Dark Redemption of Elf

In a small room in the church, Vanessa looked calmly at the young man in front of her who had the same black hair as her.

"What do you have to do with me?"

"Can you do me a favor?" Ayton said this while rubbing his head. To be honest, he wanted to tie her up just now, but his identity was exposed and he could only negotiate.

Vanessa smiled lightly: "Just tell me, as long as I can help."

Ayton was relieved. With her character, she would not tell anyone. She took out the brocade box hidden behind her and opened it gently, revealing the white flowers lying in the center that exuded the glow of snow.

"Shelley's flower?" Vanessa couldn't help opening her mouth wide and looking at Ayton, as if asking why this thing is here.

Since he decided to ask her for help, Ayton had to briefly describe the situation, but withheld his name. The female pastor didn't seem to care about the process, she just said lightly.

"In that case, what do you want me to help you with?"

"Just inject pure light magic into this." Ayton had a smile on his face. There was no one around. If she refused, he might still follow the original plan. The only price might be to kill people and silence them... .Isn’t it a bit much?

Vanessa expressed that there was no problem. She closed her fingers slightly and injected her own light magic power into it. The white expression of the Shelley Flower seemed to be slowly rotating under some kind of complex flow, and colorful rays of light emanated from it like fine smoke. come out.

"Hey, Master, it really works."

"Great"

After a while, the strange light dissipated, and a trace of sweat broke out on Vanessa's forehead due to the excessive injection of magic power. Ayton thought it was almost done, so he stopped and took back the Shelley Flower. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Thank you.

Vanessa smiled and said, "No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank the goddess of light for her arrangement."

"..." I thanked her for the hammer?

"And this Shelley flower is stained with too many sins. I hope the dead souls above it rest in peace." Vanessa thought of something and her expression became a little sad. She put her hands together and silently recited a pious prayer.

Ayton was a little curious: "What sin? Can you tell me about it?"

Vanessa sighed, thought about it, and decided to tell this story. The former also listened with interest. After all, it is good to have more knowledge.

It turned out that this wild Shelley flower was not discovered by the Carlyle family, but by a small nobleman near the Carlyle territory. It turned out that they had also done extremely strict confidentiality work, but unfortunately there was still a traitor among them. Revealed to the adjacent Marquis de Carlyle.

After some investigation, the latter confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and then Thunder struck out, sending personnel disguised as thieves and bloodbathed the small noble manor. In the process, one of the heirs escaped by chance, but was also seriously injured and was killed by Winnie, who was in the church in a nearby small town. Only after being rescued by Sha did he learn about the matter.

The surviving descendants did not choose to stand up for revenge, but hid in the crowd, waiting for future revenge.

After that bloody incident, the aura of the Shelley Flower was contaminated. After all kinds of research to no avail, the Carlyle family decided to sell it at a high price. The Duke of Halle's people knew about this for some reason, and they were probably the ones who survived. Information revealed by people who came down.

Under the cover of Grover's men, the auction was intercepted by people from the Assassin's Guild hired by him. Because he had to deliver the goods outside the city, Clementine encountered Ayton and the two while hiding in Luanwa Hill in the South District. Killing someone for fun, but he was killed in reverse, and Shelley's Flower finally fell into Ayton's hands.

After clarifying his thoughts, Ayton felt that the matter was not complicated. Looking at Vanessa's generous attitude without asking for anything, a warmth flowed in his heart. In the cold dark elf society, there would never be a person like her...

"Brother, are you ready?" Ariel urged impatiently outside the door.

"Okay." Ayton walked out of the room and looked at the two women outside. A smile appeared on his lips. His life had settled down and he no longer needed to be trapped in that dark cave like before.

"Why did it take so long? Didn't Angel say it would be solved soon?" Ariel put her hands on her waist, fuming.

"It won't take long." Ayton glanced at the sky and saw that it wasn't even lunch time yet.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first," Vanessa greeted softly, and Ayton said goodbye with a slightly apologetic tone. Taking Eva with her, Ariel walked towards home first...

After getting along with her today, he had a general idea of ​​Eva's personality. She had a strong personality, agility, and a sense of gratitude... These were all in line with the criteria for personal protection of Xingye.

......

In Huangyao East District, a small room filled with the faint smell of rotten wood.

Bang rumble...

A thin old man was thrown heavily on the debris in the corner. With the sound of breaking ceramic bottles and jars, he raised his head with difficulty. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the tall figure in front of him with a horrified expression.

"You...you...what do you want to do? I am just a businessman. I don't know where I have offended you, sir."

The figure did not speak and walked slowly towards the old man. A beam of sunlight shined on his cold face through the small window above. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a strong build. He was Bai Si, a retiree from the Assassin's Guild.

It's just that his eyes were not as calm as before, with a sinister and menacing aura. Bais leaned down like a chicken, grabbed the old house seller's shirt with one hand, and threw it heavily on the sofa, releasing a cloud of dust. Just when the latter wanted to get up and call for help, a big hand blocked his mouth.

clang...

A bright dagger was inserted deeply into the wooden table. The old and decayed wooden table immediately couldn't bear the pressure and cracked in half from the gap. The old seller immediately trembled with fear.

Bai Si snorted coldly, let go and sat down, twisted his stiff neck, and said, "Where do those two young men with black hair and black eyes live?"

The sound of hawking in the bustling street came from outside. As an ordinary person, the thin old man knew that it would be easy for the other party to kill him, so he sat obediently on the sofa and did not dare to move.

"In...in the South District." Two minutes ago, the other party pushed the door open without any explanation. He thought that someone else was buying a house. In the end, the middle-aged man just asked if two young people had come to buy a house. He immediately thought of the previous ones. Ayton and Ariel from heaven.

But as a businessman, one of the principles is to protect the privacy of customers, but the other party grabbed him while his eyes were in a trance, and without saying a word, beat him until he was stunned.

"Where in the South District?" Bais lowered his head, took out a rag and wiped the dagger in his hand. The old house seller's tongue trembled and he told an approximate location. A two-story mansion with a front yard and a backyard, surrounded by open space. Easy to remember.

Bais didn't look up. He pondered for a moment before speaking: "Key?"

"Ah?" The old man was suddenly surprised. How did he know that he still had a spare key to the iron door?

Bais raised his head and stared at him with murderous eyes. He was so frightened that the old man rolled around and opened a cabinet in the corner. It was filled with neat keys. He took out the key to Ayton's mansion and handed it to him tremblingly. he.

"Were there anyone else around them at that time?" When Baisi said this, he lowered his head again. The old house seller did not dare to look at him and said respectfully.

"There is also an ordinary boy from the rat area. He is my insider. Usually when he calls new people, they will come to buy a house from me."

"...Gone?"

The old man shook his head repeatedly, praying in his heart that this figure would leave quickly. He actually dared to ride on his head. When he went back, he must ask the people above to make the decision for him to see who he was.

While thinking, the sword flashed, and the old man's body plummeted to the ground...blood spurted onto the rusty key.

Bais wiped the blood on the key, put it away, put on his hood, hid the body in the old cabinet with an expressionless face, and then walked out of the small room.

The middle-aged man looked at the sunlight coming in from above and moved his wrist. In the eight years since he retired from the world, this was the first time he had committed a murder...