kill those singularities

Outside Auditore's house, there is a moat in a narrow alley, and not far away is a bridge bustling with pedestrians.

That is to say, if you jump a little longer, no matter whether you hit your head or choke on the water because you jump too hard, there is no straw pile underneath.

At the moment of jumping off, the eternal universe exploded into fireworks in Wen Shuo's mind. Scenes and images from Pangu's creation flashed through his mind quickly, from ape-man to Homo erectus, from tropical rainforest to The Great Rift Valley in East Africa, from Antarctic glaciers to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, from desert wasteland to farming civilization, from computers to space stations, from Matthew's shield to Roman's cake...

——At the end, there was a loud "plop" that pulled back to reality.

……

…………

"Master, master, are you alright?" Green Tea's voice seemed to be distant and near.

Wen Shuo broke out of the water and shook his head, but was picked up by the archers and pulled to the shore.

"Cough, cough..." The Master bent over and coughed a few times, and finally could hear the voice of her servant clearly. She picked out her ears and shook the water, and the ground was soon smeared with a large amount of water.

"Hey master, were you practicing diving just now?"

As soon as Robin Hood came back, he witnessed the scene of letting himself go, just like the dream team's 20-meter platform mixed men's and women's world championships.And Mr. Wang Hassan was standing on the roof in a majestic manner, so he didn't care.

Moreover, those two people were head down, and their posture was very magical, even if he wanted to catch them, there was nothing he could do...

... You just practiced diving!

Wen Shuo rolled his eyes at him, and said weakly, "Finally you're willing to come back from the Selling Gold Cave? Where's Meilin?"

"I said no!" Bow Bing retorted dissatisfiedly: "Obviously they are going to investigate."

"Any news?"

"We discovered another wave of strange forces. They should be servants with no master and no one behind them. There may be two or three of them. Merlin is still there."

"... Is there a goddess of charm there?"

"Hey, cough, cough..." The second young master, who was also soaked all over his body, climbed ashore and shook the water like a husky. Ezio seemed to be much more energetic than Wen Shuo.

He complained to Wen Shuo: "The old man didn't even say hello, which made me choke to death." Then he saw the green archer, and suddenly became interested, "Is this brother also an assassin?"

Robin Hood waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I'm just an unknown archer."

The old man of the mountain slowly appeared in this complaint, "Do you feel it? Soaring in the wind, this is the freedom we are looking for..."

You're not flying, you're getting your head bumped against a pillar to your death.

"Master, then I will continue to monitor, and you will come over after I figure out their purpose." The green figure was about to disappear.

Wen Shuo wiped his face expressionlessly, and said, "Go, go, all men are like this, they don't want to leave."

"……Hey!"

After Wang Hassan waited for the two to finish shaking the water, he picked up Wen Shuo and Ezio who hadn't slowed down yet, like carrying two little chickens, "Okay, the intermission is over, and the training continues."

What an assassin with a cold face and a hard heart who is merciless to his own people.

Green Tea shrugged, waved his hand, and said lazily: "Men are like this. I wish you good luck, master."

……Dry!

As a powerful heroic spirit, Wang Hassan is not convenient to personally go into battle to conduct actual combat training for the cubs.So he called the old assassins in the base camp who had just returned from their missions and hadn't left yet, to carry out some basic actual combat.

Beatrice Simone, a veteran assassin of the Assassin Organization, has extensive backstab and infiltration experience.

The black-haired beauty twirled the black dagger in her hand, leaned against the pillar and smiled, "I have taught you how to hide your breath, if you can hold on to me for a quarter of an hour, I will let you go Orpheus."

Wen Shuo lowered his breathing, resisted the strong soreness in his muscles, and lightly jumped up the cabinet, leaning against the relief to the second floor.

She thought of Wang Hassan, whose breath was perfectly blocked.

If one can truly achieve the level of skill close to Tao, then this person is almost invincible in this field.

Therefore, in history, no Hassan of any term can escape his "blade of judgment", because in front of his perfect blocking, all depravity, sin, and selfish desires will have nothing to hide. Death that cannot be shaken off.

so……

"Old man, what if you train the last master of Chaldea to be an assassin..." she sighed.

But Wen Shuo, a guy who is good at making troubles and provoking and ridiculing positively, is not expected to engage in assassination. In this respect, Ezio is worthy of his outstanding talent, especially the jump kill and Hidden Blade defense are quite good.

But in terms of concealment, Wen Shuo's self-confidence will never be bad.

She smiled slyly, and quickly climbed up the attic along the second floor, kicking over the ladder and closing the door panel before Ezio moved his position.Then he opened the attic window and quietly crawled out of the Auditore mansion along the outer wall.

"噗——!" As soon as he hit the ground, his heart jumped, and without looking back, he pulled out the black key and quickly returned it, and grabbed the black key with the other hand and swung it back.

"Hurry up." The deep voice sounded slowly.

