Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

There was a lot of toasting at the main table, and Cardinal Astor picked up the wine glass and responded to the host's toast.

The musicians continued to play, and the melodious minuets seeped through the glass panes into the still night.

Aibo still held Morani's hand, waiting patiently for a response.

"You asked me to give up the mission, didn't you?" Morani finally broke the silence and asked in a low voice. "Why bother? You can arrest me directly. You brought a whole team of subordinates, and I'm here. As long as you give an order, I can't escape at all. You can even expose my identity immediately here."

"Arresting the current murderer is no small feat, especially a wanted criminal who is well-known in the entire Wangcheng."

"In this way, your official career will be smoother."

"Do you think I'm going to arrest you for my future?" Abbot asked.

"Otherwise? Would you allow the farce that happened in Wangcheng Square to repeat itself?"

"No, that's why I'm asking you."

"And you think I will give up my mission just because of your request?" Morani laughed. "What if I don't agree?"

"I will try my best to stop you without hurting you." Aibo sighed.

"Like last time?"

The clock tower, the sky above the clock tower, and the royal city below the clock tower flashed before Morani's eyes.

Ai Bo had been merciful to his subordinates and rescued his life from the wilderness. He already owed him too much.If one's blood feud is destined to be unable to take revenge in this life, then at least the blood debt owed to others should be paid off and written off.

What's more, the most important thing is that just as Ai Bo said that he didn't want to hurt him, deep down in his heart, he actually didn't want to cause any harm to the other party.

"You win, sir." Moraney laughed.He broke away from Aibo's hand, took a step back, and bent slightly. "I promise you. I assure you, Bishop Astor will be safe tonight."

Aibo was stunned for a moment, and it was too late to hold Morani back before he turned and left.

He only had time to hear him say softly: "I sincerely wish you to develop your talents under the future Pope's hands, and make great progress."

Just like that, with his few simple words, the young assassin left.

Aibo's intuition told him that Morani had not cheated, but had indeed given up the assassination plan. At least Bishop Astor would be fine tonight, he could be sure.But why, there was an ominous cloud in his heart?

The dark clouds gradually spread, and a storm gathered in his heart, blocking the laughter and laughter around him.

He weighed it over and over again, and ran out of the banquet hall right behind Morani.

In the dim corridor, not far ahead, Aibo quickly narrowed the distance between the two.

Morani tripped over the overly wide fabric at his feet. He simply tore off the petticoat and inner skirt that got in the way, and kicked off the high-soled shoes on his ankles.

The shoes were quickly kicked aside by Abbott's toe.

Ai Bo grabbed Morani's elbow, pulled him over his shoulder, and pressed the bare-footed assassin against the wall.

Morani hissed in pain, glaring angrily at the newly appointed Captain of the Holy See Guards.

"I have already promised you that I will not attack Astor tonight, what else do you want from me?"

"You have to stay until the banquet is over."

Morani shook his head in disbelief, gesturing at the completely destroyed dress on his body, looking at Ai Bo as if he was looking at a madman.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to continue dancing with you? Forgive me for not being with you. I have to leave as soon as possible. Please don't stop me with your hands high."

"Since you didn't intend to commit a crime, and I won't arrest you, then why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Aibo frowned and looked at Morani closely, "What do you want to avoid?"

Just as Morani was about to speak, a piercing scream suddenly came from the darkness in the distance, splitting the silence of the night and roaring towards them.

The two grabbed each other and rolled to the ground at the same time.

Almost at the same instant, two feathered arrows were driven into the wall where they were standing.The cracked wall burst, the cracks spread suddenly, and the plaster fell on the two of them.

The tail feathers of the two sharp arrows were still trembling slightly.Morani, who was just in shock, was pressed down by Aibo, and he growled with gritted teeth: "You ask me what I want to avoid, and this is what I want to avoid!"

"This is the price of giving up the mission, do you understand now? This is the last chance, I still haven't succeeded, Hawkeye will not let me go. The guild will expel me, and they will come to me soon gone."

After hearing his words, Aibo's face slowly became serious.

"In this case, you shouldn't leave. At least there are guards here, and other assassins can't break in openly."

"Are you going to protect me now?" Morani was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "I'm a wanted criminal, and you're so worried about my safety? As a Templar, it's not right for you to do that." Dedicated."

"As an assassin, you don't seem to have any professional ethics." Aibo narrowed his eyes and retorted, his tone containing warning.Holding on to the pillars of the corridor, he carefully chose a blind spot for a long-range attack, and pulled Morani up from the ground. "Go back to the banquet hall first, and then find a way to deal with your body...cough."

Ai Bo's eyes slid down and touched Morani's torn skirt, and he couldn't help sighing.

Morani also glanced down, supported his forehead and said weakly: "Don't look, I beg you, just pretend you didn't see anything tonight."

