When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

"Well, let's do it."

The voice fell with a hint of indifference in disappointment.

The assassins, who had been ready for action, drew their swords and rushed towards Altaïr without any emotion.

Altaïr held a sword in his right hand, looking ready for battle, but his left hand quietly touched a bulging cloth bag in his pocket.

When his former assassin brothers swarmed over, he quickly threw the dust-filled bag to the ground.

"puff--"

The thick gray dust instantly obscured his figure.

The assassins subconsciously raised their hands to block it, but after the smoke and dust cleared, there was no one in front of them, only the faint sound of hurried footsteps coming from deep in the corridor.

"Chase."

A cold command came from behind.

Led by three black-robed assassins, the assassins with numb eyes rushed into the corridor in an instant and chased after the fleeing "traitor".

Altaïr can now be called a traitor to the Assassin's Resistance.

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"Hurry! Go faster! Altaïr must have returned to the headquarters alone."

The innkeeper walked hurriedly in front to lead the way, his body stuttering and he seemed to be a little limping.

"If my guess is true, then he must be in danger now!"

Li Shanren and Weiluo followed closely behind, their eyes looking solemn.

In a previous conversation, the innkeeper expressed his guess that he suspected the leader of the Assassin's Resistance was the real traitor and had a close connection with the Order of Sloth.

This is something he discovered through gradual observation over time.

Because there are too many suspicious things.

For example, the Order of Sloth knew the location of every stronghold of the Assassin's Rebellion so clearly and launched a decisive hunting operation, but the location of those strongholds was clearly known only to a few assassins including the leader;

For example, when they were carrying out assassination plans, they could always get extremely detailed intelligence from the leader to ensure the success of the mission, but they never knew the source of the leader's intelligence;

For example, most of those hunted in the Resistance were assassin brothers who did not have slave marks on their bodies;

For example, opposite the main base is the headquarters of the Cult of Sloth in Olin City. The leader who has been staying in the main base all year round knows nothing about this and does not even reveal any information to them.

You know, when choosing the main base, the leader claimed that he had already sent people to explore the surrounding area.

There was no way he wouldn't arrange for someone to investigate that conspicuous manor next door.

However, he claimed that there was nothing wrong with the estate and that he sent people in to inspect it every day.

In addition, there are many doubts. The hotel owner has long doubted the leader's loyalty to the resistance.

But he had no choice because the other party was the leader, and he was just an old assassin who was squeezed out of the Assassin's Resistance Society after being injured. He could only become the one who stayed behind in one of the assassin's strongholds to cover those assassin brothers in need who passed by nearby.

The gap in status between the two parties was too great, and rash accusations would only expose himself, so he could only keep these doubts in his heart.

I never expected to encounter such a day in my lifetime.

After telling his guess, the hotel owner made a suggestion:

Go to the headquarters of the Assassin's Resistance and confront the leader. If the leader is really a traitor, capture him and torture him to get information about the headquarters of the Order of Sloth in Olin City.

After a little thought, Li Shanren and Wei Luo agreed to the hotel owner's request.

But the innkeeper later learned from Velo that Altaïr seemed to be planning to return to the headquarters of the Assassin's Resistance alone.

After realizing that Altaïr might be in danger, the innkeeper anxiously took the two of them out, which led to the current scene of them hurriedly traveling.

Diya was temporarily left in Huosen Hotel by Weiluo.

If the boss had not repeatedly assured me that no outsiders would enter the hotel, and if Wei Luo had not re-strengthened the mark he left on Diya, I'm afraid Wei Luo would not have been able to let go of the elf girl and come here.

After all, he had been tracking down the missing elves for so long and had finally found such a pure-blooded young elf. If he lost it again, he would probably go completely crazy.

However, Wei Luo also cared about Diya's slave master, so he had to go to the headquarters of the Cult of Sloth no matter what.

Li Shanren simply came to cause trouble for the Cult of Sloth.

Now that Tifa, Aerith and the others have left, he has basically no worries.

This time he had to settle some of the old and new grudges between him and the Cult of Sloth, not just because of the Cult of Sloth member who escaped last night.

On the way to the headquarters of the Assassin's Resistance Society, although the innkeeper was a little lame, he was also an elite-level extraordinary person, so his speed was not slow.

As a former assassin, he was familiar with all the alleys in Olin City. He took Li Shanren and Wei Luo through one shortcut after another and quickly rushed to the headquarters of the Assassin's Resistance Society.

More than twenty minutes later, the hotel owner stopped in front of a two-story wooden building that looked ordinary.

"If the information you received is true, the manor across the street is the headquarters of the Order of Sloth in Orin City."

The boss glanced at the corner of the high wall of the manor that was slightly exposed outside the alley, then rummaged around for the key nearby, opened the side door of the wooden house, and was the first to enter.

Wei Luo looked deeply at the corner of the manor, and followed the hotel owner into the building.

Li Shanren, who was walking at the end, moved his eyes and did not follow in immediately.

He looked around and found that there was no one around, so he rang the soul-summoning bell.

"Ring ring ring..."

Soon, the headless knight Lutier, holding a spear and a large shield, slowly appeared beside him.

"You sneak in first and explore the way..."

Li Shanren whispered a few instructions to him.

After receiving the order, Lutier leaned on her spear and disappeared silently.

