With a lazy margin and a little flirtatious voice, he suddenly appeared where it should be only him and Thor, and his heart, which was beating to the point of exploding, was suddenly clenched by the soothing voice, and the cold touch began to extend with the blood.

Before the astonishment could shake his mind, the finger that held the bowstring was released, and the alarm arrow was immediately pushed out by the reaction force towards the sky, towards the black cloud where the scales could be seen.

The speed of the arrows shot by the combination of the best archery and the strong bow was almost impossible to catch the trajectory, and the confident lake-green pupils wanted to catch up with the brilliant feathers at the end of the arrow, but the image projected on the retina was a sharp white light.

"You should listen to people. ”

The remnants of the arrow disappeared from sight entirely, and the shrill whistle of warning did not vibrate on the eardrums, only the unhurried voice churned in the ears.

Clenching his molars and deflecting his gaze to the source of his voice, he pulled out his hunting knife from behind his back with his right hand like lightning, and while turning, he lowered his posture, and his bent legs were full of strength, and the next moment he would kick to the ground and eject his entire body.

The frozen scenery in front of him made Tyr's mind and body stagnate, maintaining the posture of preparing for a fatal blow, staring ahead.

"Great archery skills, arrows are good arrows. ”

Against the backdrop of the white reflection of the snow, the thick and strange black hair was so conspicuous that it was unforgettable to see it once, and the face and skin tone were also very different from those obscene human spies that I had seen so far.

Tyr also has a handsome appearance, and most of the people are good-looking, and a unique face is not enough to stop him from moving.

The alarm arrow in his left hand, the hunting knife between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and Thor holding the hunting knife in his hand—the combination of the sight in front of him forced Tyre to stop, think about the situation in front of him, and plan his next move.

"The archers are also excellent. ”

The gentle smile oozes a sense of coercion, and people can't help but want to bow their heads to receive the compliment, but the object of the praise does not reply, and there is no further movement, just silence.

Tyr didn't back down from looking at the wanton smiling face, his eyes clasped on his opponent's seemingly pliable waist and abdomen.

"There's no need to be nervous, I don't have any malice here, just say hello and kill someone or something, it will be troublesome for both parties, right?"

"To hell with it!!"

Thor didn't listen to the words of persuasion, and the thunderous roar and the fist that could easily shatter the boulder turned into a hammer of sanction and swung down at the strange boy in front of him.

The muffled sound that was unique to smashing the bones of the prey each time didn't show up as usual, and the fist did touch something, but the touch was completely different from the touch of hitting flesh or hard objects every time you fight.

At the end of the fist is not the mysterious smile of the black-haired boy, but a film that is not on the path of the fist.

Thin black hair-like threads hung from behind the boy, intertwining into a mesh membrane, the edges of which radiated out countless lines of force to absorb the impact, inserting into the frozen ground and tangling the roots of the rocks and trees, and the force of Thor's struggling blow was transferred to the ground, unable to form an effective attack.

The punch that held back his strength couldn't even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes, and the unbelievable abnormal situation made Thor open his mouth wide in surprise, and Tyr's face was also ugly, the hunting knife that he was holding in his hand was entangled and fixed in the air by silk threads, and the tip of the knife pointed to the right abdomen of the black-haired boy.

As Thor yells and swings his fist, Tyr immediately throws his hunting knife, not to kill the enemy, but to free Thor. ...,

It is not clear how the opponent in front of him snatched the warning arrow that had been fired, but it can be concluded that the speed of the opponent's shot and even the flight of the arrow is faster. Thor was too reckless to use a frontal attack, and choosing to throw a hunting knife might not necessarily kill the intruder, but it would distract him from dodging attacks from the flanks, and Thor would have a chance. This is Tyr's battle plan, tacit cooperation and accurate grasp of the opportunity to win, shrewd and bold.

If they had known their opponents better, this seemingly perfect solution would probably not have appeared, and if it had been someone else, they would have succeeded.

No matter how they plan their battle, from the moment they judge this opponent by common sense, any battle plan is doomed to end in defeat.

In front of this being, which transcends the limits of all intellectual thinking and understanding in Wilt's world, common sense does not weigh more than a piece of paper.

It was completely an understatement to block and defuse all of their almost sneak attacks in an instant, which was not at all a word like "easy" and "surplus", and it was purely to ignore their attacks as if they were nothing.

The difference in strength is so obvious that there is no need to think about it.

"Rudeness, I really don't like pointless arguments, and it's a bit too much. ”

The right hand swung an elegant arc in the air, and the intertwined threads began to dance, and after a while, it was as if it had never appeared without leaving a trace, and the hunting knife trapped in mid-air was also bounced open by the silk thread, spinning and drawing a dart-like trajectory, and then the original owner grabbed the hilt of the knife again.

This process is indescribably weird and bizarre, but the mere fact that the hair will prolong movement is already incredible, and what makes people even more stunned is the guy who controls these lines.

Tyr and Thor looked at each other for a moment, then leaped backwards. In any case, the opponent has fully expressed its intention not to engage in war on the premise of overwhelming superiority in power so far. I am no longer able to be an enemy of him, and there is no need to continue to do things that stimulate the other party.

After all, they are warriors with strong self-esteem, not scoundrels, and the honor of being a warrior and the dignity of being an elf are their bottom line.