Wen Shuo breathed a sigh of relief when he turned his head, put away the black keys and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"How did you escape from the trial?"

Wen Shuo said confidently, "I didn't say you might come out." He slipped out by his own ability.

The old man shook his head helplessly, then glanced at the black key with a little distaste, "The length is not suitable for you."

Do you think this weapon is too long or too short?

But this is also true. Compared with the hidden swords and daggers of assassins, the black key is a bit longer, and it is not convenient to use it to skewer mutton skewers; In short, the saying "one inch is longer and one inch is stronger" is not unreasonable, and it is inevitable to suffer in close combat.

Wen Shuo decided to fix the singularity and find something he liked before going back.

The city of Florence is very quiet. This quietness refers to the absence of any unusual phenomena. The heroic spirits have secretly observed various well-known artists, literati, and politicians during this period, and found nothing abnormal.

Siegfried and the assassins went to Castel Sant'Angelo, Matthew went to Da Vinci's studio, and Federico went to do the task.

Therefore, Auditore's base camp was quite quiet.

Conna has won the love of everyone in the Auditore family, especially the women, with her cute appearance and well-behaved performance. At this time, she is lying on Ezio's sister Claudia's lap and enjoying the massage treatment. Shuo came over with bright eyes, and jumped off Claudia's lap.

"Good afternoon, Miss Claudia." Wen Shuo unscrupulously left Ezio alone to suffer, and happily came to find Kang Na.

Claudia saluted very ladylikely, and said with a smile, "Are you going to go out?"

"Hey, you found out." Since Florence didn't move, she decided to visit Rome next door.

The little lady blinked and said with a smile: "It's not difficult to guess. Recently, many people have received invitations to go to the Vatican. It is said that His Majesty the Pope is going to hold a concert there that attracts everyone's attention. Many nobles plan to go."

concert? ? ?

"Oh, it finally appeared!" Wen Shuo lifted his spirits, intuiting that this was the clue to the singularity, and strengthened his determination to rush to Rome.

After saying goodbye to Claudia, she found a horse and straddled her with Connor in her arms.

"Let's go!" She flicked the rein, and the horse sped away.

However, the journey to Rome was not very smooth. When they passed through the Florentine market, they could no longer walk. The supposedly unobstructed market gathered a lot of people for no reason, so Wen Shuo had to dismount and walk first.

The culprit is probably a young man in the center, surrounded by stars.

Wen Shuo frowned, and saw the man talking while eating, and the women around him screamed.

That man stood out among the common people in Italy for no other reason, not to mention the undisguised heroic aura on his body, the appearance alone was very eye-catching.

He has short brown hair, blue eyes as clear as lake water, handsome facial contours and a tall and straight figure, with leaves dotted on his forehead.He wore a red cape around a fur collar like the Cowherds of the Round Table, and he wore golden epaulets and tassels. It seemed that this festive attire was more like a military uniform.

If such a gorgeously dressed prince and nobleman appeared in the vegetable market... no one would take a look at him.

Wen Shuo felt that this person looked familiar for a while, but he couldn't remember who it was.

But that heroic spirit didn't pay attention to the other people's intentions - even though according to common sense, Wen Shuo and his followers were already so close to him.

Wen Shuo observed for a long while, then sneaked to a dark place - a backlit corner of the wall, tiptoed, and climbed up to the top of the wall silently, and then took advantage of the momentum to climb up to the balcony of the family.

Leaning on the balcony, she turned on the communicator under the cover of vines and flowers, and said softly, "Doctor, doctor, come and see who this is?"

"Huh?" Roman was a little puzzled, and propped his chin to look at the handsome red man, "Even if you ask me, I would... Hey, is he so good-looking?" He was a little surprised.

"Yes, yes, do you think that the appearance of this heroic spirit is recorded in any classics?" According to the number of classics and materials that Roman has consulted over the years, Wen Shuo believes in his associations and judgments in this regard.

"Or is there any celebrity in Italy during this period of time who has become a spirit... Bah, he has become a heroic spirit."

"Let me see..." Roman became serious, and muttered to himself while analyzing: "Brown hair, blue eyes, clear and revealing a hint of cunning like a fox, but also has an awe-inspiring temperament, dressed in military uniform ...Ah, I see! He must be the heroic and cunning Duke of César Bogia!"

"Porgia? Who?"

"Pope Alexander VI, his illegitimate son, almost unified the men in Italy, and was denounced by countless historians in later generations as a cruel grand duke comparable to Nero and Caligula. However, César's standard equipment is obviously black velvet tights Well……"

"...You're kidding me! How old is Rodrigo these days, maybe his son hasn't even been born yet. Is he appearing early to usurp the throne?" And this man is still eating and eating, with him as the center A mobile farmer's market has been formed. You say that such a foodie is a ruthless and decisive hero?

"But this person really fits the bill. Even Da Vinci praised him for his angelic face and beautiful eyes..."

