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Chapter 92 Raquel's Enlightenment

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The scene changed, and then the next person, Seabrand.

When Shebrande saw Altaïr, he was already collapsed on the ground.

Beside him, there were many soldiers falling in disorder, and the traces of death could be seen from the blood stains under them.

Seebrand looked at Altaïr who pointed his sword at him, resisted with his hands in a panic and wailed, "No, don't do this to me."

Fear filled Seabrand's heart, and only fear and blind actions remained.

Altaïr held the long sword, looked at Seabrand's appearance, and felt a little speechless, "Are you scared?"

Seabrand replied shamelessly, "Of course I'm afraid."

Altaïr said jokingly, "Oh, then you'll be safe soon, in the arms of God."

"Didn't my brothers tell you anything? I know what's waiting for me... what's waiting for all of us." Seabrand suddenly spoke in a less nervous tone at this time.

"If it's not your god, what is it?" As the head of the Teutonic Knights, the leader of one of the Pope's three major knight orders, he didn't believe in his own god.

Seabrand shook his head, "There's nothing but nothingness...that's what I'm afraid of."

"You don't believe in your faith?" Altaïr asked his question.

Seabrand exclaimed loudly "How can I believe it!?" and then his voice dropped again "After I saw that... and was told that? Our treasure is the proof."

Altaïr didn't know what he meant by "prove what?"

"We only have this life." Seabrand knew that after his death, he would not be resurrected or ascend to heaven like Jehovah in the story.

"Then stay a little longer and tell me your role." Altaïr took advantage of the situation and continued to ask, deciding to kill Sheebrand later.

"Block land and sea, stop the stupid king and send reinforcements later, once we... once..." Seabrand did not continue.

"Conquered the Holy Land?" Altaïr answered it for him.

As a result, Seabrand changed his state and became very brave? "It's to free it, idiot . . . to free it from tyrannical beliefs."

"Liberation? What you did was to destroy cities, control people's minds, and murder anyone who stood against you." Altaïr saw a lot along the way.

"I believe in our cause, so I carry out my orders, just like you." Saying that, Shebrand got up from the ground and rushed forward to Altaïr, and Altaïr naturally pierced his chest with a sword. heart.

However, there was no expression of fear on Seabrand's face. Instead, there was a hint of a smile, and then fell down in a pool of blood.

After replaying the plot, Gao Long returned to the game world.

Before he could react for a while, Gao Long remembered to release the gray mist technique in his hand when he saw the long sword waving towards him.

A puff of invisible smoke blocked the soldiers' sight. After the smoke cleared, the people standing had disappeared, leaving only the people lying on the ground without breathing.

After leaving the port, Altaïr went directly to the liaison office in order to seize the time. Now every minute and every second may be about to start a battle.

Although these leaders were killed, their subordinates were still carrying out the tasks they left behind.

The port remains blocked, and the conspiracy continues.

After arriving at the liaison office, Raquel was already waiting for them, "Altaïr, Gao Long, you have caused quite a commotion." Sure enough, Raquel's information was as well informed as ever.

"We did what we should do. Shebrand's life is over, and Jubail who escaped here is also attached." Altaïr said very flatly.

"Yes, yes, you should return to Masyaf and tell Al Mualim about your success," Raquel reminded.

"Yes, I will go back and talk to him about this matter and..." Altaïr hesitated.

"Are you okay? My friend, you look a little... in a daze." Raquel asked concerned, "Gao Long, what's wrong with Altaïr?"

Altaïr himself replied to Raquel "It's nothing, Raquel, I just think of a lot of things."

"Huh? Talk to me, maybe I can help." Raquel was willing to bear some burden for Altaïr.

"I have to figure it out myself first, but thank you for your concern." Altaïr rejected Raquel's proposal.

Raquel looked at Gao Long, Gao Long shook his head and said that he was not clear either.

But as a bystander, Gao Long knew everything about what happened.

Raquel thought for a moment, then said, "You're thinking about the people you killed, aren't you? You have... some thoughts about them." Raquel seemed to have noticed something too.

"How come?" Altaïr didn't expect Raquel to ask directly.

"Ah, friend, you don't like these cold tasks. Regret, doubt, sympathy, these feelings are all expected." Raquel seems to be someone who has experienced it, and he has learned a lot in the liaison office for many years.

"Shouldn't I have written feelings?" Altaïr asked suspiciously.

Raquel felt that these were right, "You should accept them, these prove that you maintain your heart."

"What if I'm wrong, what if these people don't deserve to die? What if their intentions are good, their motives are right, and the knowledge is misguided?" Altaïr asked one hypothesis after another.

Raquel knew that at this time he couldn't say nonsense, "I'm just an intelligence agent, Altaïr. These are beyond the scope of my answer, maybe Al Mualim can help you sort out your thoughts." In the end, he threw the ball directly at Altaïr. Mu Lin, he can't just say right or wrong about this kind of thing.

"Yes... Maybe, thank you, Raquel." Altaïr expressed his heartfelt thanks.

"It's my honor to be able to assist such a capable person like you, and of course you, Gao Long." Raquel came out after a wave of exchanging blows.

Then Altaïr bid farewell to Raquel, and returned to the hotel with Gao Long to pack up and prepare to return to Masyaf.

The previous time I didn’t buy horses at the gate of Acre City, but this time I did. Because of the blockade of ships, fewer people came here, and King Richard didn’t need so many horses to expand his cavalry team. So naturally there was horse sales again.

They casually bought two horses and set out on the road. The journey was relatively safe, but they saw many people heading towards Jerusalem from the direction of Damascus.

Altaïr suddenly whispered to Gao Long, "Did you see that group of people." Gao Long followed Altaïr's intention and looked at the group of people again, "What happened to them?"

Gao Long didn't understand what Altaïr meant, "Look at their hands." "Hands?" Altaïr answered Gao Long's doubts, "Their hands are the hands that use weapons all the time. If you look carefully, you can even see them. Even if they are equipped with weapons."

Gao Long carefully looked at the clothes of the nearest men, it seemed that there were indeed some bulges at the waist, which felt like a hard object, and their expressions did not feel like the kind of numb civilians, but were observing Movement around.

Of course, Gao Long and Altaïr are only two people, and they didn't take them seriously.

Along the way, I only encountered such a situation, nothing else happened at all.

Again and again, after a 6-day journey, the two returned to Masyaf from Acre City. This time, they spent almost a month on the road, and spent the rest of their time on missions. A day or two.

Sure enough, the traffic problem is the biggest problem. In ancient times, travel remained the same. As the saying goes, when the army goes to war, the soldiers go first without using food and grass.

This explains the problem of inconvenient transportation, and a series of reactions caused by it. If the transportation is very convenient, do we still need so many supply troops?

(End of this chapter)