guard respectfully handed the baron's invitation to the tall, one-armed man in front of him.

There are only less than ten invitations, which is enough to show the preciousness of this invitation, and the fact that the man in front of him can get one naturally shows that it is extraordinary.

Of course, more often than not, he used to be his instructor.

Huck still retains his majesty.

"Well, I'll be on time!"

Huck accepted the invitation and nodded.

The guard gestured and left the hotel respectfully.

And as the guards left, some locals immediately started to coax -

"Mighty Huck!"

"Cheers to our Huck!"

……

Of course, the people who made such a coax were just locals, and those foreign merchants looked at Huck with different eyes after seeing the invitation, especially those southern merchants who were still thinking about how to deal with Huck, at this time, their faces changed several times.

Obviously, a person who can connect with a local lord is not something they can afford to mess with.

Even if the other person seems to be a grumpy innkeeper.

However, some people with bad intentions are different—they look at Huck as if they were looking at the most delicious food.

In fact, there are definitely quite a few such people.

They followed the baron's guards and watched where the invitations were delivered, and then, in silence, departed again until all the guests had been confirmed, and then they gathered together again.

In the basement of a house somewhere in the town of Tyre, in the darkness of the environment, there was no light, and a total of six people gathered here, talking in low voices-

"Have you confirmed all the mission objectives?"

A deep voice asked.

"It's all confirmed!"

The thieves in charge of tracking replied one by one, adding, "Except for that hack, they are very easy targets!" ”

"Very well, we're going to kill all the people Baron Tyre invited! Let him understand that our thieves' union in Tyr is not to be messed with! ”

The former nodded with great satisfaction with his subordinate's work, and then the malicious voice rang out.

"That little nobleman is tricky, he'll come with a team of militia!"

A few voices from before suddenly mentioned.

"It's just a couple of young hunters and a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, we don't need to worry at all, we need to worry more about the guy Huck - if he hadn't been unlucky, he would have been a knight by now, we can't underestimate him! But let's assassinate the little nobleman and cause chaos in the town, and then we'll kill Huck and the others - they're going to die if we don't catch them by surprise! ”

The deep voice clearly knew some of the people in Tyre, at least the owner of the 'Snow Bear House'.

So he had a plan for taking out Huck, one that seemed perfect to him.

As for the little nobleman?

As he said, in his eyes, the other party is just a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky.

……

Although it was only afternoon, and there was still some time before evening, Dean had already gone out with his two militia captains and a group of subordinates.

In addition to showing respect to the Baron of Tyre, it was naturally because of some other things-

"Commander, why are we putting these heads in sacks?"

Siren asked puzzled.

"Because, we need to prepare a surprise!"

Dean replied with a slight smile in his eyes.

"But the Baron already knows......"

Ceren said instinctively, but before he finished speaking, this young man with 'knightly qualifications' showed that something was wrong - it was not a trace or phenomenon in the real sense, it was just a hint between Dean's words, which made him instinctively feel that something bad was going to happen.

Ike, on the side, subconsciously looked around.

Obviously, the emaciated militia captain had a better brain than his friend.

"Does anyone want to do us badly?"

Siren looked at his friend's appearance and immediately reacted.

"Well, there were some guys who were watching us before—probably some thieves!" Dean nodded, pointing in the direction where there had been traces of thieves before.

However, no matter how the two militia captains looked, they could not see anything.

Naturally, although the two were hunters, they were still far from actually trained thieves - if they hadn't been Assassins before, and had been fairly trained, Dean wouldn't have seen anything wrong.

And after going through that kind of training, as long as your grades are qualified, then you will develop and will always patrol the places where it is easiest to hide and form an assassination position at the first time.

Therefore, it was easy for him to see that something was wrong.

And quickly gave a more accurate definition of the other party's identity and actions - after all, the thief's way of acting cannot be hidden, and there are only a few things that have happened in Tyre recently, and there are only two things that can be related to the thief.

One is the death of a thief, and the other is the sweep of thieves in the town of Tyre.

And these two things, either way, are not allowed by the local thieves' union.

"Obviously, our baron's purging in the past few days, although it has not achieved breakthrough results, has completely angered these guys walking in the dark corners - they want to take advantage of this banquet to give the banquet organizers a fatal blow!"

Dean pursed the corners of his mouth, slightly admiring the ruthlessness and audacity of the head of the Tyrecollar Thieves' Guild.

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