Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

Morani got into the alleyway, and while walking, he was playing with a waist card in his hand. It was an identification token he had picked up from a guard soldier not long ago.He always felt that the more things like this, the better. Anyway, even if he didn't use them for a while, they might come in handy in the future, allowing him to cleverly pretend to be any identity at any time.

He just arrived in Wangcheng not long ago, so he is not in a hurry to change the practical disguise on his body.Now he is passing through the cobweb-like radiating streets of the royal city, heading towards the center of the cobweb, which is the direction of the Holy See.

The closer to the heart of the city, the more orderly and gorgeous the surrounding buildings, and the wider the streets.From the top of the surrounding buildings, the majestic roofs and spires of the Holy See complex can be seen faintly, occupying part of the sky, pointing directly to the endless sky.

From time to time, there are horse-drawn carriages driving slowly on the street.Aristocratic girls walking on the street covered their faces with tulle, accompanied by maids.

The ladies cast disgusted glances at the ragged Morani from time to time, but the latter didn't care.

What he noticed was that most of these girls held yellow bouquets in their hands, which represented praying for someone or expressing condolences.

A very young girl noticed his gaze and walked towards him despite the maid's dissuasion.

"Poor sir, do you need these flowers? If you want, I can give you this bouquet." The girl looked up at him with an innocent expression, the bright yellow bouquet in her hand was in full bloom, exuding a rich fragrance .

"Thank you, dear lady, I don't need it, this bouquet of flowers is just right for you." Morani took a half step back pretending to be cowed, "But let me ask, who are these bouquets meant to bless?"

"Don't you know?" The girl frowned, showing a sad expression, "The Pope's condition is getting worse, and the elder witch doctor thinks that he may not survive this autumn."

Pope Branmark.Ingvar.

Thinking of this name caused an uncontrollable hatred to rise in Morani's chest, and even his head ached.

'How much does the original owner hate the Pope?This reaction was too violent. 'Han Mo was repeatedly affected by the emotions of the original owner, and couldn't help complaining to the system.

S999: 'Considering the origin of the original owner, I can't really blame him.It’s you, sometimes you play a role too much, and when it’s time to get into the drama, you pull away. I’m a little worried about your situation. If this continues—”

Han Mo: "Okay, didn't we agree not to talk about this first?"Even if the review meeting is held, you have to wait for me to be alone, right? '

S999: 'You do it yourself, give me instructions whenever you need help. '

Han Mo's pained and dazed appearance made the girl mistakenly think that he was mourning because of the Pope's illness, so she kindly took a yellow flower and gave it to him.

"Please rest assured, we can pray for the Pope together. I will also pray for you, sir, may you be blessed by the Lord God."

"May you be blessed by the Lord God."

Han Mo sent the girl away and continued walking on the street.The closer one gets to the Holy See, the more severe the headache becomes.

S999 was right, he was too deeply influenced by the original owner's emotions, those memories, those loves and hates, sometimes almost made him forget that he was just playing a role that had nothing to do with him in a different time and space.

He should fall in love with Aibo, which is the ultimate goal of the mission, but do those feelings belong to the original owner or to himself?As for Xie Yu, Ai Bo has fragments of Xie Yu's consciousness in his body. If they fall in love, then what is this relationship to Xie Yu?

These untangleable problems were tangled in his heart.How much he wanted to meet Xie Yu, and asked him if he had ever lost himself in playing many roles in different time and space for so long?

Before he knew it, he came to a mansion near the Holy See. This mansion was magnificent and guarded at the front door.The guard looked him up and down suspiciously, and then looked forward intently as if he hadn't seen him.

He bypassed the main entrance of the mansion and came to the back alley. The back alley was narrow and dark, but the air was much fresher than the market beside the city wall.

An old man squatted in the corner, and raised his head when he heard his footsteps, his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Need help, sir."

"Please, give me something to eat." As soon as the old man finished speaking, Morani continued.

"What to eat?"

"The eyes of an eagle, the hooves of a horse, the claws of a wolf and the fangs of a snake."

Facing the old man's secret words, Morani answered fluently. The old man nodded in satisfaction and knocked on the wall.

A hidden door slowly opened on the wall, revealing the stairs leading down.

Morani nodded to the old man and walked down the steps step by step.

This place is the headquarters of the Assassin's Guild, which is hidden in the city. No one would have imagined that the headquarters of the Assassins is located so close to the Holy See.