It's just that although you can't continue to attack this dark-haired strange guy, you can't just retreat like this, and throw your back to an unknown intruder, after all, this is also an act that contradicts their sense of responsibility and dignity.

The situation became strange, even funny. On one side, I am not interested in moving, and on the other hand, I am not able to move, and I don't know what action to take to deal with this situation that I have never encountered before.

The subtle embarrassment of the dilemma was finally broken by a low whistle, and the elven youths turned away quickly, unable to see their backs from the milky white fog that enveloped the valley for a moment.

"Very good young man...... Right?"

"As you say. ”

The shadow leaped out of the bushes where the elves had left and landed silently almost imperceptibly. It's just that the outfit that doesn't adapt to the environment makes the shadow more dazzling than the black-haired boy.

The abrupt man in black stood beside the young man with his hands down, his expression respectful and humble.

"Lord Li Lin. ”

A mocking smile appeared on his face that did not match the bearing that his subordinates should have expressed, and the red pupils shifted from the milky white vapor to Wally's body, and his eyes became full of reproach.

"I don't like to pick a bone in the egg, and I don't like to show my authority with the little trick of scolding my subordinates, provided that the subordinates' work is done in a real way. But now...... Mr. Wally, your men obviously need to train well, and the good days with the Count have left them with too much unnecessary fat. ”...,

“...... I'm so sorry, Your Excellency. ”

Murderous enough to glance at his men who had sparsely emerged from the woods—a few of them kneeling on the ground retching. Wally's overly fair, sickly old face was shrouded in an even more ugly layer of lead ash.

"It was my fault, I was so indulgent to them before. ”

The killer who can't do well just by following the master's actions is obviously not satisfactory, Li Lin is only verbally expressing his dissatisfaction with them now, who knows what the reaction of this unpredictable adult will be next time.

Maybe these soft-footed fools won't even have the next time.

[After a long absence, the hell drill should be almost taken out and repeated a few times.] 】

There was enough cold groove in his heart to make a cadre shudder, and Wally's old face full of wrinkles carved by knives remained unmoved.

"Retraining is inevitable and the details need to be adjusted a little bit and I'll give you a training outline later. ”

smoothed out the mocking and harsh smile, and the tone became stern.

Accommodating this group of killers is of course Li Lin in order to increase the power in his hands, and in the future development process, some guys who can work wet and dry are indispensable. However, he didn't need to turn a group of killers into special forces or terrorists, and he didn't consider this seemingly tempting option at all.

What Li Lin needs is an intelligence system, which is commonly known as an espionage agency.

In this world of swords and sorcery, in the ranking of the things that Li Lin is most in need of, [Intelligence] is undoubtedly the one that can easily defeat many competitors to win the championship.

The information flow in this world is completely closed and messy, and the gap between it and his birthplace of the information explosion is so large that it is desperate enough - there is no comparison between a single artificial on-site intelligence collection judgment and the ubiquitous intelligence information network in the sky, under the sea, underground, and even in the virtual world.

In order to achieve that set goal, Li Lin needed a lot of intelligence—military, economic, political, cultural, geographical, and people's livelihood...... Intelligence on all fronts is an indispensable support. It is better to start the work of cultivating the intelligence team as soon as possible, and the training syllabus for the killers in the next stage has been drawn up, and its general content is, of course, transformation training.

This group of people is not ignorant of intelligence work, and the killers here actually have a bit of a tradition of engaging in intelligence.

It is clear from Wally's mouth that there is no official intelligence monitoring agency in each country so far, except for the Inquisition and the heresy burial agencies that Emile has stationed in various countries. Even the development and infiltration of the aforementioned two groups of people in various countries have been met with many resistances, and they are not allowed to interfere at all except in religious affairs and the expulsion of heresies.

The Church generally had very little to do with the killers, and the average employers, the princes and nobles, had very little information to provide to the killers. In order to be able to work smoothly and receive the necessary salary to support themselves, and finally use the money to live, the killers can only work part-time as intelligence collectors. With the passage of time, the ancient industry of killers has gradually formed its own set of intelligence system, and intelligence has become one of the necessary professional skills in this industry.

There is a certain foundation at the bottom, and new content is added to the training. Choose the right time to conduct a series of practical drills and run-ins. Li Lin believes that he will be able to select the personnel he needs in the end, plus the insurance measures he has prepared-

"I've decided on the training supervisor and that guy is perfect for this kind of thing. ”

The gentle, homely gossip smile had no idea what the idea was, and Wally could only infer a clear message from the literal meaning of the words.

"Those guys are going to be out of luck. 】

The killer, who had long been touched by the bloody life, made up sentences like sighs in his heart, and his gray eyes squinted at his subordinates who were slowly relieving their breath.

"The greeting team has also come out, so let's not stand here stupidly. ”

The red eyes were no longer directed towards the silent killer, and the crystal round eyes reflected the silhouette of a figure moving in the thick fog, and the eyelids blinked playfully.

"I hope the elves can judge the situation rationally, and they should be able to make wise decisions living in such a ghost place. ”

For the first step in front of you, determine the beginning of the foundation. The sarcastic countenance retracted, and the nerves and muscles that controlled the expression adjusted to the state that best achieved the effect—a sincere, serene, and well-impressed smile.

"Am I really looking forward to it?"