"Wait, you let Da Vinci come and see?"

"...She went to conduct experiments."

At this moment, the two found a white petite figure in their field of vision. It was Kang Na who was also attracted by the food. The surrounding of the little girl quickly formed an encircling circle like a tornado, approaching another vortex like a vortex.

Wen Shuo & Roman: ...

Both of them sighed together, and Wen Shuo muttered, "Congratulations, maybe I got a chance to face an unknown follower."

She turned off the communicator, leaned on the guardrail with her hands and jumped out, kicked off the edge and landed on the roof of the flat building in front, and rushed all the way into the vegetable market.

"Kona!"

"Hmm." Xiao BuDian threw herself into her arms, and there was a cake that was forced into her hand.

At this time, they were caught in the crowd and were already very close to the handsome hero.

Then they finally heard what the man said while eating hazel.

The beautiful young man muttered: "...I come, I see, I conquer! Including all the food in the world!" The aunt next to him happily stuffed the last bit of ingredients in her basket into his hand. "well said!"

Wen Shuo: ...

This style is really familiar...

Seeing that this person was still eating, she hugged Kang Na carefully and asked, "May I ask your Excellency?"

The man glanced at her, without any aggressiveness, "Don't bother people to eat...you are the Master, I am Caesar."

What the fuck? !

Like a bolt from the blue, Wen Shuo finally remembered why this person looked so familiar to him—isn't this the slim version of the Flower of Rome? !

This is no longer a matter of fat people being potential stocks!This is before and after disfigurement!One fat ruins everything!

"So, Your Excellency is Caesar? Caesar the Great?"

"Why are you so surprised... No, I am Caesar, and I am not Caesar. Because here, in the land of Rome that I love, I am no longer Caesar, but an excellent junior—'Cesare'!"

Doesn't that sound about the same? !

Wen Shuo pressed the center of his brows with a headache, "...Stop playing with words, who the hell is it?"

"Don't you understand?" The man slightly pushed away some blushing women around him, and looked at Wen Shuo, "It is true that I am Caesar, but here I am the 'Caesar' (Cesar) of Alexander VI, because my father Do you want a pair of sons and daughters to be filial?"

She sort of understood that this saber was taking the place of the Pope's illegitimate son, the newly born First Duke Caesar (Cesar), and was seriously playing role-playing...

But being stared at by those clear blue eyes, the visual impact was a bit too strong, as expected of the man in the history books who even wanted to attack goblins.

"Wow...it's incredible!" Kang Na raised her head, and amazement appeared in her blue eyes.

As a dragon with a strong appetite, she thought she could eat well, but compared with this man, she found that she was nothing.

Wen Shuo finally remembered what Giovanni said, "...is the truth about the recent rise in food prices actually because of one person?!"

She looked at the terrifying eating speed of one big and one small with black lines all over her head, and said with difficulty: "Then... who is your father?" This can't be the Pope!The original Rodrigo is definitely dead, right?

"No comment, if you want to know, go to Rome by yourself... oh thank you, you are such a good person."

The red-faced little girl ran away screaming.

"So what are you here for? For the Holy Grail?"

Caesar shook his head, chewed, and pushed the bouquet aside, "What's so good about the Holy Grail? My purpose is to eat and keep eating, and no one can stop me... But if the Holy Grail can fulfill my desire to become fat, there is still room for me to eat." It would be nice to meet Leon..."

... You better not get the Holy Grail!

"Then why didn't you wish to become fat when you appeared in the world?" She couldn't help complaining.

"Well, forgot."

At this moment, the sky in Florence suddenly rolled up dark clouds, and a strong wind blew up. When the Master and Xiaolong Niang were on guard, there was a voice like a yellow bell, full of energy, and swept every corner of Florence : "Everyone——! Dear citizens~Welcome to Castel Sant'Angelo tonight to participate in the great Aishulu☆Concert~ No matter who you are, you can participate!"

After a pause, the voice added: "Please be sure to appreciate it! Witness the great miracle~~ There will be fireworks that will not lose to Venice!"

"Also—my unfilial son! You should get back and serve your honorable father, right?"

Wen Shuo covered his ears, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.

This delicate and delicate voice, the wild and chaotic sound transmission of thousands of miles, could it really be...could it be...

I saw Caesar put down the food regretfully, wiped his mouth, nodded to Wen Shuo and Kang Na, and said, "You heard me, I should go back and do my filial piety. Oh, I'm really a good son, but I'm not What a good father..."

The red saber sighed and was about to disappear.

don't you? !Are you serious about roleplaying? ? ?

The Chaldean master was in a state of confusion.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Miss Beatrice Simone for her kind guest appearance. (yes she was my first member when I played frat...

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Today, I won a big victory in drawing the pool, and I even got a few (.

I wish the little angels who plan to draw can draw the heroic spirits they want www and share my European energy with you =w=