After Morani reached the end of the stairs, he tore off the camouflage on his face and body, opened a rolling curtain and entered the inner hall.

On the main seat in the center of the inner hall sits the leader of all the assassins in the entire kingdom. Everyone calls him Hawkeye. As for his real name, it has already become a mystery with different opinions.

"Boss, I hope you are in good health recently." Mo Lani stood still a dozen steps away from the main seat, bowed and saluted.

"Molanie Black." Hawkeye's voice was as rough as gravel rubbing, but his tone was extremely soft and gentle, "I have heard about your deeds. You narrowly escaped from the hunting team. You are very young, but you are very capable. good."

"I'm very ashamed that you won the award." Morani knelt down on one knee and lowered his head deeply, "I'm here to apologize."

"For whom?" Hawkeye asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Abbo Albican."

"You haven't succeeded yet, the mission failed, right?"

"Yes, and I intend to give up the mission."

Hawkeye was very old, he laughed twice, and then coughed.

"You know the rules of giving up."

"Yes."

Morani stretched out the five fingers of his left hand and pressed them to the ground. Since the only remaining Hidden Blade was accidentally lost, he was holding a crudely made dagger.He holds a knife in his right hand, with the blade touching the root of his left little finger.With a little force, the skin cracked and blood beads rolled out in clusters.

Even cutting off the little finger of the left hand is a big loss for an assassin who needs to be agile.

After Morani cut off the finger, there was no way to carry out any assassination in the short term.

"Forget it this time." Hawkeye watched his movements and said slowly.

Morani looked up and heaved a sigh of relief.

"I don't know how to describe my gratitude, sir."

"Don't be too happy, there is a job for you."

"A new mission?" Morani was a little confused. Under normal circumstances, the guild would not assign missions unless requested.

"You are the most suitable candidate I can think of right now." Hawkeye nodded, and a hint of cunning crossed his wrinkled face.

"Excuse me, what is the goal of the mission?"

"A cardinal."

Hawkeye grinned, making the wrinkles on his face even deeper.Morani's face turned pale.

There must be guards around the cardinal, and the pope has been seriously ill recently. Most of the time, the cardinals stay in the Holy See to discuss the arrangements for the next pope, and there is no chance of being alone.

So this is an almost impossible requirement.

"I know you think I'm making things difficult, but our employer has some useful information. In a month's time, the cardinal will be at a dinner party."

"But you can't enter the dinner party at will, and the identities of the guests need to be checked." Morani bit her lower lip, still very embarrassed.

"Your disguise technique, as far as I know, is top-notch." Hawkeye followed the temptation carefully, "And among the wedding guests, one of the guests has already confirmed that he will not be able to attend that day, so we took the opportunity to intercept his reply letter and invitation letter. "

"You want me to replace that guest?"

"Yes, as long as you can sneak into the dinner party, our target is within your reach."

If the conditions Hawkeye said are true, after a comprehensive assessment, this task is indeed not too difficult.

Morani thought about it carefully, and felt that accepting the task proposed by Hawkeye at this stage would help him continue to obtain news related to Aibo.He pretended to be contemplative and bowed his head to think for a while, then reluctantly nodded in response.

"Good boy." Hawkeye seemed very satisfied. "But don't forget, you only have one chance to fail."

"I'll try my best."

"Very well, go to rest. Later, I will have what you need delivered to you."

Morani saluted Hawkeye again and left the inner hall.

He was familiar with the way and followed the tunnel leading to other directions, and came to a row of simple but clean houses.This is the temporary shelter provided by the guild for assassins who have nowhere to go, or need a place to hide.

Morani has been sleeping in the open for a long time, and as soon as he touched the soft bed, he lay down and refused to get up.

He silently calculated in his heart that the current task in hand required a dress for the dinner party.Is it easier to go directly to a nobleman's house to steal a set, or simply pick up a few purses in the downtown area and then make a tailor-made set?

If you have a dress and dress up as a decent gentleman, when you meet Aibo again in the future, maybe you can pretend to be a nobleman and have a chat with him.

Having said that, why did Hawkeye insist on breaking the rules and insist on taking this job?There are many assassins who are good at disguise, but his level is not enough to be the number one in the guild.

Moranis thought about it, but still couldn't find the reason.

Until he received the invitation letter sent to him by Hawkeye.

The recipient's name on that letter was, no matter how you look at it, the name of a noble lady.

Miss! ?