Under the rest of the fabric, his calves were visible, and his thighs were partly visible, an all too misleading situation.

Aibo took off his cloak and tried to cover him. While he was gesturing, there was a sudden sound of hesitant footsteps from the other end of the corridor.

The man who had been pestering Morani to invite him to dance not long ago came sneakily along the corridor.Seeing Morani from a distance, he shouted loudly: "Miss, I finally found you. You have been away from the dance floor for so long, I am worried that you may have lost your way!"

"Damn it," said Moraney, "somebody tell that idiot to keep his voice down."

"Are you so ruthless to your admirers?" Aibo teased in a low voice, ignoring Morani's knife-like gaze.

"Do you need help? Miss, if you have any trouble, please don't hesitate to ask me." The man approached the two of them while yelling.

Before he was close enough to see clearly, Aibo stopped him with a sound.

"Sir, thank you for your concern, but there is nothing troublesome here that needs your help."

"Really? I don't look like this," the man raised an eyebrow, showing hostility towards Aibo, "This lady is alone, and you are in such a remote place with you, unless I hear her promise to me , you didn't do anything indecent to her, otherwise, as a gentleman, I really can't just stand by and watch."

"Sir, you are meddling in your own business. I advise you to leave quickly." Aibo's patience was almost exhausted. "It's for your own good."

"I don't think so." The man got closer and closer, and when he saw Morani's torn skirt, he suddenly exclaimed: "I knew it! You shameless person must be taking advantage of the shameless Man, lay hands on this weak, helpless, poor girl!"

"Poor lady, let me help you, you don't have to be afraid, I will definitely get this villain punished!" The man shouted loudly, his tone almost hysterical.

At this moment, even Morani's patience was completely exhausted. He glared at the man in front of him viciously, stopped every word, and said in a rough voice: "It's none of your business, you idiot, don't act like an old woman!" There's a lot of noise here."

The man took several steps back in fright, staring at Morani in disbelief.

"You, you—" He pointed at the other party with his finger, and pointed at his own throat.

"Unexpected?" Morani smiled.The aggrieved feeling of being forced to disguise himself as a woman all night erupted. Looking at the man's astonished expression, he got a bad taste of revenge from it.

Perhaps because of the strong mental shock after revealing Morani's true gender, the man faltered for a long time, unable to utter a single complete syllable.His whole body is like a wooden sculpture of clay, standing in a stalemate with Aibo and Morani on the corridor.

Now that the disguise has been broken by the man, it is impossible for Morani to return to the banquet hall in women's clothing.The safest way right now is to temporarily subdue the man, preferably knocking him out, and then strip him of his clothes and let Morani put them on again.

Morani winked at Aibo, who nodded knowingly, and the two of them agreed with each other tacitly.

The man who was stared at by the two of them at the same time shuddered inexplicably, vaguely aware of the imminent disaster.

However, neither Aibo nor Morani had time to do anything to the man.

While they were eyeing each other and discussing who would be responsible for knocking the man unconscious and who would be responsible for taking off his underwear, the third feathered arrow pierced through the air with a scream.The arrow was imbued with spells, carried electric current and sparks, and blasted a hole in the wall with a loud bang.

Although no one was injured, this arrow caused far more damage than the previous two, because its purpose was not to attack, but to attract the attention of others and force Morani to leave his hiding place.

Sure enough, the man stared at the charred bricks and panted for a while, then he seemed to have regained his language ability suddenly, and he opened his throat and roared loudly.

"There are arrows! There are assassins! Come on! There are assassins—!"

Morani took a step forward, and punched the man's temple hard with his elbow, and the man fell to the ground without a sound.But it was obvious that his shout had already spread into the banquet hall, and within half a minute, a whole group of Holy See guards would arrive at their location.

"You leave as soon as possible, and I will command the guards." Aibo had no time to think about the incident, so he could only run back along the corridor decisively to buy time for Morani.

At this time, in front of Morani is the guard who is eager to catch the assassin, and behind him is the killer hiding in the dark and watching.

Aibo looked back, with a complicated expression on his face. After all, he never thought that the other party would risk being expelled from the guild, and voluntarily give up the mission of assassinating the bishop just for his few words, even at the risk of being hunted down.

Morani also looked at him, and the two of them met their eyes, as if they could communicate with each other for a moment.

Aibo's ears were full of chaotic footsteps, the sound of armor metal rubbing, and the panicked cries of the crowd.Even so, he clearly heard what Morani said to him.

"There will be a period later. If possible, I sincerely hope that we can meet on different occasions."

Ai Bo took a few steps forward, and when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help turning his head back.

The figure of the assassin had disappeared from sight, and Aibo's whispers could only escape in the evening wind.

"There will be a period later, please take care."

The author has something to say: the update time has been changed from 2:10 am to [-]:[-] am, a few hours later, little fairies go to bed early, wake up and read the article~~