Li Shanren pulled off the holy grail bottle from his waist, took a sip, and replenished the concentration points used to summon Lutier before walking into the house.

By the way, after exploring the Lienia region, he obtained enough golden seeds to increase the drinking capacity of the Holy Grail bottle from eight sips of dew drops to nine sips.

When he followed Wei Luo's figure into the building and down to the cellar, the innkeeper just turned the secret mechanism in the wine barrel, opening the crude secret corridor and beckoning the two of them to walk into the corridor.

......

Altaïr moved quickly, and in one move he leapt several meters away, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch sight of him.

Behind him, three black-robed assassins were chasing closely, and their speed seemed to be even faster than Altaïr.

In order to escape the pursuit, Altaïr had to pull out the throwing knife on his chest belt and threw it backwards without looking back, trying to hinder the progress of the three black-robed assassins.

The three black-robed assassins are all extraordinary people with gold-level strength, and only those at the gold level are qualified to wear black robes.

The three extremely sharp flying knives were easily avoided by them simply by leaning sideways, and there was no way for them to stop for even a second.

However, the few white-robed assassins following behind them seemed to be injured by the flying knives and let out a few muffled groans.

Realizing that the speed of the pursuers behind him did not slow down at all, Altaïr's eyes narrowed slightly, reached into his pocket with his left hand, took out an iron ball, squeezed it hard, and threw it on the ground.

Seeing this, the three black-robed assassins' faces under their hoods changed slightly and they couldn't help but slow down.

"Peng——!"

The next second, the iron sphere exploded, shooting out hundreds of iron nails in all directions. If someone was hit by it without any preparation, they would probably be either killed or disabled.

But the black-robed assassins who were well prepared simply waved their robes lightly in front of them, and the iron nails shot at them fell to the ground one after another.

This delay did buy Altaïr one or two seconds to escape, and by the time the three black-robed assassins started again, Altaïr had already opened up a distance of dozens of meters between him and them.

Just one minute later, Altaïr rushed out of the corridor and returned to the stone platform of the Assassin's Resistance headquarters. Then he found the movable floor tile without hesitation and stepped on it.

"Rumble..."

The originally opened passageway immediately began to close.

Before the stone slabs closed, Altaïr took out the last two iron balls on his body, triggered them with force, and threw them into the corridor.

Soon, two muffled sounds were heard from inside, and the mechanism stone slab closed smoothly.

I don’t know if the three black-robed assassins were blocked by the exploding iron sphere, but they were ultimately unable to catch up.

Seeing this, Altaïr's expression relaxed slightly, and he turned around and continued to flee.

The mechanism stone slab could only buy him seven or eight seconds at most, because there were mechanisms around the passage below the stone slab that could open the stone slab again.

However, before he could run a few steps, a loud explosion suddenly came from behind him.

"Oh!"

Altaïr was startled and turned around to look.

The stone slab that was originally closed was actually blown apart, wisps of black smoke floated up, and rubble scattered everywhere.

The next second, three black shadows rushed out from the corridor and flashed in front of Altaïr. Three cold daggers stabbed at his back, throat and temple respectively, trying to kill him with one blow.

Altaïr's face changed, and he only had time to raise his sword to meet the dagger that was stabbing at his temple, but he was unable to block attacks from other directions.

The ranks of these three black-robed assassins are higher than his.

If there was only one person chasing him, Altaïr might be able to deal with it.

Now that all three were attacking him together, no matter how calm Altaïr was, he would be helpless and could only wait for death.

The time he had inherited from the Invisible One was too short, and he had only mastered the ability of Eagle Vision. He was still exploring other abilities, otherwise he might have had a chance to escape.

"Bang!"

A large, half-real, half-illusory gray shield suddenly appeared in front of Altaïr, firmly blocking the other two daggers.

The spear burning with yellow and black flames swept across, instantly forcing the three black-robed assassins away.

The three black-robed assassins retreated instantly, retreating to seven or eight steps away, their numb eyes falling in front of Altaïr.

A tall headless knight covered in heavy silver armor was standing upright, facing the three of them fearlessly.

"This is......"

Altaïr looked at the Headless Knight who suddenly came to his aid, his expression changed, and he immediately recalled the Headless Knight who appeared at the auction dinner on the night of Charles' death.

Although he arrived late, he finally saw the last glimpse of the headless knight fighting with the auctioneer under Roland.

Compared to that time, the aura of this headless knight seems to be much stronger.

The three black-robed assassins looked indifferently at the headless knight who was interfering with one hand, standing where they were without making any movement.

Soon, the white-robed assassins who had fallen behind in the rear corridor caught up and poured out in a line, lining up on both sides of the black-robed assassin, a total of eighteen on the left and right.

They stood in a semicircle, vaguely surrounding the Headless Horseman and Altaïr in the middle, their eyes cold and without any emotion.

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Being forced to work eight consecutive days is unbearable...

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Thanks to Xuebai Qiqizi from Xuanyu Palace, Liujiefa from Elong Valley, Guhehehe, D. K., Teng Yun who loves fried loofah with edamame, Yunluokanri, Jiang Bei from Guyue River, Yuanxing., Baikongfengqi, User, Zhang Meng who likes fish carving, Yibai l, Username, Zuoqiuya who stays up all night, Fengtingfeng, the Knights of Kailu, Yunqing who loves Buddha's hand buns, and Fried carrots with dried tofu for their tips!

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