I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

After the success of the Britannia Revolution, Heilang and the Brotherhood wanted to try to apply the template here to other countries in Europe to completely end the decadent monarchy system.

They have indeed succeeded in some small countries.

However, just when they were about to apply their mature model to major European countries, they were ambushed and paid a heavy price. Even Heilang was seriously injured.

According to the Brotherhood's subsequent investigation and Heilang's own speculation, it seemed that there was an entity that had reintegrated the forces of the Nightmare Order in Europe and began to attack the Brotherhood's forces across Europe.

They are very powerful and even have some special powers. Hei Lang suspects that they are nightmares under the hands of the God of Sleep.

But in short, the Brotherhood has been turning to the dark side in the past few years, and has been fighting against the Nightmare Order. Both sides have won and lost, and they seem to have fallen into some kind of cycle.

This stalemate continues to this day, decades later.

The good news is that although the original Brotherhood suffered heavy losses from the Nightmare Order, the former Brotherhood headquarters has been successfully preserved.

However, compared to the Montney Manor in the past, the current manor can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, although the manor was used as the headquarters of the fraternity, it was actually home to many family members of the fraternity members.

However, as time progressed, the number of brothers in the Brotherhood increased, and the manor gradually became unable to accommodate anyone.

The brotherhood originally wanted to demolish the manor's walls and internal houses and renovate and rebuild them.

However, Heilang was obviously more nostalgic, so they expanded around the manor.

In the past hundred years, the original manor has developed into a small town marked on the map of the country. Most of the people in the town are members of the brotherhood, their families, and descendants.

The mayor of the town is basically a member of the brotherhood.

At this moment, Arthur was walking in the streets of this small town of Montney.

The Brotherhood has been doing well in these years. It has many industries, branches in various countries around the world, and even some senior officials are their employees.

Therefore, this town is also very beautifully built. The city streets are paved with bluestone paths that are not found in many cities, and the streets are very spacious.

The houses on both sides are built in a unified style, with almost the same height and the same style. Most of them are Baroque style, but they are not too luxurious. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are like a corner of a certain city.

But the most eye-catching thing is the walled manor in the center of the town, which looks like some kind of historical relic.

When Arthur entered the town, there were children running and playing in the streets, but for some reason, as he gradually approached the castle in the middle, there were fewer and fewer people on the streets.

He could clearly feel that the people around him were closing the windows tightly, watching him carefully through some gaps.

At this time, he passed by a coffee shop. The owner of that shop was about thirty years old. He had red hair and a red beard. He should be a Celtic.

He was wearing an apron and had a kind smile on his face.

"Hey, new face, are you here to find someone?"

"Yes." Arthur said.

"Who are you looking for?" he continued to ask.

After a pause, he smiled confidently, "It's not me. I know everyone in this town. Just name them and I can help you find them."

"Heilang," Arthur said.

The man obviously didn't react, "What?"

"Your mentor," Arthur continued, "Is he still alive?"

The owner of the coffee shop squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the old man in front of him carefully. His hair and beard were both gray and very long. He is not tall, but he is not as stooped as other old men of this age, and his eyes are very energetic.

"We don't have this person here," he said.

Arthur frowned slightly and said with some confusion, "It's strange, he should be here."

"Can I ask about your relationship with him?" he continued.

"We are friends."

The moment he finished speaking, the red-haired man's face revealed a moment of murderous intent, and he violently burst into action.

The whole person rushed towards Arthur like an arrow from the string, and the hidden sword in his hand thrust out and stabbed straight into Arthur's chest.

However, Arthur moved slightly to one side and easily dodged the blow. He even grabbed his arm with his backhand and pulled him to the right, pushing his knees upward.

A knee hit him hard in the abdomen. The red-haired middle-aged man spit out a mouthful of liquid mixed with stomach acid, and then fell to the ground, holding his stomach and rolling in pain.

"The speed is good, but the killing intent is too obvious." Arthur commented.

He ignored the man and continued walking along the path towards the walled manor.

At that moment, there was more killing intent in the surrounding area.

Several venomous blow darts flew over from both sides. They were almost invisible to the naked eye, and it was impossible to avoid them at such a close distance.

But Arthur raised his head slightly, and several blow darts almost grazed his head and shot into the wall on one side.

At the same time, two figures fell from the roof above. The hidden swords exuded a cold brilliance in the sun, as if they were preparing to knock Arthur to the ground and pierce his chest.

However, what surprised those two people was that Arthur actually grabbed their arms in mid-air at an inhuman speed.

And at the same time, he took a step back, using the force of their fall to pull back sharply.

"boom!"

The two people came into close contact with the solid masonry ground directly face down.

With the dull sound, the two assassins felt that they had been hit hard by a high-speed train. Their internal organs were trembling. They spit out a mouthful of blood and huddled on the ground in pain.

"The cooperation is very good." Arthur said, "But it's not quiet enough and the sound is too loud..."

He ignored the two people again and continued walking forward.

His pace was neither hasty nor slow, not caring about the increasing number of assassins around him, like an ordinary old man who got up in the morning and went to the park for morning exercises.

The assassins were almost everywhere on the rooftops, in the surrounding lanes, and behind them.

Everyone stared at Arthur, and the hidden swords on his arms flicked out.

Arthur said helplessly, "I'm just here to be a friend. I don't mean any harm."

But obviously, they had no intention of talking to Arthur.

An assassin rushed over first. Both in speed and skill, he was stronger than the previous ones. His hidden sword pierced Arthur's chest!

But Arthur took a step forward, and his arm passed directly over Arthur's shoulder.

Arthur broke into his penalty area directly, but Arthur didn't even use his hands. Instead, he used an action similar to leaning against a mountain, and his shoulder hit the man's shoulder hard.